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My wet hole captured my middle finger and slid inside with my lips securely wrapped around it. My tongue looped around the digit, coating it with spit and slipping it back out again. But I made sure I pulled it out with a loud pop just for him.

“Good…” Sin breathed and heat climbed up my skin. “Now be a good girl and stick that finger right inside your soaking wet pussy.”

What the fuck?

Shock washed over me, floored that he wanted me to expose myself in such a manner where anyone could see me fingering myself. But I was more taken aback when I realized he was right.

My cunt was really wet.

“You can’t be serious?” I asked, with hesitation.

But Sin answered right back, “Oh, I’m so fucking serious. I wish you could feel the way my cock is pressing up against my zipper right now, begging to be inside of your tight pussy.”

I gasped at his words, but the sound only made Sin growl. The heated need seared straight through the phone line and sizzled to my toes. Goosebumps formed along my flesh as he drew a reaction from me I hated; my body had deceived me. My pussy loved his filthy mouth.

I argued, “But anyone can see me. There are tons of people walking around outside of my condo, Sin.”

“I know. But that’s the point. The thrill I want you to experience with the risk of getting caught. The fucking rush of adrenaline you’ll have while you finger your cunt,” he added with urgency. “But only I’m going to watch you.”

“No. I won’t do it,” I refused and repeatedly shook my head.

“Then you’ll suffer the consequences, Liv,” Sin breathed with power. “I call the shots, remember? Do as I say, or I’ll send the video to your fiancé.”

Fuck. Sin had me. He wrapped me right around his wicked finger.

“You’re a lunatic,” I whispered. I couldn’t disobey my phantom and lowered my hand down past my tits.

“Well, this lunatic is obsessed with you,” Sin said with a grunt and a rustle of fabric.

I lifted the bottom of my short brown dress and was sure Sin would have a good view of my panty line. As I traced the black thong strap with the tip of my finger, I couldn’t help but feel disgusted with myself for even doing it. I hated myself for picking this dress because I could’ve easily avoided showing any skin to the devil outside my door.

I tried hard not to enjoy the tingles I left on my skin as I pulled back my thong and dipped a finger inside. A shudder of pleasure soared through me, and I fought against any sound escaping my mouth. My teeth bit into my lower lip, and I tried to focus on the pain I inflicted instead of the bliss igniting inside of me. A conflict I battled with the fire of my desire, building low in my belly. My slit was slick and caused my finger to move faster.

But a moan escaped.

“Yes, just like that…” Sin groaned.

I kept the phone cradled against my ear, and I heard skin rubbing against skin. A smooth friction as the flame built higher, and if I wasn’t caught up in lust, I’d curse at him. Because Sin Cruz was jerking off. He was getting off behind a tree while he watched me pleasure myself, peered at me, pleasing the ache he’d created deep inside of me, and I was ready to explode.

My cheek laid against the cool glass with my mouth agape. The ecstasy from my breath fogged up the window and my finger moved quicker while my thumb found my clit. The sensation was overwhelming, and my eyes fixated on the trees as I searched for him, longed for him when I knew I shouldn’t, and I cursed the idea as I closed my eyes.

“You’re being such a good girl pleasing your pussy how I told you to,” Sin groaned as the rustling sound picked up pace and his breathing grew rapid.

Sin’s groans shouldn’t sound like the sexiest thing on this planet. The noises from this wicked man were straight from the devil. My pussy shouldn’t throb from them, but the sinful bitch wouldn’t listen.

I let myself indulge in Mr. Cruz pleasuring himselfin the shadows right along with me. My shadow daddy. The man I despised with a powerful need.

“Show me those big fucking caramel eyes, sweetheart.” Sin sighed with need.

I refused and I wouldn’t peer the demon’s way. He could blackmail me, toy with me, and tease me. But he’d never peer into my soul.

“Look. At. Me,” Sin ordered out each word with the sound of him pounding his cock. “Now.”

My eyes flew open. The command was stern, certain, and forced me to obey. If I hadn’t, I knew there’d be a consequence.

“Fucker,” I gasped with hatred as the pleasure hit its peak, and I knew I’d soon collapse.

“Yes. Such a dirty little slut you’ve been…” Sin groaned, and I heard tainted, squelched sounds from the other end. “Fuck, I wish I could watch you taste my precum soaking the tip of my cock.”

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