Page 37 of Grand Love

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Mase

“What the fuckare you doing, Pix?”

I watch on the monitor as Nina stumbles into the back office, pushing the door closed and leaning against it. I can see her chest heaving, and although I know I can’t connect the sound from my home office, I still fiddle with the volume, trying to hear her.

Her hand comes up and grips her throat.

“What’s wrong?” I murmur.

Her hand slides down her body, and my eyes follow their trail. What is she wearing? Is that even an outfit? Why would Vinny allow her out of the damn car? I frown as she slides her hand up the inside of her thigh, subconsciously ducking my head lower as if it will miraculously allow me a better view.

“Fuck!”

What is she doing?!

She fiddles for a second, allowing my imagination to drift.

My dick is instantly hard.

I should stop watching, she’d have my ass if she knew I could see her. I shouldn’t want to even watch this.

I pull out my phone and text Benny.

Mase: Lock the office door

Benny: Nina went in five minutes ago

I shake my head. Fucking idiot.

Mase: I know. Wait at the bar and watch your phone

Her hand moves over herself slowly. The slightest movement in the material of her shirt is the only indicator of what she’s doing to herself.

I palm my cock through my gym shorts, trying to ease the throbbing ache, but it only makes me grow harder.

Fuck.

Her eyes are tightly closed, and I wonder what she’s thinking about, because all I can picture in my mind is me on my knees with my head buried between her legs—just like the first time she was up against that door.

Sliding my shorts over my hips, I release my cock. It stands to attention, precum already coating the tip. It’s been too long. Wrapping my hand around the base, I fist it slowly, with just the right amount of pressure to make it feel like her.

As if she knew what I needed, she lifts the material of her shirt, sliding her other hand down to work herself.

“Good girl.”

Her head hits the door and I watch as a smile creeps onto her face. It’s euphoric and like a fucking spear to my heart.

My balls grow tight as her hand goes tense, her hips moving against her fingers in slow circles. I can tell she’s close.

I start to work myself faster, stroking myself relentlessly as I watch Nina come undone against my office door. I can see her panting. I can see her chest as it rises and falls, her release tethering only a fingertip away.

Mase: Get her out of there. Knock

Hot cum leaks out and over my fingers, and my eyes fight to stay open, but I keep them glued to her.

She jumps away from the door, her hand instantly falling from her pussy. She smooths out the creases in her shirt and then palms her hand over her perfectly straight hair.

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