Page 42 of Stealing the Biker

“Perfect. We’re going to take some pics for him.” Jonesy takes me out on the back deck.

He kicks his shoes and socks off and removes his shirt. “What are you doing?” I turn my head when he drops his pants to the ground.

“We’re doing this in the hot tub.”

“I don’t have a suit.”

“You’ve got underwear on. Same difference.”

“I don’t know. What’s in this for you?”

“Getting to kiss my crush.”

“You have a crush on me?”

“Kie, you know I do. And I get it. We’re not going to happen, but at least we’ll have tonight.”

His motive might be selfish but it’s also kind of sweet. I did say I want to have fun. “Turn around.”

He rolls his eyes, but does as I wish. I slip my shoes off followed by my sparkly dress, revealing my ice blue lacy boy short style undies and matching strapless bra.

“Can I turn around now?”

I nod and realize he can’t see me. “Yeah.”

His cheeks redden. “Wow. You don’t disappoint.” He grins. “This is going to be so worth it if he beats my ass.”

“No one will be beating anyone’s ass.”

“You aren’t seeing what I am or what we’re going to send him.”

A gust of wind swirls around us and I shiver.

“Let’s get in so you don’t freeze.” His rough hands rub up and down my arms to warm me.

“Okay.” I let out a shaky breath. I’ve never done anything like this, but the thought of making Jimmy eat his heart out gives me a thrill.

“Bring your phone.”

Jonesy gets in first. Once he’s seated, I get in, taking a seat on the opposite side.

“Be hard to make him jealous if you’re all the way over there.”

“True.” I giggle and hope he can’t sense how nervous I am. I move next to him and he shakes his head.

“Your naivety is adorable.”

“What? Why?”

“Do you want to make him wish he were here or send him a selfie? C’mere. Straddle my lap.”

I lay my phone on the edge of the hot tub and slide over onto his lap, facing him. His pretty baby blues and bow-shaped lips are a breath away.

“Good. Put your arm around my neck and give me your phone.”

“Okay. Now what?”

“We kiss and I snap some pics. Then you’ll pick a few and send them to him.”

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