“Hello HotHands.” I bite my lower lip as I run the tip of the vibrator across my covered breasts.
He’s my quiet subscriber. Always here, but barely speaks in the chat. But when he does, it excites me. Guess it was a good thing I never told Ezra that.
“I’m so horny,” I whine again, drawing out my o’s for extra effect before getting back to the program.
I open my legs, showing them for the first time the crotchless panties I’m wearing, putting my pussy on full display for them. Clicking the little button, I turn it on and it whirs to life, jolting me slightly, and I can’t help but moan as it hits my clit. My legs spread wider as I scoot closer to the edge of the bed. Leaning back on my hand, keeping my eyes firmly planted on the screen, I note all the messages that pop up, but I’m unable to keep up with reading them or replying.
All I can see in my brain is Ezra’s mouth on my tits and Roxy’s mouth on my clit, flicking rapidly across my tiny nub. Both of them vivid in my mind, guiding me, pleasuring me.
I move the vibrator to my entrance and waste no time as I thrust it inside of me. I need to feel the sensation, the fullness, my body craving the release from my wandering thoughts. My body thrums with need, want, and an undeniable desire to reach my orgasm.
My mind drifts back to Ezra, while trying to push thoughts of Roxy to the side. I fail, miserably. and as much as she does in real life, Roxy pushes through my barriers, planting herself front and center right beside Ezra in my fantasy.
Desire takes over as I pump the vibrator in and out, gasping as my heartbeat quickens with every thrust.
“Fuck, this feels so good. I’m so close, Sweeties. Do you want to see me come? To have me orgasm right in front of you? To show you my vibrator covered in my sweet, blissful juices?”
The screen lights up with messages, all of them coming in at rapid fire, but I don’t even care about reading them. Instead, I pull out the vibrator and press it right against my clit. It’s all Ineed to fall over the edge as lights from above cloud my hazy vision and I have the most earth shattering orgasm. The only sounds in the room are my moans and the pinging sound telling me they’re commenting. That each and every one of them is eating this up. Wishing they were here with me.
“Fuck me, Sweeties. That was intense.” I hold up the vibrator for them to see. “Look at that. That’s how wet all of you made me.” I don’t know what comes over me, but I slip it in my mouth, sucking off my juices. Looking square at the screen, I pull it out. “Mmmm, delicious. See you next time.” With that, I end the live.
Holy fucking hell!
I fall back on the bed, breathless and buzzing. But once the screen goes dark, so does the spark inside me.
It’s time to get up and go back to my room. Back to the boxes waiting for me to still unpack. A quick look at the clock on my laptop reminds me that it’s getting late, the seconds pushing the future into the forefront with each minute I sit here.
Standing up, I take the vibrator and my laptop and leave the room. I stop at the door just long enough to pop my head out and make sure Roxy hasn't returned and has company.
The house is quiet. The only lights on are the ones coming from my bedroom. I’m all alone.
Alone.
I don’t like that word all of a sudden.
Chapter 21
Felicity
Oneweek.
It’s been one week since I moved in with Roxy, and while things have been great, there’s still been no word from Ezra. I’ve driven by his house a thousand times, hoping to catch him outside, but not once have I seen him. The other day I even waited at the back of the parking lot at the high school to watch him walk out. He did. But he never looked in my direction and there was a woman walking beside him. I could see her smiling at him, the same smile I gave him. She wants him. I can tell that much, and I’m scared that I may have lost him forever.
“Up for a movie?” Roxy pops her head into my bedroom.
“What kind of movie?”
It’s crazy to ask, a movie is a movie, but Roxy can find some of the weirdest shit to watch. The other night she had me watching a movie that was completely in French and I had to read subtitles. Sorry, that’s not for me. Movies are made to be enjoyed, not to be an assignment.
“Scream!” she announces with excitement. “We can get in our pajamas and make it a marathon. You’re not streaming tonight, are you?”
“No. I did it earlier today.”
And boy, was it hot. I came three times during the show, all to visions of her and Ezra. Not that I’ll tell her that.
It’s weird that while I’m still missing Ezra—his smell, the way he holds me tight, whispering sweetly in my ear, the way he loved me unconditionally until this calendar. But my feelings for Roxy have grown. I’ve gotten to know her more and not just the cam girl side of her. It’s the way she makes me laugh, how I feel seen and how I crave just being in her presence. It’s making it harder for me to ignore the attraction I have to her. “Okay, well then get changed, and meet me in the living room. I’m going to make popcorn.”
“Do we have nacho cheese?” I ask, praying like hell we do.
