Page 191 of The Hookup Experiment

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"Imogen—"

"Tell me."

"Another chance to be watched."

"Where?"

"My place."

"Are you inviting someone?"

"No."

"A mirror?"

"More than a mirror."

A camera. He wants to record us.

I nearly come on the spot.

I lose my head completely. "Show me."

"Show you?"

"Lose the clothes and show me."

"Uh-uh. You're first."

A whine spills from my lips, but I don't object.

"Panties off."

I shove them to my ankles. Even though he doesn't ask for a picture, I take one.

He responds with a groan. "Baby—"

"Shirt."

He doesn't object. He shifts. Moves.

It takes a minute, but he does what I ask. He sends a photo of his shoulders, chest, stomach.

"Pants," I say.

"Uh-uh," he says. "Not until I hear you come."

Which is more selfish, accepting his offer or insisting on the photo first? I don't know. I don't care.

I know I need satisfaction.

My body responds for me.

My hand slips between my legs. "Where are we?"

"The party."

"Where?"


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