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“Maybe a little. It’s pretty hard not to get carried away with you.”
“Are you carried away now?”
I laugh quietly. It’s painful what’s going on in my jeans. “Um, yeah.”
“Are you hard?”
My mouth goes dry. “So hard.”
“Where are you?”
“In the back of one of the club’s rooms.”
“Why don’t you take it out?”
I can’t believe what I’m hearing, but I love this naughty side. Though we have been sending each other sexy, flirty messages, it’s been nothing like this.
I notice a door at the end of the empty room I’m in.
“Are you in bed?” I ask her as I stride towards the door, hoping it’s a cleaning cupboard or something.
“Yeah.”
“You wearing much?”
“Nope.”
I laugh as I turn the knob on the door and see it’s a storage cupboard, and it locks.
Perfect.
I step inside and lean back on the door. “We really gonna do this?”
She doesn’t seem to hesitate, and I love that she’s in such a fun and flirty mood. It’s so damned hot. “Yeah, I mean, why not?”
“Fuck.”
“Tell me what you’re doing.”
“Leaning back on the door, I’m in a club called Salt. I’m so hard for you, Maddison.”
“Call me Mads,” she pants.
Yeah, she’s told me that before, but I like to alternate. Shit, is she touching herself?
Oh God, please be touching yourself.
“Tell me what you’re doing, Mads. What are you wearing?”
“Just a silk robe,” she says. “I’m naked under it.”
“Are your tits out?”
“They are now.”
Fuck. I need to FaceTime her.
Her voice is really low and breathy. “Ashton, I’m touching myself.”
