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If I hadn’t had too much to drink tonight, I would never have agreed to meet tomorrow.

When I moved on from the straight vodka, that I had needed to take the edge off, that’s when the cocktails started.

Bryan can be such a bad influence.

Yeah, Bryan.

As much as I love Catherine, a drinking buddy, she is not. When Bryan ordered us a Singapore Sling, I knew it was going to be messy.

It took everything in my power to not walk over to him and kiss him while I was waiting for my Uber to come. I had to distract myself. But damn Bryan, now I’m super horny, buzzed, and frustrated.

After walking into my hotel room and throwing myself onto my bed, I look over to the bedside drawer.

Why the hell did I bring that? At least it’ll take the edge off.

I get ready for bed, but my eyes keep going to the bedside drawer.

After getting into bed, I eye the drawer again.

If I don’t, I’m going to be up tossing and turning all night.

I take my bullet vibrator out of my travel bag. Why did he have to still look so hot?

I lower the bullet, pressing it to my clit.

God, that feels good. I’m already wet.

Soaking wet really.

Think that has more to do with the guy who’s been in every one of my sex dreams the last five years, and nothing to do with the toy currently pressed and buzzing against my clit.

I push my hand under my thin top I’m wearing, my fingers pinching my nipples.

God, I loved it when Ady would play with my breasts.

I imagine him here now, kissing me slowly from my ear down to my navel, whispering all the seriously sexy and dirty things he plans on doing to me.

I moan, seriously, I swear he could be in the room. It feels so fucking real.

I bite down onto my lip and groan, and my back arches off the bed.

My body is buzzing, and not just from the vibrator currently pressing against my clit. A bead of sweat rolling between my breasts.

I imagine his hand grabbing my left breast, pinching my nipple, pulling on it until I groan.

“Fuck,” I whisper.

I need the small bite of pain from the twist of my nipple.

I picture his head coming back up, taking my nipple in his mouth, teasing my nipple, going round and round in circles with his tongue.

He gently shows his teeth, biting tortuously on my nipple, before doing the same to my other breast.

I moan again, this time much louder.

I press the button to up the vibration speed.


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