Page 57 of Fractured Obsession


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“Hello?” she asks.

“Did you receive my present?” I ask, looking at my watch—nineteen minutes until the next meeting.

“I did.”

“Have you put it on?” I pinch the bridge of my nose, trying to battle the migraine.

She chuckles. “Dmitri. I’m in my office with a client due in thirty minutes. As magical as these panties sound I—”

“Then amend what I said. Put them on now.” I put the phone on speaker, and sit at my desk opening the app that’s connected to the toy. “I might not be with you, Cricket, but I certainly want that pussy thinking of me all day.”

“It’s plenty sore from last night and this morning,” she whispers as if someone might overhear her even though she’s alone in her office.

I open my laptop with the security camera that points in the direction of her office. It’s only the front of her office I can see from this angle but I watch as she closes the shutters.

“Good girl,” I praise. “Have you put them on?”

“This is crazy…” She huffs. When I don’t reply she quietly whispers. “Give me a second.”

Suddenly, I have something better to focus on than my migraine.

“Okay, so I really don’t know how this works. Do I-”

I hit the first button and hear her squeak. I chuckle through the phone. “Turn your camera on, Cricket.”

Her voice is a low hum as she replies. “Dmitri, this is—”

I lean forward, most interested, and hang off her every whisper and noise. I look up on the screen.

“Too fast!” she yells, and I lower the speed once again.

I chuckle as her camera appears. Red streaks her cheeks. It’s dimly lit in her office a stark difference to the light shining in from my floor-to-ceiling windows.

I look at my watch. Sixteen minutes. “How quickly do you think I can make you come undone Cricket?”

“You really need to stop calling me that. It’s not endearing whatsoever.”

I swipe shapes over the screen and watch her body respond as she grips the edge of the table.

“I think I’m going to enjoy this,” I haughtily confess. “Although I’d much rather be doing it myself.”

“How can you have so much stamina? You just don’t stop,” she breathes.

I kick up an arrogant smile. Not that I’d ever had a complaint. But sex always had a means to an end. But watching her come undone literally by my fingertips was my new reason for living.

I tap on the features. I think this will easily become one of my new favorite toys.

“Dmitri. Find a fucking rhythm,” she grits out.

I laugh, enjoying the change in her expression as I stroke the screen, each flick and tap creating an obvious reaction from her.

My cock presses against my pants as I tease her.

There’s a knock on her door, and she startles. “Fuck my client’s here early.”

“I don’t care,” I growl. “You’re going to come all over those panties before you get up from that desk.”

“Dmitri!”

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