Chapter 25
Jayce
SEEING CANDI STANDING there in the lacy black G-string gave me an instant boner. Especially when she turned to the side and I saw the curve of her round, firm-looking a*s. I imagined what it would feel like under my palms, and my c**k practically lurched out of my jeans.
Fuck.
“No. We’ll figure out payment later,” I said, looking away.
“Okay. What now?”
I had her sit in the lounge chair and then began cleaning her skin with rubbing alcohol.
“Should I remove my panties?” she asked in a low voice.
Abso-f*****g-lutely.
“We’ll move it down when we need to. There’s not much to it anyway,” I replied casually. There was barely more than a couple of strings holding it over her hips. Normally, nudity wasn’t a distraction for me. But with this girl, I knew I was in trouble.
