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“Then tell me what you want,” I ask, moaning.

Silence. For three long seconds, all I hear is Alden breathing, and then his voice changes.

“Turn the camera on, right now. I need to see you.”

A shiver rolls over my skin. I love this side of him. Not the polished attorney. Not the man who straightens his cuffs before dismantling someone in court. Not the perfect son with his perfect manners and carefully measured words. This is the man underneath. He makes this part of himself wear a mask, but it is the only side of him I want to see unmasked.

“Hmm…I don’t know,” I tease. “I kind of like this.”

“Emily.”

It’s just my name, but he says it low, his tone rough like he’s barely holding himself together. I bite my lip to keep from smiling.

“Yes?”

“Camera. On.”

God, I love him like this. I finally accept the video request, keeping the phone angled only on my face. Alden appears on my screen, and his blue eyes are feral. His tie is gone, and his shirt is open. His hair is disheveled from where he’s clearly been running his hands through it. But most importantly, I take in his long, hard cock as his hand moves faster. The piercing in the tip catches my eye. I want to play with that when he’s not drugged.

His intense stare locks onto me.

“Move the phone.”

“So bossy.”

“You asked what I want.”

“I did.”

“Then stop teasing me and give me what I want.”

Heat rushes through me.

I slowly move away from the stand so that he can see all of me, completely naked just for him. Alden’s eyes darken.

“Jesus Christ.”

The worshiping tone in those two words makes my pussy ache for him.

“You like what you see, Alden?”

“You know I do, but you’re being a really bad fucking girl, teasing me like this.”

I really am, more than he’ll ever understand. But I smile sweetly.

“I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about.”

“Liar,” Alden bites out.

He lets go of his cock, the end shiny with his precum. It stands against his bare stomach, and I know exactly what it feels like to have him inside me. I lick my lips, and my heart stutters.

If only you knew who I really am.

Alden leans closer to his screen.

“Just being near you…you’ve been pushing my restraint all night. That dress. No underwear. Those fucking pictures.” His voice drops. “You want to see how far you can push me before I stop being a gentleman.”

“Maybe I do.”