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Well…more fool you, Lorelei Tempest.

I’ve decided what I want, and I’m going to use every dirty trick in the book to ensure it happens.

And I’m going to enjoy every fucking second of it.

The second I’ve finished, I slam the lid of my laptop down and grab my cell.

I’ve got messages in the group chat with my brothers, but I happily ignore them in favor of my chat with Lorelei.

The second I open it and the photo emerges on my screen, it’s like last night all over again.

I might know it’s there now, but I’m no less surprised or turned on by it.

She knows I’ve seen it. The little blue ticks beneath it are all the evidence she needs.

Does she know just how much I’ve made use of it, though?

My cock jerks, craving more than my own hand can offer.

With a smirk, I tap out a message that is sure to cause a reaction.

It took all my self-control not to reply last night. But it’s over. My restraint has run out.

She might think she can outrun me, but she’s going to learn that I’ll always be one step ahead.

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LORELEI

Boss: Where’s my goodnight photo?

My stomach knots up as disbelief rushes through me.

He hasn’t said a word all day. If I didn’t realize my mistake at lunch, I’d have no reason to believe he even knew.

Of course, I know that he knows because of those two taunting blue ticks beneath the photo.

How many times has he looked at it?

As much as I tried to convince myself that he was disgusted and deleted it the second he opened it, I knew deep down that he wasn’t.

And now I know…

Not only that, he’s demanding more.

What the actual fuck am I meant to reply to that message?

I can hardly do as he’s requesting and send my boss another dirty picture.

Can I?

No. I absolutely cannot.

But what if he sends one in return…

Fucking hell, Lorelei.

Closing the message, I climb out of bed and pad through to the kitchen in the hope that in the time it takes to grab a bottle of water, inspiration will hit.

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