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Ezra stands there, leaning against the doorframe. His tie is undone and his suit jacket hangs from the index finger of his right hand.
“Were you touching yourself in my bed, Maggie?”
I swallow. “I-I…”
I’m not one to lie. Technically, I was touching myself even though I wasn’t really trying to get myself off. Ezra keeps his gaze locked on mine as he pushes away from the wall. He takes a step closer, then another.
“Push play, Maggie. I want to see exactly what you were doing in my bed.”
“Mr. Garner, I…” I can’t seem to think of what to say.
“I think since you’re in my bed, you should call me Ezra. I’ve been picturing you in my bed all night. ”
“You have?”
“Start the movie again, Maggie.”
I sit for a moment, stunned. Then I nod slowly. Without looking away from him, I press play. The woman’s moaning again. Skin slaps against skin. My panties are damp against the throbbing lips of my pussy. Ezra takes another step closer.
“Show me what you were doing in my bed.”
I lick my lips. Ezra groans as his gaze lowers to my mouth. My cheeks flame because I know what he’s thinking. At least, I think I do. When I let my eyes leave his, I see that he has a tent in his fitted suit pants.
“Show me,” he says again.
I can’t tear my eyes away from the thick outline of his erection. I circle my hips against the mattress as I lie back down. One hand is still on my breast, the other on the remote.
“Was that hand between your legs, Maggie?”
I shake my head.
“Where was it?”
Setting the remote aside, I cup my breasts with both hands.
“Do you want to make my fantasy come true?” he asks.
“Yes.”
The word comes out as a hoarse whisper, but he hears it. I can tell by the way his nostrils flare and his left eye twitches.
“Unzip your pants.”
My hand trembles when I lift it from my breast and lower it to the button on my jeans. I take him in as he watches me, as he takes a step closer, as if he can’t stay away. It takes me two tries to pull down the tab of my zipper.
“Slide your hand down into your panties,” he says.
The room is filled with a cacophony of moans and grunts. It’s dirty. It’s obscene. It’s making me wetter. I slip two fingers into my panties. I’m so on edge that as soon as they glance over my throbbing clit, I whimper.
“Fuck,” Ezra groans. “This is what I imagined, you shyly touching yourself, making my sheets smell like you. But now I need to see it. Show me, Maggie. Show me how wet you are.”
ChapterFive
Ezra
She fumbles as she tries to pull her hand out of her panties while pushing her pants down. I toss my jacket onto the foot of the bed and step up to help. As I hover above her, she looks up at me. Her eyes are glazed over with lust. Her lips are parted. Her tits jiggle against her bra with each panted breath. She’s a fucking goddess.
I rip her pants down her thighs before she’s able to extricate her hand, and it gives me such a beautiful sight. The tip of her middle finger works in frantic circles around the little nub. She’s so wet, the lips of her bare pussy glisten in the light from the TV.
