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When I am completely naked, I lie back down again and let my legs drift apart.

I brush my fingers over myself, teasing myself as much as I hope I am catching his attention.

I arch my back, press my fingers inside myself and gasp slightly, turning myself on.

I don’t know what I expect him to do, but I want to drive him a little crazy.

I close my eyes and think about how he makes me feel, the sight of his body over mine, and how badly I want to be with him.

It doesn’t take long at all before my body is pulsing with pleasure beneath my fingertip.

When I am done, I grab my phone and run out of the bedroom to the bathroom.

I dial his number.

He answers before the phone even rings once. I grin. He was definitely watching.

“Darya,” he says with a thick voice.

“Stef, did you leave for work already?”

“You, uh, thought I was still in the house?” He clears his throat, sounding uncomfortable.

“I wasn’t sure. But I actually need you to come home, please. It’s a bit of an emergency.”

“What emergency?”

“Please, I need you to come home.”

“I’ll be there in ten minutes.”

I hop in the shower and get dressed quickly. I throw on a pair of tight jeans and a crop top, put my hair up into a messy bun, and touch up my lips with gloss.

I hear him rushing into the house downstairs.

“Darya?” he calls my name, sounding worried.

Chapter 15 - Stefano

I'm sitting in my office at one of my warehouses when my phone chimes with the sound of the security app. I open my phone, knowing that it must be because the camera has registered that Darya is awake.

But when I open the camera to see what she is doing I practically fall out of my chair.

My cock instantly goes rock-hard as I watch her hands travel over her body. She slowly starts removing clothing, piece by piece, and then things get so heated that I have to jump up and close my office door.

I can’t believe I am witnessing this.

Is this something she does often? I have never been lucky enough to catch her.

I watch her closely, every move, every little smile that touches her lips as she reaches her pleasure.

Fuck. This is driving me crazy.

Then she hops off the bed and disappears from my view. I am left wanting to see more, needing to feel her.

While I am still watching the camera in her room, waiting for her to come back, my phone rings with her number.

I get such a fright I answer it within a second of it starting to ring.

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