Noon already? Arcadia's waiting for me to call.

“King William ,” Whatever, stop staring at me, ok? Before her, I was a regular, well-adjusted jerk. I used to fuck ladies, but I never lied to them. With her, I'm double-fucking.

Who am I talking to? Hearing her voice again makes my heart skip a beat.

“Kitten, it's King William ,” I reply gravelly. My intellect and attention are on the line, despite the computer displaying new emails.

Arcadia purrs, “I've been waiting,”

“What?” When she sounds subservient, my cock stiffens. “Kitten, I'm not convinced.”

She says, “I came home to receive your call.”

What's Ifan wearing? Taking control, I ask....