He Watches Me: The Seen Trilogy: Part One - Plot & Excerpts
He sits on a lounge chair, wearing the same outfit he had worn to my office. His face is fully illuminated and he holds a lit cigar in his tanned fingers. He is fierce and powerful and undeniably male. Arousal rushes over me, tightening my nipples and moistening my pussy. I clutch the white cotton robe closer around my naked body, struggling to control my need. “Did you touch yourself?” Blaine asks, his voice deep. “No.” I tremble, yearning for that release. “Blaine—” “Take off your clothes, Anna.” He taps his cigar against the terra-cotta ashtray and ashes fall. There’s a small black velvet bag on the wooden table, beside the ashtray. “I have to ask you this first because . . .” It is all I can think about. “Because you might not wish to watch me after I ask it.” I express my fear. I don’t want to risk him, this, whatever we have, but the thought eats at me.
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