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“Fuck yeah.”

“If you tell me where the cameras are, I can look at you.”

“If I tell you where the cameras are, you’ll takethem down.”

“I’ve packed almost everything. I don’t know where you could have hidden them.” Was he fucking with me? Maybe there were no cameras.

“Why did you stop getting naked?”

Shit. He really could see me. Then again, if he couldn’t, he wouldn’t have called about me breaking things. I stripped completely without saying anything more.

“Better.”

I felt so vulnerable being watched like this.

Knowing I was being watched.

Knowing he’d been watching, maybe for weeks. Months.

“When did you put the cameras in my house?” I demanded.

“It’s been a work in progress. I installed the first one the night I hunted you through the park, before I showed up at your office.”

Fuck. He’d been watching me for months.

“I love watching you. I know you’re safe that way. I also love knowing you can never cheat on us.” I could hear the smile in his voice. “And I love watching you pleasure yourself—especially when you say my name.”

“I don’t do that!”

“Oh, but you have. You’ve said it when you were sleeping, too.” He made a sound of approval.

“You’re completely unhinged.”

“Yes, but you like that.”

My dick definitely didn’t seem to mind. There was no hiding that while I was standing in the middle of my living room naked.

“What do you think about when you stroke that big cock of yours?” he practically purred.

“My wife.”

“Be more specific.”

“You fucking my wife.”

“Lie on your bed.”

I went to the bedroom and got into bed, propping my back against the pillows.

“Fuuuck. Very nice.” He swallowed. “I wish I was there with you.”

I wished the same.

“Now you’re going to close your eyes and tell me everything going on in that pretty head of yours while you show me how you like it.”

“Am I?” I asked, brow raised.

“Aren’t you?”

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