Down the road? My breath catches in my throat. He’s planning on there being a later. Something about that settles my nerves more than anything else has up until this point.
FoxBabe20: Okay. I agree.
KillerClown4u: Such a perfect girl. Ask your question. I know you’re dying to.
Shit. I’m definitely dying after that. Dying of blood loss, considering 90% of mine just went straight to my throbbing clit. Talk about swoon material.
FoxBabe20: What’s your name?
KillerClown4u: Wolfe. What’s yours?
Just. Like. That.
Wolfe.My grin widens. It’s perfect. I love it, but can I really tell him my name? It’s not a usual name, especially with the spelling, and once I tell him where I live, I won’t be hard to track down. Does that matter, though? I want to meet him. Sooner rather than later, hopefully. Is my name really worth one of my skips? No.
FoxBabe20: Rayvn.
KillerClown4u: What a beautiful name. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Rayvn.
FoxBabe20: It’s nice to meet you, too, Wolfe.
I sit on the edge of my seat, waiting for his question, all the while grinning like a loon. I can’t remember the last time a guy gave me butterflies from simply just talking.
KillerClown4u: Now tell me what’s bothering you.
Swallowing the ball of emotions in my throat, I decide to just go for it. I want to be honest with him. I want to know him, and more than that, I want him to know me. I want to see where this goes.
FoxBabe20: A lot. I got some really bad news about the big case I’m working on. I honestly don’t know where to go from here. The client is young and alone. I want to win this for her, but really, I just want her to feel safe.
KillerClown4u: What else?
FoxBabe20: I kind of got into a conversation about being on the Kinksters app. My good friend shared my sexual interests with a coworker without my permission, and well… apparently, she’s not a fan of my kinks. Her words were just hurtful, is all.
KillerClown4u: What’s your friend’s name?
FoxBabe20: Addison. Why?
KillerClown4u: Just wondering, Sweetling. I wish there was something I could do to help you with your case. I have every confidence that you’ll pull through, though. You’re a very strong woman, Rayvn.
FoxBabe20: I like you knowing my name.
KillerClown4u: I like saying your name. Your turn.
There are thousands of things I want to ask him, but given that I want to know all there is to know about Wolfe, it’s best to just start at the beginning.
FoxBabe20: Where do you live?
KillerClown4u: New Mexico. Tell me, Little Fox. Do you enjoy being afraid?
I’m pretty sure I choke on my tongue.Wow. Okay. He’s really going for it, isn’t he? I thought this was going to be like a ‘get-to-know-you’ sort of thing. Maybe he’d ask where I grew up and my favorite color, but no. That’s fine. I’m cool. I can do this.Sweet, casual, flirty.
Nope. Try again, Rayvn, you’re a 33-year-old, badass, successful lawyer. You’re not a high schooler with braces anymore.Correction: Confident, sexy, slutty.
FoxBabe20: I do. I like scary movies and haunted houses. Things that go bump in the night.
I almost put a winky face but refrain.Slutty. Slutty, slutty.Why is that so hard for me?
KillerClown4u: And do these things that go bump in the night make your pussy throb? Does your cunt cry out at the thought of being hunted and taken while you beg for mercy?