Page 115 of Broken Romeo

Yes. Like right now.

@AnyOtherRose:

I just sent you a video and a picture, what else could you possibly want to see?

Oh, Katherine. Oh sweet, innocent virginal Katherine. She had so much to learn. So much I could fucking teach her.

I grin as I type my response and hit send.

@LightBreaks90:

Your face, for one.

Her response is almost instant.

@AnyOtherRose:

Absolutely not.

I smile wider. Exactly the answer I expected. “Good girl,” I whisper out loud. Those two words gave me a thrill even though she wasn’t here to hear them.

Our next messages came in rapid fire succession.

@LightBreaks90:

Okay, then. A picture of your spread legs.

@AnyOtherRose:

Try again.

@LightBreaks90:

A picture of your spread legs wearing the panties.

Another long pause between messages.

Heat simmered in my chest. She was considering it.

She was fucking considering it and that thought alone thrilled me.

@AnyOtherRose:

Why?

I gripped my dick through my boxers and gave it a firm stroke before I replied.

@LightBreaks90:

Because I want to see the wet spot you left. By the time I get the panties in my hands, they’ll be dry.

@AnyOtherRose:

How much?

I paused to think about that. I wanted to throw my entire trust fund at her, but that would be a red flag. I had to be fair enough with my prices that they were believable. But generous enough that she wouldn’t need to seek any other buyers.

It was a tricky tightrope to walk.