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“Okay, Mr. Voyeur.”
“But there’s a twist to our story.”
“Which is?”
“I’m the voyeur who gets to fuck you.”
“You’re asking a lot of me, Bryce.”
“You’re not going to obey my command?”
“Since I signed an agreement as you were kissing my inner thighs, I have no other choice but to abide by the clauses of your handwritten contract.”
“What an excellent point you bring up, Miss Hardy. I’d hate to have to involve my attorneys in this matter.”
“I don’t think attorneys are necessary, Mr. Van Der Linden. Why don’t I give you what you want?”
I push Bryce towards the large wooden table in the room. He hitches himself up onto it, looks eager for the show. I walk back, my hips swinging left to right in a provocative way. Before climbing onto the bed, I bend over to remove my shoes.
“You should know by now to leave the heels on.”
“Yes, sir.”
I’m going to give him a show he’s never going to forget.
I lie on my stomach with my knees folded underneath me, allowing him a full view of my ass as I slip a hand underneath me and play with my wetness. With each stroke, I grind my butt in exaggerated circles. I hope he’s as turned on as I am.
I peek over my shoulder, but it’s impossible to see him in this position.
I flip over onto my back and massage my clit the way Bryce did earlier this morning.
I read the yearning in his intense blue eyes.
Gotcha!
I cup my breast with my other hand, squeeze my stiff nipple, and moan with pleasure.
“Bryce, I want you inside me so badly,” I beg.
He crosses his legs, locking them at the ankles, stares at me and shakes his head.
I soldier on. “Your gorgeous cock fits perfectly inside my mouth, but when you’re inside me, it’s like you fill a void.”
“Is that right?”
“Yes…” I close my eyes and sink two fingers into my wet pussy. It feels good, so good, I finger-fuck my needy hole and the wet noises I’m making sound filthy.
Fuck, this is hot.
Masturbating in front of him while talking dirty brings me far more pleasure than I expected. I ease up the pressure to prolong the pleasure, circling my clit with my thumb, my breaths coming heavy.
After a long beat, I open my eyes, and Bryce is still sitting on the wooden table, but he’s naked and stroking his massive erection.
When did he have time to get undressed?
“Don’t stop,” he commands in a deep raspy voice. “I’ll make you come again later.”
“I have a better idea.”
