Page 25 of Out of the Shadows
When she’d followed me after we first met, I’d miraculously found myself in her “close friends” story — don’t know how that happened — and I’d been obsessing over every new picture with a possibly unhealthy amount of attention.
The fact they were often quite provocative didn’t help. Not that I was complaining. The pictures alternated between precious glimpses of the things that made Hailey who she was and occasionally downright sexy selfies or close-ups. I’d be pretty fucked if she ever got her hands on my phone and found the folder of screenshots of her stories.
Sitting in the Jacuzzi on our deck, I was scrolling through my feed — yes, a Jacuzzi — trying to soothe my stiff muscles. I posted a picture of the bubbling water with the sunset in the background in a fit of optimistic wishful thinking that maybe she was also watching my stories.
Less than two minutes later, a notification suddenly popped up at the top of my screen. When I realized who I had received a message from, my heart began to race. I almost dropped my phone in the water out of elation.
TheHaileyBW: Nice view *heart eyes emoji*
Me: Could be worse. How was your first day?
TheHaileyBW: Meh. Freshman orientation week, nothing really exciting. I mean … My boyfriend wasn’t there, after all. How about you?
Me: Training camp. Yeah, imagine that. I would have stuck out even more among all those freshmen.
TheHaileyBW: I like that you stand out *monkey covering eyes emoji*
Me: If you say so.
TheHaileyBW: I do. By the way, in my capacity as your girlfriend, I expect to be invited to your next hot tub adventure
Me: Nothing adventurous about it. The hot tub is here, you’re welcome anytime.
TheHaileyBW: I can think of a couple of ways to make it adventurous.
I froze.Fuck me.There goes my dick again.The thought of Hailey in one of her tiny bikinis and within reach of me again was almost too much for me.
Images of her bare tits in my face and her hot pussy pressing against me flashed through my mind. I didn’t think I’d ever see that again. And now it was within my grasp.
TheHaileyBW: Did I go too far?
I hadn’t replied for several minutes, too wrapped up in my vivid memories. Cursing under my breath, I typed a response at lightning speed.
Me: Never. Is this a ‘I’ll have to wait until it actually happens to find out more’ situation, or are you letting me in on your plans?
TheHaileyBW: That is still under consideration. Maybe I’ll be persuaded if I get a little incentive *smirking emoji*
Me: Like what?
I nervously took a sip from my drink, which was sitting on the edge of the Jacuzzi, and ran my fingers through my slightly damp hair.
TheHaileyBW: The view is pretty nice, but I’d rather know what I’d be looking at if you flipped the camera *devil emoji*
Fucking hell. I didn’t know if I could do this. No girl had ever asked me for pictures; this was new territory. But this was Hailey, and we were having an actual conversation that bordered on sexting.
With my nerves completely shot, I took a few deep breaths, then snapped a selfie. My face briefly contorted into a grimace, unhappy with what I was seeing — a heavybrow, giving me a permanently brooding expression, with a crooked smile, and my face flushed from the steam — at least I was tanned.
Well, here goes nothing.
Twelve
Hailey
Licking my lips, I looked at the image on my screen. I didn’t think he would actually do that. Not only that, but it was the first real selfie I’d ever seen of Colt. And it was absolutely delicious.
His manly chest, so broad and strong, his huge, bulging shoulders and tanned skin — I didn’t know where to look first. My hand slipped between my legs of its own volition. My fingers slid around my opening, dipped briefly into my wet heat, then spread my lips. I smeared my arousal all over my slit and slowly circled my clit.
I had to reply before he got the wrong idea.
