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Everything I said bum-rushed my form the same as if I was on the field, running for the end zone and being taken down at the last second by the opposing team’s linebackers. The wind left my body as though I’d had the breath knocked right out of me. My gaze on her became crystal clear and I could see the two of us in the future. A lifetime of laughing and teasing one another. Happiness in a forever kind of way.
In that moment, I realize I’m falling for this woman, and I’ve never laid my hands on her.
Mind.
Blown.
“I’m going to let you finish your routine. I’ve uh,” I point to my situation, “got something to take care of. See you at ten.” I blow her a kiss.
“I can hardly wait, Evan. I’ll see you at ten.”
With a flick of my fingers I head back inside and straight to the bathroom.* * *
SADIETen minutes to ten o’clock and I’m a tingle of nerves and anticipation. Nervous because what if I do something he doesn’t like, or it doesn’t look attractive through the screen? What if my stomach makes that roll shape when I sit down? Everyone has a sit-down roll, I think? I crunch my stomach up and back in the attempt to see what Evan might see.
Groaning, I flop back on my bed, my laptop next to me. Why am I worried at all? He’s a man. Men like naked women, and he’s made it very clear he likes my shape and seemed rather fond of my breasts earlier today. Perhaps I can focus on those. Distract his vision with the boobage, a guaranteed crowd pleaser.
What if he wants me to put the camera between my legs?
Oh my God! No way am I doing that.
Probably not. Hmm. I’ll want to see between his thighs most definitely. It’s only fair that if he shares, I share.
Okay, maybe if things get super-heated, I’ll give the ole crotch shot a whirl.
I clench my jaw and check the time. Eight minutes have passed and I’m lying on my bed in a teal satin camisole and panty set. There are lace triangles covering my breasts, but you can still see ample cleavage. Under the breasts the cami glides along my ribcage and over my abdomen. The panties are a stretchy lace thong that has a saucy satin bow at the top of my ass crack—as though I were offering my ass up as a gift.
Technically it’s true. In a manner of speaking.
The notification that I’m receiving a video call flashes and I curve to my side on the bed and rest my head in my hand. I attempt to portray an attractive pose and an air of calmness I absolutely do not feel as I press the button to accept the call.
Evan’s smiling gorgeous face and upper body appear on the screen. He’s bare-chested and grinning like a loon. He must have the computer resting on his lap because I can see he’s in bed, leaning up against a wooden headboard with a stack of pillows behind him.
I can’t help but tip my head back and laugh instantly. “We’re such dorks. You realize that, right?” I tease.
He grins and sits up straighter, eyes widening as he looks his fill. “Desperate times call for desperate measures, right?”
“Are we really desperate, though? I mean we’re safe. We’ve got an excellent view to enjoy every day. The Internet, TV, phone, Candy Crush, you know, the important things. We’re not destitute.”
“No, we’re not, but you forgot to mention the most important thing.”
I tap my bottom lip and think about it. “You’re right. Snacks. We have lots of snacks. We’re set.”
He groans but follows it up with a laugh. “Nah, sweetheart, we have each other. I look forward to seeing your face each day, hearing your voice. This may sound incredibly cheesy but you’re the calm in my storm right now. Without you, I’d be losing my mind.”
“Well, that’s one way to get a woman to hop in bed with you. Too bad—I already have. As previously mentioned, neither of us is taping anything or doing screenshots etcetera and we both respect each other’s privacy. Now show me your dick.”
He laughs hard and I watch while every boxy abdominal muscle moves with the effort. His pecs and biceps flex delectably and my mouth waters.
“You go right for the good stuff, eh?” He purses those succulent, plump lips.
I shrug. “Isn’t that how this is supposed to work?”
“It’s pretty safe to say we make our own rules and I’m only going to show you mine if you show me yours first.” He shrugs nonchalantly.
“What! Good sir, I protest. How rude and ungentlemanly. I’m supposed to be the delicate flower you’re wooing into having dirty video sex with.” I pout for good measure.
