Free Phoenix Bar: A Steel Demons MC Novel by Annelise Reynolds

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    I was just crawling into bed after my shower when Mac’s phone rang. I saw Brice’s name ‘Grit’ flash across the screen. God, I had it bad, if just seeing his name come on the screen as he was calling made my body flush with desire, I was a goner. “Brice,” I said, answering the phone in what I hoped was a sexy sleepy voice.
                  “Did I wake you?”
                  “No, I was just sliding into bed after my shower.” I was hoping my words would paint an appealing picture in his head and by the sound of his growl, I guess my words hit their mark.
                  “You are an evil woman, putting that thought in my head when I can’t do anything about it.” His emphasis on the second head made me chuckle. “Honey, the things I want to do to that delectable body of yours would have you moaning my name in minutes.” He took a deep breath. It sounded like he was trying to gain control of himself. “I have two questions for you.”
                  “What’s that?”
                  “Did you think about our kiss while you were in your meeting?” His voice came across low and seductive. I shivered in response.
                  I thought about telling him no, but I decided to tell him the truth and see where this conversation would lead. “Yes, if it wasn’t so important, I wouldn’t have been able to focus. I also felt your stare the whole time.”
                  “Good. Question two, what are you wearing?” I could hear the smile in his voice.
                  I chuckled and paused before answering. I was in plain Jane panties and a tee shirt that hung down to my thighs, but I decided to flirt with him a little. This could be fun and get interesting really fast. My nipples were already tight and hard and my panties were already wet. I quickly slipped my panties and tee off being careful not to jostle the phone. “Well,” I said pausing for effect, “it appears that I’m wearing Egyptian cotton sheets, a high thread count if I were to guess.”
                  “Fuck.” It was half groan half plea for more. “God, Abby.”
                  “Well, if that’s all the questions you have, I guess I’ll say goodnight.” I said in a way too chipper voice. I had moisture pooling between my thighs, goose bumps cascading up and down my body and shivers wracking my nerves. Brice had me hot and bothered, something I had not experienced before, not to this degree. 
                  “Don’t hang up,” he ground out, “I have more questions now.”
                  “Oh?” I knew what was about to happen and it excited me. Brice excited me.
                  “Yeah. Is your room too cold?”
                  Ok, so not what I was expecting, yet, but I’ll play along. “A little. I have the AC turned down”
                  “Are your nipples hard?” he rasped.
                  And there it was. I wanted the conversation to head in this direction. It had been so long for me, so long since I felt desire and I had never felt it this strongly before. “Yes, they are tight and hard.” My breath was shallow and quick.
                  “So is my cock, baby,” he choked out, “roll your nipples between your fingers. Squeeze them tight like I wish I was able to do for you.” I followed his instructions and pleasure coursed through my body. I moaned at the spark of sensation. “Does it feel good, baby?’
                  “Yes.”
                  “My cock is so hard for you, Abby. Is your pussy wet for me?”
                  “Yes.”
                  “Touch your wetness for me, Abby. Tell me how wet you are. How much you want me.”
                  I couldn’t hold back the