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“Oh, that’s better. Where was I?”
She lifted the ereader and held it up as she read aloud.
“The burly man sucked his finger and licked all my pussy juices off. Climb on and take me for a ride. Good girl. I hovered over that club-sized head and tried to get it to fit. It won’t go in… oh! It can’t… I’m… you’re opening up my little flower with that big meat.”
Big meat? What the fuck was she reading?
“I can’t take all of it. It hurts. My virgin pussy can’t take– You’ll take it all like a good girl.”
A knock shook the door behind my back. “Is everything all right, Mr. James?”
I startled, gripped my dick harder at the interruption through the door.
“Remember good girls get their pussies fucked hard and deep. Oh, please!”
“What the hell?” I heard the person’s concern, which meant he must be hearing the streaming, but it did nothing to stop my orgasm from seeing Eve’s gorgeous cleavage and listening to her say such naughty, cum-inducing words. I came all over my hand when she whimpered the last. She was reading from a book. Some filthy, pervy erotic story. It was her voice, her breathy sounds that finished me, because I knew what they sounded like when it was real. When my dick was deep inside her. When she was saying that exact same thing when she looked up at me and told me she wanted it harder. Deeper.
“It hurts so good. Wait, I’m not on birth control so don’t fill me with–”
The screen went black, then text came up.YOUR FREE TIME IS UP. PLEASE PURCHASE THE MONTHLY SUBSCRIPTION TO CONTINUE.
“Fuck!”
“Mr. James? Silas!”
“I’m fine,” I pant-called. “Please give me a few more minutes.”
I dropped my head back against the door. I was in an empty office at the Hyport US office building with my dick out, cum all over my hand, and Eve talking about getting railed for the first time by a lumberjack with a mega-dick and I got cut off by the porn service.
Pulling out a handkerchief–thanks to Bradley for ensuring they were included with every suit packed for me–I wiped my hand semi-clean. Then I fumbled with the cell to purchase a membership to a cam site, not giving a shit that someone in accounting would see the expense on my corporate credit card bill. It took a few minutes of swiping and swearing, but I was back in with Eve.
I turned and leaned against the desk, relieved she was still there.
Now that I was a member, there was a box beneath LIVE that said private chat. I hit that faster than reasonable and paid more for private time with Eve. I couldn’t join her now since I had to go back to the meeting and explain myself, but she was mine and mine alone.
No way were five hundred men going to ogle my woman.
No fucking way. Because with one flick of a cardigan button, Eve and her gorgeous body were all mine.
Mine.
19
EVE
It wasmy fourth night as a cam girl and I was still getting the hang of it. That first night, I’d brought over a few outfit options and my grandmother’s pearls, just like June expected. I’d joined her–she had on a sexy negligee–on her usual time slot. She’d introduced me as her BFF who wanted to talk to men but was too shy to do it in person. She shared a secret, that I was a virgin and had never seen a real dick.
I tried not to roll my eyes–or throw up from the nerves I felt–at her blatant lies. She’d asked the men watching if they’d share dick pics in the chat, which of course, they did. June fanned herself, looked to me and asked if I was hot from seeing all those gorgeous dicks. She continued by telling me I should undo a button on my cardigan to cool off. That night, it was a pale pink one.
I did. Then she asked, since I was a librarian, if I liked reading naughty books. I had to say I didn’t know because I never read those kinds of stories before, because that was the basis for my entire… shtick. She asked her viewers if I should read some sexy scenes. Pop my erotic romance cherry. Again, they said yes. So I read a sex scene. I didn’t have to fake being nervous or shy because I stumbled over myself. Then, I took a drink of water and dribbled it onto my cleavage, which it turned out they found hot as hell. Then it was over. But not before she told all her viewers to show up at my time slot an hour later.
I’d gotten through it thinking that Silas was watching, that I was saying every naughty thing and reading the sexy scene for him.
When I logged in on my own account, I discovered they did. They showed up en masse. And then again. Then again. It was absolutely insane, me trying hard to be sexy but messing up actually turned out to be a hit. I couldn’t believe I had over four hundred people watching me read spicy scenes and undo buttons on my sweaters. Four hundred people translated intoa lotof money. When June gave me a well-deservedI told you so,I caught on to why she did it.
Every night when I ended the call, I gave Cheney and my parents the mental middle finger.
Still, it was weird. It felt a little icky, but I was safe in my own bedroom. No one knew who I was. Where I lived. That I was only playing a role. In fact, it seemed they loved the part I played. So I caught on and started to work it. I read the hottest romances I could find with virgin heroines who seemed to have lived in a convent because they didn’t know what a dick really did or how it could fit. It wasn’t my favorite when it came to reading material, but I was savvy enough to grasp that men loved to be the one to break a woman in. Especially when the hero’s dick was the size of a baby arm with balls filled with obscene quantities of cum.
