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His gaze becomes intense. Too intense. Maybe I shouldn’t have said what I said. I quickly follow it up with something I know will change the subject we most definitely should not be talking about. “Know what else I love?”
He waits expectantly.
I untie the drawstring on my dress, kick off my shoes, and pull down my silk panties. “Your tongue. I love your tongue. And I want it on me.Everywhere.”
His eyes both darken and blaze fire all at once. “Do you trust me?”
I pull my dress up and over my head. “That’s a silly question to ask someone who’s standing here naked demanding an orgasm.”
“Al, just answer the question.”
“Yes, I trust you, Mr. President.”
He chuckles. Then he walks to the dresser, sets his phone up on a stand, aims it at the bed and starts a video.
My jaw drops. “You’re recording us?”
“It’s a long time between visits. I’d like to be able to see you when I, you know… need to relieve some stress.”
This is new information. We never talk about whether or not we see other people or scratch the itch in between the times he comes to the city.
“Plus, you should see yourself when you come, Allie. It’s the most spectacular thing I’ve ever witnessed in my whole goddamn life.”
I look from him to the camera. “Okay, fine. But if you get to video me having an orgasm, I get to video you.” I put my phone on the nightstand knowing we’ll have two different vantage points.
His smile is a mile wide.
We spend the next several hours burning up our phone batteries.
They are the most erotic hours of my entire twenty-eight years.
Chapter Four
Asher
Our breakfast arrives all too early. I don’t think we got more than a few hours’ sleep between watching videos, making more at better angles, watching those, and, well, it just went on and on.
Still naked in bed, I shovel eggs in my mouth then take a sip of coffee. A work text comes in, making me think of all the videos on my phone. Instead of watching them again, I set up a shared, password protected folder in the Cloud and move all the videos into it.
Shit. Just the knowledge they’re on there gets me hard, which surprises me considering how much of a workout my cock has gotten over the past twelve hours.
Allie looks over my shoulder. “Oh my god, please don’t watch those again. I think you broke my lady garden that last time.”
I snort out laughter. “Lady garden? Woman, I’d call it more of an organ grinder.”
She raises a brow. “I didn’t see you complaining at the time.”
“And I’m still not. The whole night was just…”
“Beyond.”
Our gazes lock onto each other. “Yeah.” When my cock swells further, I shake my head and look back at my phone. “Anyway, I was just making sure prying teenage eyes won’t ever discover these videos.”
“Good idea.” She shoves her phone at me. “Do it on mine, too. I’m always letting Charlie and Maisy play games on this.Can you imagine the wrath I’d get from my brothers if they came across one of these?”
He pales. “Maybe we should delete them. Your brothers would have my head on a spike if they knew.”
She swipes her phone back. “Delete them? Are you crazy? After all that time and energy we spent getting just the right angles? I was thinking we should change careers and get into porn production. Besides, you’re the tech guru. I’m sure nobody will get past your algorithms and cookies and firewalls.”