Page 39 of Midnight Salvation

I knew he was only joking because it didn’t matter what I wanted, the funds were always there, but it sounded so like his dry humour that the ice around my heart thawed a little. When I was getting ready earlier, an idea had popped into my head, and I took the time to put on the sexiest lingerie I could find, and styled my hair so that it fell over my face. I’d taken a photograph in the full-length mirror on the inside of my wardrobe. The memory of my last attempt at sexting made me nervous, but I attached the picture and almost sat on my phone.

Ash:Are you fucking trying to kill me?

Me:Did it help wake you up?

Ash:It certainly woke part of me up, but I’m not sure an erection is appropriate right now…

I pursed my lips together and stared at the screen, worried that I’d gotten it wrong again.

Ash:All I want to do right now is fuck you in front of that mirror so we can both watch you come.

I’d put my comfortable cotton Care Bear panties on before I left, but suddenly they felt tight.

Me:Grumpy Bear will have to put his umbrella up if you keep talking like that.

Ash:DO NOT TELL ME YOU HAVE CARE BEARS ON YOUR ASS WITHOUT ME THERE!

I bit my bottom lip to prevent my giggle. He always teased me when I wore these panties. I skimmed through the pictures on my phone and found another I had taken during my photo session earlier and hit the send button. It was me bent over with my ass in the air with those panties on.

Ash:What bra do you have on?

Me:My red lace with polka dots.

Ash:Are you alone?

Me:No. I’m in the car on the way to Harold’s shop.

Ash:I want you to touch yourself…

Yeah, that wasn’t happening sitting in this car with my sister beside me.

Me:My nipples are hard and rubbing against the lace of my bra and there’s an ache between my legs that my fingers can’t quench.

Ash:My dick is trying to punch his way out of my trousers right now.

Me:I really need him… My panties are too tight and I’m slippery… I want you to bend me over and spank me before you take me…

“Who are you texting?” Catarina asked, eying me suspiciously.

“Cassandra. Why, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing. You just seemed to be in your own world.” She shrugged and returned to staring out the window and my eyes dropped to my phone.

Me:I need to wrap my legs around you and drag my nails down your back.

Ash:I want to bury myself so deep in you that you feel me for the next week.

Me:I can almost feel that, as if the memory of you is haunting me.

Ash:Fuck!

The car stopped outside Harold’s as Francis parked.

Me:Gotta go. Chat later after we go shoe shopping.

Ash:You’re a fucking tease leaving me hanging like this. You better buy a pair of heels for me to fuck you in.

Me:I’ll think about it. No touching your fiancée!

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