I closed my eyes as I slipped the first finger inside. The pressure was delicious. It felt warm and silky and oh so totally hot.
BZZZZZ!
My phone buzzed. Annoyed, I kicked it away with one heel and spread my legs again…
BZZZZZ! BZZZZZ!
Sighing, I reached out to silence the intrusion. It would take only a second to turn it off. A second to get back to—
There was as message on the screen, from a number I didn’t know. It took me only a second to realize who it was:
KYLE.
I bolted upright. My heart skipped as I pressed the button that would call up his message.
Happy 24-hour anniversary
of our almost-date!
It was bitingly hilarious. In a cute way, though.
My pussy throbbed, begging me to continue. I considered pushing the phone away for now, but I knew I wouldn’t be able to concentrate. Not until I’d answered.
Awww, how sweet. A regular romantic.
He typed again quickly, the little bubble blinking a message of response until:
Ready to come to the dark side yet?
I laughed. If this was his way of persuading me, it needed a little work.
Dark side? Is that what we’re calling it?
The whole idea was a lot of things to me. Dark wasn’t one of them.
You can call it whatever you want, as long as you
check your window. I’m out front.
I dropped the phone. A chill ran through me.
Really?
I approached the curtains and slowly pulled them back. Sure enough, down in the street, a large rectangular vehicle stood idling in the parking lot.
Holy shit…
The phone rang, startling me nearly out of my skin! I picked it up on the third or fourth ring and pressed it to my ear.
“About time,” said Kyle. “Where do I park this thing?”
“Is… is that a Hummer?”
“Sure is. Not mine though. It’s Uncle Sam’s.” I heard Kyle grunt as he turned the wheel, then whipped into a parking spot. “One of the benefits of knowing someone in the motor pool.”
“You can’t park there,” I said, watching him. “You’re taking up two spots. Plus these spots are numbered, for members of the apartment complex. You’re gonna get towed.”
My sexy soldier only laughed. “Sure I am.”