My CEO Boss Is A Masked Internet Sensation
Chapter 82: The Wrongly Sent Voice Note

Chapter 82: The Wrongly Sent Voice Note

(Karsten)

I had thought the hunger she had ignited inside me when I kissed her at my Ma’s place would extinguish with this meeting. But once I dropped her at her apartment and headed back, I just couldn’t get her out of my mind.

Reaching back, I parked my bike in the secret underground parking area of my villa and headed inside.

Olphi was waiting for me. He took away my helmet and extra gear except my glove on the right hand. I wished for her scent to linger on me.

"Take the bike to clean up." He nodded without asking any questions.

Heading to my room, I didn’t take off the glove and hit the bath to take a shower. Changing into sweats and a blue tee I dropped on my waterbed and texted her.

Sleep was lost to me and only she lingered in my brain. This was a dangerous road I was taking but I couldn’t help it.

I had to speak to her some more, or I would remain restless the whole weekend, and she wasn’t even speaking to my Karsten version. The Azul part had to do.

I waited impatiently. Maybe she had gone to sleep, she seemed pretty tired after our session on the bike and against the tree.

A smile curled at my lips and I couldn’t help but take off the glove and scent her juices on my hand.

I texted and shared this little information with her as well.

And then two blue ticks appeared under my messages, showing she had read them. An excitement like I had never experienced before, gripped me as I kept my eyes glued on the screen.

She was awake. I needed to see her, so as soon as she replied, I asked if I could do a video call.

I had never waited so desperately for someone’s message, especially a woman’s. But with Arata, I was breaking my own rules, crossing my own boundaries, one at a time.

She took her time to reply.

{We just met, why do you want to do a video call?} She asked and I knew she was teasing me.

{I wish to see your face before I sleep. I want your moans to be the last thing I hear before being consumed by the night.} I shamelessly typed and hit send. My arm bent and rested underneath my head.

{How about I send you a picture instead?} She typed back, teasing me more, making me restless.

{But I want to hear your voice. How will the picture speak?} I sent a pouting emoji with it and placed my cell phone on my chest as I stared at the dark ceiling of my room. The phone pinged instantly and I picked it up.

{Maybe I can send a voice note? I am sleepy and video calls are not my thing. I enjoy speaking face-to-face.} I liked how forward she was and didn’t go through with something she wasn’t comfortable with.

{Then imagine my face between your thighs, licking on that hidden pearl of yours. Just imagine all the wicked things I did to you or will do and send me a voice note and a selfie of yours.}

I only waited for seven minutes and 23 seconds when her voice note and picture dropped. My heart somersaulted in excitement as I opened it. It was a half-body picture.

She was lying in bed with her ruby hair spread all over the pillow as if wildfire had found them. Those eyes, which seemed to carry oceans, stared right at me.

A slow smile had spread on her soft lips and I could taste them against mine. A silken pink nightshirt with tiny hearts on it covered her breasts and belly.

Mouthwatering and adorable—a picture of innocence and yet temptation.

Why was she so perfect?

And then I remembered her voice message. Clicking it open, I let it play. Her soft moans came through the speaker and hit directly into my member, making it erect again.

What was about her voice that drew me so much? She was a seductress without even knowing it.

The voice message was one minute long and I heard it on repeat when I finally realised I had to reply to her.

Quickly I typed.

{Words can’t describe your beauty, Phoenix. I wish you were here with me, and I would immerse myself in you...the way you whimper makes me want to take you again and again.}

But this message remained unread. She seemed to have drifted off to sleep.

{Good night, Curvy Phoenix.} I sent one last text and played her voice note again. I couldn’t get enough of those hoarse needy whimpers of hers.

I had no clue how much time elapsed.

Sleep began to overtake me and I remembered I had texted her through my Karsten number. I was just opening the messages to check if she had seen them when my phone chimed with a notification.

*Arata has sent you a voice note.*

Wasn’t she asleep? Why was she sending voice notes on my Karsten number? It was not like her.

Intrigued, I opened the message and saw it had the same time duration as the other she had sent me.

Ohhh!

Could it be that she slept with her phone over or underneath her body and sent the same voice message on my work number?

This was going to be so epic and hilarious and I heartily wished that was the case because seeing her embarrassed and those fluffy cheeks to turn like cherries was so worth it.

Opening the message I pressed play and Arata had not disappointed, she had exactly sent the same voice note here or her sleepy self most probably had.

I was going to tease her so badly. An evil plan formulated in my brain.

Oh! Man, she was going to be so pissed at herself and me as well when she was going to realise what she had done.

But most importantly I wanted to see what excuse she was going to conjure up for the voice note.

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