“I'll tell Lorna no. I should've thought about your feelings. You are already so amazing just accepting that I'm a cam girl.”
Ezra doesn't move. Fear takes over that I've fucked everything up. That he's thinking of the best way to break up with me.
Then finally he lifts his head, turning it slightly, locking his gaze on me.
“I can't do it and I can't handle you being with another man.”
“Ezra. I'm so sorry if it seems like that's what I wanted. My only thought was doing it with you. Tomorrow I'll call Lorna and tell her no. I won't risk us.”
“What if there was another option?” he asks.
I raise my brow, confused at what option he thinks there is. Lorna wants me to be with a guy. Ezra can't and he doesn't want me with another man.
“Did she say a man or just someone?”
I think back to our conversation, trying to replay it exactly in my mind.
“Someone,” I whisper, still questioning if that's exactly what she said.
“I don't want you with another man.” He lets out a heavy sigh, pausing for a moment before continuing. “I'm sorry, Felicity, that's a deal breaker for me. But what about another girl?”
“Ezra—”
“Shh, let me finish.”
I take a deep breath. “Okay.”
“You're not gay. There wouldn't be any penetration, at least not by a dick. Most of all, it allows you to do the calendar and video without me being insecure about it.” He pauses, taking my hand in his again, brushing the pad of his thumb over my fingers. “Or putting a strain on our relationship.”
A woman? Could I do that?
“Are you sure?” A small part of me thinks Ezra has to be joking, offering this as a solution.
“Yeah. Plus, imagine how hot it would be to your viewers. Some kissing, a little fondling. But no actual penetration.” Ezra winks.
“And you would be okay with that?” My voice cracks, still not believing this is actually being discussed as an option. “You wouldn't think I was cheating?”
Ezra smiles softly. “No, I wouldn't. It's a girl; you aren’t sexually attracted to women. You wouldn't be fucking her and you still get to do this.”
I lift my fingers to my mouth as I chew on manicured nails. Can I do this? Be with a girl? Just the thought of it is so foreign to me.
If Lorna says no, then I won’t be doing it, so maybe I don’t need to worry.
“I'll ask her tomorrow,” I finally relent.
“Come over here and give me a hug.” He doesn't even wait for me to move before he's pulling me into his arms, and pressinghis lips against mine. My knees sink into the cushion on either side of his hips. His hard cock pressing against my core.
My fingers weave through his hair, tugging on the ends just enough to draw a low growl from him. Ezra deepens the kiss. My hips begin to rock, teasing him. Begging for more. Ezra breaks our kiss, letting out a sharp breath.
"You're playing with fire," he says in warning.
I can’t help my smile, one that's innocent and not-so-innocent at the same time, hungry for the challenge he’s given me. "Maybe I like the heat."
That’s all it takes.
His hands grip my hips. His eyes filled with heat.
"Umm. I like that, baby. You think you’re calling the shots, but you forget I’m the one in control."
