Page 31 of His Good Girl
Arriving home in the darkness, I spot the surprise gift on the doormat outside the front door. Picking it up, it’s heavier than I expected the brown envelope to be.
Entering the apartment, I kick the door closed behind me and cross over to the sofa. Placing the envelope down on the coffee table, I remove my coat and sit, opening it with caution.
Curiously, I see a laptop inside and drag it out, opening the lid slowly. A post-it note is stuck to the dark screen with two words and an arrow pointing to the top left corner.
Play me
Hitting Enter, I type inplaymeas the password, and the screen lights up. The arrow points to a single folder, which I double-click to open, removing the note and sticking it to the coffee table.
A live feed flickers onto the screen of an unmade double bed.
Leaning forward, wondering what the fuck I’m looking at, my heart pounds when I see Serena appear on the screen with a glass of wine and her phone. She places the glass on the nightstand and crawls into bed, staring at her phone.
“Fuck me, Guy. You fucking dick.” He’s bugged Serena’s apartment. From the information I asked him to dig up on her, he knew I was interested in her. Peering into the envelope, I see more pages but ignore them as I drag my gaze back to the screen.
She shoves the covers aside, and still staring at her phone, she slips her hand into her sweats.
I’m aching to know what her porn is, what gets her off.
Clenching my jaw, my hands itching to be on her, she starts to masturbate, her eyes never leaving the phone.
Spotting the mute icon on the screen, I click it to reveal that Guy also included audio. Turning it up fully so that I can catch every pant, every moan, my dick goes hard. Unzipping my fly, I pull my cock out and stroke it gently as I watch Serena pleasuring herself.
Frowning when I take in her expression, I wonder what the problem is. Her face is scrunched up, almost as if she is enduring this act and doesn’t really want to do it.
But then why is she?
“Logan.”
She brings the phone closer to her face, opening her eyes again.
My cock twitches when I realize her porn is me. She is looking at me while she rubs one out. “Oh, dirty girl, you like what you see.”
“Ah!”
Her cry of elation makes my cock spurt out cum all over my hand. I’ve barely even touched myself, but seeing her using me to bring her to an orgasm has shoved me over the cliff.
“Fuck, Serena,” I groan.
Closing my eyes as the pleasure of my climax rips through my veins, I know now there is no going back.
Chapter19
Logan
The last few days have been unbearable. I’ve been in court since Tuesday, and I have to go back there this morning. But I’ve waited long enough to see Serena again. The feed in her apartment isn’t enough. I need to see her in person, breathe in that perfume, touch her. It’s the ass crack of dawn as usual when I stroll into the office. Not needing to be at court until a bit later today, I’ve taken this opportunity.
Checking my watch, I see it’s a little after seven, so I’m surprised to see Serena already sitting at her desk. Her hair is neatly braided, causing me to groan out loud. She is spectacular.
Striding over to her, she looks up when she senses another being in this empty office. Her smile is bright, beautiful, and it warms up my insides.
“Logan,” she says. “Nice to see you again.”
“And you, Serena. Come with me a minute, would you?”
Leading her into my office, I let her walk forward while I shut the door, leaning against it momentarily as I take in the gorgeous creature whose nerves have just shot up into the red zone.
“What can I do for you?” Her tone is soft, panic creeping into it. She knows danger when she sees it, but she has no idea.
