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Ian
There was a wicked glint in her eyes. I could see it even through the grainy black and white video feed. The corner of my lips lifted in amusement as I watched her disrobe. Mare was as bratty now as she ever was, and she knew exactly what she was doing. Taunting us. Teasing us. Jensen stood at my back, watching—his eyes glued to the screen.
“What the hell is she doing?” Jensen’s question came out with less of his usual sharpness. Instead, it was gruff, barely contained.
“You know exactly what she’s doing.” I lifted a brow at the screen as she moved to the bed and reclined in nothing more than her underwear. “And so does she.”
“Fuck.”
Fuck was right. As I shook my head, I heard the sound of the front door opening. Knowing it was Archer, I didn’t even bother to look back. I listened as his footsteps echoed up the hallway and stopped in the doorway of the office, a brief moment of hesitation on his part.
“You were supposed to go in and check out the cameras,” I said idly.
“She wouldn’t let me in,” he replied, taking my comment as his cue that he was allowed to enter. “What was I supposed to do?”
I didn’t look away from the screen but answered him nonetheless. “It shouldn’t matter what she wants,” I said. “We let her have what she wanted for five years. She agreed to our arrangement, our relationship and everything that it entailed, so I think it’s safe to say that we get to make the decisions now. She might be mad for a while, but once she knows everything, she’ll come around. You know she remembers our promise to take care of her as well as I do.”
“That doesn’t mean she agrees to it now. It’s not like we’re going to just come out with all this information and scare her away. That was the whole reason we didn’t approach her to begin with. She’s a grown woman, Ian. She has a—fucking hell!”
My smirk edged up a notch as he finally saw what had captured both mine and Jensen’s attention. “Next time,” I said coolly, pulling my gaze from Mare’s creamy pale breasts for a split second as I looked back at Archer’s dumbfounded expression, “make her let you in.”
It took him a second to respond. His eyes were wide as they fixated on our girl’s movements as she pleasured herself. “Got it.”
With that, the three of us refocused our attention on the object of our obsession: a smartass little brat with a penchant for trouble and danger.
Her movements were graceful in the way that only she could be. Her tight little body shivered when she touched herself, and I bit my lip as the expression on her face morphed from one of exploratory interest to delicious pleasure. Jensen groaned behind me, and a split second later, he took a step away—a wash of cool conditioned air wafted over the back of my neck.
“I can’t stand here and watch this with you two. I’ve gotta … fuck—I’ve got to find something to do.” He turned and left the room. I understood why he left, looking for a distraction. This was pure torture, to see Mare in all of her sinful glory but not be able to touch. Hell, I was tempted to do the same, my cock throbbing painfully as she continued.
Archer gave an audible gulp as he, too, took a step back. “Someone has to stay and watch,” I said, standing.Damn brat. “I want surveillance on her twenty-four-seven.”
“Not me, Ian,” he said, stopping my movements. Grinding my teeth at his reluctance, I glanced back and met his gaze. “I—” His eyes were still zeroed in on the screen. “I can’t sit here and watch her and not …” His eyes widened, and I looked back to what he was seeing, noting that our girl had taken off her underwear and was now completely naked and spread out on the bed, her legs split wide so we could see just how wet she was as her fingers moved in her pussy and over her little clit.God fucking damn, this right here… I nearly growled, my body nearly trembling with the urge to drive over to that closet she called an apartment. This was the very part of her I planned to punish for this stunt. “I can’t sit here and watch that,” Archer gritted out, “and not go to her.”
I released a sigh, readying myself for who knew how long of this torture.If these damn pussies will crack under pressure, I’ll be the one to watch her bratty ass. “Fine.” I sat back down. “I’ll stay. Relieve me in a few hours.”
He nodded once and darted out of the room like his ass was on fire. I groaned and scrubbed a hand down my face and then stood back up and moved to shut the door to the office. Returning to my seat, I leaned forward, steepling my fingers on the edge of the desk as I watched. Knowing Mare, I was the one who she intended to trap; she knew what I enjoyed, what I wanted. It was this part that made me cramp with need. The watching. I was the voyeur, and she was the performer, and oh, how she loved to dance for me.
Her back arched, fingers moving faster against her clit. I imagined I could hear the sound of her crying out. The urge to have microphones installed in her apartment filled me as I watched. I wanted to hear each of her moans, gasps, and whimpers as she played with herself, but I couldn’t—not yet anyway—so I released a pent up breath and sat back, my cock straining hard against the front of my jeans. Though I tried to stop the forward movement of my thoughts, I was already picturing how I’d punish her little ass for this. Bending her over my knee and turning her gorgeous backside a pretty red wouldn’t be enough. No, I wanted more.
The video feed only showed what she was doing, but even with no sound, I knew she was panting—whimpering as she got closer and closer to her climax. The tighter she was wound, the more my cock pulsed in my pants until I couldn’t contain it anymore. Reaching down and grunting, I released myself into my hand. My cock was hard as goddamn rock, my length twitching as I stroked myself once from base to tip and back again. Her legs trembled with effort, and her fingers slowed—trying to make the pleasure last?I wondered. No. Something else, I realized a moment later when she stopped altogether and reached back for what looked to be a vibrator.
Oh, sweet baby,I thought. I grinned as she looked straight at the camera—straight at me. My cock jumped in my fist. When the time came for it, I was going to tie her down and push her straight to the edge of climax and hold her there. That would be her punishment, keeping her on that cliff. Not for a few minutes, oh no, she wasn’t getting off that easy. I’d bind her hands and legs and blindfold her, and then I’d watch as she writhed and cried and whimpered and screamed—begging for release that she wouldn’t receive for fucking hours.
What a sight she’d be. I could fucking picture it now as I stroked my cock in my hand and watched as she inserted her vibrator, flipped the switch, and parted her lips, likely crying out as it began to move inside of her. When I had her bound and spread-eagle for me, she’d be just like she was now. She’d be moaning, melting under me from when I’d spank her. Her thighs and her ass first, like always, then her pretty tits as a special little treat I knew would make herache. Coated in a soft sheen of sweat, her pale skin would glisten and flare red from my punishment.
I tightened all over as I felt my own release barrel towards me. In the next instant, I reached up, snatching a container of tissues and held it over the head of my cock as I erupted, spurting milky white fluid over the soft paper thin fabric.Next time,I promised myself. When I had her under me, I’d find a much better place for my cum. Like her face or her ass. Or better yet, that sweet juicy pussy.
