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I snapped a picture of myself, sending it to him.
Brett: You look good. Fuck. Those leggings. The first chance I could get, I’d be rolling them down your legs, pushing you against the nearest counter, ripping your panties off, and sinking deep inside you. I’m fucking hard for you right now.
My cheeks got a little warm. Lust fluttered in me.
Me: Brett…
Brett: What, Little Billie? Fucking what? Tell me.
My mouth watered, and I shifted as we were standing, waiting for Travis to grab his checked bag. Seriously. My cunt started to throb for Brett.
Me: Where are you?
Brett: I’m in a meeting with the team. If I wasn’t, I’d be stroking myself and pretending it was your hand. Or better yet, your mouth. I want to feel your lips wrapped around my cock. I want to feel you taking me all the way, and as I sink down inside, as you’d lean down, relax your throat and I could go even farther. I want to violate you in thirty different filthy ways, all dirty and all delicious.
I shifted again, the throb growing. The back of my neck was heating up.
Me: I’d like that. All of it. I’d sink down to my knees for you, and I’d suck you inside my mouth. I want your taste, right now.
Brett: Christ. I want you right now.
Me: Me too.
“What are you doing?” Lo’s voice came out of nowhere.
“Agh!” I screamed, my hands and phone flying in the air. Then I screamed for a whole other reason, because my phone! It was in the air, and I was watching it go down, where it was going to fall to the floor and it was going to break apart, and yes, I was watching it in slow motion, until a hand appeared and plucked it out of the air.
“This yours?” Travis arrived, his checked bag in hand.
I gaped, my lungs concaving.
He frowned at me, his eyes glancing to my phone’s screen.
“NO!” I rushed over to him, grabbing it away. God. Had he seen anything?
I quickly looked. Something happened and the texts were gone. All my apps were pulled up, but my shoulders relaxed. Thank goodness. I quickly pulled up my texts.
Me: I almost dropped my phone. We’re in the airport, about to head to the hotel. Pause this for now?
Brett: I was wondering if something happened. And yes. Me and my dick miss you.
Me: I miss you too. How are you feeling about the game tomorrow?
Brett: Guys are hyped. Everyone is saying Orcas will win—it’s their revenge game from last year’s Super Bowl, but that shit’s not going to happen. We’re heading in for meetings, then are doing dinner tonight and going to bed. I’ll call you when I get to my room. Pick up where we left off? My dick’s already excited.
Me: Okay…
Brett: ….? What’s the …? Don’t leave me and my dick hanging. Him, not so much. He’s at a full salute.
Me: Nothing. It’s nothing. I was just wondering if I could sneak into your room tonight or you into mine, but we shouldn’t. You could get fined.
Brett: Don’t think that I haven’t thought of that, but they gave me a roommate tonight. I’m going to kick him out while we finish our sexting from earlier so don’t worry. We’ll both end the night satisfied.
I chuckled, feeling a little better. He’d been quiet all week, but this Brett seemed like normal Brett. Some piece inside me clicked back into place, the one that had been worried about him.
“Stop sexting your man,” Lo hollered, waiting for me beside our Uber. “Let’s go, woman. We got a hotel to explore and a bar to hit. This mama and her man are on holiday, and we’re going to introduce San Diego to Wine Roger. They’ll never know what hit ’em.”
Me: I gotta go. Lo is on the fun bus and I cannot miss this. I love when she and Roger both get on the fun bus at the same time. Love you. Kick ass.
