Phone Sex Novels & Stories

even Kelvin and Kiara wouldn't do that. "Pick up the phone you dummy!" she gritted impatiently.. Meanwhile at the other end.. Xander sat up from his bed, he turned down the volume of his TV when he heard his phone's familiar ringtone.. The unfamiliar number flashed on his screen, in the last few days, he had received numerous calls from different strange numbers.. Those of which turned out to be his past chics, they suddenly wanted an explanation after he declared an end to their relationship.. He dropped his phone beside him and resumed watching the business news on his TV..

"In my bed naked. I want to have phone sex with you. - ADAM WHITLOCK, CEO OF WHITLOCK'S GROUP OF COMPANIES Her eyes widened. Then, she read it again, hoping that she might read it wrong. "Oh my God! What the hell is this? How does he know my number? Phone sex...eww! I can't do that! That's too much!" she shouted that almost echoed in the corner of her room. After a few seconds, her phone rang. It felt like she's burned as she saw Adam's number in the screen. So, she quickly threw it against the wall, causing it to stop from ringing. She just winced as she saw it shattered into pieces.

Stella added, trying to comfort him. Sean slowly looked at Stella. His face was pale and his eyes were bloodshot. In his eyes, Stella could see something sinister brewing. "Do you have her phone number?" "Yes, I'll call her now and you can talk to her personally," Stella still hoped that Sean could be with Eli. She took out her mobile phone and dialed Eli's number. "I'm sorry, but the number you have dialed is not in service," A cold machine-like voice could be heard on the phone.

Porter responded without any hesitation, “Mr. Wade, please tell me the phone number that you want me to check, and I’ll get someone to look into it!” Charlie told Porter the phone number immediately, and Porter called Charlie back after a mere three minutes. After Charlie was connected, Porter said, “Mr. Wade, I got someone to look into the phone number that you sent me. This number is a cell phone number from Canada, and the operator is Bell Communications.

On the other side was red script writing. Angels and Demons, it read at the top with a number underneath. And just under that, it said, for all your phone sex needs. Julian rolls his eyes. Trust Kaden to leave that here. He was about to place it back down and continue his route to the bedroom when he thought to himself, why the fuck not? He was an adult. There was nothing stopping him from calling them and giving it a go. If he didn't like it, he could just hang up and pretend it never happened.

On the other end of the line, less than two rings, quickly picked up the phone. "Hello, director Cadell, this is Phelan Darius."

As these thoughts were running through his mind, his phone started ringing, jolting him back to reality. Without hesitating, he took his phone that was on the center table and checked the caller ID, but it was an unknown number. Furrowing his brows, he picked up the call and placed it on his ear while wondering who it was. "Hello, who is this?" Xavier asked after placing the phone on his ear. "Good evening, Xavier. How are you doing?" A female voice sounded through the phone, and immediately he frowned. "Hello, are you still there?" The female voice asked when he stayed some minutes without saying a word.

Cecelia said as she gave her phone to Mister black. " Thanks for your understanding, and if you continue to cooperate with us, then we aren't going to have any problem with each other. The only number you are allowed to call with this phone is your parents' number and the number of our boss here. We won't tolerate it if you end up calling someone else with this phone, except both of your parents. Our boss number is the only number you have on the phone, but keep it in mind that you can't call him whenever you like ". The man said while Cecelia just nodded her head, as a means of understanding.

I am really truly starting to get worried. And to make it worse, I have tried phoning both Xavien and her, and their phones are off. Now Mekayla, I know, can be careless and let her phone die, but Xavien, well, the man is a little more disciplined. I don't even know if they have a number at home that I can dial, but I do know what the name of his company is.

Just a photo. Jaxon’s car, parked outside his office building. Another timestamp. Taken today. I showed him. His face went tight instantly. “We need to shut your phone off,” he said. “They’re tracking you somehow.” “I’ve had the same number since high school,” I said slowly. “I never thought to change it.” He pulled his own phone out and powered it off. “Mine too. We'll use the landline here if we need to call someone.” “There’s a landline?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.