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Panic squeezes around my heart, sending my blood whooshing in my ears.
No, no, no!
My fingers work quickly over my phone, my freshly manicured nails tapping against the glass.
Me 12:33 PM
Please tell me you didn’t wipe my hard drive!
Bubbles appear quickly.
Theo 12:33 PM
Of course I did. You had so many duplicates, it was slowing everything down.
My breath stalls, but then another message comes through.
Theo 12:34 PM
I uploaded everything to the cloud except zipped files with your clients’ info. I put that on a temporary flash drive until your computer was wiped. If you go to your Finder, you’ll see everything there and organized.
I quickly slide my finger over the trackpad and open the folders, and sure enough, everything is there, neat and organized. There’s also a significantly less number of files.
I push out a relieved breath, but then it gets stuck in my throat. If he went through everything, moved and labeled, that means hesaweverything.
Shit.
Embarrassment turns my fingers into immovable concrete, and dries my throat out completely.
My phone dings.
Theo 12:37 PM
Everything there?
Shakily, I force my hand to move, my eyes scanning over the folders until I find what I’m looking for. He labeled it “Inspiration.”
A quick double click confirms what I feared. He organized my romantic porn. They’re all there, ranked according to some unknown system, anda few of which I don’t even recognize.
1- The Waves ofTahiti
2- Picnic on Walsh Hills
3- Only a Princess Until Midnight
My eyes flit to the unfamiliar titles, uncertainty and curiosity forcing me to see what doesn’t belong. Whatheadded.
7- Breeding the Queen
9- Swallow Every Drop
12- My Wasteful Little Slut
My cunt clenches around nothing as I go over the titles, each of them growing more explicit. A mix of embarrassment and arousal slips through me, tugging me in conflicting directions.
Sam was absolutely horrified when I asked him to wrap his hand around my throat. It was a baby step I decided to take after realizing I wanted more than simple missionary. Turns out, Sam has a very strong belief that sex is meant to be beautiful, not full of debauchery.
But that’s what I wanted—the sweet, the sloppy, the mind bending—and he wouldn’t have it. He didn’t even want me looking at him during oral, for crying out loud.
