Page 12 of Her Nightshade

Have you eaten?

I stared at the message, a mix of relief and confusion settling in. It wasn’t the response I expected, but it was better than nothing.

No, not yet. Why?

A moment later, she responded.

I’m hungry…but maybe not just for food.

I blinked, my heart pounding as I reread her words. There it was—suggestive, flirtatious, leaving me hanging onto every word. She was playing with me, keeping me hooked.

What are you hungry for?

I sent the message, my anticipation growing. She hadn’t pulled away after all. If anything, she was pulling me in deeper.

I saw something I liked last night. I didn’t get to taste it, but I wanted to.

My breath hitched as I read her words.Oh, fuck.My mind raced back to last night, and I knew exactly what she was talking about. I didn’t even care that she didn’t blow me—all I wanted washer. She was teasing me, and I was getting hard already.

I quickly typed back.

Maybe you should come over and get a taste.

I was fucking hooked.

I stared at the screen, hoping for her next response. My heart was still racing from her last message. But the minutes ticked by and nothing. My finger hovered over the phone, resisting the urge to send something else.Why hasn’t she responded yet?

I couldn’t take it anymore. Without thinking, I tapped the FaceTime button, the anticipation too much to handle. The screen rang once…twice…and then she picked up.

“Charlie?” Her voice was light, and her face appeared on the screen, looking slightly surprised.

“I couldn’t wait any longer,” I admitted, trying to play it off with a grin. “You can’t send a message like that and then ghost me.”

She laughed softly, her eyes sparkling. “I don’t do this often. I was just thinking of what to say next.”

“Well, I’m here now,” I said, my voice low and gentle, trying not to scare her off. “You said you saw something you liked?”

Her lips curved into a teasing smile. “I did. And maybe next time, I’ll take my time and taste it.”

I swear my heart stopped beating. I leaned closer to the screen, as if I could close the distance between us. My cock was straining against my sweats. “I would love that,mi diosa.”

Ana’s eyes glinted with mischief and she tilted her head slightly, watching me with that same teasing smile.

“I have an idea…” she said softly, her voice dropping to a sultry tone, the same one from the night before that went straight to my cock.

I leaned in. “Yeah? What’s that?”

She bit her lip, pausing for a moment as if deciding whether to say it, then her eyes locked on mine. “Why don’t you show me what you do when you’re thinking about me?”

I exhaled, breathless. “You want to watch me?”

Her lips curved into a slow, seductive smile. “I do. I want to see how much you want me, Charlie.”

My entire body responded to her words, heat rushing through me. Without another thought, I leaned back slightly, positioning the phone so she could see me. “Gladly…if that’s whatmi diosawants.”

I slid my sweats and boxer briefs down, freeing my hard cock. My hand wrapped around it as I began to stroke myself, unable to tear my eyes away from the beautiful woman watching me with unmistakable desire.

“Take your shirt off,” she demanded.

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