asked.
“Well, no. Not right now, but…”
“In that case, do as I say. You’ll just have to hope they’re too engrossed in their conversation to notice a naked woman in the window opposite them.” Adam’s voice didn’t give anything away, except for one thing. He was serious.
It occurred to her that she could just slip discreetly off the table and hide on the floor where no one would see her. After all, Adam wasn’t there to check. He’d never know. But she would, and she knew that he would work it out. He was so damned perceptive.
So she gritted her teeth, sat up and slid toward the edge of the table. As she climbed down, one of the people opposite turned their head and Rachel instinctively ducked down. She waited a moment or two then peeped up to check that the coast was clear. The man had looked away again. Thank God.
“What are you doing, Rachel?”
“Standing by the window like you said, Sir,” replied Rachel with a slightly brittle edge to her voice. She couldn’t help it—this was just too bloody embarrassing. So why was she so turned on?
“Good girl,” he said.
The approval in his voice confused her body. What was more important? Adam’s approval, or her modesty? Damn him.
“Get the box you took out of my drawer and open it.”
When she opened the box, she groaned. She knew what was coming next.
“Take the bullet vibrator out and insert it into your vagina.”
Jesus, he was going to make her wear a bloody vibrator for the rest of the day. Well, the one advantage she had was that he wasn’t there to activate it. Small comfort, but still… The bullet slipped in easily thanks to her being so wet from pleasuring herself. She wondered if there was a little switch on it. He’d never know if she experimented a little and…
“Is it in?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good. Now listen carefully. Don’t even think of trying to activate it yourself, there are no controls on it. It’s connected to my mobile phone using Bluetooth. Only I can activate it.” He sounded smug, as if he knew what she’d been thinking.
Rachel shook her head. A phone activated vibrator? Whatever next?
Adam continued, “I want you to keep your phone next to you all afternoon. Every time it bleeps with a text, the vibrator will be activated. You will not come. Understood?”
“Yeah,” she groaned. “ Sir .”
“Good. You may get dressed now.”
Rachel was just about to move away from the window, when he added, “In front of the window.”
She scowled at the phone. Should she move away? Damn him, but she couldn’t disobey him, he had her over a barrel.
When she was dressed, Adam spoke again, “I want to test the vibrator. Brace yourself.” A moment later, her phone vibrated, alerting her to the fact that she had a text. A second after that, the bullet sprang to life and she groaned as powerful vibrations stirred up her earlier arousal.
“Ahhh,” she cried, and clenched her legs together.
“Good, I hear it’s working. Excellent. Remember, do not come at any time.”
“Yes, Sir,” she growled, her legs buckling slightly as the strong sensations buzzed through her body. She silently cursed the vibrator, it was bloody powerful. How on earth was she going to control herself with this thing going off intermittently and unexpectedly?
“By the way. The windows are covered with a special reflective film, they’re one-way. No one can see in.” He laughed at her gasp. “Oh, and Rachel?”
“Yes, Sir?”
“I love you.”
The phone went dead and she was left staring at the window in disbelief. He’d made her suffer by letting her think that anyone looking in would be able to see her. She smiled as she realized that she should have known he wouldn’t have put her in such a compromising position. She grinned and unlocked the door. The vibrator had thankfully stopped again, but she couldn’t ignore the reminder of its presence as she sat down on her chair.
She sighed. This was going to be a long