“Uh. Let’s hypothetically say there might be.” My breath was short, tingling all over my body.
“The most… recent one you had… posted.”
I bit my lip hard. “That’s the…I’ve been waiting so long for you to get home—”
“Fuck, don’tsayit,” she groaned, turning sharply away, covering her face more. This was the hottest experience of my life. If I died right now, I’d have no complaints. I leaned a little closer, heat bubbling between my thighs, a smile on my face.
“You like that, then, huh?” I teased. “Into the idea of someone waiting for you while you’re at work…”
“Bridget,” she said, sharp with alarm, voice urgent, wide eyes. Was she turned on? WasVictoriaturned on? From me flirting with her? Holyshit.
“I’m not mad at you,” I laughed. “I put things online so people can enjoy it. My best friends all read and listen to and watch my stuff too. And I do the same for them. You can watch as many as you want to.”
She stopped, clearly not even daring to breathe, looking at me through wide eyes. “Are… are you… sure? I mean, you didn’t want me to find out—”
“I didn’t know if you’d be weird about it.” Oh my fucking god, I wanted her so badly right now. “But we’re here now, so you could watch them, talk to me about them, anything you want to.”
“I…”
I bit my lip, heart pounding as I ventured, “I mean, if you wanted, we could, um… we could recreate that one.”
“Recreate—” Her voice caught.
“It’s Wednesday. I know the days don’t mean anything when you’re freelancing like you are right now, but I know you like to maintain a work schedule anyway.” I pushed my luck, put my hand on her arm, caressing down it, and I felt like I lost my mind when she jolted and leaned into it, muscles in her neck tightening. She was genuinely into this. I was going to die. “So maybe you can go out to a coffee shop or something, work until five, and come home to… me.”
Her pupils dilated, and she mouthed a silentfuckbefore she managed, in an awkward half-laugh, “You’d… want… to do that?”
I would worship every inch of her perfect body this instant if it was what she wanted. “I…” I started, not sure how to take it from here. “Listen, you probably know at this point how horny I am all the time. But I’ve beensodeprived lately because I’mtrying to be respectful and not be a creepy sex pest like your boss was, but I’m so attracted to you that I haven’t been able to get off thinking about anything but you. In fact, I just got off thinking about you like half an hour ago, because I was trying to focus on something else but I couldn’t stop thinking about the way you looked at me when we were having breakfast on Saturday.”
“You—you did,” she said, eyes wide, looking me over. I probably could have come just from her looking at me like that. My legs spread without me trying to.
“Mm. It was incredible. So, um… thanks for… keeping me company? Even though you weren’t there to, you know, literally keep me company. Like, physically.”
She blushed harder, biting her lip. “Did you… um…”
“I promise you I’ve fielded weirder questions than whatever you’re about to ask.”
She swallowed, and she dropped her voice to a whisper. “Did you use a… a toy?”
If she was curious, I could show her the world. I felt a stirring in my thighs as I nodded. “Do you want to see what I used?”
She pressed her thighs together. “I… I do.”
I wanted so badly right now to take her to my room, show her the grip vibrator I’d used, show her how to use it, and then eat her out while it was inside her. I was already making a mess in my underwear thinking about it. But I bit my lip and I smiled impossibly wide, and I said, “I’ll show you, then. After work today.”
“Fuck—Bridget,” she said, voice desperate, her chest heaving.
“Unless you don’t like that?”
She wrung her hands. “I won’t get any work done.”
“Me neither.”
She hesitated, a shy look on her face, shrinking into herself. “I shouldn’t be… like this…”
“Says who?” I put my hand on her thigh, and when she gasped and opened her legs, I almost lost my composure. I wanted to kiss her so badly, it hurt. “I’m like this all the time.”
“Mm… it’s just… I’m—I’m not looking to date or be serious or…”
