The Center of His Universe-- Call Me Yours, Out TODAY!

It's out! It's out! Call Me Yours, Available NOW!!! (Can you tell I am excited?)

It is no longer a WIP since it is now published, but it was once a WIP and that still counts, yes?

This is the end of the scene I shared the beginning of on Monday and the middle of yesterday. You can go catch up if you want.

The dance between his fingers and mouth over her sensitive areas sent her wriggling. She gyrated her hips and moaned.

"Simon," she panted and wove a hand through his hair, needing to touch him, trying to convey the sheer pleasure he was bringing her.

His teeth scraped against her clit and she cried out in surprise, then it was back to tongue and lips. So soft in comparison, his fingers worked inside of her, expertly playing her.

She cried as she fell over the edge. No longer self conscious about the angle he viewed of her body; no more worrying that he was not enjoying himself as much as she. All thoughts fled her mind as pleasure rushed in. There was nothing else. No couch beneath her, no empty pizza box on the table in front of them, no television flickering in the background. It was just Simon, giving her what she needed, making her the center of his universe for one tiny moment in time.

Sweat beaded on her skin and she gulped in much needed air.

He withdrew his fingers and rested his chin on her naked belly, true to his word he watched her face as she came.

She looked down at him, not knowing what to say. "Thank you," was the first thing that came out.

He smiled at her. "No need to thank me, I've been wanting to do that for three months."

She blushed to her roots. She had been avoiding him, thinking he hated her, what had she been missing out on?

"Oh," she lamely answered, and then barely stifled a yawn.

"It's late, let's get you home." He stood, but leaned over to kiss her mouth before pulling her to stand and helping her get dressed.

She could taste the salty tang of her own sex on his lips.

Caitlin covered her face with her hands. What had she just done?

Caitlin comes from a privileged upbringing and has the reputation of being a bratty, spoiled princess. Her father cuts her off financially when she refuses to enter law school. Now she needs to figure out a way to make it on her own, with no help from anyone. When her friend mentions taking on a job as a phone sex operator, Caitlin has her misgivings, but when her rent gets hiked and her bills start piling up she figures she has nothing to lose.

Simon is the boy next door, literally. He's a few years older than the recent college grad and he has no time for immature girls who don't take life seriously-- especially ones full of sass. But when Simon finds Caitlin in a dangerous situation he is not above rescuing her, then scolding her, and threatening her with a spanking.

Despite his old-fashioned ways, Caitlin is head over heels for Simon, and the feeling is mutual. Can she come to terms with Simon's methods for dealing with disobedience? Can Simon curb his high-handed ways enough to not lose the girl he is hopelessly falling in love with?  

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