Page 182 of Money Reigns
Angle herself to my camera, spread her thighs, whisper into the lens like it’s my ear.
She thinks she can touch what’s mine without my permission.
I shove her office door open without knocking.
She jerks, startled, fingers flying away from where they were pressed against her pussy. Her skirt is still bunched high on her hips, thighs slick, lips parted, chest heaving like she’s been caught in sin.
She has.
My Olivia.
Her eyes widen when she sees me, shame and heat battling in her face. She goes to tug her skirt down.
With a smirk.
A smirk.
Oh my girl knows what she’s doing.
“Don’t,” I growl. The sound rips out of me, sharp and absolute.
Her hands freeze.
I stalk across the room, slow, deliberate, eating her with my eyes. Every inch of her is trembling from being caught. From knowing I saw.
“Youknew.” My voice is low, dangerous. “You knew about the camera.”
Her breath hitches. She nods.
“And you touched yourself anyway.”
Another nod, smaller this time, her lips trembling.
Hunger knot inside me, burning hot, tearing at my ribs. “That’s my pussy, Olivia. Mine to touch. Mine to ruin. Mine to keep wet. And you thought you could take that from me?”
My hands catch her waist and lift her straight off the chair. She squeaks, weightless for half a second, before I plant her face-down against her desk, hands flat to brace herself.
The chair topples behind us.
“W-War—”
“Youwantedme to watch,“ I say, my voice a low growl in her ear as I press into her back. “You spread your legs for the camera. You whispered for me.”
She whimpers. “You didn’t tell me about the camera.”
“I don’t have to tell you when I’m watching what’s mine.”
I push her skirt higher over her hips, baring the soaked lace beneath. I palm the heat of her cunt through it and hear her breath catch. “Didn’t think I’d come take what’s mine?”
She doesn’t answer.She can’t.
Not when I hook a finger beneath the ruined lace and rip it clean down the middle.
I drop the torn fabric to the desk like a receipt.
“Hands flat. Stay down.”
I unbuckle my belt with one hand, the sound harsh in the quiet room. My cock is already hard, leaking, aching.
