Page 79 of The Most Perfect Wrong

Ryan:Now imagine my hand slipping into your pants, my fingers teasing you, just enough to get you worked up. You can feel how close you are, but I make you wait for it. So, tell me, Coop… are you getting turned on?

Holy shit. Yes. I’m so turned on, it’s ridiculous. I sink down into the couch, getting comfortable. I might have to grab my vibrator soon, but I’m way too into this to move.

Cooper:Fine… yeah.

Ryan:Good. Let me take it a little further.

The text bubble pops up, then disappears.

Cooper:I’m waiting…

Such a jackass. He knows exactly what he’s doing to me.

Ryan:When I finally touch you, you’ll be so wet that my fingers will slide right in. But I won’t give it to you—not right away. I’ll keep you close, almost there… until you can’t take it anymore.

Sweet Jesus. This man.

Ryan:I want you to touch yourself, Coop—pretend it’s me. Imagine my hands on you, feeling every inch of you. Every second is about you—making you feel so fucking good. Those are my fingers on your pussy, taking my time. Even from here, I want you to feel how good it would be if I were there, with nothing in the way.

Oh. My. God. Is he serious?I glance around and check my watch—it’s only six. No one else should be up for at least an hour, and the beach is empty. For now.

Cooper:Seriously, what are you doing? You’re killing me here.

Ryan:I know. Trust me, you’ll love it. So… is your hand in your joggers?

I hesitate. Am I really going to do this? Or am I just going to tell him I am? It’s hard to text one-handed—especially with my left. But I’m so turned on, I’d kill for a release right now… and I’d love for it to be with Ryan in my head. I slide my hand into my pants and switch to voice-to-text.

Cooper:Yes.

Ryan:Slide your hand lower. Start slow. Imagine it’s me. Soft, teasing touches… just enough to make you lose it.

I run my fingers along my clit.My God—I’m so wet, it’s insane. The pulsing between my legs is so strong, I’m already close.

Cooper:Ryan, I swear… if you tell anyone about this, I’ll strangle you with my bare hands.

Ryan:Feel how wet you are. You’re soaked, aren’t you?

Cooper:Yes.

Ryan:Good girl. That’s because of me.

Holy hell. I’ve been seeing this side of Ryan more and more—demanding, teasing, always leaving me wanting more. And it just makes him that much harder to resist.

Ryan:Now keep going. Move your fingers just a little faster. You’re close, aren’t you, Coop?

Cooper:Almost there.

Ryan:You wanna cum, don’t you? But you’re not ready yet—not until I say. Don’t you dare.

Ryan:Now… move faster. Get yourself close.

Cooper:I’m so close. I can’t hold on much longer.

Ryan:Good. But don’t cum yet. Now, imagine my mouth on you, kissing, licking your pussy… tasting you. God, I remember exactly how good you taste, Coop—just drives me crazy. You’re trembling under me, wanting me so badly you can’t even think straight.

Cooper:Jesus. Ryan. You’re killing me.

Ryan:I’d suck your clit now. I can hear the sounds you’d make. And I’m so fucking hard for you, it hurts.

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