Chapter 9
CHAPTER NINE
CHARLIE
“Stupid kid,” I growled through my teeth as I walked into Radiant the next day.
Athena had almost kissed me yesterday at mini-golf, and some immature brat had to ruin it. She had taken me by surprise and stood on her toes to reach me, and I had wanted her to so badly.
Derek sat on one of the leather couches in the main room with two girls on his arm. I pursed my lips because I was still pissed at him and headed straight for the private rooms. I hadn’t reserved one tonight, but I hoped they still had some open.
“Hey, Charlie,” Michelle said, flicking through some papers. “Need a room?”
“You have any extras tonight?”
“You’re in luck.” She grinned. “Room nine is free until midnight.”
I nodded, but still lingered by her desk. “How long did Derek get a membership for?”
“Derek?”
“Derek Easton, my brother.”
“Oh,” Michelle hummed. “I didn’t know you two were brothers. You’re nothing alike.”
“Yeah, he’s an asshole,” I growled. “Do you know how long?”
“I’d need to go back and check,” she said. “I wasn’t the one who registered him. Why?”
After sighing, I pushed myself off the doorframe that I had been leaning on and turned toward the hallway to find room nine. “It doesn’t matter. But if you see him here with a pretty redhead, please tell me.”
Michelle stood and hurried over to me. “A pretty redhead? Ooh, who’s this?”
“She’s …” I paused and looked over at Michelle, who loved gossip. “Nobody.”
Once she placed her arm around my shoulders, she pulled me in tight. “Oh, come on. You can tell me. I can keep a secret.”
“No, you can’t.”
“Sure, I can!” She winked. “And you know I’ll pester you until I find out.”
“She’s just my friend.”
“Your friend or …” She wiggled her brows. “Your friend?”
I cut my gaze to her. “I don’t trust my brother not to hurt her. So, please, tell me.”
“Oh, you totally like her.”
“I do not.”
“Do too.”
“Michelle. Com—”
“Oh, you like her!” she squealed, jumping up and clutching my arm. “I’ve never seen you like this before! All the other girls you’ve brought here, you’ve been so uninterested in them that I thought you might secretly like guys.”
“What?!”
Michelle beamed and continued jumping like a madwoman. “I want to meet her! When are you going to bring her around?” She pinched my cheeks. “My little Charlie is growing up and having feelings. Feelings!”
“Oh my God,” I muttered, pushing her off me. “I have to go.”
Before she could ask me any more questions, I ran down the hall and headed for the private rooms. I found room nine and kicked the door open with my foot, dumping my backpack near the door and tugging out my laptop and camera.
I hate Derek.
After setting up on the bed to stream, I tore off my shirt and tossed it on the couch across from the bed.
And I can’t believe that Athena flirted with him when he came over. She’s mine.
I closed my eyes and gripped my cock through my sweats.
All. Fucking. Mine.
And tonight, I would make sure she knew who she belonged to, that she knew what she would miss out on if she chose him over me.
After lying down on the bed, I stroked my cock through my pants, making it harder.
She had been on my other streams, which told me that she had a notification set to remind her when I went live.
So, if I turned on my camera and jerked one out for her, she would see it.
And if I used her panties that I had stolen from the laundry …
My lips curled into a smirk as I pulled her pink thong out of my pocket.
She would fucking lose it. I knew she would.
Once I logged in to my account, I ignored the alarming number of notifications and DMs and clicked right on Go Live, captioning my stream as, Jerking one out for you, so Athena would know it was all for her.
Every time I did this, she was the only woman I could think about. Even when I filmed with other women, I closed my eyes and imagined I was thrusting into her from behind. But nothing could compare to being inside my needy girl.
After I grabbed a bottle of lube from the drawer, I drizzled some over the head of my hard cock. The number of viewers continued to rise on the viewer counter on the right of the screen, and the comments began rolling in, but Athie wasn’t here yet.
I brushed my thumb across the head of my cock, wetting it. I could drench my cock in this stuff, and it still wouldn’t be as wet as when I was inside Athena. Her pussy was gushing, flooding, sloppy with pleasure.
“Fuck,” I grunted, tightening my hand around my cock. “You feel so good, baby.”
Comments flooded into the chat, and I tried to scan them all to find her name.
A guttural groan escaped my lips. “I know you think of me too.”
Will she say something today? Or is she embarrassed that I now knew it was her?
My hand tightened around the base of my cock, and I reached underneath to grip my balls, wishing that it were Athie’s cunt they were slapping against and not the back of my hand. The way she had felt in my hands, quivering against me as she came …
“Rub that pretty pussy for me,” I murmured. “Oh, baby, I know you can go faster.”
I wanted to eat her out so badly, but last time I had ever tried something like that with another girl, she’d pushed me away and told me that I sucked at it, which was why I usually just fucked my partner’s throat on live. If I did it with Athena and screwed it all up …
I’d never live that down.
Knowing her, she’d tell me that I was great at it so she wouldn’t hurt my feelings.
“I want you a desperate, fuckable little mess, choking on my cock,” I growled, “trying to pull away as I thrust it deeper into you, holding on to your hair so you can’t go anywhere. Eat your pussy until it’s crying all over me.”
The pressure grew higher inside me, my abdomen tightening when I thought of making my best friend a dirty little slut just for me.
The thought of her perfect, innocent face, absolutely fucking destroyed every night.
Her grinning up at me with a face full of cum …
Except I hadn’t had a chance to cover it yet. All I wanted was to fill up her tight hole.
She was the only woman I’d ever come inside of, and that was the only place I would put my cum unless she begged. And even then, it was so hard to pull out of her once I slipped myself in. She felt too good.
I scanned the comments again and nearly froze when I saw Nadia’s name pop up on the screen.
Fuck.