Chapter 23
TWENTY-THREE
COLTEN
Ibroke just about every road law I can think of to get here as quickly as possible, including, but definitely not limited to, watching my obsession get herself off on live stream while doing well over the speed limit and running every red light I came across.
But come on, who can blame me?
She’s in my bed.
Her hands are all over her delectable body.
And she’s finally mine.
Obviously I’m going to do whatever I need to get to her as quickly as possible.
Ken eyes me suspiciously as I sprint past him in the lobby, quickly keying in the code and dancing from foot to foot while waiting for the doors to slide open.
I slip into the apartment quietly.
That’s an added perk to stalking your best friend’s sister for years, you get really good at sleuthing.
By the time I reach the bedroom door, I’ve lost my jacket and tie and dig an earpiece from the go bag I keep in the cupboard by the elevator.
I never imagined that forethought would ever come in handy like this, though, and I’m mentally thanking past me for thinking of every eventuality.
With one last look at the stream on my phone, I bite back a curse and quietly step into the room.
Lexi is lost in her own pleasure, soft gasps escaping her pouty lips every so often.
I’m torn between remaining in the shadows, a position I’ve held for years, and stepping into the light to show her that just because she’s mine doesn’t mean she has to give up everything she’s built.
I kick off my shoes and move toward her, careful not to let my shadows fall across the bed.
The idea of helping my girl harness her pleasure while others watch, none the wiser who’s pulling the strings, makes my cock pulse behind my zipper.
I need to set him free, or I’ll be at risk of some kind of permanent damage.
It’s almost a full minute before Lexi’s dark eyes meet mine, a war of emotions shooting across her pretty face.
Shock.
Shame.
Heat.
They move so fast I’d likely miss them if I weren’t so intimately familiar with everything about her.
Her fingers still move between her thighs, the show she’s putting on never missing a beat despite the surprise I’ve given her.
Carefully, I slip the earpiece into place, allowing myself a second to linger before I step away.
Every inch I put between us is harder than the last, and yet it’s familiar.
Too familiar.
I’ve spent years keeping my distance from the woman who held my heart, but having her so close is fucking with my head.
I unbuckle my belt and tug it off before dropping into the seat I usually only use to put my shoes on. The decorator insisted I needed something in here to take up some of the space, and for the first time I agree with her.
Once I’m settled, I switch apps into the one that connects to the earpiece and start running it in the background so I can watch the stream and comments while also having my own private show.
“Time to give them a real show, Wildcat.”
Her head tilts to look at me, her breath more labored than it was a few minutes ago.
“You gonna be a good girl for me, Lexi?”
I’m careful to keep my voice down, not wanting the microphone on her phone to pick it up. This part is just for the two of us, even if all her subscribers get the benefits.
She gives me a shaky nod, and a smirk tugs at my lips.
Her ministrations are steady despite how her fingers shake, but she has nothing to be nervous about.
Not with me.
Soon she’ll realize that I’ll always keep her safe, always put her first.
YourMan64: Show us how wet you are, baby.
Lexi swallows, her eyes locked on mine as she waits patiently for me to tell her what to do, and if I weren’t already positive that she was put on this earth with the purpose of being mine, this moment would seal it.
I nod once and flick my eyes between the screen and the bed as she slides her hand from between her thighs, holding it a few inches from where the phone is suspended.
The evidence of her desire clings to her fingers, and my mouth waters at the idea of tasting her for the first time.
I may never have gone down on a woman, but I already know Lexi is about to become my favorite snack.
LoverNotAFighter: I bet she’d gush for a hard cock, wouldn’t you, Darlin’?
LAGuy: You got any of your favorite toys there to show us?
DanTheSnack: You’re soaked for us.
YourMan64: So hot.
The last one makes me roll my eyes, and I’m met by a smirk tugging up her pouty lips.
If there’s anything these streams have taught me about other men, it’s that they have no concept of how to speak to women.
Despite my lack of experience, at least I can turn Lexi on with my words better than any of these other guys.
Not that that’s all that difficult.
I reach for her bag perched by the door and find the vibrator she thought she slipped in without me noticing this morning before carefully throwing it onto the bed just out of frame.
Her eyes heat as she looks over at me, but I just give her a nod and lean back in my chair.
“Don’t come until I tell you to, Wildcat,” I murmur as I slowly pull my cock from my pants and give it a hard pump.
Lexi reaches for the toy and slowly brings it into view of the camera, making a show of dragging the black silicone vibrator down her chest and stomach.
It’s not an overly big toy, but it is the one she reaches for the most often, and the one the men on the stream are likely most familiar with.
LAGuy: No dildo today?
YourMan64: I want to see you stretched around a bigger toy than that. Come on, Wildcat.
Lexi sighs softly, flicking the toy onto a low setting and guiding it from one hip bone to the other. “Sorry, boys, I only have this one handy.”
“Good girl,” I say softly.
She swallows, her eyes falling back to where I’m lounging at the end of the bed, her perfect pussy only covered by the scrap of lace that does nothing to hide how turned on she is.
“These guys are almost as impatient as your pussy, aren’t they?”
A moan tumbles from her throat, causing me to chuckle softly.
She’s so fucking receptive to me.
“Keep the setting low and lightly move the tip over your clit, Lexi. Be a good girl for me and show them what they can look at but never touch. Show them what’s mine.”
Without hesitation, she guides the vibrator over her panties, never allowing it to linger in any one place for more than a second before moving it further down.
I lean forward, my elbows resting on my knees as I watch with rapt attention.
I’ve seen her touch herself more times than I can count, but it’s completely different now that I’m in the same room as her.
Lexi moves with practiced grace, every touch intentional to give her subscribers the best show she can.
LoverNotAFighter: Come on, Wildcat. Don’t tease us. We want to see you fuck yourself.
DanTheSnack: She’s being extra slow today.
A growl escapes my throat, causing her to look at me with a dipped brow in confusion.
She may be used to these assholes speaking to her like this, but I certainly am not, and it’s the one part of her channel I’ve always struggled with.
Not everyone views Lexi like the gift she is, a goddess that deserves to be worshipped, and it grates on me more than it likely should.
“Come on, boys, you know a lady needs to be warmed up before she can take a hard fuck.”
But the amusement in her eyes tells me that I’m not the only one that’s perfectly aware of the fact that the men watching probably don’t know that.
They’re likely the kind of partner that wants a blow job before sex but doesn’t think to reciprocate.
Something Lexi absolutely will never need to worry about.
Every time my wildcat lets me into her perfect pussy, she’ll be wet and ready for me, because I’m not a fucking loser.