Page 85 of Tiny's Law

“Do you know what this right here is, my love?”

She shakes her head no as her eyes track my hands. I point to the ‘book’ in question and move back towards her. “That right there is a hidden camera, and there are four other hidden cameras in this room.” Eyes widening, she worries her lip. Using my thumb, I release it, not wanting her to hurt herself.

I point to a painting on the other side of the room, and her eyes jump to each object I mention. “Picture frame, alarm clock, door knob, and mirror.”

“What?” Her chest heaves as her breathing increases. She most definitely isn’t scared. My lips lift in a smirk as her eyes dilate.

I pull my phone out of my pocket while simultaneously helping her stand. Opening the app to her house, I select her bedroom and set my phone down while I help her undress. Guiding her to lay exactly where she decided to tease me, I put her legs up the same way she had. I hand her the vibrator after turning it on and nod at her, encouraging her to press it to her center. Her moans are music to my ears now that I can actually fucking do something about it.

Grabbing my phone once again, I click on the view from the bookshelf. The height of the book puts it right at her bed. So from this view, it’s as if I’m on my knees, staring straight at her pussy. I do just that. I drop to my knees between her legs, pressing a kiss to the inside of her thigh.

“Look at this,” I say, bringing the screen in front of her face.

Pulling the vibrator away, she gasps at the view.

“I didn’t say stop.” I guide her hand and the wand back to her center while switching over the view to the regular camera in the corner. I can still clearly see her, but not nearly as close as the book view.

“Now. Can you see how distracting this view would be while sitting in a testosterone-filled room, talking about business?”

She nods, whimpering as her pleasure heightens from the vibrations against her clit.

I click back on the book view. “This is what I had to see for twenty minutes during that dreaded meeting. You think I could pay a single bit of attention to that meeting? When my girl’s sweet pussy was on blatant display on a fucking phone. Not in front of my face like it should be?”

She shakes her head. “Nathan, please.”

“Please, what, angel?”

“Touch me,” she whines.

“I wish I could’ve touched you earlier. I had to put one of my earphones in so I could hear your sweet little moans. You had me hard as a fucking rock. I couldn’t move from the table for a solid thirty minutes after your little stunt.”

“I’m sorry!” she cries. I can hear in her voice that she’s close to breaking. Her build-up is always so sweet. I can taste it in the air. But nothing is sweeter than her explosions.

“Don’t be sorry for doing it, baby. Be sorry for teasing me.”

“I’m sorry!” she yells again, writhing against the bed. She goes to rip the vibrator away from herself, but I’m quicker than her and push her hand back down.

Squirming around me, I push up to kneel in front of her so I can look into her eyes. “Kourtney.”

All it takes is her name now, and her eyes immediately meet mine. Good. She’s such a fast learner.

“Do you want to come?”

“So bad,” she begs.

“Are you going to tease me with this sweet little pussy again?”

“Jesus, Nathan.” She thrashes beneath me.

“Well?”

“Probably!” she yells.

I chuckle at her honesty. I lick a path along her inner thigh. Adjusting the vibrator, I slip my fingers beneath her and groan at how wet she is. My fingers slip so easily inside. A guttural moan rips from her chest. “Please!”

I rip the vibrator from her hand and hurl it across the room before latching onto her clit. Her orgasms belong to me. Sucking her clit into my mouth, I simultaneously thrust two fingers inside of her, just the way I know drives her crazy.

Within seconds, she’s screaming her release. She jackknives off the bed and latches her entire body onto my head. Her cries echo through the room, and I continue to lick her through it while her body convulses around me.

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