Hadleigh: This is different, and you know it. I can’t be the person who comes between you two.

Knox: Why? Because the morning after our date, you kissed him after he told you he had feelings for you?

I don’t bother beating around the bush. The sooner she realizes both of us are interested, the better.

Hadleigh: Guess you heard then, huh?

Knox: Yep, right from the horse’s mouth.

Her text bubble pops up and then disappears. An entire minute passes before she says anything.

Hadleigh: I didn’t expect him to come over and confess his feelings. It was a total shock.

My body is on fire.

Knox: If you like him, you can tell me. We only had one date, Hads. You won’t hurt my feelings. Not like we did anything serious.

Hadleigh: You don’t have to be a dick. What happened between us was more than that.

Knox: I’m not trying to be. I’m just stating facts.

Hadleigh: No, you’re just trying to push me away because shit’s starting to feel real, and you don’t know how to handle that.

Knox: Maybe. Perhaps you should come over and remind me how you taste. I’ve cleared you off a place to sit…on my face.

Hadleigh: Knox…

Knox: Tempting, isn’t it?

Hadleigh: I’m already conflicted, and you’re not making this easy on me.

Knox: Nothing’s easy when it comes to me, baby. You’ll learn that sooner or later.

Hadleigh: So you wanna see me again or no? Time to be an adult and communicate.

Damn, she’s the second person today to tell me that.

Knox: Already missing me that much?

Hadleigh: No. You’re annoying.

Knox: Just admit it. You’ve been thinking about my piercings, haven’t you?

I smile, wondering if I’ve been on her mind as much as she’s been on mine. Based on these texts, I’d say so.

Hadleigh: God, you’re arrogant.

Knox: You want them inside you, don’t you, dirty girl?

Hadleigh: Knox, I’m at work…

I chuckle, just envisioning her squeezing her thighs together as she grows wetter.

Knox: When you’re touching that cute little clit of yours, who comes to your mind?

I continue to push her, knowing how much she likes it. My blood pumps hard as I think about her gorgeous naked body and her sweet pants as she spills over the edge. It takes her at least a minute to start typing again.

Knox: Tell me, Hads. Don’t lie.

Hadleigh: You.

Knox: That’s my good girl. And what do you imagine me doing to you?

I’m getting hard thinking about the ways I’d ravage her perfect little pussy.

Hadleigh: You amateur. There are no limits in my fantasy.

I chuckle at her cocky response. There’s the Hadleigh I know.