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It’s killing me that Holly is on the other side of the world right now.Wearing that.I want to tear it off her body with my goddamn teeth. I watch as she sits back down on the bench. Before I instruct her further, I send Neo a text.

Me: Make sure no one gets near those dressing rooms for the next fifteen minutes. At least.

Neo: Seriously, T? We’re in the middle of a fucking shopping center. What the fuck are you going to do in that room when you’re all the way in Italy?

Me: You don’t need to know. Just make sure no one can see or hear her.

Then I focus back on my wife—my hot-as-sin, fuckable wife. “Holly, spread your legs.” I wait for her to do as she’s told. She looks around the room, unsure, but she complies. “Good girl. Now spread ‘em wider for me.”

“Ah, T, I’m in a bloody changing room. This is going to have to wait. I’m not doing this here.”

“Yes, you are. I want you to pull those panties off. They’re blocking my view of heaven.”

“Argh, God. I’m only taking them off, because if I don’t, I’ll be at risk of ruining them. How am I meant to hand over wet panties at the counter, T?” She rambles on as she pulls the material down, kicks it to the side, and sits on the bench with her legs crossed.

“Holly, legs! Open. Them. Now,” I grit out. She does, slowly, letting me see her smooth, wet pussy. Her lips are swollen; they’re glistening with her desire. Even the camera can’t hide how badly she wants this. “Are you in need of release, dolcezza?” I ask her.

“Shut up. You know I am. God, T, how have you managed to turn me on from the other side of the world?”

“It’s a skill. Run your finger through your slit. Slowly.”

She’s hesitant, but her hands move as instructed. “T, someone will know.”

“No one’s going to know, except you and me, Holly. Hold your finger up. I want to see how wet you are for me.” She lifts her hand towards the camera; it shines with her juices. “Mmm, fuck, I want to taste that!” I groan.

“Well, you can, anytime you want. Jump on a jet and come home, so you can taste it,” she pleads.

“Soon, dolcezza, soon. I want to watch you. Position the camera right at your pussy, Holly. I want to watch your fingers ease the ache you’re feeling.”

“Argh, nothing is going to ease this ache until you’re inside me again,” she whispers.

“Holly, position the camera so I can see,” I repeat more firmly.

“Why do I let you talk me into these things?” Even though she’s questioning my intentions, she does as she’s told.

“Fuck, that’s the prettiest fucking pussy I’ve ever seen. Put your fingers on your clit and circle them.” I watch as she draws little figure eights around the entrance of her pussy. Freeing my cock, I tug tight. I’m seconds away from coming, just watching her play with herself. “Put those two fingers inside, Holly, slowly. Ride your hand like it’s mine.”

“T, oh, God, I’m going to...” She gasps and moans ever so quietly. I can see her pussy quivering as the orgasm runs through her, my own hitting me hard and fast.

“Fuck, you’re goddamn perfect, Holly,” I tell her in awe.

“And you’re perverted. I can’t believe I just did that in here.” She picks up the phone, aiming it at her face—herflushedface.

She has that post-orgasm glow. I fucking love seeing her like this. Relaxed. Satisfied. I laugh. “Admit it. The idea of getting caught gets you off.”

“No,youget me off.” She’s serious.

“I gotta go, Holly. Make sure you buy that set. And all the others. I want a collection of lingerie I can rip off you.”

“Okay.”

“And use the fucking cards I gave you.”

“I don’t need your money, T,” she argues.

“I know you don’t need it. And it’sourmoney; we’re married. Everything I have is yours.”

“Mhmm, the only thing you have that I want right now is your body.”

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