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.
CHAPTER
ELEVEN
ATHENA
“That’ll be ten dollars and forty-nine cents. Cash or card?” the barista at Mug Shot Café said.
“Card,” I said, yanking open my tote bag and searching inside for my wallet. After last night, I had decided to sleep over at Sun’s place because I really couldn’t go back home and face Charlie. I had way too many emotions over us. “One sec …”
Damn it! Where is my?—
