Chapter 2
Chapter Two
I had a brilliant idea.
Something we hadn’t done in forever. Plus, it would make him squirm a little bit longer. I watched as his cock twitched, begging to have my fingers wrapped around it. I reached over and pressed on the plus sign to add someone else to the call. Why not start a group chat?
“Chloe,” his tone dropped. “What are you up to?”
I laughed. “Just relax and let me handle things. I’m bringing in the big guns. We don’t do this often.”
After a few rings, the sound of water droplets hitting porcelain echoed in the hotel room bathroom. Green eyes met the screen, widening when Angel realized he became an involuntary member of our chat.
A low chuckle came from the speaker. “He is shirtless, and you are wearing nothing but lace. What’s going on?”
“My husband informed me that he needs to come, but of course I can’t be there. I was–”
“Are you objectifying me?”
“More like asking a good friend for help, but I know you have to ask permission now,” I teased.
“Permission,” he scoffed. The handle squeaked as Riley stepped out of the shower and set the phone on the counter. “Did you hear that, your highness? I have to ask to play now.”
I gleaned at Nick under hooded eyes, a wide grin plastered over his face as he watched the pair interact.
Of course Maya and Riley were together. They’d been through hell and back and deserved the best of each other.
He was level-headed and less of a ticking time bomb with her around, on and off the ice.
I didn’t blame them for taking any chance they had at making up for lost time.
I could feel the love and sarcasm radiate from the couple as he dipped his head low, making sure the camera faced the crease of Maya’s neck.
She sighed heavily, tilting her head further to the right, giving him more access as his tongue skimmed across her skin.
“How about it, Freckles. Want to give them a show? Show them how this works.”
“Camera sex? Or how to reduce her husband to a moaning, begging mess?” She laughed.
She always came to me when she needed a confidence boost. In my eyes, she was finding her way, and it was nice to see Angel Kingston around her finger.
When I pressed that accept button, I had no idea I would be front row to two of the closest people to me pretty much making a sex tape, but here we are.
Nick’s semi-hard cock appeared on the screen once more, and I switched on the rabbit as Angel propped up the phone. Was that a tripod? “Exactly how often do you do this for you to have a tripod in your luggage?”
“Enough. I miss my woman when we are apart,” he replied gruffly, taking a seat on the piece of furniture. My breath hitched when their eyes locked and Angel curled his finger, beckoning Maya forward.
She took a step, peeling the jersey from her torso, and he visibly clenched his jaw at the sight of her.
Every scar, every curve for everyone to see, and I was in awe.
I never thought this would be something Maya and I would take part in, but I’m glad we were.
Her doe eyes had a fierce need within them, moving between the camera and Angel.
“Make sure you're both screen recording, and take notes. Class is in session,” Angel smirked.
Though we were all separate, I couldn’t help the heat that pooled in my abdomen. His voice dripped with authority, and watching the way Nick’s cock jerked had me feral.
Sure, I’ll take notes and enjoy myself in the process.