His breathing was slightly rougher than it had been a few moments ago, and his fingers still toyed with the tune he'd started. "I am," he replied after a pause, "but I want you to play for me too."
It only took me a second to understand what he meant, then my whole body flushed with warmth.
"Max Steele," I gasped in feigned scandal, "are you asking me to masturbate over the phone for you?"
He let out a pained groan. "Yes, fuck yes. Unless you want to switch to video-calling?" The hopeful tone of his voice was almost enough to have me agreeing, but I'd need time to work out the best angles and... nah, too hard.
"Video call next time," I compromised. "Now play me this damn piece while I imagine your fingers on me instead of your piano."
Steele let out another groan. "This was either the best idea ever, or the worst. Fuck, okay, I'm putting you on speaker."
I grinned. "Fine, I'll stay quiet then."
"Don't you dare," he growled. "Arch and Kody are in the gym with music blasting, anyway. They won't hear anything."
It wasn't like I really cared if they did... but it was cute Steele thought to mention it.
Muffled sounds filled my ear as Steele switched to speakerphone and probably placed his phone on the desk beside his keyboard. Or maybe he'd propped it up on the music rack. Either way, there was only a short pause before he started playing.
My breath caught in my throat as the first haunting notes travelled through the speaker to me, and I found myself totally transfixed by the beautiful, soulful melody Steele had composed.
"Hellcat, we had an agreement," he muttered some minutes later after I'd totally lost myself in his music, and my pulse raced once more.
I let out a low chuckle. "That we did."
Holding my phone to my ear with one hand, I cupped one of my breasts with the other. My nipples were already hard, and just a gentle roll of my fingers brought a moan to my lips.
"Shit," Steele breathed, but didn't stop playing. "Describe it, baby. Tell me what you're doing... what you want me to be doing to you."
"Nah-ah," I replied with a laugh as I moved my hand lower and spread my legs open. "That wasn't part of the agreement." Not that there really was any agreement, but whatever. Playful banter didn't always need to be factual. "Just play for me and listen while I play for you."
Besides, I’d never been able to concentrate enough to dirty talk with any real success. It pulled me too far out of the moment, and right now, I wanted to be totally in the moment. It wasn't the first time I'd serviced myself while picturing Steele or Kody or both of them... I might also admit to Archer's face flashing across my mind in my darkest moments. But it was the first time Steele knew I was doing it and listening.
My fingers danced across my pussy, finding the slick wetness between my legs and dragging it up to coat my clit. Closing my eyes, it was easy to picture Steele's fingers on me. The way he manipulated the piano keys, the way I knew he could manipulate my body...
A breathy whimper pulled from my throat as I toyed with my clit, and Steele hit an out-of-place note, then swore.
"This was a terrible idea," he muttered, but there was an edge of laughter that brought a broad smile to my face. My cheeks were flushed with heat, my back arching off the bed, and my pussy throbbing with need.
"You're telling me," I replied on a moan. "I don't even have any of my vibrators here. You have no idea how badly I want something bigger than my fingers right now."
Steele's tune cut off abruptly with a crash of notes like he'd just smacked the keyboard. "Fuck it," he growled, "switch to video. Please, Hellcat... I need to see your face when you come."
My phone bleeped in my ear, and I pulled it away to see the notification that Steele wanted to activate cameras. I bit my lip, smiling and feeling evil.
"Baby, come on. Please, hit accept." His voice was pure need, and I wasn't even going to pretend I didn't get off on the power of it.
Instead of doing what he wanted, I kept fingering myself, bringing my orgasm closer with every stroke and thrust.
"Hellcat, you're killing me," he groaned. "Please, beautiful. Please..."
I laughed a low, sex-filled sound, then hit accept on his request. His face filled my screen a moment later, and my grin spread wider.
"If you think I'm giving you any other angles, you're shit out of luck," I told him, then gasped as a ripple of pleasure lit up my lower belly. Fucking hell, I was so close.
Steele's eyes brightened with hunger as he drank in my features. I was flat on my back, my wet hair a mess around my head and my eyelids heavy. It was kind of disconcerting to see myself in the little screen box, but also a bit of a turn on knowing what he could see.
"This is the only angle I need, Hellcat," he murmured back, his tongue darting out to wet his lips. "You look like a freaking angel when you come."
I laughed. "Some angel."
Steele just shrugged, his gaze intense. "A fallen one, then. Either way, it's a biblical experience. Are you close?"
I pulled my fingers from my soaking core again and brought them back to my clit. "God, yes. Steele..." I uttered his name on a moan as I rubbed myself into climax, crying out as the waves of pleasure ripped through my whole body and my legs shook. It was all I could do not to drop my phone on my face, instead gripping it hard enough to leave dents in my palm.
It took several moments for my head to clear and my breathing to slow, then I was able to refocus on my phone.
"Was that what you wanted, Max?" I grinned at him, my whole body like liquid as I rolled over to my side. I held the phone on the pillow beside me, so it was like we were actually in bed together.
His brows were raised, his lips parted, and face flushed. "So much better," he replied in a mumble. "I need a cold shower or something."
"Or you could just come over and give me what I really want..." I bit my lip, the offer of hot sex unmistakable in my voice.
His brow creased and he gave a pained groan. "You have no idea how hard it's been to stay away this week, Hellcat."
I gave a shrug. "So don't."
He heaved a sigh. "I have to. For one thing, I want to start things over with you. Last time I went about everything wrong. I was selfish and secretive and didn't... I didn't do things the right way. There's so much more between us than just incredible sex, Hellcat..." His gaze was steady, locked on mine in an unflinching apology.
Emotions swirled in my chest, and I found myself without words for a moment. Was this Steele's way of telling me that he cared on an emotional level? That he... loved me?
"Steele—" Whatever I was about to say, I cut it short when all the lights in my apartment shut off.
"Hellcat?" he asked, "did your lights just turn off on their own?"
I frowned, sitting up enough to check the lamp beside my bed. Nothing.
"Yeah, looks like a power cut out or something. I should check if the whole building is out or if it's just a fuse here." Heading back to my bathroom in the dark, I snagged my robe and pulled it on.
The light of my phone was still enough that Steele could just see me, and he let out a small laugh as I placed my phone down to belt the robe.