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I walked toward him slowly, one foot in front of the other, letting him watch every step. The red lace shifted with my hips. The toy buzzing softly against my clit the whole time.

Mark didn’t move from the desk. He just sat there in his chair, his eyes glued on me watching me like he was trying to memorize the view.

When I reached the desk, I carefully moved his laptop and papers to the side, clearing enough space. Then I stepped between his legs, leaned down, and slowly pulled his glasses off his face. I set them on the desk beside the laptop and brought my lips...