Page 37 of Stalker

Fuck it, I had a full-on waterfall between my thighs and it was all Dane’s fault.

I ran through the house, closeting my supplies and then racing to the guest house. All day long, Dane’s dirty words about fucking Lincoln Bryce played on repeat in my head. I was a horny mess, and it was hardly one in the afternoon.

I was supposed to be on break, but instead I was flinging clothes out of my closet trying to find something appropriate forfine dining.

Who the hell was going to be dining? Him? Was I going to be serving him?

“Jesus fuck.” I groaned, hating my wardrobe more with each discarded option. My hand landed on one hanger and I paused, looking at the outfit hanging on it as a rant of thoughts flashed through my head.

Don’t do it.

It’s not appropriate.

You’re just a horny teenager that wants to make your boss hard.

It’s not worth it.

My phone pinged in the back pocket of my slacks and I would have ignored it because of the time crunch, if I didn’t recognize the sound as Dane’s hackery notification ping.

The man somehow set his own ringtone to my phone to alert me to his presence.

So, what are you wearing on your date?

I rolled my eyes and decided not to reply. But I did set my phone up on the chair along the wall by the mirror so he could see my room, but not me.

A few seconds later, his voice came through the speaker. “Oh, come on, Puppet. Don’t I get a show?”

“Your stalking knows no bounds, does it?” I snapped, as I started stripping out of my work clothes, staring at the outfit on the hanger.

“Not where you’re concerned.” He deadpanned like it wasn’t problematic. “So, what are you going to wear?”

“Why do you care?” I flicked my bra off and threw it toward the camera, snickering to myself when he groaned.

“Naughty Puppet.” He sounded playful, and I smiled, quite enjoying it. “You’re teasing me.”

“You’ll survive.” I changed into a seamless thong and then slid silk stockings up my legs, adding a garter and clipping the thigh highs in. “You can always just rewatch the creepy videos you took of us last night if you’re lonely.”

“They’re not creepy. They’re sexy as fuck. I’ve come three times already from watching them. Not including the time with you this morning.”

I paused and looked over at my phone, knowing he couldn’t see me. “You came this morning?” I pulled the rose gold lace body suit on over my body, doing the awkward dance of trying to hook the crotch part together. And men wondered why we wanted privacy sometimes. There was nothing seductive about snapping a body suit together like a hunched over gorilla.

He hummed deeply, and I could almost feel the vibrations of his deep voice against my skin. “The same time you squirted for me. I came all over my stomach at the same time.”

“Why is that so hot?” I questioned more for myself than him and then shook it off. I had zero time to daydream about Dane stroking his fat cock in mutual masturbation when I was trying to rush back to my demanding boss. Especially if I didn’t want to soak my fresh panties before I even got in the car.

Fuck, were we riding together? Alone? In a car?

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

I pulled the garter up to my waist and then checked that my thigh highs were secure before sliding the long calf length pencil skirt up over my hips, shimmying into it and then zipping it up. I grabbed the black cape blazer that essentially sat on my shoulders with my arms draped in it and looked in the mirror.

Fuck, it screamed dirty sex kitten.

But I was out of time to change anything about it, if I had a hope or a dream of fixing my face.

I rushed to the bathroom and pulled the claw clip from my hair, dousing it in dry shampoo for some more volume and then reapplied my mascara and grabbed my trusty red lip stain. It was probably over the top for one in the afternoon, but it would last all day and into the evening.

“Do I get a little preview at least?” Dane’s voice filtered through the phone again and I grinned to myself, knowing I was going to give him more than just a preview. The man drove me wild with sexual excitement, and I wanted to tease him like he had been doing to me.

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