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“You saw them? How?”
He looked at me like I should very well know the answer. “You left them in my bathroom.”
“But you weren’t home.”
“I didn’t intend to come home, but I had to grab something I’d forgotten. You were already gone.”
“I left them by accident?—”
“I know. You wouldn’t have been so forward as to leave them there on purpose—as erotic as that would have been.”
My gut twisted, wondering if he had done anything unsavoury upon discovering my errant underwear. “Did you… um…” I trailed off, too embarrassed to finish the question.
Neil lifted my chin. “Do you really want to know the answer to that?”
I nodded, holding his darkened gaze.
“Well…” He shifted his hand from my outer to inner thigh. “I couldn’t keep my eyes off that perfect little pair of white panties lying on my bathroom floor.” He slowly ran his hand up my leg. “I got so aroused, Melia, I was so hard. Thinking of you in your panties, sliding them down your thighs… I was so fucking aroused.”
I had never heard him swear before. It gave me a thrill that went straight to my core. “Did you…? Ah!”
His fingers reached the edge of my underwear, and he lightly flicked his thumb over me. “I got in the shower. I jerked off and came so hard to the sight of them… So much. All over the shower door.”
I shuddered at the graphic mental image as Neil swiped his thumb over me again.
“Are you disgusted?” he asked. “Do you think I’m a dirty old man?”
“No, not at all,” I assured him. “I’ve had similarly… vivid thoughts about you.”
“Do tell.”
“When you called me at home one time, I… I…”
“Yes?”
“I’m so embarrassed.”
“Tell me.”
“I had been, uh, pleasuring myself, before you interrupted me. Hearing your voice… It made me even more turned on, so I…”
“Go on.”
“I used my vibrator, thinking about you. Just the memory of the sound of your voice was enough.”
“Did you come?”
I nodded.
“Good girl.”
“Neil?”
“Hmm?”
“I’m wearing them.” I lifted my dress and showed them to him. Plain white cotton bikini briefs with a tiny bow below the waistband. They might not have been the exact same pair since I owned multiples, but they were identical.
“Fuck, Melia,” Neil said with a guttural quality that had me quaking.
