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“So, what are you going to do about this?” she asked. “You guys apparently have some sizzling chemistry, and he wouldn’t be doing this if he wasn’t attracted to you. By the sounds of it, you’re equally attracted to him.”

“I kinda went into his bathroom andtook care of things,” I whispered into the phone, embarrassed to admit it out loud.

“While he was there?”

“Yes! He was literally in the other room, and Andi, I came so hard I saw stars. STARS! No one has ever made me come that hard before, and he didn’t even touch me. I just pictured him making that stupid sandwich, and I was done.”

“So why don’t you tell him you want to be the next sandwich he eats?”

“I can’t do that!”

“Why not?”

“Because what if this is all one-sided? What if he’s not interested in anything like that? I mean, he’s the biggest asshole I’ve ever met, so it wouldn’t surprise me if he were just doing this to mess with me since I got stranded here and forced myself into his space.”

“I doubt that it is. I know he’s grumpy and all, but I can’t imagine he would make those comments unless he were willing to act on them.”

“I don’t know. But one thing is for certain—he better stop because I feel like a ticking time bomb, already ready to explode again.”

“See, tell him about your little problem and ask if he wants to help fix it. You guys can work out a little friends-with-benefits situation while you’re there. Win-win for both of you.”

“We would have to be friends in order for that to work.”

“Okay, an enemies with benefits situation. It doesn’t really matter what you call it as long as he helps alleviate some of that pressure for you.”

“I would rather hump the couch,” I admitted. “Or a pillow with his face on it.”

“Jasmin!” She gasped. “You’re such a little freak.”

She laughed, making me laugh with her.

“But now I know what to get you for Christmas,” she teased. “A nice new pillow with his face on it and maybe some new toys from Dark Vibes.”

“They seriously have the best stuff.”

“Alright, well, I gotta get going. We’ve got a line out the door, and Zach is heading to lunch. I just wanted to make sure you were okay—which clearly, you’re doing just fine. If you need anything, let us know.”

“Thanks. I appreciate it.”

I hung up the phone and set it on the table as I contemplated ordering myself a new Dark Vibes toy.

Twelve

Brody

Irolled over, feeling restless as crazy boot lady snored beside me. It was hard sharing my bed with someone since I hadn’t done that in who knew how long. But it was even harder after hearing her moan my name earlier in the bathroom as she got herself off.

I closed my eyes and tried to picture sheep, but all I could see was her. Her beautiful brown eyes and narrow cheeks that turned the prettiest shade of pink when she was embarrassed. Curves that begged to be touched and an ass that I wanted to spank.

My dick began to strain against the joggers I was wearing, already getting aroused by thoughts of her. It wouldn’t take much to get off tonight, and maybe that would be the cure to getting some sleep. Maybe I just needed to get rid of the mounting tension that was constantly spreading to my groin as I struggled not to come on to her.

I pulled the blankets off of me, ready to get out of bed, when I stopped.

She had rolled onto her back, her eyes still closed as her hand drifted below the waistband of the sweats she borrowed from me. I wanted to give her privacy and look away because there was no way in hell she knew what she was doing right now. But I couldn’t.

I sat there, my eyes glued to the way the fabric pulled down enough to show her hip bone and the top of her black panties.Her back arched as a soft smile spread across her face while her fingers played with her pussy.

“Ahhh, Brody,” she whimpered, causing my dick to harden more.

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