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“I thought you were becoming someone you didn’t recognize,” he says. “You know, becoming more real.”
I glance at my laptop on my desk. I haven’t posted in weeks and had planned to never post again. But is it a big deal anymore? Maybe with rich, uptight girls like Wren and Prisha. But I’m not that way anymore, though I pretend. Besides, a lot of girls do what they can to earn extra money without the shaming.
I push Jaxon away, and he releases his hold. I answer his confused expression. “I do have an account. I’m sure you guessed, or were told. I’m also a virgin, but we can do a lot of things without doing that.”
“Are you saving it?” he asks me, pushing a strand of hair behind my ear.
“It’s not that I’m saving it,” I reply coolly. “I just don’t want to give it away so quickly. Once it’s gone...”
He nods. “We can figure something out.”
“And I never show my face,” I confess.
I purchased a Venetian mask, which I never used, and pull it out of the bottom drawer. I stand in front of Jaxon and tie it on.
He keeps his eyes on me and takes off his waistcoat and shirt. I gasp when I see every line of his ink, the intricate designs interlaced across his muscular chest. I reach out and delicately trace the lines creating a spiderweb over his left pec.
“Why so many?” I ask.
“Tattoos can be painful, depending on where you get them,” he replies nonchalantly. “The pain distracts me as I make a memory permanent.”
“It seems you would want to forget the painful ones,” I whisper.
“How can you?” he asks, looking me in the eye. “Sometimes the pain can teach you not to repeat it again.”
He pulls me into a kiss, and I press myself against his lean body, feeling the hardness of his heated skin against mine. He reaches down and starts to undo the buttons on my dressy shirt.
“Charlotte, you’re special. You’re the prize. I’ve wanted this since I first saw you.”
I don’t know if I believe him, but I try. He kisses me as my coat falls to the ground. His hands work fast, undressing me, pulling my shirt off me and then my bra. My body jostles as he gets down on his knees and pulls my skirt off my thighs. His breathing is ragged as he looks up into my eyes.
“I won’t be able to touch another after I have you.” His voice is hoarse as he places kisses on my inner thighs.
I step back. “No sex, you promised. Only a blow job.” My gaze lowers to the huge bulge pushing against his thin black pants. It looks like it might bust out of the fly.
He stands up, pressing his body against mine. His broad chest is accented with defined lines. He pulls me tighter into his arms, and I throw back my head as his lips kiss my throat hungrily.
I smile. “Your beard tickles.”
For a moment, I wonder where Asher is. Is he off telling that girl the same lines? That she’s a prize? I shake the thought out of my head. I don’t care where he is, not when I have Jaxon standing half naked in front of me.
“No names,” I tell him sternly.
I set up my computer and point it to below our waists. Slowly, I lower myself down onto my knees as I pull down his pants. And then his knit boxers. Wow, no wonder he likes to fuck.
He grins and then moans as I lick the tip of his hard cock. Swirling my tongue around and around, giving him a show. I taste him, feeling the tightness of his skin against my lips as I take him into my mouth. He moans again, and I do it again, moving my head in circles as I hold him firmly in my lips. He sighs and looks down on me. His large hands cup my cheeks.
The thrill of being recorded, as if we’re being watched in real time, makes me wild. And also knowing that when Asher checks my feed, he’ll see me with someone else. He’ll know that I’m not under his control. I’m the only one in control of what I do.
I suck Jaxon in another big inch and press my lips around him. The weight of him is heavy in my mouth. It hurts to take in another inch, but I do it, opening wide, encouraged by his moans. His hands grip my cheeks firmly, but I can still pull away if I need to. I take in another inch; our eyes lock on one another. He grins with hazy eyes as I flatten my tongue along his cock, and it hits the back of my throat. I hold onto him with both my hands as I move back and forth. His shoulders hunch as he moans louder, and I wonder if he can be heard out in the hallway.
I don’t care. We all do it.
I stretch my neck, and another inch pushes into my mouth. I almost gag, but when I try to pull away, he grabs me and holds me steady. My eyes start to water as I pant around him. I reach for his hips to hold him back.
“Baby, it feels good,” he moans. “Only you can do this to me.”
I gasp for air as he releases his grip on me, and I tumble back. My pussy twitches, and I crave him. I want to feel his hardness stretch me open, but I can’t. I don’t want my first time posted on OnlyFriends. But I can’t help being turned on by the heat of him and his scent in my nose. I tug his hard cock into my open mouth and suck him in again. Jaxon grabs hold of the back of my head, and I do my best to take all of him in. My chin is covered with saliva as he pushes and pulls into my mouth. His heightened breathing is punctuated with muttered obscenities.
