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Your picture only comes in for the bronze medal, unfortunately.

She made him wait less than five seconds before she hit him with a single-word response.

Explain.

Over the next fifteen minutes, he did so, fingers tapping rhythmically on his phone’s screen as hebragged aboutdescribed the magnificent events that had transpired between him and Tess. Once he’d finished typing out the perhaps overly detailed transcript of events, he waited impatiently for her next reply. When it came, not as a congratulation or a claim that he was pulling her leg, his brow furrowed.

So, what’s next?

I’m going to visit again tomorrow,he typed out.

Yeah, but. What. Is. Your. Plan? Seems like you had a very productive day. How do you plan to advance things even more tomorrow?

Liam set his jaw, trying to come up with an answer for her. A few minutes passed by, with him regularly typing something out, finding it lacking, then deleting it.

I’ll take your perpetual typing bubble to mean that you don’t have one,Avril replied.Would you like your sexy tutor to help you out? I will. From what I can tell, Anna had a great day because of you, so I don’t mind giving you a lesson off the clock.

Rolling his eyes, he typed out that he’d like that.

You’ve got to keep the momentum going,she told him.Make sure you remember what I said about going at the pace she’s comfortable with, but don’t take your foot off the gas otherwise. You got a feel today. You’d better get at least that tomorrow. And the next day. And the next. And you get the picture. Don’t let today turn into a one-time thing. Instead, turn it into another habit, like those jogs of hers. I bet she’s over there thinking about things just like you are now. Whatever you do, do not let her think what happened today was a mistake, or that you’re not as into her tomorrow as you were today.

As always, when Avril hit him with a reminder that her carefree recklessness, like sending a nude picture of herself when she knew he was with her roommate and one of her professors, was only a part of her, it caught him off guard. Her advice reinforced his confidence and soothed the bulk of his anxiety. So, it was completely his fault for thinking she wouldn’t follow up with an utterly ridiculous statement immediately afterward.

For a next goal, you should be striving to manage, you need to make her cum, but not let her return the favor right away.

Liam stared at the bizarre statement, closed his eyes, and then sighed. He could practically envision Avril cackling to herself on her couch or in bed as she typed out the ridiculous sentence.

Sure. I’ll get right on that.

If you think I’m teasing you, know that I’m not, Avril typed out.I’m being completely serious with you.

He stole her earlier message.Explain.

Tess is one hundred percent caregiver material. If you ever do something nice for her, she’ll want to do something nice for you.

Memories proving Avril right waved at him as they gathered in his mind, interrupting his reading. The time he’d bought extra girl scout cookies while she was away on vacation, knowing how much she loved thin mints, then gifted them to her. She’d gifted him a sixty-dollar gift card—far more than he’d paid for the cookies—to his favorite restaurant, which he’d only off-handedly mentioned once to her months earlier. The time he’d joined in the search and ultimately been the one to find Douglas’s sister’s dog, who’d gotten out when they’d been watching the little ankle-biting menace while she was recovering from some surgery. Tess had gotten him a cake for that one.

So… yeah, he couldn’t find anything to disagree with Avril’s claim. He let his eyes scroll through the rest of her message.

So, if you make her cum, which might be the first time someone other than her electric friend has made her do so in years, but then don’t ask for anything as a reward…

She ended the text with an ellipsis, clearly intending for him to finish her thought in his reply.

Then she’ll probably decide to reward me with something bigger than what I did for her later.

Ding, ding, ding! Also, no probably about it.

Liam again wondered how best to respond to her. Eventually, he opted for an,Okay, I’ll try and make that happen.

Good. Now, call me.

Liam frowned, puzzled.Why?

A blizzard’s cold load has buried the roads between us, which means I can’t give you an in-person lesson. So that you don’t fuck this up when you slip those hands of yours between her thighs, I’m going to teach you what you need to know. You’re welcome.

A call ensued. Liam left it almost an hour later with his ears still burning, vivid memories of Avril’s explicit descriptions and explanations on what salacious acts got her off best—though, with several reminders that Tess might like different variations of what she detailed—blaring within his mind. The last sound of her voice in his ears involved her wishing him well, and demanding an immediate update once he made his attempt. Plugging in his phone so it could charge and shutting his eyes, tired as he might be, sleep did not come quickly that night.

Chapter Twenty-Four

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