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Please, please, please.
The voices outside the door grew louder. Merrier. It didn’t matter. My muscles tightened, pulsing to the symphony inside me.
Oliver stood right outside the door now, bellowing nonstop. Dallas’ laughter rolled inside.
Had they decided to take a spontaneous tour right when I thought it would be a good idea to get myself off? Just my luck.
And still, I didn’t stop.
Forever stubborn, I doubled down, forcing my entire fist inside my mouth to stifle a cry as I rode the cigar holder like a wave.
I clamped my teeth around my knuckles, hips bucking back and forth. Pleasure flared through every fiber of my body like wildfire, each cell catching heat.
I screamed Zach’s name into my fist, the word coming out garbled and raw.
After I finished coming, I slumped against the shelves, panting, spent, and utterly boneless. I tried catching my breath as the voices drifting from the hallway grew louder.
“…the hell are they?” Dallas clucked her tongue. “That he sliced the bastard, I can understand. Relate to, even. But he needs to answer his lawyer’s questions.”
Footsteps echoed down the corridor.
“The Bretts and Jasper justleft.” That came from Romeo, his voice flat. Almost bored. “Signed all the waivers and NDAs Zach’s lawyer shoved down their throats. He’s in the clear.” A beat. “Speaking of NDAs…”
“I know, I know.” Oliver sighed. “First rule of Fight Club. Do not covet thy best friend’s banging hot wife.”
“Oliver.”
“I’m offended you’d think I’d narc.”
“I’m offended you think I’m dumb enough to trust you after a bottle of Clase Azul.”
“I’m offended that you’re offended that…”
Their footsteps continued, clicking further from the library. Meanwhile, I remained frozen, legs still open, not daring to exhale.
A gust of cold wind licked at my entrance.
Finally, when the quiet persisted for a solid minute, I released the breath.
Get up, you reckless idiot. Clean yourself. Chuck that cigar holder out the window.
Come to your freaking senses, Farrow Ballantine.
“Farrow.”
It took me a moment to realize my name hadn’t come from inside my head. Zach’s husky voice bounced off the walls, sounding extra robotic this time.
My eyes snapped open.
They immediately darted to the corners of the ceiling. Sure enough, on the one diagonal, a camera hung from above.
Pointed directly at me.
Oh my God.
He saw me masturbating in his house.
He saw my pussy wide open.
