@redreads
You haven’t even seen my face yet.
@ropesandchainsexciteme
Lucky guess. Your body rivals Aphrodite, Red. My mouth is watering.
@redreads
I’m blushing hardcore over here. You really made me nervous. Can I see you?
I bite into the side of my cheek again. I don’t have a ton of photos of myself, and I’m not going to send anything too sexual to her. She’s still innocent, and I’m not going to be the one whochanges that. I scroll through until I find something mild enough that won’t give away my identity.
@ropesandchainsexciteme
I’m with a friend right now, but here’s one from my camera roll.
I send her a photo from the last time I fought before Bruce beat my ass. I had bruises all over my upper back, and my grandfather insisted on sending a photo to his friend who was a nurse to see if I needed medical attention.
The photo was taken in his room, which I don’t think Dolly has ever been inside. I crop out my head so she can only see my back and shoulders and the plain white wall with an elk head mounted on it. My grandfather loved to take me hunting.
@redreads
Oh my gosh … muscles. You’re, like, stupid hot. What do you do for a living, bench-press cars? Why all the bruises?
I try not to smile at the compliment.This is twisted and fucked up, and you can’t go there with her. Put a stop to it.
My fingers don’t listen to my internal monologue.
@ropesandchainsexciteme
You’re sweet, Red. I got in a fight. I don’t want to corrupt a sweetheart like you. Maybe someone else would be better to get experience with. It has nothing to do with you not looking fucking delicious, trust me.
@redreads
I appreciate you being honest. But also, you seem perfect. I’m sort of emotionally … unavailable right now. I want someone hot to just talk dirty to me. I need to distract myself from this other jerk I’ve had a crush on for forever. I need to get over him. It doesn’t have to mean anything. What if we promise to never show our faces or use our real names and just have some fun?
I wipe a hand over my face. Dolly returns with her popcorn and wine. She also brings me a cold beer, extending it out to me. Her fingers wrapped around the can makes me picture them wrapped around something else.
“Thanks,” I tell her, forcing my eyes back to the TV without looking into her eyes. I can’t face her right now.
She’s talking about me. I’m the jerk who makes her feel unwanted. I’m the jerk who won’t cross that line with her.
Maybe this is how I can make it up to her. Sexting her might just give her the confidence she needs to get over her childhood crush on me that can never turn into anything more. I’m still detached from that side of myself. Dolly deserves better than the orphan incapable of love.
@ropesandchainsexciteme
All right, Red. You got a deal. Strictly online only, okay? I’ll be your anonymous sexting buddy. Let me just start by saying, if I were given one last meal on earth, it would be the one you have right between those thighs because all I can think about is how much I wish I could taste you.
The gasp from across the living room is all I need to hear to know this plan is going to end in disaster.
19
DOLLY
I’m growing wet between my thighs. I wish it were Sam talking dirty to me, but Ropes is sexy, and he has the dirtiest mouth I’ve ever heard. With Sam in the room with me, the act makes me feel … hot. And a little naughty.
“What do you want to watch?” he asks in a gravelly voice.
