Page 16 of Collecting Her Debt

Before I can type a reply, another text comes through.

Colton: There's a gift for you on our bed. Open it and be ready at six.

I look at the time, seeing I have a few hours until I see him, so I quickly make my way to my car, reading the text exchange again for good measure and realizing that he called it “our bed” as my chest fills with butterflies. In the past four days, this man has made me feel things I have never experienced in my twenty-five years of life, and I don't know how I will walk away.

The second I walk into the house, I drop everything at the front door, placing my phone in my back pocket as I make my way upstairs. I see that familiar white box sitting in the middle of the bed when I open the door to Colton’s bedroom. My heart rate picks up as I reach for the envelope on top, knowing I should open that first. Instead, I untie the red ribbon and reveal my gift. I expected new lingerie—that was a given—but sitting on top of the black lace is something that causes my heart rate to skyrocket.

My hand grabs the note, tearing it open as my eyes scan the carefully written words, my body shaking with need. It's the toy he used on me when I found his office, the clit stimulator that made me come in less than a minute.

Baby Girl,

I know the last few days have been hard with me working all the time, so I thought we could play a little game. The last time I used that toy on you, you came so beautifully for me, and I want to see that again.

Use it. But do not come.

Put on that sexy black lingerie, bring yourself to the edge, and then stop because as of this moment, every orgasm you have belongs to me.

I stare at the words, wondering how in the hell he's going to know if I come or not, but then my eyes drift down, and I read the last part of his letter.

P.S. I installed a camera on the bookshelf, so don't try to be a smart-ass. I will be watching.

I don't know why that last part sends wetness pooling between my legs, but I peer over my shoulder, and sure enough, there's the camera. Just as my eyes connect with the round ball on the shelf, my phone vibrates, and when I take it out and see Colton's name, I smirk.

Colton: Strip for me.

God, if only he was here and I could hear his voice. His commanding tone always gets me wet and ready for him. I peer at the camera again before setting my phone down and doing as he asks—first taking off my green blouse and then steadily unfastening the button on my jean shorts. Another text comes through.

Colton: Naked. Now.

Fuck. I melt at his words, hearing his tone in my head and closing my eyes, remembering what his eyes look like when he talks like that. I quickly unclasp my bra, letting it fall to the floor before I bend over, my ass facing the camera as I slowly strip my panties from my body. It doesn't take long before another text comes through.

Colton: Baby girl, you are exquisite.

I take a shuddering breath before I type something back.

Me: This would be better if I could hear your voice.

The vulnerability in that text sets my skin on fire, but I send it anyway, wanting him to know how much I crave him.

Colton: I would love to, baby girl, but I'm on a conference call. Now put on that black lace and get into the center of the bed.Now.

I do as he asks, taking the baby doll dress with barely-there mesh cups and see-through lace falling just past my ass. I notice there aren't any panties in the box, smirking as I pick up my phone.

Me: I think you missed something…

It takes less than a second for his response.

Colton: Nope. Now pick up the toy and show me what I want to see.

My cheeks flush scarlet as I do exactly that, the soft silicone pressing against my palm as I move the box to the floor and sink into the bed with my back resting against the headboard. I don't know why I’m nervous. I don't know why the idea of pleasuring myself in front of a camera is causing that swarm of butterflies in my stomach, but all of a sudden, I feel so unsure of myself.

Colton: You have no idea how sexy you look in the middle of my bed, dressed like that…waiting for me.

It's like he saw the uncertainty on my face. It's as if he knew I needed that boost of confidence, and I press the power button on the suction toy and slowly lower it down my body. I set my phone beside me, open and ready to read his texts when they come through.

Colton: Spread those thighs and let me see you

I do as he asks, my legs spreading as my head falls against the headboard, eyes closing as I slowly place the toy on my clit. The second the suction hits, my back arches, and I scream, shutting my legs in hopes of alleviating some of the intensity. My eyes drift to my phone, and I see another text come in.

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