“Where do you do your super spy watching?”
He takes out his phone. “The cameras are linked to a secure site on my phone.”
“I want to see.”
Nolan hesitates before clicking on a series of buttons, entering in a million numbers and letters, and then I see my front step. It’s empty. He taps on the screen, and I see the outside of the door we just entered. Another tap shows the top of his head. I’m a few feet from the door and can’t be seen on the camera.
I nudge him back against the door and watch as we both enter the screen. “Does this record?” I ask, not looking at him.
“Yes. I get a notification when there’s movement on camera.” His soft words whisper across my neck.
“Do you watch me come and go?”
He hesitates. I see him glance up at the camera in the ceiling. His eyes are bright blue on his phone, and I can’t stop staring. My body radiates heat and need.
“Yes.”
Holy hotness.I’ve never been into voyeurism or even thought about filming myself during sex but imagining watching us on his camera has my panties drenched.
I reach for the buckle of his belt and grin when I hear him gasp. Before I can talk myself out of it, I drop to my knees and push down his jeans. His cock is warm and hard in my hands.
“Avery. Jesus.”
I wrap my lips around his length, hungry to taste him. He was semi-erect when I tugged at him, but as soon as my mouth surrounded him, he went into full man of steel mode.
“Fuck. Avery.” His free hand goes to my head, and he clutches onto my hair. I curl my lips around my teeth and take him in all the way until he hits the back of my throat.
He drops his free arm to his side, and I watch us on his phone, my head bobbing up and down. Nolan’s head is tilted to the ceiling, his eyes closed, his jaw tense.
I release his cock and drag my tongue up and down his shaft. “Look into the camera.”
I wait until he does and then suck him deep into my mouth. He nearly drops the phone, but I want to watch what I’m doing to him.
“Hold the phone for me to see.” When I can see us again, I suck hard on his tip.
“Fuck me, Avery.”
“That’s what I’m doing,” I say around his cock. I grip his ass and pull him closer to me, loving how tight his thighs are. He’s about to lose control. I slip one hand under my skirt and begin to stroke myself.
“Jesus.” Nolan pushes me off him and then swings me around so my back is pressed against the door.
He switches positions, dropping to his knees, and hikes my skirt up to my hips. He doesn’t even wait to fully move my panties out of the way before he dives his fingers into me. I gasp and mirror his earlier position, my head against the door, my mouth hanging open in pleasure.
I force myself to open my eyes and look at the light where the camera is hidden. Knowing he’ll watch this later puts me over the edge. The second his tongue finds my clit, I clench my thighs around his face and ride out my orgasm against his mouth.
The phone is now forgotten. I’m pretty sure I heard it clatter to the floor. I’m gasping for breath as Nolan takes a condom out of his back pocket. He’s sheathed and inside me in seconds. I wrap my legs around his hips and ride him as he pounds into me.
I grip his shoulders, feeling another orgasm building, or possibly the one I had isn’t over yet.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous.” Nolan lifts my shirt and sucks on my nipple through my bra.
I’ve never had back-to-back orgasms so fast before. I stare into the light and imagine Nolan watching us fuck later tonight. Tomorrow. The next day.
I picture him sitting at his desk, wearing his shirt and tie, watching. Growing hard.
“Come for me again, Avery. I’m not gonna last.”
I imagine him in his bed, watching us ride each other against my door and call out his name through my orgasm. His fingers dig into my ass as he curses and pounds harder, coming inside me. When I’ve caught my breath, I drop one foot to the floor.