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When he turns the cell back to him, he arches one eyebrow and smirks. “Show me what I’m missing.”

The demand in his voice shudders through me, and I find myself dipping the camera down my body, showing him my bare breasts, then lower until he can see my pussy beneath the water.

“Fuck. You didn’t touch your cunt, did you?”

“No.” I shake my head, even as heat rushes to my cheeks.

“Oh, but you touched something, didn’t you, Little One?” he drawls seductively.

“Oz,” I whisper, fighting the urge to cover my face with my hands.

“Tell me. Did you touch your needy little clit or play with your tight little ass? Did you get that sexy little plug you had in your toys all soapy, then push it into your hole? Are you getting ready for when I decide to fill that tightness with my dick?”

“No, I…” I shake my head as more heat plumes in my face.

“You’d like that, though, wouldn’t you? Once your cunt is full of my cum and plugged up tight to keep all of me inside of you, I bet you’ll push your ass in the air for me and present that tight little hole to me to be fucked. I bet you’ll beg and whine until I stretch it out with my fingers and fill it with my cock.”

“No, I’ve never. I’d never,” I mumble, my tongue feeling thick and making my words sound slurred.

“I wish you’d saved your ass for me; I want to be the first and only man to ever fuck you there. I’ll always want your pussy, but when I’ve been too rough, or you’re too pregnant to take my cock in your cunt anymore, I know I’ll love fucking your asshole. I’ll make it so good for you. It’ll be a treat for when you’ve been my very, very good girl.”

I don’t even realize my fingers are on my clit again until my orgasm peaks and I squeeze my eyes shut and come on a stifled gasp, like I’m trying to hide the sound from him, even though he’s literally watching me fall apart.

“Holy fuck, that was so fucking sexy.”

“I didn’t,” I rush to say, unsure why I’m trying to deny anything when he just watched me.

“Make sure you sleep naked tonight, the moment I get home, I’m going to be inside of you. I can feel my balls tingling, desperate to fill you up. The second I step through the door, I’m coming for you, and I won’t have the patience to undress you.”

“We shouldn’t?—”

“I’m going to keep you full of me for hours. I’m going to fuck you and fill you up, then keep you full of me until I get hard again, then I’m going to fill you up all over again. I’m going to have you over and over and over until you’ve drained my body of every single drop of cum. I can’t fucking wait.”

“Oh god,” I gasp, feeling my empty core clench with anticipation.

“Quit your job,” he growls.

“What?” I pant, wide-eyed.

“Quit your job. I have plenty of money, I don’t want you to work. I want you with me or waiting for me. Plus, you’re pregnant. I don’t want you working when you’re growing our kid.”

“I’m not pregnant,” I say on a terrified laugh.

“If you’re not growing with my kid yet, you will be soon. It’ll be impossible for you not to get pregnant when I plan to keep you full of my cum until you’re nice and bred.”

His lips are curved into a wide smile, and I can’t help smiling back. “This is so fucked up,” I whisper.

“This is fucking perfect,” he says, winking at me. “Now rest your cell on the side of the tub while you wash your hair. I’ll stay with you while you finish up, then eat.”

For the rest of the day, I do exactly what Oz tells me to, and it’s oddly…freeing. I eat when he tells me to. I do a little work, then change the channel to the film he’s watching, because he says he wants us to watch it together.

When it’s late, he calls me and talks to me while I get into bed, and I fall asleep naked in his bed to the sound of his voice.

10

OZ

Ibarely sleep, willing away the hours until the B team gets here and I get to go home to my Etta. Yesterday was as fucking perfect as it could be when I couldn’t be with her. When I’d called her after she’d had dinner with the Barnetts and she’d confessed she’d planned to run from me, I almost lost my shit and went home. But she didn’t run, she stayed. She chose to stay at my house, in my bed. She chose to stay.

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