Me: I am now. How are you feeling?
I wanted to roll my eyes at the fuckboy message. Texting late at night? We both knew why he was messaging me, but still, I squealed like a schoolgirl and clenched my thighs together. Moth was texting me. Me! I'd mentally prepared myself for a one-night stand, especially after he'd confessed that he was married.
Moth: Better. I've been exploring. So much better than Gloriana's tour.
Moth: You want to see what I've found?
Me: Sure.
A picture came through, and my heart skipped a beat. There he was, in a blue jumpsuit and his mask, taking a full mirror selfie. My body reacted unnaturally. Why was I attracted to that suit?
Moth: I found the rest of the costume.
I tried to contain myself. I'd said just earlier tonight I couldn't keep going back and forth but...A video came through, and I eagerly pushed play. Moth turned the camera around to show me the room. I gasped. The walls were all mirrors, from floor to ceiling. The furniture was minimal, with just a grand piano and a single chair.
Me: Where did you find that room?
Moth: Third floor. You should join me.
It was late. I knew what he wanted and that it was wrong. I shouldn't be attracted to someone who only wanted me while wearing a costume, but I couldn't be that angry when I was using him myself. My eyes flickered to the door that led to the suite, where Priest was. Despite how good it was with him, the moment we left the hotel, we’d be forced to return to how we were. I needed to move on. Slowly, I climbed out of bed.
Me: I'm putting on my robe. Where on the third floor?
Moth: No robe, come in whatever flimsy little nightie you're wearing and nothing else.
Me: No bra?
I glanced at myself in the standing mirror. My nightgown was sheer. In the light, everything was visible.
Moth: Absolutely, Laney.
Moth: Be a good girl and do what I tell you to do.
I stared at the words for a long time.
Moth: I'm waiting.
Me: Okay.
I searched for my heels and slid them on. My hands shook as I reached for the knob. What if someone saw me? How mortifying it would be? My phone pinged.
Moth: What did I tell you?
Moth: If you don't come to me, I'll be forced to come to you. Do you like to be punished, Laney?
His words sent my pussy spiraling.Did I like to be punished?
Me: I’m on my way. You didn’t tell me where on the 3rd floor.
Moth: Figure it out.
Me: What are you going to do to me if I’m late?
Moth: Don’t be.
I bit down on my lip until I tasted blood. Taking a slow, deep breath, I opened my door and crept out into the hall. My hands went over my chest instantly, and my phone pinged. I tilted the screen to see Moth's text.
Moth: Put your arms down. I want anyone that comes out to see your perfect tits.
