Page 21 of Ruthless Touch

“No, I won’t be doing anything here in my office,” I answer.

“I think you should,” she says with a smile that makes her even more beautiful, still looking for the camera somewhere in that room.

“Take your panties off,” I quietly command.

“So you’re just going to watch and not do anything? That doesn’t sound like fun.”

Standing from behind my desk, I button my suit coat before I make my way toward the door. “Do as your told, Aria. Take them off.”

As she slides them down her legs, she says, “I had no idea you were this kinky, Gideon. Who knew you had a peeping Tom thing going?”

“Now close your eyes and run your finger through your pussy. Tell me if you’re wet.”

I listen, wishing I could see her do what I ordered her to do. Her breathing grows ever so slightly heavier, telling me she’s enjoying this.

“I just hope Phillip doesn’t walk in on me.”

“He won’t. Tell me what you’re doing.”

“Even though you can see? You are kinky. Okay. I’m sliding my finger through my folds and over my excited clit, arching down to dip my fingertip inside me. I’m soaking wet, even though in the back of my mind I can’t help but worry I’m going to be seen by someone other than you.”

“You’re fine. Keep going,” I say as I walk toward the elevator, waving off Sasha as she hurries toward me.

I don’t care what she has to tell me at this moment. All I care about is listening to Aria as she plays with herself and tells me about it.

“What do you want me to say?” she asks in a tone so innocent my cock stiffens to as hard as a rock as I enter the elevator.

“I want you to tell me everything. How it feels. How close you are. Everything.”

I press the button as she begins to describe how it feels lying there in my art gallery touching herself with her bodyguard nearby. She sounds so perfect that I can’t wait to see in person how beautiful she looks there with her finger deep in her cunt.

By the time the elevator reaches the eighth floor, my cock hurts it’s so hard. My plan was to simply surprise her while she does what I want, but that might have to change if I want to get any work done today.

“Gideon, is this why you wanted me to wear this blue dress today?” she asks breathlessly.

I step out of the elevator and point at Phillip to move. Covering the phone, I say to him, “Stand in front of this elevator and don’t let anyone onto this floor. Understand?”

He gives me a somber nod of his head, and I pass him on my way to Aria. I see her lying on that white bench with her dress hiked up around her waist and can’t think of anything else but burying myself inside her.

I answer her question with a quick yes before stopping behind her. Eyes closed, she doesn’t see me standing there watching, my cock aching to get in on the action.

“Oh, God…This isn’t going to take long. Three weeks of nothing with another human being is a long time,” she says sweetly as her body tightens.

“Good. I want to watch you come,” I say into the phone right behind her.

Her eyes fly open, and she looks up at me, instantly pushing her dress down over her hips. “Gideon!”

“In the flesh. Now get back to what you were doing.”

She sits up and pouts at me. “No. You tricked me. And I want to know where that damn camera was.”

I can’t help but smile at how cute she is when she’s flustered. Pointing up toward the ceiling at the tiny camera right below the crown molding, I say, “Right there. It gave me a perfect vantage point. Of course, that was the point.”

Still sulking, she stands up and faces me. “I thought the point was for me to get off without you having to be involved at all. That seems to be your whole focus with me.”

With two strides, I’m directly in front of her as she continues to scowl. “I was involved. It was me directing this whole thing. I got you here. I had you lie down on the bench. I told you to play with yourself. See? I was part of it all.”

Her green eyes flash her unhappiness at me as she says, “You’re like some unbelievably frustrating online boyfriend who only likes to watch but never participates and never comes to town to have the real thing.”

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