Page 36 of Tempt Her

Clocking the cameras again, watching my maneuvers, I know if I walk through the kitchen and into the foyer, that whole perimeter is surveilled. But the side hallway? The camera’s not angled that way, and I seek the privacy.

“Yes, that’s it. Deeper. Come on, fuck me. Use me.” Luke’s familiar filthy taunts make me suddenly sweat. “Fuck, you love this cock, don’t you? This wet pussy loves getting fucked so hard.”

“Oh god, Luke, yes.” The helpless cry of lust in Stacey’s voice fills the air, making blood rush to my dick at the sound of her about to come.

I knew this would happen… and I can’t fucking believe it.

Sneaking through the dark back hall, no cameras are in here while I know what I’m about to see, but I’m not prepared.

Peeking around the corner from the shadows, there she is.

Stacey’s naked; her red dress is on the floor. Luke’s pants are around his ankles as her incredible ass fills his hands and my vision—that and her long blonde hair swaying as she rides him like a jockey going for the win.

Fuucck, I clench my molars, able to see her lift on Luke’s dick like a stallion’s, his hands reining her hips and spreading her ass cheeks wider. I choke down my groan, watching her full pussy lips sink back down Luke’s thick cock coated in her milky lust.

“Goddamn, baby, you’re the best,” he moans for her as they look down, watching their slick, grinding fuck.

And holy fuck, I’m going to lose my mind.

With lust. With rage. With betrayal. With jealousy.

“Keep coming on my dick. Keep rubbing that clit on it.” Luke huffs, “Yes. You fucking love cock, don’t you? You love getting fucked.”

“Yes. I love it,” she stammers as her toned thighs shake, her fingernails digging into his bare shoulders. “Oh god, Luke,” she cries out like she’s done this before. She’s come for him several times, and how long has he been fucking her?

I want to rip them apart right now…

But no.

One of us has to be smart and not pussy-whipped. Even for a perfect pussy like that. One that has Luke’s dick throbbing; I know when he’s going to come.

You can fucking bet I will come so damn hard tonight, punishing his ass for disobeying my orders. And that’s exactly what he wants.

Because they do, together, they come so damn hard and loud it makes my hard dick ache. And how he holds her afterward? How she falls into him like she’s found her home.

What has he done?

Quietly, while they’re deaf and in post-coital bliss, I follow my same path back into the kitchen. Picking up a gallon of paint like I’m going to get more, I let the cameras watch me walk out, through the mudroom, to the garage, and to the back of Luke’s van.

I text him.

On my way. 5 minutes out

Then I text Mateo.

Meet me at the Evans job

Now

By the time Mateo pulls up in his truck, it’s been twelve minutes and plenty of time for Luke to scramble and try to cover his ass.

Mateo jumps out of his truck. “What’s going on?”

“You’ll see,” I mutter, this time approaching the front door.

When Stacey answers it, her red dress is back on and smoothed down along with her hair, but her cheeks are still flushed from all the times she came on Luke’s cock.

Sweat hits my palms, but coldly, I greet her, “Good afternoon,Mrs. Evans.”

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