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and my tongue licking you harder. Have I mentioned how much I love your tits?
    Yes.
    Lie down on the bed, Kat, and spread your legs.
    Breathing heavily, Katy lay down on the bed. She told herself it wasn’t really sex if he wasn’t physically there, touching her. And as long as he wasn’t, it wasn’t as if they were having any kind of relationship.
    Are you lying down?
    Yes.
    Are your legs spread?
    Yes.
    Slide your fingers down your belly, slowly … are you warm and wet?
    Yes. God yes, she was soaking wet. As her fingertips skimmed across her hard clitoris she gasped.
    Oh Kitty Kat, what I wouldn’t do to be the one dipping my fingers into your honey pot. You smell so sweet and sexy.
    Simon …
    Yes, Cinderella?
    I wish it were you, too.
    Be careful what you wish for …
    I want
    She couldn’t tell him what she wanted. It would make her sound weak and needy, even though that was exactly how she felt with him. Emotionally weak, and sexually needy.
    Tell me what you want, Kat. I will give it to you.
    How did she tell him she wanted him all to herself? That she wanted him to want only her? That right this very second she wanted him to make her come? She couldn’t tell him any of that. She couldn’t tell him because he was involved with another woman, and even if he weren’t, she wasn’t brave enough to expose her gooey center to him. Not Simon. His rejection would hurt more than Evan’s lie ever did.
    What kind of toy do you have?
    The kind that vibrates.
    Turn it on, low.
    Katy picked the less intimidating soft pink latex vibrator and turned it on low. It thrummed softly in her hand. It wasn’t Simon, but it was going to have to do. For now.
    Is it on?
    Yes.
    If I call you, will you talk to me?
    Katy held her breath, desperately wanting to hear the deep sexy timbre of his voice.
    I—can’t talk to you.
    Are you embarrassed?
    No. I just can’t.
    I want to hear your soft moans of pleasure as you touch yourself, imagining it’s me. I want to hear you call my name when you come, Kat. Would you do that for me?
    Oh how desperately she wanted what he wanted. But it was too intimate. A line she wasn’t willing to cross.
    I want to, but I can’t.
    When he didn’t respond after several minutes, Katy started to panic. Was that a deal-breaker for him? If it was, why didn’t he tell her? Was he messing with her?
    Simon?
    I’m here.
    Relief flooded her. Where did you go?
    Thinking. Wondering why you’re playing coy.
    I’ve never done anything like this before. It’s scary.
    What are you afraid of?
    Of liking it too much. Of wanting more.
    There she’d said it. And it felt good to tell him the truth. At least most of it. It was right on the tip of her fingertips to ask about the blonde.
    Who’s the blonde?
    Katy squeezed her eyes shut, feeling like a colossal ass, and dreading the answer, but she knew it was the right thing to do. As desperately as she wanted to play with Simon, she could not, would not until she knew that he wasn’t a liar or a cheater.
    Thirty seconds later, her cell phone rang. She didn’t need to look at the caller ID to know who it was. She couldn’t bring herself to answer it. She was a coward.
    When it went to voice mail, she opened her eyes. Her phone pinged that she had a message and then pinged with a new text.
    When I call you back in thirty seconds, answer the phone.
    Apparently Simon was used to having his orders carried out. Thirty seconds later, her phone rang. On the fourth ring, she answered. “Hello.”
    “Dr. Winslow,” Simon’s deep voice said, “I don’t like to play mind games unless they are with a bad guy.”
    “I don’t either.”
    “Then when you ask me a question, and I call you with the answer, I expect you to answer my call.”
    “I don’t want to know the answer if it’s not the right answer.”
    “And what would the right answer be?”
    “That you aren’t having sex with her.”
    “I’m not having sex with her.”
    “Have you ever had sex with