Max's Flirtatious Interest in Jessica's Erotic Writing

Jessica had been invited to a house party at her friend Katie's place. She didn't know many people there, but she was having a good time drinking and chatting with a group of guys in the living room. One of them, a tall and muscular guy named Max, had been flirting with her all night.

"So, what do you do for work?" Max asked, taking a swig of his beer.

"I'm a writer," Jessica replied, feeling his eyes on her chest.

"Really? What kind of writing?"

"Erotica, actually," she said, smirking.

Max's eyes widened in surprise. "Wow, that's hot. Maybe you can give me some inspiration later tonight."

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What happens next?