Page 24 of Malicious Intentions

Her eyes are hooded from lust as her hand slips beneath her shirt, gliding over her hard nipples. I salivate as I watch her touching her tits, longing rolling through me and hitting me with the force of a train.

Then her hand slides down the waistband of her sweatpants, and I grab my cock through my pants, my breath rasping in and out of my lungs.

My eyes narrow as I hold the phone close to my face, not wanting to miss a single second of this show.Is she touching her pussy like I did earlier?

Her chest heaves, breasts bouncing up and down as she strips off her clothing in record time.

Christ. That fucking body.

My dick is so damn hard it could bust concrete, and there’s so much fucking precum leaking from the tip of my cock, making my boxers wet. As much as I want to barge into her room and have my way with her, I need to know how far she’ll take this.

My shirt clings to my sweaty chest. I set my phone on my dresser, my fingers trembling as I unbutton it. I slip it over my shoulders before absently tossing it.

Lexi props herself against the pillows before grabbing the motherfucking vibrator. She turns it on, pressing it to her clit, moving her hips like she’s fucking a damn ghost on her bed.

I struggle to undo my pants with one hand while holding my phone. Awkwardly shoving them and my boxers down, I wrap my hand around my cock, pretending it's her stroking me. Mocha eyes look up at me from her position on her knees, the desire in her irises incinerating me.

I stroke myself harder, licking my lips as I watch her touch her clit and fuck herself with the vibrator. I imagine it’s me touching her, just like I did in the restaurant bathroom.

In an instant, my vision changes to Lexi’s legs over my shoulders while I shove myself balls deep inside her soaked pussy.Damn, is she ever wet and so fucking tight.

CHAPTER 16

Evan

It’s unfortunate that I can’t hear Lexi’s sloppy pussy as she fucks herself with the vibrator. I envision the sounds she made in the bathroom earlier, and I’m fucking done.

I barely grab my shirt in time, my cum spilling out of me, rope after rope shooting onto my white button-down. My chest heaves, and my legs are weak from the strength of my orgasm.

My eyes move back to my phone.Fuck. She’s gonna come.

Her legs shake as her orgasm overtakes her. Her lips are moving, but I can’t make out what she’s saying, even when I move my phone closer.

The damn thing starts ringing, startling me so much I nearly drop it on the floor.

When I see who it is, I take the call.

I always answer whenever someone from King Morine beckons.

Sucking in a breath, I compose myself before answering. “Hey, Luca.”

“Hope I’m not interrupting anything. Your text sounded… well, urgently obsessed.”

Yeah, you have no idea.Although his timing sucks. I wanted a few more minutes to bask in the afterglow of Lexi’s orgasm. But I plan to rewatch this show again later.

Despite the interruption, I chuckle. “You know me well. I need the new cameras we discussed.”

Luca Federico chuckles. “Of course. I’m testing them on a certain brunette myself. So far, so good.”

My smile widens as I mess with my phone, pulling up the cameras in Lexi’s room. “You saw Keira Becker, huh?”

“Yeah. She’s fucking hotter than ever.”

“What’s the deal? She got a boyfriend or anything?”

“Nope.”

I chuckle. “Nice. She’s been waiting on you.”

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