Page 123 of Sexting His Assistant

The dots appear.

Disappear.

Appear again.

Then nothing.

I wait.

Luka: Answer me.

Nina: Maybe.

Luka: That means yes.

Nina: It means maybe.

Luka: Touch yourself and check.

A full minute passes.

I sit there in the car, shoulder aching, cock hard, phone in my hand, waiting like a man with no control over himself.

Finally:

Nina: You are insane.

Luka: Did you?

Nina: Yes.

I inhale slowly.

Luka: And?

Nina: Yes.

That single word goes through me harder than it should.

Luka: Good.

Nina: You are enjoying this too much.

Luka: You are in your bedroom with no underwear touching yourself because I told you to. I am enjoying it exactly enough.

Nina: I did not say I was still touching myself.

Luka: Are you?

A pause.

Nina: Yes.

I grip myself through my trousers and exhale through my teeth. This is getting out of hang.

Luka: I’m leaving.

Nina: Okay.