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“Good night, darling. Sweet dreams. I hope you’ll think of us when you play with yourself later,” the woman says.
She’s talking to me again?!
Their footsteps carry them across the stone floor, as they both laugh at my expense.
I hang my head in shame.
I shouldn’t have witnessed that. I should’ve let them know they weren’t alone in the bathroom, but nooooooo, I watched, listened and dare I say, enjoyed that naughty episode.
Arianne Buchanan, you’re a vile, filthy, lewd woman.
I’m also turned on like a light switch.
I’m so fucking wet, I’m surprised my juices aren’t dripping down my legs.
I’m taken aback by how my body reacted to something so forbidden.
When I’m certain I’m alone, I flush, grab my evening bag, and step out of the stall.
I look left, then right.
The coast is clear.
I approach the counter and study my face in the mirror. Pure carnal lust stares back at me.
It only takes a split second for me to make the decision.
I place my bag on the counter, search underneath my dress and pull down my panties before stepping out of them.
I’m sure if I were to wring them, I could soak the floor.
With my heart still beating hard and my panties bunched up in my hand, I rush out of the bathroom, and race back to the ballroom. I spot Beckett the second I walk in. I find my composure and approach him.
“Where the hell were you?” he asks. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you. I was just about to send a search party. It’s like you disappeared into thin air. I even tried calling your phone without a response—”
“The organizers asked us to put our phones on vibrate before walking into the room. I turned mine off.” I’m fully aware I avoided answering his question.
“You had me worried,” he says.
My heart stutters.
He’s someone I could really like.
You already do, you fool.
“I didn’t mean to,” I say.
He caresses my cheek. “You’re forgiven.”
A swarm of butterflies dance in my belly as I debate if I have the courage to do what’s been playing in my head since the salacious peep show.
“Arianne, what’s going on?” he asks.
“I think maybe we should cut the evening short.”
I don’t recognize the brazen woman speaking.
He cocks an eyebrow.
