Chapter 4 - The Timer I moved my hand between my legs. I was already wet. I had been wet since the moment I'd walked through the door, since the moment I'd signed the paper, since the moment I'd stood in that store and watched him step between me and the thing that was coming… and my fingers slid over myself and I let out a breath I hadn't known I was holding. "Eyes on me," he said. I looked up at him. He was standing against the wall with his arms crossed, watching me, and I put my fingers on my clit and started to move them, slow circles, and I kept my eyes on his face and he kept his eyes on mine. The timer ticked. It was so quiet in that room that I could hear it, the small mechanical click of the seconds going by, and I rubbed my pussy in time with it, and my breath started coming faster, and my hips started to move a little, and I felt it building low in my stomach, that familiar tightening, that pull. "Ahh," I breathed. "Don't stop," he said. I didn't stop. I rubbed f
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