I placed my handbag on the coffee table and looked out of the floor-to-ceiling window.It had a sweeping view of the city lights.Every corner glowed warm and intimate.Unlike the bubbling anxiety that I felt within me.
Maybe I should have booked a normal room.
“They lit a lot of c-candles.”I looked over my shoulder to find Dex in the entrance’s nook.Why does he look constipated?
Damn, the Reddit forums didn’t talk about this.What should I do?
“I’ll powder my nose,” I said, walking towards the bathroom.
“Yeah, sure,” Dex replied, sliding his hands in his pockets.“Uh-huh.Do you need my help to powder your nose?”
I froze and looked at him.His green eyes looked darker in the warm glow of the room that oozed with ‘sexy-time.’He still looked flustered, which made him look cute.
“You want to see me pee?”I asked, raising my brow.
It was my fault.We hadn’t talked about each other’s kinks or fetishes before meeting up.I should have done that before even knowing his name.Damnit.
This was not going as planned at all.
“What?”His eyes widened.“Yes, no—huh?Do you want me to watch you pee?Is that… what you’re into?”
“No, I don’t have that kink,” I said out loud and thought about it.I haven’t tried it ever, but I was sure it would not feel arousing to have someone watch me when I release my toxin?—
“Okay, me either!”He beamed and walked closer.“I’ll just… stay here while you powder your pu—nose.”
“Okay.”
I shut the door and looked at my reflection in the mirror.What the hell is happening?
I did my business.Alone.With no one watching me.I washed my hands, making sure I rinsed them for over twenty seconds.I sighed and tried to think about what the forum had mentioned for the first-time.My phone and the highlighted paper were outside in my purse, so I could only rely on my memory.
How can I be sexy and confident and seduce him?
I sniffed my hair and no—I was not stinking.At all.
Then why did he look so flustered?
Maybe I should just ask him that.
I stepped out of the washroom and froze.He was on the bed, lounging like he owned it, legs spread wide in a way that made my pulse skip.The top buttons of his shirt were undone, exposing a stretch of olive tan skin at his throat.Heat rushed through me so fast it was ridiculous.I felt like a repressed gentleman from the 1800s losing his mind over the glimpse of a bare ankle.
“You’re hot,” I blurted.
Way to be sexy, Katie!
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When I had opened the door of the hotel room, I never ever in my lifetime would have guessed that Katie Martinez would hire me to have sex with her.
We hadn’t seen each other in years andholy fuck—she had gotten hotter.There was an air of authority and sexiness about her sleek straight brown hair that fell just over her shoulder.
My hands fidgeted in my lap while she was busy powdering her nose in the washroom.I felt like a nervous teenager who just went through a growth spurt.
Wait.No.
