Free All Fired Up by Madelynne Ellis

antsy, given that you didn’t give her what she wanted either.’
    ‘Yeah, well, I’m an idiot. We all know that.’
    ‘She, however, isn’t cruel, which means, if you’re a good boy, you’ll still get your treat.’
    Damn, Ash could almost hear her saying it. He could picture her exact expression too, as if she were standing in front of him holding that damned riding crop. Not that he wanted her to use it. He’d have a heart attack if it went anywhere near his skin. Still, the fantasy of her brandishing it remained compelling. ‘What do you mean, I still get my treat? What treat?’
    ‘Your reward, your release,’ Spook translated. ‘Now, here’s how this is going to work. Ginny’s going to whisper really sexy things into my ear, and then I’m going to tell you what she wants you to do. All you have to do is obey. Got it?’
    ‘What! Seriously? Spook, I am not …’ He wetted his lips, strangely turned on by what was being proposed. ‘I’m not jacking off in front of you.’
    ‘Sure? Then I guess I’ll just hang up.’ Spook lifted the device away from his ear and moved his thumb across the screen to end the call. He was on his feet now, no longer content to remain seated, but stretching and rising onto his toes, as if he needed to move in order to control the buzz he was feeling.
    ‘Wait. No.’ Ash breathed slowly, failing to calm the excitement building in his nerves too. ‘Is this … Is this what Ginny wants me to do?’ He wetted his lips, already perfectly aware of the answer. This was exactly the sort of teasing, subversive act she’d get off on, especially given the opportunity to involve Spook in it. ‘And you’re OK with it?’
    ‘I wouldn’t be holding the phone if I wasn’t. Get it out, Ash. Let’s not keep the lady on hold.’
    OK, this was officially weird, yet strangely exhilarating too. Ash couldn’t quite believe what he was doing, but somehow that didn’t stop his fingers from curling as instructed and his cock filling up his palm. ‘Tell her I’m stroking my big hard dick for her.’ If they were going to do this, then what was the point in being coy? If she wanted dirty, then he’d give her dirty. He’d give her something else too, the next time he saw her. Yes, he’d play her game, get himself all wound up in knots, but he’d make sure he got payment in return. That was only fair, after all.
    A sudden smile burst across his face, pulling his lips upwards at the corners as he thought about the sort of revenge he might enact, and where exactly that revenge might lead. In his mind it was always the same place – her very wet and welcoming pussy.
    ‘God, Ginny!’ It was killing him not being with her right now, even while she was dishing out instructions and lapping up his responses. He only wished it was Ginny’s sexy voice whispering all those words of encouragement, and not his best friend. Not that his brain had any trouble filling in the details of her voice. He knew her as if she was hardwired into his nervous system. If he concentrated on her, blanked everything else out, then he could smell her perfume mixed with the scent of her skin.
    His mouth opened, as he imagined the taste of her lips.
    ‘She wants you to pump that dick.’
    Ash’s head lolled against the sofa back, while he stretched his back straight and lifted his hips. His feet were braced wide apart on the floor as he blanked out his environment. All that mattered was what he could see in his mind’s eye and that his girl loved watching him.
    She liked the way he moved his fist, the flex of his tendons, the soft, wet sound of his hand moving against his shaft.
    Touch the head. Is it wet?
    ‘Yes.’
    Are you weeping for me?
She did so love when he’d leak a little, saw it as a sign that his body couldn’t hold back. She liked to work those little beads into the head, flick her tongue against the eye and the extremely sensitive spot beneath it.
    Was he crying? Very much so.
    A tremor rolled