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Maya.
This was a joke. At least, that’s what I told myself when I sent the text. Lying naked in Caleb’s bed, sheets tangled around my thighs, my body still humming from the shower, from his hands, his mouth, his c**k—I should have been satisfied. But I was restless. Greedy. I wanted to see what he’d do if I pushed him just a little further, if I dared him to do something wild with me, somewhere we could get caught.
I reached for my phone, thumbs flying.
Me: I bet you won’t come f**k me on the rooftop.
I hit send before I could second guess myself. The thrill hit me instantly. I wanted to be bad for him. I wanted to see just how far we could go before the whole world saw us for what we were.
His reply came almost immediately.
Caleb: Give me five minutes.
My heart jumped. Five minu
