Page 70 of Crave Me

“You know why better than most.”

I shook my head. “That was over two years ago. You’ve changed since then. But it’s clear you don’t trust in that. You should. I’ve seen it for myself. Bastian has too, or he wouldn’t have opened the way for you to rebuild your relationship.” I gestured at the phone. “Besides, it’s clear she’s down with who you are with the rest of these messages.”

Ashley: Tips lol. You don’t need that from me, I like your look. Especially your club looks at Haywire. Seen you there a couple of times.

Damien: Why didn’t you say hi?

Ashley: I was in stalking mode lol.

Damien: Seriously?

Ashley: I’m kidding, but I was checking you out. Maybe once the situation you guys are wrapped up in is dealt with, we can hang there?

Damien: Sure thing. I’ll get you the VIP treatment.

Ashley: From you?

Damien: Well, my staff handle that sort of thing.

Ashley: Maybe you can handle it with me.

Ashley: You are the big, bad wolf after all, right?

Damien: You’ll be safe with me. That’s a promise.

Ashley: Safe is overrated. What you up to right now?

Damien: Spent the day hanging with my baby bro, just about to work out. How about you?

Ashley: Long day at a photo shoot, chilling in my hot tub. Wanna help me relax?

I looked up at Damien. “You didn’t respond to that?”

“I didn’t know what to do.”

I rolled my eyes. “She wants to sext, Damien.”

“I thought so, but I didn’t want to fuck it up by misreading it. Especially knowing she was recently abused by her ex.”

“You’re worried you’ll take it too far?”

“It’s kind of my thing.”

“It was.” I handed his phone back to him. “Look, with what happened to her, maybe doing this over text is a form of protection to her and easing back into it. There’s a barrier there, while also giving her a way to go there again. On her terms.”

“Right, yeah, I get that… okay.”

“Go then. Text her back, bring that big, bad wolf energy she’s clearly asking for.”

“Jeez, I’m gonna hear about the wolf thing for a long time to come now, aren’t I?”

“Oh, hell, yeah.”

He chuckled.

“Thanks, Bluebell. I really appreciate—”

The bathroom door flew open and Bastian came into view, a towel over his face as he roughly dried his hair. “Beautiful, sorry I went without your help, but I wanted to be all freshly showered for you when you got here. Get ready, been dreaming about eating that sweet cunt of yours. Strip naked and spread those thighs wide for me, I’m gonna descend on you, big time. No more fucking waiting. I need to taste you all over my tongue so fucking bad.”

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