Page 88 of Cuffed By Love

Levi:

‘I can’t wait. I’ll pick you up at eight?’

Me:

‘Sounds good. Where are we going? What shall I wear?’

I send him the text and wait for his reply. While I wait, I remember that Megan will be arriving soon. No doubt Devin will leave to go and pick her up. My phone vibrates again, and I read the text from Levi.

Levi:

‘You can wear a bin bag, and I’ll still find you irresistible, baby girl.’

Me:

‘Stop it. You’re making me blush.’

Levi:

‘I’m going to make you wet.’

I choke on the water I was drinking and cough uncontrollably. Fucking hell that escalated quickly. My neck heats up as I stare at his text, chewing my lip in deliberation. It's been a while since I’ve sexted with anyone. Do I want to be encouraging this, though? Oh, fuck it. I go to fire him back a suggestive text when Molly knocks abruptly at my door, startling me into dropping my phone in my lap. She pokes her head in and grins.

“Just a quick reminder that you have the editors meeting in fifteen.” I nod in response while she talks, and I reopen my text messages only half-listening to her. Devin sent me a text asking if I was attending the meeting with him, so I send him back a thumbs-up emoji. “…Mira?”

I look up, “Mhm, sounds good.” I utter and go to text Levi.

Me:

‘What if I told you that I’m wet right now.’

Satisfied, I hit send and set my phone down and give Molly my attention until my phone buzzes and I see a text from Devin again. I unlock my phone to read it and gasp.

Devin:

‘I might be enticed to come in there, spread you out and see for myself just how wet and ascertain how long it takes to get you soaking.’

Oh, sweet Moses!