I’m horny as hell, about to be frustrated as hell, if he means what he says.
“I’m sorry?” I ask, thinking perhaps I misheard.
He presses the heel of his palm hard against his d**k as if trying to ease the throbbing erection I can see tenting his pants.
“I have a meeting,” he says again. “I stepped out for my headache, but now…”
I hate to sound this pouty but I can’t help the words that escape my lips. “You can’t wait until… after…?”
Look at me with a sudden bemused expression, he lifts a brow. “After what, consort?”
As lust-crazed as I am, I’m still not blindly horny enough to allow myself to be lumped in with the other harem members, who want only Caleb’s d**k in them three times a day.
“Nothing,” I say at once, correcting myself. I inwardly condemn my damp p***y that’s still prac
