Page 42 of The Stalker Match


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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.