Without waiting for his reply, her phone began to vibrate continuously, gray message boxes popping up one after another.
First came the address of a hotel near the convention center, followed by, "Coming?"
"His nose is quite prominent, I bet the rest of him is well-endowed too."
And at the end, "I wonder if he's bigger than you."
He could imagine her sitting there calmly, typing these words slowly, and even greeting people passing by without changing her expression.
Dallas half-closed his eyes, clenched his jaw, stood up, put on his coat, and left the house.
Knowing it was a trap, he still jumped.
*
Dallas was right; Averi was indeed sending him messages while calmly dealing with Will.
Will watched her fingers move swiftly on her phone and asked, "Does online poker really require that much attention?"
Averi glanced at him and said, "I'm raising the stakes."
"Playing high stakes, huh?"
"Yep." Averi glanced down at her watch.
It would take about thirty minutes for Dallas to get from his place to the hotel. She silently calculated the best timing for her next move.
Fifteen minutes later, she timed it perfectly and sent a message, "Dallas, give me aI need a straight answer."
"The die is cast."
Dallas was already in the lobby when he saw the second message, and his face darkened completely.
What did "the arrow is on the string" mean? Was she impatient, or was the man unable to hold back?
Averi, in the banquet hall, unaware that he was outside, couldn't help but smile after sending the message.
She laughed at how naughty she was being.
She felt a sense of mischief from her teenage years, incredibly childish and utterly boring, but the urge to cause trouble was overwhelming.
Averi decided to go to the restroom, picked up her purse, and headed out. Will, quick-eyed, chased after her for one last attempt, "Ms. Forbes, why not leave a phone number?"
Averi hadn't expected him to be so persistent and decided to be straightforward, "Will, you don't seem like the type to hound someone."
Will understood her meaning, looking regretful but still gentlemanly, "Usually not, but Ms. Forbes is just too charming." He leaned in close to her face, "Have a good night."
Averi reciprocated gracefully, "Thank you, you too."
In the adult world, during social encounters, there's no need to use harsh words when rejecting someone, and the rejected party won't feel embarrassed either.
After saying goodbye, Will returned to the venue and walked straight to a woman with curly hair. His steps were purposeful, clearly having his target in mind.
Truly, he didn't leave empty-handed, Averi found it amusing.
Turning around, she met Dallas's gaze.
If she didn't already know that his eyes were naturally light, she would have thought they darkened with anger.
The situation developed slightly differently from what she had imagined. She hadn't planned for Dallas to see Will; that would be too childish and unnecessary.
Games created by humans are bound to have missteps. Averi didn't take it too seriously and handed her bag to Dallas casually, "Hold this for me, I'm going to the restroom."
Dallas didn't take it, so she whispered in a voice only they could hear, "Or are you coming with me?"
The man's lips moved, but he didn't speak, lifting his hand to take her satin clutch.
"Thanks." Averi turned and walked toward the restroom, not too concerned about the sound of her footsteps. As a bodyguard, it was normal for him to wait outside the restroom, especially since he was holding her bag.
As soon as she pushed open the door, Dallas suddenly stepped forward, grabbing her shoulder and pushing her into the restroom. Before Averi could even make a sound, he pinned her wrists behind her back and used his knee to part her legs.
The move was fluid and seamless, giving Averi a glimpse of his professional skills.
Averi said calmly, "Dallas, I am a standard powerless person. It's too wasteful to use the same attitude as dealing with terrorists to deal with me."
Click, the honey colored fingers with distinct knuckles turned the door lock, then slid between her legs, opened her underwear, touched the wet area, and inserted two fingers without hesitation.
"Hmm."
The small hole was completely unprepared, even though it was moist, it was still convulsing with shock, and the flesh twisted tightly around the thick and long fingers that had invaded. Pinch while accelerating the secretion of juice, making it easier for fingers to insert deeper.
Dallas was not polite, his knuckles rubbed against the flesh wall and he began to thrust heavily. He exerted great force and pulled the tender flesh towards the direction of the acupoint.
"Ah, ah... wait a minute... "Averi begged for mercy in a low voice, feeling a bit overwhelmed by the initial excitement. And she's holding back urine, that's the most deadly thing.
The feeling of being both crispy and suffocating hit her scalp from under her body along her spine. If she wanted to hold back, she had to tighten her lower abdomen, which made her feel even stronger and almost insane.
His warm, heavy breath brushed against her ear, followed by a voice so low it was almost a growl: "Isn't this what you wanted?" Her breath caught for a moment before he spoke again, even more restrained, "You little tease."
As soon as he spoke, Dallas was surprised and couldn't believe he had said such words. However, after the surprise, he felt a strange sense of satisfaction.
Looking at the woman in front of him, her parted red lips and hazy eyes, he thought to himself, Yeah, she's exactly the kind of tease I thought she was.
That's why I sent him that kind of message, so it was already wet before he came.
How did she get wet? What did the foreigner say to her?
Did you still do something?
She doesn't think he is old enough, so she looks for a foreigner?
As soon as he thought about how she was wet and pressed against that person's face, Dallas rubbed his fingers even harder, his palms tapping against his vagina with a crackling sound.
"Mmm... "Averi bit her lower lip hard, holding back her screams until her whole body trembled.
