TASTE ME 9

“What?” he rudely answers the phone.

I quirk a brow and look at the screen of my phone, he had no reason to bark into my ears.

“Father Aryan, is that a way to talk to someone with special prayer needs?”

He murmurs underneath his breathe, I hear shuffling in the background, like he was leaving his present environment.

“I thought I asked you never to call me anymore?”

“Unless it is an order from my Dom, I don’t see any reason to listen to you.”

“I just saw you few hours ago, what stunt do you want to pull this time?”

Stunts? That I haven’t heard in a while, that is all my parents thought I did, pull stunts. They were right of course, I very much enjoy pulling stunts, if it makes them angry, even better.

“Can you come out?”

“It is almost nine pm, whatever it is can wait till tomorrow.”

“It can’t. seriously, it can’t.”

He heaves a huge sigh, like one struggling with the weight of the world on his shoulders. He has very beautiful shoulders too, my legs would look perfect slu