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My fingers pause for a second, hovering over the keypad. I already know what I’m going to say, but once I’ve sent it, there’s no going back.

SkatrGirlPen: Yes, I’m sure.

I hit send as bubbles of excitement fizzle and pop in my stomach.

I can’t believe I’m egging him on… in a public place with all of my friends nearby.

My eyes flash back up to Slade for a moment, and when they do, I see Slade’s eyes on me over his shoulder.

Slade’s attention cuts back to the bar when Oakley drops off his and Reeve’s beers, and by the smile across Oakley’s face, he must be congratulating Reeve and Slade on the win tonight since they both nod.

I revert my attention back to my phone, but unlike texting on my phone, there are no notification bubbles that he’s typing anything.

“Want something to drink? Lake’s going to up to order a round for our table,” Tessa says.

“A glass of wine… sauvignon blanc please. Whatever Oakley already has open is fine, thanks.” I tell her.

Usually, I’d take whatever beer Lake is going to get for rounds, but with this conversation, I need something a little different. Something to sip slowly and something to calm my nerves a little.

Beer, I’ll gulp down too quickly, trying to keep up with everyone else, and then Lake will end up getting me another, rendering me tipsy and capable of saying God knows what to Win. I want more control than that. I want to feel just a little warm and relaxed, that’s all.

WinTheDay067: Is there a line I should be aware of? I don’t want you blocking me after this.

SkatrGirlPen: No line. Tell me anything you want.

“Here you go,” Lake says, dropping off my wine for me.

“Thank you for doing that,” I tell him.

He turns back and heads back for the bar to the rest of the drinks for the table.

I take a couple quick sips as I wait for Win’s reply.

WinTheDay067: First, I would have brought dinner from the small hole-in-the-wall Italian restaurant down the street from my condo.

We’re on the verge of sexting and he’s bringing up food?

Who is this guy?

But I can’t help but smile at the gesture.

SkatrGirlPen: You would have fed me first?

WinTheDay067: It would have been the first time we met in person. I would have taken my time feeding you. First, the pasta…, then my cock.

I laugh out loud the second I read his text. Of course, it was coming; I just had to be patient.

SkatrGirlPen: Is that how you would have started things? With me giving you oral?

WinTheDay067: Jesus, Pen…seeing you text the words “giving you oral” has me hard. But no, we would have started with me licking a line from your tits to your pussy, and I wouldn’t have stopped until you came on my face.

SkatrGirlPen: You would have gone down on me first?

WinTheDay067: I would have devoured you like chicken fettuccini.

I can feel the wetness of my arousal starting to soak my panties. I bite down on my lip as I read it a second time, loving the fantasy of what that would have been like. But the more my imagination takes over, the more the man I’m picturing between my thighs is none other than Slade Matthews.

I try to shake the imagery of Slade's long dark strands of hair twisting between my fingers as I grip ahold of his scalp as he licks me.

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