Page 38 of Full Body Hit, Part 1

He tidied up, washed his hands, brushed his teeth, like he was waiting for a date to arrive.

He stood in his room, nerves firing, body already heating up.

Charlie

All done

Aunix

Good lunch?

Charlie

Yes thank you Alpha

There was a little pause.

Aunix

Take your shirt off and get on the bed

Fuck. Chase did as he was asked, tingling with the idea of eyes watching him from afar.

Charlie

I’m lying down

Aunix

I want you to touch yourself. Your chest, your neck, your nipples. Concentrate on how that feels. Go slow.

Charlie

Yes Alpha

Chase set his phone beside him and closed his eyes. He arched his neck, starting there. His fingertips traced a phantom path across his glands, making him shiver. He felt his Adam’s apple bob as he swallowed. Dipped into the hollow of his throat.

He went further south, three fingers now across the middle of his chest. His breathing was picking up just from that—from doing what he was told. From imagining it was his Alpha doing it, exploring him bit by bit as if he were something to savour.

He touched his flank, around his belly button, skirting the edge of his sweats. He scratched his nails there, gasping at the sensation on his sensitive skin.

His nipples were peaked, so tender he let out a burst of breath at the first touch.

“Fuck,” he whispered into the air. He was hard in his briefs. It was so dumb—he’d barely done anything—but he was more turned-on than he’d been in a long time.

He was trembling when he picked up the phone again.

Charlie

Please

Aunix

Please what?

Charlie

Please can I take my pants off please