Chapter 10
CHAPTER TEN
ATHENA
“So, how’s it going with Charlie?” Heather asked, eyeing me down.
Heather, Sierra, Sun, Evelyn, and I sat in the middle of Carnegie Coffee Shop—a cute café just outside the city. Usually, they closed at six in the evening, but they had an event tonight and decided to stay open for a couple more hours.
I inhaled the scent of coffee and sipped my iced tea, thinking about Charlie yesterday.
“Good,” I said with a smile. “We went to mini-golf last night.”
Heather wiggled her brows. “Not monster mini-golf.”
“Monster mini-golf?” Sun asked, brows furrowed all innocently. “What do you—oh.”
“She means his big dick.” Sierra giggled.
Sun’s cheeks reddened, and I snickered because this was a perfect opportunity to get our conversation off Charlie and me and onto Sun and the person—people?—that she was seeing. Besides, I didn’t know how to answer any questions about us anymore.
Before, I could say that we were just friends, but we were really more than that now.
“Sun surely knows about monster cocks,” I hummed. “Don’t you, Sun?”
“And nice titties.” Heather giggled.
“Guys!” Sun cried, slinking down in her seat. “Keep it down.”
Sierra leaned forward and sipped her hot chocolate, a silver collar glimmering around her neck. “Spill the tea. We want to know what happened when you went to Radiant the other night!”
Sun shot me a playful glare for turning the conversation to her, then bit back a smile. “It was, um, good.”
“I heard through the grapevine that you got dicked down.”
“What?!” Sun exclaimed. “Who said that?!”
Heather smirked. “Michelle.”
“Who’s Michelle?”
“Steven and Hector’s sister,” Sierra said.
Sun placed a hand over her face. “Oh my gosh.”
Evelyn—the fifth and most recent addition to our friend group—smiled from the end seat. “Oh, don’t make her feel too bad. I remember my first time at Radiant. I didn’t know how intense it was going to be, especially with more than one person.”
“This wasn’t her first time at Radiant,” I said.
“Yeah, she’s a regular.” Heather beamed.
“I am not!” Sun exclaimed, face bright red. “I’ve only been twice.”
Sierra grinned. “Did you get with both Russ and Maya this time?”
Instead of denying it, Sun slinked back again and giggled. “No …”
“Oh my God, you totally did,” Heather teased. “How was it, living my dream?!”
“Your dream is to fuck a married couple?” Sierra asked. “Wait until Hector hears that.”
“No!” Heather exclaimed. “I mean, sleeping with another girl.”
Sierra wiggled her brows at her best friend, who wiggled them back, as if they were planning to get their boyfriends to agree to something that they probably would never agree to otherwise.
My phone buzzed, and I glanced down at it to see a notification.
7 minutes ago.
AdonisHung is live.
Eyes widening, I quickly turned my phone over so nobody else would see it and sat up taller. Charlie was live now? It was only eight o’clock in the evening! Was he at home? Did he decide to use this time while I was out?
I wanted to watch. He hadn’t been live since the night before we slept together.
After shooting up from my seat, I shrugged on my coat and hurried toward the exit of Carnegie Coffee Shop with my phone. “I have to take this! I’ll be right back. Please, watch my stuff.” My horny ass couldn’t wait.
Once I slipped into the car, I locked my car doors and thanked God that it was dark outside because I was about to embarrass myself if it wasn’t. I clicked on the notification and logged in to my account.
When he popped up on the screen, I spread my legs as widely as I could in the driver’s seat and shoved my hand into my pants, finding my clit through my panties. I closed my eyes for a brief moment and moaned softly.
God, he’s so hot.
I reopened my eyes and rubbed my clit even harder and faster, the sensitive bud swelling underneath my touch. On the screen, Charlie had his hand wrapped around his huge cock and was stroking it hard and fast, grunting and cursing to himself.
“Fuck,” he hissed, taut abdomen flexing. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!”
When I caught a glimpse of something pink around his cock that he was using to jerk off with, I slowed down and stared at the screen in a haze.
“I want to get you fucking pregnant,” he growled, making the comments go wild with horny women—and men. “Come inside your panties and make you wear them all around the city so you know who you belong to.”
My eyes widened when I realized that the pink thing wasn’t a toy …
Holy fuck, he’s using my thong to jerk off!
A wave of heat exploded through my core, driving me higher more quickly than I’d thought. I rubbed circles faster and faster. My phone shook in my free hand, but I continued staring at the screen.
He was using my panties.
He was talking to me.
Fuck! The thought of him wanting me so badly that he used my panties to get off!
The pressure built higher and higher inside me, and my knees jerked up around the steering wheel as the pleasure exploded inside me. I threw my head back and screamed out in ecstacy in the middle of the parking lot.
How-how is this happening?! Did he enjoy sex with me that much?
My gaze fell to the comments.
BigTitLoverr54: Can’t wait until you do a scene with Nadia.
A scene with Nadia? Who was Nadia? And why was Charlie doing a scene with her?
I stared in a haze at the screen for a few more moments, trying to come up with any answers in my postorgasmic state. But then another comment dropped in the comments section, and I froze.
NadiaLove: Soon.
NadiaLove: I CANNOT wait for you to be inside me.
NadiaLove: I’ve been waiting for so long!!!
My eyes widened, and the orgasm that I was drifting away in suddenly dropped me back into a harsh reality. I tapped on Nadia’s name, which led to her profile on the platform, and tears welled up in my eyes.
When I scrolled through her videos that she had uploaded in the past few weeks, my stomach dropped.
She was beautiful—long brown hair that always seemed to be in the perfect blowout, an entrancing siren’s gaze, curves in all the right places, and the type of full tits that Charlie always had in his videos if he was filming with someone.
I furrowed my brows, eyes burning, and continued scrolling through her videos.
They were supposed to film a scene together? When was this supposed to happen? This week? Next? Maybe later tonight? He’d said that he wouldn’t be home until late tonight. Did that mean he was with her now?
Her page had been viewed millions of times, and she had several hundred thousand people subscribed to her channel.
I swiped away a tear that slid down my cheek. How could I ever compete with her?
It was impossible.
My chest was flatter. My body was slender but straight. Most days, I just threw together a semi-cute outfit and tossed my hair up into a messy bun with some slight makeup to cover my pimples that I was still getting deep into my twenties. And my blow-job skills didn’t come close.
What was I thinking?
I sat back against the driver’s seat. This was never going to go anywhere. He needed someone to get off with, and I was there with him, horny because I had all these feelings for him. But we really were just friends who had turned into fuck buddies.
We would never be anything more.