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through the small space
between the door and the frame where it hadn’t been closed all the way.
    She wanted to look, but she didn’t dare. Anne imagined he
was jacking off, thinking about their dance just as she was about to do. It
didn’t matter if that’s what he was doing or not, it’s what she wanted to
imagine.
    But the door was open. If she wasn’t supposed to
look, wouldn’t it be closed? Chase didn’t believe in coincidence, so perhaps
the universe had decreed the door be left open for her viewing pleasure? She
realized that her reasoning was skewed and she was rationalizing. If she wanted
to look, she’d better have at it and be prepared to deal with the consequences
if he caught her.
    Being caught was its own fantasy right there. Anne could
easily imagine him being displeased with her for watching him without his
permission, and that should definitely earn her some time over his knee and a
good, solid spanking. Maybe she’d even have to make up for it by sucking his—
    Wow. She looked. Fantasy didn’t have anything on the
reality of Chase Donovan or his cock. They say the camera makes everything look
bigger, but the website didn’t begin to do the size of him justice.
    It also drove the point home that this was real. This wasn’t
happening in some ether of the internet, this was real life. She was watching
her best friend jerk off and she wanted it to be her hand wrapped around
his cock instead of his.
    Things could never be the same between them again and even
that realization couldn’t make her stop watching.
    He’d palmed himself and was slowly working his hand up and
down the length of his shaft. In all the naughty movies she’d ever watched,
this was the time when she could walk through the door and fall on her knees
and do whatever she wanted to him. That was supposedly the fantasy. There
wouldn’t be any denial, no shock or embarrassment at being caught. Anne wished
she had the nerve to follow through.
    She should look away—he hadn’t invited her to be part of
this. It was private.
    That thought turned her on more. It was a transgression into
the forbidden. She wondered if it would make her just as hot if he’d invited
her in to watch. If she’d still be entranced by every movement of his hand, the
way his muscles corded when he fought his orgasm.
    Almost unwittingly, she worked her fingers into the opening
of the boxer shorts she wore and rubbed herself softly. She was torn between
wishing he’d catch her and praying he wouldn’t. Anne was just teasing herself
though. She wasn’t one of those women who could bring herself off like that.
Anne got bored with her own fingers; she needed her Rabbit or Bullet.
    She knew for damn sure he’d hear that thing buzzing outside
his door. Anne turned away reluctantly, padded the rest of the way to the
kitchen and was quick with the battery recon. She had them tucked in her hand
and was on her way back to her room when she realized she was actually thirsty.
She crept back to the kitchen, ignoring the desire to peek into his room again.
    There was a glass on the counter filled with water. Anne
upended it just as Chase strode into the kitchen.
    His eyes were wide and his mouth fell open. “Don’t tell me
that was the water I left on the counter.”
    She looked sheepish. “Uh, maybe.”
    He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
    “Sorry. Here, I’ll make you another.” She fumbled with the
glass while she tried to keep the batteries hidden.
    “No, sweets. I really needed that one.” Chase pursed
his lips and looked skyward, as if there were another glass of water on the
ceiling that could help.
    That was when Anne became aware of an intense heat suddenly
radiating from her skin. It felt like a sunburn.
    “It wasn’t only water, was it?” she asked weakly.
    “No, I’m afraid it wasn’t.”
    “Are you going to tell me what I drank or am I better off
not knowing?” The ache she’d had in her pussy exploded into a nuclear
apocalypse.