HAPTER 0095


    CHAPTER <b>0095 </b>


    ric’s POV:


    When I took my phone out of the pocket of my jacket, I didn’t know what I was expecting. But it was definitely not a photo of my wife in a pink lingerie set.


    Fuck. Me.


    I couldn’t see her face as her back was facing the camera. Meadow was holding her hair up casually, but her ass was the main fucking meal. Barely covered by the pink scrap of material, her big, bubble butt just fucking… stared at me. Inviting me to have a taste.


    My teeth scraped over my bottom lip as I trailed my finger over her figure on the screen. The photo was daring. Maybe a little too daring.


    Which was why <b>I </b>opened the surveince feed on myptop and went straight to her room. Meadow was standing by her bed, running a hand through her hair and… fucking biting her nails from nervousness, and it seemed she wasn’t even aware she was doing it until she just stopped all of a sudden as if she’d only realized.


    Meadow was too innocent to pull this off–although, I did appreciate the effort. I was going to take more of those photoster.


    Fuck. This fucking set. I was going to take it off with my teeth.


    “Distracting me while I’m at work?” I asked smoothly, hearing the slight hitch of her breath through my phone’s speaker. “How very naughty of you, Doe.”


    There was a pause on her end, and I could practically hear her swallow. I looked at the surveince and she was curling her fingers around her hair. And I couldn’t exactly see her face, but I could already tell she was biting her bottom lip. I pushed the head of my ballpen down a few times, reveling in the click sounds.


    “Well, you said you were going <i>to </i>teach me a few lessons,” she replied airily.


    I leaned back into my seat, taking the head of my ballpen to my teeth, biting it gently. “And what if I was in a board meeting when you sent this?”


    “Were you?”


    Another chuckle. “You sound hopeful, baby. Did you wish I was in a meeting when you sent this… wonderfully posed photo of yourself?”


    She stayed quiet for <i>too </i>long and I watched as she settled on the edge of the bed. “Maybe.”


    “Maybe.” A smirk pulled at a corner of my lips. “Maybe is never enough, Meadow.”


    She looked straight at the camera now, like she knew I was watching her, and then, tilting her head slightly, she said firmly. “Yes. I’d hoped that you were in a meeting.”


    My cock jumped. “That’s a dangerous fantasy, Meadow.” I paused, narrowing my gaze as images began to assault my mind. “But it’s nothingpared to mine.”


    The kind of things I fantasized about doing to Meadow here in my office were–to simply put it–insane.


    But in the best way.


    I could already taste her lingering question before she even asked it. “Will you tell me what your fantasy is, ric?”


    The way Meadow said my name was enough for me to bust a nut in my fucking pants. It’s like it was made for her beautiful tongue. And when she was moaning it, when she was crying out with my name on her lips, it was fucking phenomenal.


    Undoing my tie, I yanked it off my neck and popped the first two buttons of my ck shirt. It was getting fucking hot in here. Or maybe it was from the heat in her voice–because the air conditioning was on.


    I was already losing control, and she wasn’t even anywhere close to me.


    Meadow stood up, phone still pressed to her ear, and then she stepped toward her vanity. She ced the phone on top of the table so I could only assume I was on speaker now.


    And then she did something I definitely was not expecting.


    Her fingers reached for her panties and she started to slide it down. “Don’t take it off, Meadow.” My voice


    was low.


    She froze for a second, and then spun around to face the camera. “I just wanted to confirm that you’re watching me right now, you perv,” she teased.


    I let out an amused breath. “You get off on taunting me, Doe. I should punish you for that. Bend you over my desk and fucking spank that ass until it’s red. I’d make sure you cried loud enough for my employees to hear.” I paused. “Most especially, your ex–boyfriend.”


    Meadow gasped, and I knew that she was already wet. Always fucking ready for me.


    I just told her one of my fantasies and I could tell her face was flushed.


    “Would you like that, Meadow?” I asked, rising to my feet. “Would you like me to punish you with Tyler Cross watching? Would you like me to fuck you from behind while I force him to watch us? To watch me im the pussy he never could have?”


    Tyler Cross still wasn’t aware that Meadow was my wife. I’d thought that with Juniper out, it was only a matter of time before he found out. But I could tell that he still didn’t know, which meant she hadn’t told


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    him yet.


    And all I could do was wonder why.


    Having Meadow here would be the perfect element of surprise. Everyone knew I was married but no one except the people at Mutti’s party had seen her face. And my mother rarely ever let photographers into


    her parties.


    And I hadn’t exactly gone out in public with her, but soon, I would.


    “ric…” Meadow choked out.


    “Yes or no, Meadow?<b>” </b>


    She swallowed. “Fuck, yes.‘


    Fucking hell. I raised my fist to my mouth as I pushed away from the table, biting so hard into it that I could feel the pressure.


    My wife was going to fucking kill me. I tasted something tangy and pulled my fist away from my mouth.


    A little blood trickled out of my still–healing knuckles.


    That yes was all I fucking needed.


    “ric?” my wife whispered.


    I leaned closer to theptop, watching her every move. “You know you deserve to be punished for teasing


    me this evening, don’t you?”


    She let out a breath. “Yes, daddy. I’m <b>sorry- </b>


    <b>“</b><b>Not </b>enough.” My voice lowered. “Get on the bed and spread your legs open.”


    I was already packing up. Shrugging of my jacket, I watched as she went to do as I said, breathing shakily


    over my phone’s speaker.


    Shey t on her bed, knees bent, those beautiful thighs open. And I didn’t know if it was intentional,


    but a moan escaped her mouth.


    I adjusted my cock in my pants.


    “I’m leaving the office now, baby,” I murmured. “I want you to touch yourself with your panties on.”


    “What?” Meadow gasped.


    “You heard me. Touch yourself with your panties on, and don’t you dare attempt to slide those pretty fingers into your bare pussy.”


    Meadow was going to go fucking insane by the time I was at home. She’d be desperate <b>to </b>slip her fingers


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    in her panties and stroke her clit and fuck her hole with her fingers, but I wasn’t going to let her.


    “I’ll be watching you,” I added before I ended the call.


    Meadow’s chest rose and fell as she breathed, her phone beside her head on the bed. And right before I shut myptop down and moved onto my phone’s surveince, she started to slide her fingers down her


    bra.


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    CHAPTER <b>0096 </b>