They continue their story, a little more animated now, about the mean old golfer with hairy ears.
Bennett looks down at his phone again. If he keeps playing this game, my willpower is going to be shot.
I want to be between your legs so damn bad.
My breath catches, and a flicker of heat travels from my head to my toes and back up.
You’re killing me.
That’s the point.
I try to act as if I’m not seconds from squirming in my seat.
I could have gotten my own fork.
He casually leans back in his chair, one arm draped over the back. The muscle in his jaw flexes once before he types again.
Where would the fun be in that?
Take your phone to the bathroom and send me a picture.
You like to torture yourself.
Yes, especially since seeing you makes me all proud caveman cause you’re mine.
My whole body goes still.
I should say no. I should shut this down. But who am I kidding? I like this game too.
I excuse myself with a quiet, “Be right back,” and slide my phone into my hand.
Darla glances up. “Everything okay? You two have been on your phones this whole dinner.”
“Business,” we say in unison.
“Blue Prairie stuff,” Bennett adds.
“I just need to use the washroom.” I give Darla a smile and push my chair back in before I step away from the table.
Bennett doesn’t look at me as I pass.
I close the door to the downstairs bathroom and lean against it, heart racing. I’ve never sent a dirty text before, but I trust Bennett. I stare at my reflection in the mirror. I’m not fooling anyone in that room. I’m completely flushed, my skin pink.
It feels odd to just take a picture of my pussy. What fun is that? So, I lift the skirt of the sundress, focus more on my inner thigh and the edge of my panties, so he can see the wet spot, and snap a photo.
My finger hovers over Send, second-guessing it, but then I press the button. The moment the message says Delivered, the air leaves my lungs.
My phone buzzes instantly.
Fucking hell, stay right where you are, I’m coming.
I hurry out of the bathroom, not needing him in this small, confined space. If so, his entire family will hear him fucking me because I have no more restraint left.
Right before I enter the dining room, I send one more text.
I expect the same in return just so you know.
Well now’s the time because he’s standing tall and proud at the moment.
