Page 26 of On Thin Ice (Calgary Mounties #1)
Chapter Twenty-Five
EYES UP HERE, PRINCESS
Lincoln
Back in my room, I toss my backpack on the desk and fall back on the bed, staring up at the ceiling.
How could I be so stupid? All these years of avoiding controversy and keeping my head down, all to be undone by one night that really wasn’t that amazing.
Maybe for Elena and Declan, who were just trying to spice up their marriage and thought it was worthy of filming, leading to this whole mess.
Was it worth the fall out for all of us, though? Abso-fucking-lutely not.
I have no idea what I can do from here to save my job.
My relationship with Adele seems to be working with most of the other people involved with making the decisions on who to trade and who to keep, and Mikayla mentioned they’ve started negotiations back up.
I thought that meant I was safe, but now I’m not so sure.
It was clear from how Alistair was just looking at me that he sees me as nothing more than a bug to be squashed.
I don’t know what makes me feel worse - the idea of having to move to a different city without the people who have become my family. Or the idea of leaving Adele behind .
My phone starts vibrating in my pocket and I pull it out, sighing when I see Adele’s name on the screen. I don’t want my mood to bring her down, but I know talking to her will make me feel better. Because it always does.
“Hey,” I say after accepting the video chat.
The video connects, and her beautiful face fills the screen. She must have just gotten in herself, as she’s still got her toque on, and her cheeks are pink from the cold.
“Hey you. Great game tonight,” she says with a smile, and I wish she was here with me instead of on the other side of the country right now.
“Thanks,” I reply, and she cocks her head to the side.
“What’s wrong?”
I don’t know how she always manages to sense when I’m not my usual, sparkling self in only a few short words, but I know there’s no use trying to pretend I’m fine.
“I just had another exchange with Alistair in the lobby, and it’s pissed me right off. I’m sorry, I’ll try to cheer up. How was your day? Is the group good?”
She shakes her head. “Nope, we’re not doing that. What happened with Alistair?”
I sigh, scrubbing a hand over my face. “He just threatened my career again. I almost told him to go fuck himself, but Stephens stepped in before it could escalate.”
The look of pure disgust on her face would be comical if it weren’t such a shitty thing we were talking about.
“Linc. You need to report him for harassment. Enough is enough. It’s not like you asked them to film the encounter. If anything, the team should be helping you sue the asshole who made the video public.”
Her righteous indignation makes me feel better, even as exhaustion takes over from my anger. “Yeah, I guess. ”
“No, there’s no guessing about it. Please tell me you’ll bring it up with them? You deserve to be protected at work.”
I smile. “My little protector.”
“Damn right I am. Now, are you wearing that suit? I need to objectify you.”
I bark out a laugh, shaking my head. This is why I’ve found myself wanting to spend more time with her. She knows all the things to say to pull me out of any down moments.
“I am, indeed, still wearing my suit.” I pan the phone camera down my body before pulling it back towards my face. “What are you wearing?”
She props her phone up and steps back, giving me a good view of her body. She’s wearing jeans and a sweater which hugs her perfect curves, showing off those hips that I wish I could grab hold of.
I groan. “Fuck, I wish you were here with me right now.”
She steps back towards the phone, picking it up again. “Yeah? What would you do if I was there?”
I grin. “Are you trying to get me to have phone sex with you right now?”
She shrugs, not looking even slightly embarrassed. “What if I am?”
This woman is going to be the death of me.
“Just making sure we’re on the same page. Lose the sweater, Wilson. Nice and slow.”
She bites her lip, hiding her little smile, before putting the phone down again and lifting the bottom of her sweater slowly.
Inch by inch, revealing her stomach beneath, before pulling it slowly over her head.
Her white lace bra looks amazing against her tanned skin, and I long to reach out and run my hands over them.
To pinch those hard nipples beneath the fabric and make her squirm .
She points at the screen. “Your turn, hot shot. You promised me abs, after all.”
Grinning, I sit up to prop the phone on the desk and shrug my suit jacket off, slinging it over the back of the desk chair before standing and slowly unbuttoning my dress shirt.
Her eyes follow the path of my hands, and I laugh. “Eyes up here, princess.”
“No, I’m good with this view, thanks.”
By the time I’m shirtless, she’s playing with the button on her jeans, and I nod. “Those next.”
She slides the jeans down her long, gorgeous legs, revealing matching panties, and I draw in a sharp breath.
“God you’re beautiful. I could watch you do that all day.”
She smiles, stepping out of her jeans. “Likewise. All that time in the gym definitely works for you.”
By the time we’re both naked, I’m pretty sure it’s only going to be a matter of minutes before I lose control.
“Lie back on the bed and touch yourself,” I tell her, sitting on the edge of the bed to grip my erection as she follows my instructions.
I watch as she runs her hands down her body slowly, swirling her fingers around each breast before dipping them lower.
“I want you to pretend I’m there with you, right now. What do you want me to do to you?” I rasp out, mesmerized.
“I’d want you to put your mouth on me,” she says, whimpering a little as she rubs her clit.
“Well… I’m not sure how to mimic that through the phone,” I say, and she giggles.
“I brought my toy with me,” she admits.
I raise an eyebrow. “That needs to come out right now, then.”
She moves off the bed and out of the view of the camera, reappearing a moment later with a small clit sucking vibrator in her hand.
“Do you always take your toys with you on trips, Addie, or were you hoping this would happen?” I ask, watching as she lays back down on the bed.
“I knew I’d need it. The memory of you getting me off on Sunday morning has had me hot and bothered all week.” She turns the vibrator on and moves it down between her legs, sighing when she covers the bundle of nerves.
“I know the feeling,” I reply, my voice barely more than a groan as I pump my hand to relieve some of the tension. “Get yourself off, Addie. I want to watch you fall apart.”
She turns her eyes towards the camera, locking her gaze with mine as she turns the vibrator up. I can hear the toy through the phone and watch with rapt attention as her stomach hollows out with each breath, little moans escaping her lips until she’s panting.
“That’s it, baby girl. I can’t wait to be the one making you feel good.”
My hand moves faster while I continue to watch her climb higher and higher, unable to believe that this beautiful woman is allowing me to watch her like this.
Like she’s mine.
“I’m coming,” she moans, and her body shudders a moment later, her breasts heaving with every breath she takes.
“Fuck, me too.” I spill into my hand as my own orgasm tears through me.
She smiles softly; her eyes half closed. “Best phone sex ever.”
After I clean myself up, I return to the bed with my phone in my hand. “I can’t wait to see you on Saturday. I want to touch you for real. ”
She smiles; her hair fanned out around her on the pillow. “I’m looking forward to it. What do you want to do?”
“You mean, besides run my tongue over your body and make you moan?”
She giggles. “Yes, besides that.”
I shrug. “I don’t know. I was kind of just thinking we’d hang out on the couch with Milo.”
Her smile is contagious, and I grin back when she nods. “That sounds perfect.” She yawns, covering her mouth. “Sorry.”
I shake my head. “Don’t be. It’s pretty late here anyway, so I should probably get to bed.”
“Me too. Promise me you’ll talk to them about the stuff with Alistair tomorrow? Please?”
I sigh, knowing she’s right but dreading it all the same. “I will, I promise.”
“Good. Sleep well, Linc.”
“You too, Addie.”