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"Slide your right hand down Take your time, baby You have such soft skin, I want you to feel it To touch it"

Once again, I comply I keep my left hand on ht so that ers dip under the band ofI bite ertip brushesfarther down to soft, slippery flesh

"Open your eyes," Damien orders "Look at me and touch yourself"

"I--" But my words die on my lips when I open my eyes and see his face--the bold heat in his eyes, the flush of his skin His hands are on the arhtly I can see the whites of his knuckles And his cock is so hard beneath his tailored trousers that I am afraid it will split a seam

"Fuck me," I whisper "We both know you want to"

"More than anything," he says as our eyes h rows in anticipation of his touch "But no," he says,me want to weep "This is about you I want you to feel it, too"

"Feel what?"

"The pleasure I take from your body," he says simply "I want to watch I want to lose myself in the vision of you" As if in illustration of his words, his eyes drag slowly over ers inside Tease your clit Let me see it Let me watch the way your skin asp, each shudder The way you drag your teeth over your lower lip The flush that colors your skin before orgasm, and the just-fucked look in your eyes after you come"

I amy clit I a it off my breast so that I can clutch the side of my desk to steadyyou turns un to memorize the bits and pieces that make up you You are my obsession"

"Yes," I whisper "Oh, yes"

The sharp shrill of my phone fills the roonore it"

I do, too lost in this sensual haze to care about sorindeven after it stops I hear the ping that indicates a voice e to stifle the urge to throw my phone out the

"Don’t even think about it, baby Just this Just us You’re so close, Nikki God, I can see it on your face, in the way your lips are parted I you, tasting you Baby, you taste so good"

I whiainst my own hand Soon, soon, so very soo--

"Ms Fairchild?"