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“Yes, sir. Yes… sssir,” she says, drawing out the word as she moans again. She adjusts her camera so I can see her pinching and rolling her nipple as her hips roll and buck.

Fuck, seeing her writhing for me is so damn sexy. I stroke my cock faster, thinking of her moaning for me, under me, clinging to me.

“Yes, my good girl. Don’t you stop,” I growl.

“Daniel, I…”

“What, darling?” I growl, focusing on the head of my cock as I squeeze and stroke. “What do you need? What can I give you so you come for me?”

“I need your tongue!” she yells, and her hand flows down her belly to rub her clit. She shows me how wet she is. Fuck, her fingers are already soaked and… fuck.

My stomach tightens and my cock twitches.

“Is that what you need, Grace? You need my tongue and lips on your clit to push you over the edge and make you squirt for me?” I goad.

“Yes,” she cries. “Yes, sir! I…”

“You’re such a good girl,” I praise. “Being so loud for me, showing me everything I want. I need you on my cock again, on my lips, my fingers, all of it.”

“Daniel!” She moans as she comes. She bites her pillow as her hips buck and writhe. I don’t let up on the vibrator, either.

She comes again, and watching her squirt pushes me right over the edge with her. “Good girl.”

Her eyes flick to the camera, and I’m sure she’s watching me come for her. She shudders and squirms again, both her hands pressing to her pussy as if she’s going to pull out the toy. I stop the vibrating and let her come down.

She sighs and snuggles against her pillow as she pants.

“Feel good, Grace?”

She nods. “So good. You always make me feel good.”

I relax back against my pillow and switch the camera to face me again. She smiles softly, matching my grin. “How about you, Daniel?”

“I’m always happy when you’re involved,” I say, too honest for my own good. “I’m excited to get back home to you.”

“Soon?” she asks.

My heart lurches. Her blatant eagerness, the fact that she’s not hiding how much she wants me makes me feel… fucking amazing. I nod. “Yes, Darling. You’ll see me Sunday for the party.”

“I can’t wait,” she says gently.

“To see me or to feel my hands all over you?” I tease.

She giggles. “Both.”

She’s after my heart, and I don’t know if I want to stop her or welcome her in. Either way, Grace and I are far from done.

twenty-five

Grace

Iglide my hands over my new dress as I stare at the mansion in front of me. Ashley insisted on a shopping trip today, and I’m grateful she convinced me to go.

Now I’m in a deep blue dress that reminds me of Daniel’s eyes. It’s not inappropriate, not for an event that’s taking place at Daniel’s estate, but it’s got some sex appeal.

It’s definitely not loose fitting, and it hangs off one shoulder. The skirt is flirty and loose, but I feel like I actually have curves. It’s not the kind of thing I ever would have bought before, but now… I’m not half as nervous to wear it.

The double doors open as I move up the steps and walk into Daniel’s mansion. It’s huge, and I’m immediately worried that Melissa and I didn’t get enough decorations. But it looks amazing. Other coworkers are looking around in awe, even though Stacy looks as bored as can be, drinking alone while standing next to a wall.

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