Page 32 of Love's Hot

“Not a chance, sis. That one will be coming out again one day, I’m sure. I think we should do a shopping trip together to the adult shop. It’d be so much fun. Imagine what we could buy.” I’m laughing out loud and she looks like she wants to kill me. “We need a serious girl’s night to talk some of this through.”

“I hate you, you do know that, right? Just erase that from your memory.” Like that’s ever going to happen.

I decide to let her off easy and change the subject. She looks like she’s either going to get really worked up or end up crying from embarrassment. Anyone would think she was the younger sister.

Looking at my phone, I can see it’s already five pm. Xavier told us he would be back around five so it’s time for me to head out. Pretty sure Alesha won’t want me seeing him and saying anything about what she blurted out earlier. I bet she’s hoping I’ll forget by the next time I see him. Fat chance.

“Time for me to head off so you can get over your embarrassment. I mean, I’m more than happy to stay and say hi to Xav.” Her glare says it all.

Holding my hands in the air, I surrender. “Okay, okay. I was joking. I’ll just leave, shall I, and not say another word.”

“Good idea, and if you see Xavier on the way out, you will keep your mouth shut, won’t you? Promise me?”

“Fine, but only because you look like you’re about to die from embarrassment. I’ll catch up with you Monday at the office. I would normally say have a good night, but I kinda know now that you will. Good for you, Lesh.” I walk towards the door listening to her mumble under her breath how she can’t believe what she just did.

“Just remember to be careful, rope is harsh and leaves marks. Silk ties are far nicer on the skin.” I keep walking, hearing her groan as I close the door.

My body is feeling the heat of thinking about Kane and some silk ties. Wonder what he would get up to. Maybe I might have to turn up next time in a tie and nothing else. The opportunities are endless.

We didn’t make any plans this morning to see each other tonight. I think it’s partly a test. To see if we can both do the casual thing. Neither of us want to be the one to look needy. Truth is, though, while I’m lying on my sofa eating noodles out of a cardboard box, all I can think of is Kane.

The way he tastes. His fingers on my body, touching, probing. It’s only the first night and I’m already wanting to turn up at his place. I need to show restraint, plus my girly bits need a rest. That man is insatiable!

Showered and curled in bed before nine on a Saturday night is just not me. I’ll lose my dirty flirty card if I keep this up. The friends I party with awarded me the card after a string of crazy nights last summer. We spent a week in Vegas. Like they say, ‘what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas’, thank god. My family would be horrified at how many men I chatted up and flirted with that week. Some may have been a little more than chatting. It was a pretty wild week and I’m not sure I want to go that crazy again, but you can never say never.

I’m surprised how sleepy I’m actually feeling. Kane did his best to wear me out last night. At first, I know he was just getting his bad mood out but then it escalated instead of slowing down. He took it to another level. Holy shit, being with him is going to educate me, that’s for sure.

I wonder what the sales of magazines are like these days. Flicking through my online subscription to Vanity Fair, I know prior to the surge in the internet I would have been one of those girls who spent a good chunk of my pay each week stocking up on every fashion magazine there is. Instead, I either subscribe online or just scroll through my social media. Who needs porn hub when you can see so many random photos of naked men with some random object in the relevant spot all over your news feed? So hard on the eyes, well, maybe for some but not me. Bring on the naked men, the more the merrier. Now I’ve got thoughts of porn hub floating through my mind. I shouldn’t look. After last night, I bet nothing would look as good as the visions I have of Kane.

Like he knows my fingers are hovering over the keyboard about to get naughty, a message from Kane pops up on my phone.

Kane: Hey Lilly, what you up to?

Lilly: Not sure you really want to know…

Kane: Shit, now I really do want to know. Spit it out, woman!

Lilly: Umm, contemplating typing the words porn hub into my browser

Kane: Oh, you are a naughty little girl, aren’t you? Didn’t I take enough edge off for you last night?

Lilly: If having trouble walking today doesn’t tell you the answer then we can’t be friends.

Kane: Not friends, Lilly, we’re fuck buddies, remember? You say where, you say when and I’m there.

Lilly: What if I said now?? Would I sound needy? Haha

Kane: I would say I’ll be there in five minutes if you really mean it.

Lilly: Do you think I mean it?

I don’t know what to say to Kane. Part of me is desperate for him to come over and spend the night in my bed. It doesn’t have to even be lots of sex. A good fuck and then cuddles to sleep would be heaven.

The other part of me wants to show that I’m capable of being the independent sex kitten that I have been up until now. There’s something about this man that’s making me rethink a lot of things.

I can see the dots moving that he’s typing, then they stop. Then nothing. Then dots moving again. He’s killing me waiting for his reply.

Kane: Lil, we agreed no games. Do you want me?

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