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Hell no, it’s a fact. And yet here I am, late at night, texting away “dot dot dot,” encouraging whatever this moment is to keep going. And I didn’t even pause to think about sending the dots; I just did it! Stop it, Laura! Stop it right now.
     
    Ash: Do you wanna go there? ‘Cause you know I will.
     
    Me: …
     
    Shit! I did it again. It was supposed to be a relaxing night, and instead, this has turned into a sticky, heart-thumping one, and we’re not even saying anything. Well, not really. But every time my phone beeps, my heart reacts like I’m in the middle of a thriller. OMG. This is bad. So bad.
     
    Ash: I can see you, Laura. In front of me. Blushing like you always do.
     
    Ash: You’re on the couch … looking out at the view of the city, trying to stay calm. Trying to breathe. Trying to avoid my stares, but I know you want it as much as I do.
     
    Ash: Sure you may act like you don’t, but you do.
     
    Ash: And I can’t help myself.
     
    Ash: I want you.
     
    Ash. ALL
     
    Ash: OF
     
    Ash: YOU
     
    My pulse is racing. My hands are shaking. I can barely hold onto the phone my hands are so sweaty. But I don’t let it slip from my fingers. I don’t want to miss a word. I wait for his next message, squirming against my sheets as I read it.
     
    Ash: I want your lips.
     
    Ash: I want your ragged breath against my neck as you dig your nails into my skin. You like that, baby, don’t you? You like me feeling down your body. Over your breasts, down your stomach, and then down further.
     
    Ash: Mmm. What do we have here?
     
    Me: …
     
    Ash: You might not be saying anything, but you don’t have to.
     
    Ash: She’s telling me everything I need to know.
     
    Ash: You’re blushing again, beautiful. I can see the hotness in your cheeks.
     
    Ash: Let me …
     
    Oh gawd. Let you what? What Ash? Don’t stop texting now, please .
     
    Ash: Surrender this wall of resistance, and let me…
     
    Ash: T
     
    Ash: A
     
    Ash: S
     
    Ash: T
     
    Ash: E
     
    Ash: You
     
    I close my eyes, letting the phone slip from my fingers. I can see everything in crystal clear detail. She’s so ready—he’s right. My fingers rub against the moist material of my panties. “Push down your panties.” I can hear his deep, gravelly voice whisper in my ear. He’s smiling, pulling the sheets down and off my body. “Spread your legs apart,” he commands. “Now, rest them on my shoulders.”
     
    I do as he says. He leans into my ear, his voice commanding and dark. “Don’t ever resist me again,” he growls, moving lower to flick his tongue over my nipples. “I don’t want to have to tell you twice.”
     
    “You won’t,” I whisper. “I’m yours, Ash. All yours.” I buck against the mattress, writhing in pleasure. “Ashhh,” I breathe into my pillow, “do it again. Fuck me again.”
     
    Ring. Ring.
     
    Shitty, shit! If I thought my palms were sweaty before, they’re a million times worse now. His name is flashing across the screen, but all I can do is stare at it. I’m the press of a button away from hearing his voice again. His beautiful, deep, sexy voice. But I can’t do it to myself. If I pick up, I’ll crumble. I’ll run to his house or beg him to come over. Every part of me wants to speak to him, but I can’t. I can’t trust myself to be around him.
     
    Ring. Ring.
     
    Mel thumps the wall dividing our bedrooms. Then she yells. Really loudly. Man, someone sure stepped on her tail. “Are you gonna get that, Laura?”
     
    “No, Mel.” I rub my eyes, rolling across the mattress as I grizzle at the papered wall. “No, I’m not.”
     
    “Well, can you turn off your frickin’ phone then? I’m trying to get some sleep.”
     
    “Are you? Or are you trying to get it on with your vibrator?”
     
    “Shut up.”
     
    “No, you shut up, Mel.” I laugh loudly. “Ya horny mole!”
     
    “What’s your problem? Missing the beating?”
     
    I throw the covers back, sitting straight up in bed.