Page 45 of Scandalous Lover

I snatch up my phone and hit pause, giving myself three long, deep breaths to get ahold of myself before using one slightly shaky finger to move the play bar forward slowly, scrubbing through the video until I watch myself launch forward and capture the vibrator from Naomi, tossing her on her back on the bed.

I stop moving the video forward but keep it paused as I get up from the couch and head to my bathroom. Snagging the bottle of cocoa butter lotion from my counter, I avoid meeting my own gaze in the mirror.

Fuck it. If I’m going to do this, I may as well do it right. Doesn’t mean I’m going to be able to look myself in the eyes as I do.

Unless those eyes are onscreen.

I breathe out a nervous laugh as I head back to the sofa, cock still bouncing out of my undone jeans. I drop the damn things to my ankles and flop back down, lotion bottle at the ready.

I turn the volume up much higher than I dared before and hit play.

I’ve got my hands on her body, moving quickly from her hips to her breasts and back again as if I can’t get enough.

I can’t see my own face from this angle, but I can see Naomi’s. Her eyes are open, watching me with desire and surprise. I can’t blame her for that. I remember feeling exactly the same way that night as I let my lizard brain take over and ravish her in all the ways I’d claimed I wasn’t going to.

Well, almost all the ways.

My cock is slippery in my hand as on screen I press her legs open further and touch the little toy down on her clit. She cries out, and I nearly come just from that sound alone. I relax my grip and let my strong hand slide lightly up and down my shaft. I need to last through this whole thing like I’ve never needed anything before in my life.

Just like Naomi said earlier in her hotel room, I’m going to watch this as foreplay and then close my eyes and stick my raging hard cock into that sweet pussy. In my mind, I’m going to come deep inside her while she screams my name.

For now, I keep my eyes glued to the screen as I slip the little black vibrator into her body and catch it as it pops back out.

“You’re driving me fucking crazy, princess.”

“I’m doing it on purpose.”

I’m fisting myself on screen just as hard as I’m fisting myself now, using the juices from her pussy to lube myself up, switching hands as I drench my fingers in her and smoothingthe luscious liquid over my cock. I imagine that’s what I’m lubed up with now and have to lighten my grip once more to keep from blowing too soon.

My hand is inside her, thumb on her clit as she moans. My cock is a living, breathing thing in my hand, telling me to drive it home. I can hear it screaming at me as if I’m in that room again.

A loud chime from my phone shatters my little fantasy world and a text notification flashes across the screen.

I can’t focus quickly enough to read it before it’s gone, but it does its job.

I’m caught.

I fumble to pause the video with my lotion-covered fingers, turning the volume on my phone down all the way and closing out of the file hosting site, swiping up to close every open app on my phone just for good measure.

I toss my phone back on the table and collapse backward into the sofa, wiping my hands on the towel I set next to me.

I lost my mind there for a moment.

What the fuck was I doing jerking off to that?

She videoed me without permission and then forced me to watch it so that she would agree to delete it.

How did that turn into…this?

Chapter Fifteen

Sam

My phone buzzes again, and I snatch it up, angry at the interruption, but angrier at myself for even being in this compromising situation.

Two texts from Naomi.

Naomi: What do you think?

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