“I didn’t say you were a stalker,” she argues back.

“You definitely implied it.”

She lets out a long sigh and looks at me a long moment. I can’t tell if she’s buying it or not.

“Okay, you win,” she suddenly says. She pulls out her cell phone, turns it on, then hands it to me. “So give me a dick pic. Maybe I’ll love it as much as you seem to think I will. I’ve never had a man send me one, so who knows?”

I lean back against the kitchen counter and raise my eyebrows at her. What is she up to now?

“This sounds like a challenge. Do you think I won’t do it?”

She laughs, and I realize this might be the first time I’ve heard genuine laughter coming out of her mouth.

Interesting.

I want to hear her laugh again.

“Oh, I know you’ll do it,” she says. “I bet you’re the type that never turns down a dare.”

True.

I glance down at her phone in my hand.

“Point and shoot, right?”

“Right.”

Her eyes dare me to chicken out.

“I’ll be back in a minute.”

I walk away and head toward the bathroom.

“Whoa!” she yells after me. “Where are you going?”

“To the bathroom.”

“Oh no, you don’t,” she says. “I want to watch this. Come back in here.” She sits down in a chair and curls her legs under her. “Whip out that big boy and show me what you’ve got. You can take your time. I have all day. No pressure.”

Her eyes meet mine. So she is daring me.

I feel my cock starting to swell. If she wants a fucking show, I’ll give her one. And I’ll enjoy every second of it, too.

I undo my belt buckle and reach for the zipper.

“Do you want it soft or hard?” I ask.

“This isn’t a male enhancement ad,” she says. “I don’t need a before and after shot. Definitely hard, don’t you think? But take your shirt off first.”

“Why?”

“Just do it. Humor me.”

I peel off my shirt and toss it to her. She catches it mid-air and laughs again.

Lila is actually enjoying this. I can’t wrap my head around what game she is playing right now and really don’t care.

I’m turned on as fuck.

Finally I’m seeing a glimpse of the girl behind the mask.

And I want her.

Like crazy.

The way she is right now...wild, sexy, and playful.

I switch the phone to my left hand and pull my already semi-hard cock out of my jeans with my right.

How the hell did I end up at this place?

I’m standing here with my dick in my hand while a fucking ATF undercover agent is curled up in a chair grinning at me like a Cheshire cat.