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I took a deep breath, copied the mobile number from the email, opened up my texting app and took a chance.
Ari
I paidfor the petrol and opened the maps app on my phone to compare it to the tourist paper map in my hand. I was checking out how far I was from the Airlie Beach caravan park when a text popped up, stopping me dead in my tracks.
Unknown: Hi Ari, nice surprise to find you wanted to swap numbers *winky face*
Unknown: So how’s Bessie’s muffler?
Unknown: and what’s your favourite colour?
I blinked at my phone’s screen. If this was a scammer, this was a somewhat strange way of getting my attention.
Unknown: Mine’s Kawasaki green BTW. Just like my motorbike.
How random.
Me: I think you have the wrong number.
Unknown: Is this Ari?
Wait a second … Bessie, mufflers, motorbikes. My thighs clenched.
Unknown: Got an email saying I was matched with you from the speed dating night.
Unknown: Keen to know how you and the van are going. I feel emotionally invested in Bessie
Me: Jet?
Unknown: Yep
Me: how did you get my mobile?!
Unknown: I told you we were matched. From speed dating.
I flicked back to my emails and tapped my foot as they downloaded. There it was. Mum had forwarded Jet’s details witha brief message from the speed dating night that I had matched with him.
Bloody hell.Mum!
Unknown: Is everything okay?
Unknown: You sound freaked out, even for a text. I assumed you wanted to swap details? Cos of the email
I took a deep breath and swore.
Me: I think Mum took liberties and matched us.
Unknown: Ah. Shit. I’ll delete your number. No harm done
Unknown: I never got to say I really enjoyed meeting you and our weekend together.
Jethro Cummings had delivered beyond his promise. I’d come four times.Four!With his tongue, with his fingers, and twice with,ahem, Wonder Dick.
He’d whispered affectionate nothings while we lay there, sated and boneless.You’re so fucking gorgeous … You smell amazing, like honey and coconut.My core tightened at the memory of how Jet’s dirty talk had unravelled me every time.I want the taste of your sweet pussy on my lips. Your tits are the best I’ve ever sucked. Are you ready to come so hard you’ll forget your ex’s name?
Multiple orgasms were not an urban legend after all. Nor was I broken. Jet definitively proved that Wes lacked in sexual talent. Jet was a master between the sheets; he knew where to touch me and kissed me in places I didn’t even know would turn me on. And he whispered, sweet-talked and outright commanded me in bed.
I fanned myself with the map.
