chapter twenty-six

I casually walked down into my lab and sat at my desk, pretending as if I didn’t have a glass dildo in my pocket while fully aware my underwear was practically ruined. I slowed my pace, along with my breathing. But they both picked up in my excitement as I got in the direct line of where the webcam was pointing in my lab. I knew my red face was giving me away, but I tried to show some composure as I sat down at my desk as if doing another report.

I wondered if he knew I was up to something. He had no shot, not in a million years, of piecing together my plan, even if he did have his suspicions. I giggled under my breath. No sane person would even consider what I was going to do next. A rational person would unplug the webcam and put tape on any other camera around their house, just in case those were hacked, too. In fact, a sane person would call the police, but that would be stupid of me.

No, I’m not a sane person. Knowing he was watching me right now made my pussy throb. Someone who was into me, watching me. What else had he done? Had he broken in? I squeezed my thighs together and muttered, “Oh…” as I exhaled past my slightly opened lips.

The idea that I was the token of someone’s obsession was everything. To be the center of someone’s universe in such a way that they broke laws and boundaries to show their love. A love so overwhelming to them, but they couldn’t hold it in. That was fucking hot.

I couldn’t hold it in any longer, so I sat down at my computer chair and scooted my ass to the edge, lifted my leg so it hooked over the armrest, and exposed everything to the air. I wiggled my hand into my pocket to grab Casper and then relaxed into my chair once I had it firmly in my palm. If he’d already hacked into it, I didn’t think the computer needed to be on for him to see through my webcam. I really wanted to see what he’d do.

I ran Casper up and down my slit, shivering at the cold, smooth texture against my heated skin.

Would you make your presence known?

I pressed it heavily against my clit, enjoying the way it throbbed against the pressure.

Or would you stay quiet?

“Hadrian…” I let out a small moan as I let Casper sink into my heat, feeling its coolness begin to match my body temperature. I didn’t stop pushing inside until Casper hit the back of me, and then I let go, letting my body get used to being complete from a hard, unyielding object.

Am I being watched right now?

I let my fingertips run endless tight circles on my clit as I made sure my nails didn’t dig into my skin. With my other hand, I grasped Casper around the sides, making sure not to obstruct the view of the bottom of the toy so that if Hadrian was looking in right now, my hand would not block the view. The sight of my walls stretched wide and exposed to him.

Or are you oblivious to the show I desperately want you to see?

I watched my phone light up before the ringtone of an incoming call made its presence known on my desk. A smile broke out as my head fell backward against the chair behind me.

You were watching.

I couldn’t stop myself from fucking myself harder and faster while putting more pressure on my clit. I didn’t even realize the phone had stopped ringing before it started up again. I let go of my clit and grabbed the phone, already mourning the loss of the stimulation. But I didn’t let myself stop fucking myself in full view of the camera as I answered the call.