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But she’s doing this now, while I’m home?
Fuck, does she know I’m here?
Dropping my hand to the doorknob, I twist it and slowly open the door, letting it swing until it softly knocks against the wall. She jolts and spins toward me. I grin at her shocked expression.
But it’s me who’s really shocked.
There she is, fully naked, holding a purple vibrator to her clit. Her back is arched, her blonde hair tumbling down the perfect curve of her back. Her face is clear from makeup, her freckles shining brightly in the natural sunlight pouring in through the window.
I’ve watched her videos, scrolled her pictures. Saved them. Jacked off too many times to count.
I’ve memorized her. Every inch. Every freckle. Every moan.
But there is nothing, nothing, compared to seeing her like this in person.
My body hums, coming to life and catching on fire all at once.
Her bright eyes are wide as she stares up at me, her mouth parted. The vibrator falls from her hand and buzzes against the wooden floor.
I wave my hand at her. “Don’t let me interrupt,” I mouth, and her eyes jerk back to her setup. It takes work, but I finally tear my eyes from her skin, the curve of her thick hips, the dips and peaks of her ass.
She’s fucking hot.
I bite my tongue and look around. Her setup is an impressive one. Professional.
How long has she been doing this?
There are black sheets set up on a portable clothing rack, and a small white rug is under her, hiding her surroundings from view.
Smart. No wonder I couldn’t tell where she was in any of her videos.
Her phone sits on a small tripod, recording her at the perfect angle to keep her face out of view. Her laptop is set up next to her, out of camera, probably so she can watch the feed. To her right is a big box of toys, and I practically choke on my tongue when I see her collection.
Fuck, this isn’t a casual thing for her. It’s a goddamn job.
It makes me sweaty and on the verge of puking.
I shake myself, forcing thoughts and worries away as I watch her. “Are you live?” I ask, my guttural voice barely above a whisper. She’s still frozen with shock, completely unable to do anything but stare at me. Finally, she hesitantly nods. “Well, give your subscribers a show.”
Her face goes pale, then turns red as the seconds pass. Her body shakes, her eyes going glossy.
Seeing her naked, looking like sex personified, is one thing. But seeing her like this, terrified and vulnerable…I bite the inside of my cheek as my heart squeezes and my cock throbs. It does something to me.
I grin, settling against the doorframe and folding my arms over my chest, feigning a nonchalance I don’t feel.
Honestly, it makes me sick to think this is what she’s been doing only a few feet from me. Fucking herself on camera for these men. For men like me.
She blinks a few times as she takes in the fuck you expression on my face. Her eyes narrow as she straightens her shoulders, her previous confidence filling her once more. I almost see the words flit through her mind as her lips tip up in a small smirk.
Game on.
Turning her attention back to her viewers, she grabs the vibrator and slides it down her body, teasing herself. It coasts over her chest, her delicate collarbone, the swell of her heavy breast, before finally landing on her nipple.
It’s pink and taut, begging for my teeth. My dick jumps when she licks her lips seductively and spreads her thick thighs wider, letting the rug slip beneath her.
My jaw tenses, and my mouth goes dry while I watch her smile softly at some nameless, faceless fucker instead of me.
“Thanks, Daddy,” she laughs softly, and I jolt a step forward. My shaky hand slides into my pocket and I pull my phone out, my attention on her until the last second. My thumb trembles as I slide it over the screen and bring up her livestream.
