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Lev sleeps like a wild animal.
Almost from the second his eyes close, he starts thrashing around the bed, kicking anything and everything in his vicinity. There are mornings I’ve walked into his room and found the pillows and covers jettisoned to every corner of the room. Broken bedposts aren't as rare as I'd like, either.
Even my California king isn't enough to accommodate both Lev and myself comfortably when he gets going. I get two kicks, one to the knee and one to the groin, before I throw my hands up in the air and retreat to my office.
I hadn’t planned on falling asleep in bed next to Lev. He woke up around midnight, muttering about his basement and the only way to calm him back down was to get in bed next to him. Of course, I ended up falling asleep, too.
Rookie mistake.Now, I’m wide awake and craving something strong.
My eyes veer to the monitors hooked up to my desk. I decide to check in on Alyssa to see how she’s doing.
I chose not to visit her at all today---purely because I realized how fucking badly I wanted to. I was tempted to walk down there every minute of every hour of the day. But that kind of shit cannot fly. I need to simply cut her from my system. Go cold turkey.
It doesn't help that I have video cameras installed in the basement. They were put in years ago so that I could keep an eye on Lev from a distance. But they’ve come in uniquely handy in this particular instance.
I sit at my desk and turn the monitors on. The feed is blurry at first but then it focuses fast. The lights are still on so she’s clearly—
I freeze, my eyes homing in on the bed.
Is she doing what I think she’s doing?
She isn’t just naked—she’s splayed out on the bed, her legs parted to either side, her breasts bouncing gently in rhythm as she guides the big purple dildo in and out of her pussy.
There’s not even a question of looking away. My eyes are glued to the screen and I might never look away again.
I’m mesmerized by the way those perky little tits of hers bounce every time she shoves the dildo inside of her. Her pussy is on full display but as good as the feed quality is, it’s still not clear enough for me. Sure, I can see her lips swallow the dildo every time she slides it through—but I want more.
I want tosmellher.
I want totasteher.
I want to eject that fucking toy out of the window and plow into her myself.
God help me, I'm jealous of a plastic dildo.
Her blonde hair is fanned out across the pillows. Her eyes are closed and her chest heaves with every thrust. My cock throbs so painfully that I have to white-knuckle the edge of my desk just to stop from keeling over.
It’s not technically sex if you getyourselfoff, is it? I’m not breaking my rule. This is permissible.
Unzipping myself, I pull out my dick and start pumping hard. There’s no slow build here. Not tonight. I’m so horny that I feel as though I’m going to explode if I don’t come soon.
Her mouth parts in what is without doubt a moan, but I can’t hear it. Isn’t there supposed to be an audio feed hooked up to this thing as well? Grinding my teeth wildly, I release myself long enough to turn the volume on. It links up mid-moan and my cock jumps again.
“Ahh,” she murmurs. “My God, yes…”
She’s so much more relaxed than she was with me. There’s a sense that she feels freer, more comfortable. Uninhibited.
And I don’t like that one bit.
Where the hell was this brazen littlekiskathe other night when I fucked her on my dining table?
Sure, she’d moaned and writhed. She’d also come twice, if memory serves. But it was different. It isn’t until right this minute that I realize she was holding back. Or rather,somethingwas holding her back.
Her body spasms as she nears the edge. I stop touching myself and focus all my attention on the monitor. Her lips part wider, her breasts shiver, her legs flail helplessly for a moment. And then—
“Ahh… Uri…”
My body floods with heat. There is no mistaking the name on her lips.Myname. The satisfaction that races through my body completely washes out the annoyance.
