Page 35 of Evil Enemy


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Fuck. I think I was.

Eve

Yes.

I held my breath, gripping my phone tighter with every passing second. “Come on, come on.” I took a sip of water, trying to drown the sudden dryness in my throat.

Boston

Soft or hard?

I spat the water everywhere, coughing as half of it went down into my lungs.

Eve

You’ve never sent a dick pic before, have you?

Boston

No.

Eve

Hard. Always hard.

Boston

Give me a minute.

My nipples stiffened beneath my bra, and an insistent ache rose from between my thighs. I leaned back in my chair, imagining Boston slipping his hand beneath his sweatpants and stroking himself.

The ache between my legs became a pulse.

Eve

You need any help?

Boston

You going to send me a photo to jack off to, Eve?

Tempting. I had a couple of naked selfies on my phone, locked away in a private folder. But we were trying to even the score here, and besides, I was saving those photos for someone I truly trusted.

Boston and I weren’t there yet.

Eve

No. But does it help if I tell you the thought of you getting yourself hard is really turning me on? I’m in the office at work, with a club full of people outside, and yet I’m seriously considering joining you.

Boston

Do it. Fuck. What are you wearing?

Eve

T-shirt and cutoffs.

Boston

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