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He wiggles the camera in the air. “Who else has access to this?”
“No one. The only access is that thumb drive. It saves everything on it.”
He strolls to the dresser, shoves away cologne bottles, and settles the camera in its place. I lose a breath when he creates a show of pointing the camera toward me.
“Since you’re such a fan of recording”—he rests his back against the dresser next to the camera and crosses his arms—“strip for me.”
I clear my throat. “Excuse me?”
“I said,strip for me.” He uncrosses his arms to rub his chin as the words leave his mouth and then recrosses them. “Instead of watching me with another woman, which you assumed you would, you’ll get quite the show from us instead.”
I stifle a breath. “Hard pass on being a victim to revenge porn.”
He flinches. “Like I’d ever allow anyone else to see what’s mine.”
The room closes in as he removes the thumb drive from the side of the camera.
“You and I will be the only people to have access to this.” He plays with it between his fingers while clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth. “Now, I want to punish you for being sneaky. The first step of your atonement is to strip for your husband.” He licks his top, then bottom lip while sliding the thumb drive back into the camera.
There’s no joking on his face.
Or in his voice.
My brain spins.
“Now, Neomi.” He snaps his fingers. “Or I will hold you down, slip this camera inside your pussy, and provide myself with an even better view.”
My skin warms so hot that I’m waiting for it to burn off.
Benny has lost his marbles.
He raises his brow in question.
I choose to strip.
The room is quiet, except for our rapid breathing, as I drag my sweater over my head and unclasp my bra. My movements aren’t slow. I want some say in this too. Benny will not make all the rules. I smirk while tossing my sweater in his direction. My target is the camera, but he catches it before it hits the recording device.
“Do that with your panties next,” he says in a raspy voice.
He drops the sweater and palms his cock over his pants. I notice the outline of an erection swelling underneath the fabric.
I kick off my boots, slide out of my jeans, and slip off my thong. The loud hiss that leaves him reverberates through the room when I wad the panties up in my hand and hold them up. For a moment, I contemplate if I should follow his orders.
Benny slowly shakes his head like he can read my mind. “Don’t test me, Neomi.”
When I hurl it toward him, he catches the thong with one hand while keeping the other over his dick.
Shock flickers through me when he shoves the panties against his face and groans.
It’s carnal.
Dirty.
So damn erotic.
I want to charge toward him, push him on the ground, and ride his cock.
But I don’t because as much as I want him inside me, what he’s doing with my thong entrances me. He curls his tongue around my thong, and I almost die when he draws it into his mouth, sucking the fabric between his lips.
