Lumber Jacked by Annabeth Albert

Author:Annabeth Albert [Albert, Annabeth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

That feeling of being in too deep continued throughout the night and next day. I wasn’t one to send cock shots or anything like that—I preferred being behind the camera to showing off myself. But still, I hadn’t been able to resist sending him a fast text before sleep. Get home okay? Edited some of your photos. Can’t wait to show you.

His reply had come gratifyingly fast. All safe and in my lonely, cold bed. Tell me you edited one-handed. I laughed, startling the dogs. The master bedroom was a generous sleeping loft above the office and playroom that looked out on the main living area, and I could relate to Cam’s confession of feeling lonely. My space seemed too big, too empty.

I’d watched a few of his videos in between reviewing the photos, and I’d been both impressed and aroused. Watching him transform himself was bizarrely addictive, but it was his confidence that really did it for me. I loved the way he talked to the audience like they were old friends, and it made me want to be real friends with him

Didn’t want to have to clean my keyboard. But I did take a long shower…

Again, his return text was predictably quick and demanding. Evil teasing lumberjack. Tell me what you thought about. I wanna get off before I sleep.

Heat snaked down my spine. God bless insatiable twenty-somethings. You. Glitter everywhere. That mouth of yours. Lipstick prints on my dick.

I swore I could almost hear his intake of breath. I can work with that.

Knew you could. I grinned to myself as I typed, cock already stiffening again like I was the twenty-three-year-old. And sure enough, a few more sexy texts from him and I ended up going for seconds before I slept. My dreams were pleasant, full of pretty, dark-haired things teasing me. But it was a work day for me, and I tried to keep my thoughts of Cam to a level where I wasn’t likely to lose a limb to the wood chipper, only sending him a quick text at my lunch break. Hope you slept well. Don’t forget to shop for glitter.

However, that evening at my sister’s, drink in my hand, I drifted away from the Minecraft and Pokemon talk to check my phone on her covered porch. Sure enough, I’d had a reply to my earlier message full of winking emojis. Body glitter obtained, no worries. Did you have a good day?

I couldn’t resist a teasing reply. About as good as us serial killers can expect. Little chopping. Little evidence hiding. Little thinking of you.

I earned myself several laughing animated GIF images for that. Ha. I thought about you too.

Oh, I liked knowing that, and my chest went warm and tight. I might be crushing like a kid, but at least I wasn’t alone in it.

“Something good on that phone?” My sister’s voice interrupted me before I could type a response. A tall woman with a direct nature, Christie had always been my favorite sibling.

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