Thanking me, now?
If I hadn’t just come, I’d be throbbing at that.
He really is a proud slut.
I vaguely remember I’m still filming and I pull in a deep breath, reaching over to stop the video.
“Glad you did what I told you,” I say, like it’s as basic as talking about the weather.
He licks his lips. “Taking a good dick doesn’t mean I’m your puppet. You’re mine now, though.”
I lean backward, pressing my palm to his bulge before he continues. “The fuck do you mean by that?”
I feel his cock throb like it’s been doing for me all night.
His gaze flickers downward, staring at my chest, then looking up toward my arm, looking over some of the tattoos on my arm.
“You know why. You’re going to be my boyfriend.”
I drag my fingertips over his nipple again, just because it’s there and I like it.
He swats my hand away, but I enjoy seeing him get goosebumps again. I look up at the ceiling a moment later, chewing on the inside of my cheek.
“You’re lucky I needed someone to face-fuck tonight. Do you read my comments? See how many people wish they could have this cock?”
“I see the comments people post on your Camboy siteandon your public profile,” he tells me. “The creepy random guys, but also your ex.”
I frown at him. “Exactlyhow muchdo you know about my life, Ollie? Sounds like you’re one of my most devoted stalkers.”
“Calm down. Deflate your ego for two fucking seconds, will you?”
“You look cute when you’re pissed off,” I tell him.
“I’m not one of your stalkers. You’re the one who puts your personal shit online. Anyone who follows you could see that you stopped posting pictures with your ex, then started sharing videos aboutnew beginningsand other shit like that.”
“Never knew you’d be following me still. I’m flattered.”
He gives me a death glare. “I’ve also seen enough of the comments your ex has been leaving to know that he’s trying to mess with your head.”
I pull in a slow breath. “That’s putting it lightly.”
Callum could hurt me.
Still might.
Oliver shifts on the bed, giving me a pointed look.
“So do you think this will work? If you publicly come out as being in a relationship, maybe he’ll slow his roll and realize you’re over him?”
“Or maybe it’ll make him and the stalkers jealous, and even crazier.”
He rolls his eyes. “Listen. You want a fresh start. I want to finally have a boyfriend. Win-win.”
“What do you meanfinally?I’m sure you could have had a boyfriend anytime you wanted,fuck machine.”
His expression goes cold. “You’d be surprised.”
I frown at him.
