Yes. I loved how affected he was. I bit my lip, holding back the demand he take it out and show me. It was bad enough I kept looking at him. I’d completely ruin the scene if I actually spoke to him. Our job was to perform and act like the Voyeur wasn’t there—but I couldn’t look away. Sasha’s soft tongue pressed between my pussy and licked all the way to my clit with a hum of pleasure. I almost forgot about Katrina until a sharp twist to my nipple brought my attention back to her.

“These fucking tits,” she murmured. “I’ve been watching them bounce with every step you took, and all I wanted was to rip your shirt off and play with your nipples until you come. Would you like that?”

“Yes,” I breathed. “Please.”

She leaned down and sucked my hardened bud, letting me relax before biting the tip. I cried out, jerking closer for more.

“But first, a toy.” She held up a vibrator with a flat larger base.

“What is that?” I asked, playing the part of the innocent new maid.

“We’ll show you,” Katrina said, passing it to Sasha. “Why don’t you put it in, and I’ll stay up here.”

Sasha gave me a devious wink and flicked her tongue in the perfect spot. She adjusted her body enough to create a view. It should have turned me on that one woman played with my breasts, and another ate me out. All while slowly working a toy up my ass, but what had me on edge the most was the hungry look of the man across the room. He saw it all, and I loved it.

Fuck, this was torture.

I couldn’t take it.

My body trembled. I writhed on the bed, pushing hard into Katrina’s hands—harder against Sasha’s mouth, moaning when the toy stretched me with a pinch of pain. All under his gaze. The abyss lay ahead, and I bent my knees to jump—to let it swallow me whole.

“Stop.” The deep voice crossed the gap and lassoed me in place, keeping me from falling over.

“What?” I shrieked.

Voyeurs weren’t supposed to talk. Even more shocking was how Katrina and Sasha listened.

“What are you doing?” I asked them.

“Leave,” Atlas commanded.

“What?” I cried again.

I stared slack-jawed as both women got up, giving me a little finger wave and devilish smile before leaving.

“Untie me,” I ordered in the most serious voice I could muster when my body was on fire, and I wasn’t even sure myself if I wanted him to obey.