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My hand is tucked into the lip of my jeans before I realize what I’m doing.

I stop short, palming the whole length of my dick through the fabric to try and suppress the urge. This is fucking dirty.

I’m fucking dirty for doing it.

But hey, everybody is weak sometimes, right?

She’s finishing with the kitchen, about to get back to the vacuum. I’m seconds from letting the guilt win, shutting this down, and beating the shit out of myself with a workout when something truly mind-blowing happens.

She stops.

Glances at the camera for a second, a little smile curling on her lips.

Right before turns, snaps off her bra, and lets it drop to the floor.

The taunt or the tease or whatever the hell this is works for me. If she wants to put on a show…

I’ve got my cock gripped in my fist, stroking it slowly.

She keeps her back to the camera most of the time, only letting me catch glimpses. But watching her ass jiggle and just knowing that she’s doing this on purpose, even if she isn’t sure I’m watching or that I’m even here…

Fucking hot.

I drive my hand down in long, hard, squeezing thrusts, imagining her tits wrapped around its length, her tongue scooping up the drop of precum that drips down. It's unbelievable. The real thing would make me explode in an instant.

Her soft, rose lips encircling the tip, swirling her tongue.

I feel the shudder start in my balls, that tingling aura that tells me I’m about to come. I hold it off, slowing my strokes, squeezing harder, trying to drag it out.

But then she goes and bends over, scooping up the vacuum cord, the movement spreading her cheeks just enough for me to see the whole strip of her underwear over her…

I don’t bother covering my growl as I spray my keyboard, desk, and screens.

The peak of the sensation makes me flex every muscle in my lower body, savoring the tumble down the other side, shivers running through me.

Then, immediately, my head is clear.

It’s been way too fucking long.

And I feel like a total creep for doing it, even if she was more or less giving me permission. The confusion is short-lived when I see her reach for her phone, her whole body going stiff, ringing alarms in my head.

I turn up the sound, just in time to catch, “Tonight? Um. Okay. I’ll meet you there. Got it.”

My phone rings a second after she hangs up and dials.

“Hey, what’s up?” I try to sound nonchalant. Like I wasn’t just…

“Hi, Gavin. Are you alright?”

“Uh. Yeah. Fine.”

“You sound out of breath.” Is she seriously messing with me right now?

“Yeah. Work stuff. What did you need, Hellena?” I definitely sound like a nervous teenager who got caught with his dick in his hand. Gotta get her back on track.

“It’s tonight. The drop. I need to go get the money from my boss. You said… to tell you when it was going down.”

“Yeah. Thanks for letting me know.” And for following my orders for once. “I’ll be back to the house in a bit.”

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