Page 20 of Somebody's Watching Me
“I do, but let’s move on.” Rowan reclined in his chair, and she did the same. “What is that thing you’re wearing for me tonight?”
The white shirt was too big and hung off one shoulder. She raised her arms over her head with a yawn, stretching the thin material tightly enough for him to see the shadow of her breasts and the dark nipples beneath.
“Nothing special.”
Lifting one leg, and then another, she propped her heels wide on the seat’s edge. “And nothing at all underneath, actually.” Her knees fell apart, giving him a glimpse of heaven. “I hope you don’t mind.”
Rowan fisted his cock, grunting with approval. “Show me.”
One corner of her mouth curved upward. “What do you want to see?”
“What’s mine.” He pressed a button to zoom in. “Show me.”
Her fingers skated over her skin, with one hand lowering to rub circles between her legs, and the other speeding the opposite way to lift the shirtand reveal her breasts. Those beautiful eyes of hers started to close as she gave a nipple a hard squeeze.
“You know the rules.” He wedged his pants further down, listening to her erratic breathing. “Be a good girl, and keep those beautiful eyes on me.”
She sucked her bottom lip between her teeth, doing as he said. “I am a good girl.”
“Ah, is that what you need to hear tonight?” Annabeth had a long list of phrases and terms she liked to hear him use while they did this. Her romance books come to life in her ear. “Well, you are a good girl. My good girl. But you know what else?”
Palming her entire breast, the circling movement of her fingers sped up. “What?”
“I think that even though you’re my good girl, you still want me to fuck you like a bad girl. To use you until that sweet little body knows who it belongs to.”
“Yes.” The muscles on her abdomen shuddered. “Please.”
Rowan placed his own earbud in and propped the phone in front of him. Things were going to go differently tonight. Meeting like this hadn’t changed their friendship, and whenever they were around each other, neither of them acknowledged what went down every Friday. It was weird, but something she obviously needed.
However, he thought it was time to make this thing between them a little more real.
“Ms. Howard, I must say, you look good enough to eat,” Rowan drawled in the native Texan accent he so rarely used. “I think it’s time we play with some of those toys on your bench.”
One of her fingers disappeared, her hips rolling as she fucked herself. Giving up on her breast, she reached for a light pink vibrator.
“I am good enough to eat.” She sunk a second finger in, trembling at the stretch. Clicking the vibrator on, she stroked her clit. “I bet you could dine on me for days and never get enough.”
“A lifetime.”
Again, her eyes fluttered closed, and Rowan snapped his teeth. “Eyes. On. Me.”
“But it’s not you. It’s a camera.” She pouted, looking for him in the lens. “It’s not fair that you can see me, but I can’t see you.”
“We should change that.” The pump of his hand increased, thinking that bottom lip needed a good nip. “I get to watch you, but you never get to watch me.”
“Exactly.” A whimper escaped, her hips rotating faster. “You’ve seen all of me, and I get nothing in return.”
Using his free hand, Rowan switched the call to video, and she immediately dropped the vibrator to accept. Her face filled his screen, and judging by the sharp intake of breath, his cock filled hers.
Camera positioning was everything.
“Oh my God, you’re huge!”
Rowan laughed. He never thought humor and sex could go together, but Annabeth constantly surprised him. “Is that a problem?”
The tip of her tongue darted out to wet her lips while she studied him. “Not at all.” On the surveillance camera, her fingers pumped harder. “But seriously, I don’t think I’ve ever had anything that big in my mouth.”
“But you will?” The very idea of fucking her smart mouth had Rowan thrusting in time with the stroke of his hand. “Swallow me down until you’ve absolutely ruined me for any other woman?”
