Love Online(43)

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No matter how hard I tried not to peek in on Eden’s show, it was hard to resist when I was alone in my bed and had nothing better to do than to wait for our midnight Skype chat.

A few nights after I returned from St. George, I gave in to the urge to check out what was going on.

When I logged in, there she was, sitting with her legs crossed and chatting with some of her followers. I was immediately relieved not to have caught her with her shirt off or something.

She didn’t seem to notice that I had joined. I preferred it when she didn’t know I was watching. Eden admitted that my being there made her nervous now that she knew how much the camming bothered me.

I quickly became captivated, getting immersed in her world just as easily as I had in the beginning.

She was answering questions. Some guy was asking her what he should wear on a first date.

“You should wear whatever you’re comfortable in,” she said. “Whatever makes you feel confident. If you’re a jeans and T-shirt kind of a guy, then rock that look, knowing you’re showing her your authentic self. It’s very important to be yourself.”

I didn’t know how she pulled all of this stuff out of her ass at the drop of a hat, but it was definitely a true talent, because she hardly even had to stop to think.

The token sounds went crazy all of a sudden. The viewers had collectively thrown in enough for her to take her top off.

I swallowed in anticipation, knowing it didn’t normally take very long for her to give them what they wanted.

Sure enough, Eden placed her hands on the bottom of her shirt and lifted the material up over her head. She unclasped her bra from the back and let her voluptuous breasts spring free.

Fuck.

I missed her so badly. I hated this. I hated this so goddamn much.

Morbid curiosity led my eyes to the comments section.



AdamAnton555: You have the most beautiful tits I have ever seen.



LouisGator1: I wish I could suck on them.



ElliotMichael33: I’d love to slide my dick in between those right now and come all over your creamy skin.



I spoke to the screen. “I’d love to punch your fucking lights out.”

Even though I knew this was part of the territory, hearing all of the things these fuckers wanted to do to her made me insane.

After she finished her little show and put her shirt back on, I impulsively purchased two thousand tokens and dropped them all in at once. When she looked down and saw my name, she turned fifty shades of red.

She got her act together, though, pretending I was just one of the guys.

“ScreenGod! It’s been a while.”

I decided to be a wiseass.



ScreenGod90: Is that enough money for a private chat?



I knew full well it was more than enough and then some.

Eden played it cool and bid farewell to her viewers, promising to return at the end of our private time.

I braced myself, figuring she was going to be mad at me for interfering.

The reception I got was just the opposite.

“How did you know I needed to see you?”

“I didn’t. I got jealous as fuck and lost it, but if you wanted an escape, then win-win.”

“Two-thousand coins, Ryder? Are you crazy? I would’ve stopped for free if you just asked me.”

“A private chat is worth much more than that to me.”

“I didn’t even see you log in. How long were you watching me?”

“Long enough to get pissed. I was stealthy, though. Snuck in when you were telling that lame dude how to dress himself.”

She placed her hand on her forehead. “Oh my God. I know.”

“If I ever have to ask you how to dress, do yourself a favor and dump my ass.”

She laughed but then changed her tone. “Dump you? Do I even have you?”

Suddenly, the mood became tense. Her question was a serious one.

“You have me. You’ve had me from the moment you first looked me in the eyes and said my name. It’s fucking insane how much you have me.”

Her face contorted. “I miss you.”

“It’s painful being away from you again.”

“I know,” she said.

“I don’t feel like sharing you tonight—or any night, really. I’ve never felt possessive like this over anyone in my entire life. I don’t know what’s going on with me. I feel so out of control of my emotions.”

“What I do for a living is not exactly a normal situation for someone to have to deal with. I think you’re reacting normally. I’m putting you in a tough spot.”

“You’re doing what you have to, and I admire you for that. More than you know.”

“I’m not going back to work tonight. I’m just gonna stay on and talk to you. You paid me enough for a week.”

“You do what you want, okay? Not what you think I want.”

She pulled off her shirt before removing her shorts and underwear.

“What are you doing, Eden?”

“You said to do what I want.”

She was panting, and her eyes were glassy. She looked horny as all hell. My dick was hard as steel as I watched her spread her legs apart, her glistening pussy taunting me.

“I want you to show me how much you want me. And I want to hear you groan and watch you come, Ryder.”