Chapter 2
Nora’s pov
Luca’s eyes stayed locked on me through the gap in the door.
He did not say a word at first. His hand kept moving up and down his thick c**k in slow, steady strokes, the wet sound of skin on skin loud in the quiet room.
The video of me in the storeroom still played behind him, my recorded moans filling the space while he watched me instead.
“I’m—sor—ry… I didn’t mean…”
“Come in,” he said, cutting me off. His voice was low and calm. “Close the door behind you.”
My legs shook as I pushed the door open and stepped inside.
I shut it carefully, the click of the lock sounding too loud.
I stood there with my hand still buried in my panties, fingers slick from how wet I was.
Luca’s gaze dropped straight to the obvious shape of my hand under the fabric.
“Don’t
