Page 43 of Shadowed Obsession

The recording ends with those doe eyes staring into my soul.

Fuck.

This video was sent twenty minutes ago. I shouldn’t pull up that feed to see if she’s touching herself. I shouldn’t. Even if she said I could. My mind wars with my dick, desperate for relief and to watch her squirm as she chases her pleasure.

A need that I inspired. Whenever she starts her meticulous routine of setting the mood before she gets herself off, I check out. Cutting the cameras and giving her privacy. Not once have I even listened to her moan or whimper, despite my curiosity. But tonight is different. She knows I’m here and is inviting me into this fantasy. A peek won’t hurt, and the birthday girl gets what she wants.

I review Deirdre’s bedroom feed, finding her in bed with spread legs, writhing beneath a vibrating wand. Soft buzzing fills the room, quiet enough to not disturb her guests. Her moans are hushed and breathy in an attempt to keep this session private.I envy the vibrator teasing her needy clit as it lures every moan from the depths of her throat.

Quickly, I undo my pants, freeing my hard dick, working it in my palm as precum drips down my shaft. My palm smooths over the tip, dragging the wetness down the base as I fuck my hand to the sight of her grinding against that wand.

I imagine I’m on top of her, earning those whimpers as I drill her into that mattress, slow and deep while she moans into my mouth.

I’d fuck her like a dirty little slut while she fights the urge to scream about how good her secret admirer feels. Pain and pleasure etching on that pretty face as she stretches around me. Training herself to take me like a good girl.

She’d whimper as my tongue traced every inch of her perfect body and fist the sheets so hard she’d break a nail. I’d cater to her swollen clit and toy with her until she begged for relent. She’d clench around my dick at every hint of praise and degradation.

She comes with lifted hips, hushed curses, and my name on her tongue. Pleasure seeps from her aching pussy and puddles around her.

She just fucking squirted for me.

My orgasm is immediate at the sight of her making a mess, and I don’t silence my moans when it hits me. She earned them, and I wish she could hear what she’s done to me.

I observe her closely as she shuts off the soaked toy, bringing it to her open mouth and licking it clean like the good little actress she is. I’m awestruck and hard all over again.

My Doe would think twice about taunting me since she’d be too cock drunk to think of anything but being filled.

I would coax her curiosity out of hiding just to devour it. If I unleashed her dark desires, she’d be out of commission for aweek. She has no idea how badly she’d crave me after a meager taste.

Tonight the deer and lion are tied, spent, and satiated. Tomorrow is a new day.

17/

cuéntame

César

9:21 a.m. | 3 days after ‘the second incident’

Iwas ten minutes early for this debriefing with the Hales and sat waiting for them to arrive on their usual bullshit. That’s not what I’m currently faced with as we sit here. There was an awkward energy in the room after they entered, and it’s only grown since. No bickering, and they were surprisingly on time.

Dara arrived first with her usual shyness, but Dax’s demeanor is different from the norm. His arrogance has taken a backseat, and stress is drawn all over his face. Makes me wonder if they took my advice and called their uncle before they got themselves in the middle of a war with the local crime families.

To make things more uncomfortable, I trade in my stoic face for a fake smile and start the conversation. Picking up where we left off, I slide a folder across the table for them to review. The deafening silence urges me to speak faster in hopes of getting out of here quickly.

Abuelahas dialysis this afternoon, and while I don’t look forward to it, I do enjoy the time we spend together and would much rather be there than here.

As the briefing concludes, I ask if there’s any further information they’re interested in moving forward with, and it’ll be prioritized before our next meeting.

Dax clears his throat and folds his hands in front of him. “Thanks, mate. This is all very good, but I have something to add before we part.”

I lift a brow and remain seated, gathering all my documents as I brace myself for whatever bullshit he’s about to share.

Let’s hear it, Dax.

“We spoke with Uncle Theo. He disapproves of our idea to buy them out in hopes they’d leave town.”

Of course, he does.

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