Page 37 of A Touch of Rose


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Blue: And make it easier for you to stalk me?

I look over at Lorenzo, making sure he’s not paying attention. Thankfully, he’s also on his phone.

Me: At this point, I just might. You’d fuck me, right?

Blue: No. Well, maybe. What do you look like again?

Me: Pink hair, big boobs. What else do you need to know?

Blue: Show me.

I stare at my phone screen for a long moment. Blue and I have never even exchanged names.

“Fuck it,” I whisper, sending him a photo I’ve been saving for a few weeks. I was feeling myself. Took a bunch of sexy selfies. I send the image, holding my breath. I chance another glance at Lorenzo, worried he’ll know what I’m up to based on the look in my eyes.

He’s enamored by whatever conversation he’s having. His face lights up with whatever he’s looking at, and when he frowns, I wonder who he’s talking to.

Blue: Holy fuck, Kitty.

Blue: You look hot as fuck.

Blue: How are you still a virgin?

Me: Stop, you’re making me blush. But thank you.

I look at the picture I just sent. I’m in nothing but rose gold lingerie. The pose is suggestive. I’m on my knees in my bed, hands on my thighs, pushing my breasts together. One hand hides my nipples, and I’m biting my lip between my teeth, making what I hope is a fuck-me-hard face.

Blue: Fuck. I want to say so many inappropriate things right now.

Me: Like what?

Instead of a reply, I get a picture.

I can’t see his face. But I can see the long length of his body. Taut muscles and defined abs. Then there’s his cock. Jesus, that’s impressive.

Blue: Does that answer your question?

Me: What state do you live in again? Is there a reason we’ve never met in real life?

Blue: We live in the same state. And because you’ve never brought it up before now. I guess you like my cock, then, if you’re trying to pay it a visit after just one pic?

Me: When you say it like that, I do sound…desperate.

Blue and I have been talking nearly every week since I was eleven. I’m scared that he’ll get to know the real me and decide he wants nothing to do with me.

Blue: The truth is, I’m not good at relationships. I was scared I’d ruin everything if we met, which is why I’ve never brought it up.

Me: Should we rewind to ten minutes ago? Back before we saw each other's goodies? Still friends?

Blue: Always Kitty. ;)

I shove my phone into my purse after that, ignoring it, and doing my best to erase the entire conversation from my mind.

I’m so horny, I nearly ruined my second-longest friendship.

That picture, though? It’s got my head all messed up.

As we approach the elevator to take us up to the cabins, Ren turns to me.

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