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through Ash’s body, making his already tensed muscles jerk. He needed this so much. He was furious and ravenous. Her words were soft but so full of power and temptation. He couldn’t help but obey.
    Would you like to be inside me now? Driving your cock deep, melding us together, our sweat mingling, mouths locked?
    ‘I want you so much, Ginny.’
    She must have asked Spook to move closer so that she could hear the slide of his fist pumping his shaft. He did it exactly as he knew she’d want him to, without fear or artifice, as though he was seemingly alone and this was in fact her own private peepshow. He tried not to think about Spook at all. Of course, that was rather difficult when he could hear his breathing and sense his very solid form, even when he wasn’t relating messages.
    The true buzz came upon him in a rush.
    Ash immediately snatched his hands away from his cock, and planted them on the leather banquette. ‘No,’ he insisted. ‘Too much, too fast. Need to catch a breath.’ This was all wrong on so many levels he didn’t know where to start, and yet it was so unbelievably fucking hot. Nought to sixty in under three seconds wasn’t good for a man, unless he wanted to be up again in another ten. ‘Need to slow down a little,’ he huffed.
    ‘That’s not what Ginny thinks. Enough resting, Ash. She wants to hear you come.’
    If he so much as touched himself right now he’d do just that.
    ‘This better not go outside this room.’
    ‘I’m sure the guys are all lined up with their ears pressed to the door listening in,’ Spook replied, prompting Ash to glare at the door in horror. ‘Mate, they’re snoring. Paul’s responsible for the bass notes, and I assume Iain’s the one responsible for the percussion sounds. Chill. When have I ever spilled your dirty secrets?’
    ‘Never,’ Ash admitted. Spook didn’t even joke about that sort of stuff.
    ‘Exactly. So there’s nothing to worry about besides getting off so that I can get to bed.’
    ‘There’s nothing stopping you going now, if you just pass me the phone.’
    Spook actually appeared to consider it, before he gave his head a decisive shake. ‘I would, but I’m actually quite enjoying listening to Ginny get all hot and breathy. You know she’s masturbating too, right? I think her pussy is pretty wet right now, and I’m not sure, but I think she might be using her electric boyfriend to get herself off.’
    Ash growled. If Ginny was getting off, then he ought to be the one listening to it, not Spook.
    ‘If you start getting off to the sound of my girlfriend coming then I’m going to kill you,’ he spat in warning.
    ‘You’re killing her already by not giving her what she needs. Let’s see some more wrist action, Ash and maybe I’ll put her on speakerphone.’
    ‘Put her on speakerphone, and I promise they’ll be able to hear me coming right across Paris.’
    ‘That’ll make for an interesting headline,’ Spook observed, but Ash didn’t really hear him, because he was already narrowly focused on the sounds of Ginny’s hot, needy breaths and the mesmerising hum of something buzzing away in the background.

Chapter 8
    G inny wasn’t sure what had got into her. She liked to push boundaries, and yeah, sometimes she flouted conventions, but this was taking things to extremes even for her. Then again, Spook wasn’t exactly protesting, was he? He could have said no. He could have hung up the moment she made the suggestion, or passed the phone over or plain walked away. Instead, he was listening to her and relaying her words in his delicious, slightly accented English. What’s more, she’d swear he was enjoying himself. Not in an overtly sexual way, perhaps not in a sexual way at all. She didn’t think she was turning him on describing what she wanted to do to Ash, and what she was demanding Ash do to himself, but he was definitely getting a kick out of something about this.
    Control, maybe.
    Spook definitely liked to be in