Chapter 8
eight
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With a racing heart, I text Luce.
Me
Thanks for letting me know
Lucien
I got you
Me
Also…
Lucien
Fuck
Me
Not now obv
For after your stream?
Lucien
Fuck no
Right fucking now
Me
Are you serious?
Lucien
Never been more serious about anything in my life
Me
You’re literally streaming
How would that even work?
Lucien
I’ll make it work
“Did you hear a single word I just said?” Kaldren asks on stream. “Luceifer? Are you texting or something?
“Yeah.”
“Who the fuck have you been texting?” Kaldren snarls. “I feel needy, daddy. Give me all your attention.”
“Give me a second,” Luceifer retorts, a bit of an edge to his tone.
“Fine. I’ll talk to chat about the tournament myself, then.”
“Just give me a minute, man. Damn.”
He’s leaning all the way back in his chair.
From the angle of his face cam, it’s obvious he’s looking down at something.
His eyes aren’t hidden by the mask, so it’s pretty evident that his attention must be glued to his phone.
Even though you can’t quite make out where his hands are, you can assume they’re on his lap, hidden beneath the desk.
Although I don’t think anyone would assume that he’s opening an app to control someone’s sex toy. Suddenly, my stomach twinges.
Wait.
Has he done this before?
Me
You’re about to pop my cherry
I’m assuming I’m not popping yours, though
Lucien
Should I respond to that?
Me
Only if you want to
Lucien
Not the first time I’ve been sent a code
Also not the first time I’ve done the controlling
But never while on stream
You’re my first
Now tell me when you’re ready
Me
Now look who’s eager
Lucien
You don’t have the slightest clue
I’m about to make you come so hard
Holy fuck.
My thighs are already slick from excitement.
All of this feels so surreal. Lucien is about to fulfill one of my new biggest fantasies.
Secretly controlling the vibrating sex toy he just bought for me while streaming to thousands of viewers is beyond hot.
I snatch the toy off my nightstand, thankful it was already fully charged when I got it.
With the curved shaft aimed for the G-spot, and the small nub targeted for clitoral stimulation, I already know I’m in for one hell of a long ride as I ease the toy into position.
With trembling fingers, I send off a text.
Me
I can’t lie
Seeing you in that mask is hot af
Lucien
Oh?
You have a thing for masked men?
Me
Definitely
Lucien
I’ll keep that in mind
Me
I won’t be pretending this toy is you, btw
Lucien
Yeah, you probably shouldn’t do that
Me
That would be bad
Lucien
Most definitely
Shit. He’s right. That would definitely be crossing the line. I shouldn’t be thinking of him with each thrust. I shouldn’t be shutting my eyes and imagining how his body would feel against mine. I definitely shouldn’t be wishing it was him filling me instead.
But here I am, adjusting the angle slightly, easing in deeper, slower, thinking of his eyes.
Stop! Don’t think about him!
Curse his stupid, beautiful brown eyes!
My body flushes with warmth. God, this feels amazing. My toes begin to curl, and my nipples harden. I’ve been using my fingers for so long. I know this isn’t the real thing, but hell, it’s better than my hand.
Suddenly my phone pings from beside my head.
Startled, I glance over at the screen.
Lucien
Do it anyways
Scream my name when you come
Can you do that for me?
Fuck, that’s personal. And I’m wet.
Even though I’m pretty sure this goes against the rules, he’s playing along, hyping me up.
He told me to pretend it’s him. To scream his name.
My adrenaline instantly spikes. The thrill of doing something I probably shouldn’t be doing gives me such a thrill.
I’m taken over by a natural high unlike anything else.
Holy shit.
Why is this so hot?
Suddenly there’s a slow, steady vibration. Hearing him speak to Kaelum so nonchalantly, and his chat, all while secretly sending vibrations throughout my body, is almost enough alone to send me over the edge. Who knew that two friends sharing a dirty little secret could be so exhilarating?
“GG,” Luceifer says softly into the mic.
“Good game?” Kaldren asks, confused, because they’ve been sitting in the lobby.
“No,” Luce answers. “Good girl.”
“Ayo? Who the fuck are you talking to?”
Oh my fucking god. He knows I’m watching his stream.
He’s talking to me.
He lets out a quiet breath, chuckling.
When suddenly, the vibrations grow stronger, and the toy begins to rotate against my inner walls in slow, circular motions. The textured ridges caress all the right places. I’ve been holding onto so much sexual tension…this feels to fucking die for.
He ups the speed, sending strong, pulsing sensations through me at just the right moment.
“Lucien,” I gasp for air, tightly fisting the sheets as I’m overtaken with pure bliss.
As incredible as this feels, I find a part of me wishing it was him.