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The front door opens on silent hinges. She doesn’t seem to hear the lock sliding into place either because I get another text as I turn toward the bedroom at the end of the hall. Dane’s apartment isn’t big enough for a spare room, so I creep toward the only bedroom as quietly as I can manage.

It turns out I needn’t be as quiet as I think. Charity isn’t being quiet. Her panting breath and soft moans can be easily heard from the hallway. If I weren’t already unbearably turned on from her little picture game, I would be now. Her breathy little ah’s have my dick at full attention, and I can’t even see her yet. My phone vibrates again, and I look down to see the last two photos she’s sent.

The first is a picture of Charity’s side, her back arched off the bed high enough her breasts disappear out the top of the picture’s frame. The second has me swearing as I dive for the door handle.

The door opens to reveal exactly what I was expecting, and it’s so much better in person. Charity is spread across the bed, her legs wide open to reveal her perfect pussy, but that isn’t the thing I can’t tear my eyes away from. She has two fingers between her lips, sucked deep into her mouth. Saliva drips from her hand as she pulls it away from her mouth, trailing wet fingers between her breasts and down her stomach. She groans when the soaked digits slide against her swollen clit.

“Fuck,” she sighs, but it’s a desperate sound. She fumbles for something on the bed beside her, her eyes still squeezed shut as she drags her fingers through her dripping pussy.

She has no idea I’m here.

The thought registers in my brain at the exact moment Charity opens her eyes. She becomes aware of someone standing in the doorway before her brain recognizes me, and I quickly raise my hands in a placating gesture.

“What the fuck!”

“It’s just me!”

“Why?!” She screams back, scrambling to cover herself with the comforter. Unfortunately for her, it’s tucked in tight to the bed, and she can’t seem to pull the blanket free. In a moment of panic, she grabs the pillow, holding it in front of her body to try and shield herself from my eyes.

I do not tell her I can still see her entire left breast because I’m a gentleman.

“What are you doing here?!”

“The door was unlocked.”

“And?!”

“And you wouldn’t listen to me.”

“For good reason, Dickbag!”

“I know, but if you would just let me explain?—”

“I don’t want your explanations, asshole!”

“Then, at least let me help you come!” I sound far too angry for someone offering an orgasm to another person, but she’s driving me fucking crazy. I’ve never seen anything as beautiful as she was a few moments ago, and I want that back. I want her bursting with passion, not pissed off at me for keeping secrets.

“What?” Her anger is immediately replaced with confusion, and I grab the opportunity with both hands.

“Let me help you come, Viper.” My voice is far deeper than it was a moment ago, and Charity shivers slightly at the sound of it. Slowly, I begin moving into the room. “You can use me however you want. Just let me help.”

“You’d fuck me?”

What kind of question is that? “Of course?—”

“Because it seemed to be a sticking point for you before.” She points an accusing finger at me, one eyebrow raising defiantly. “You’re more than happy to get your hands and mouth all over me, but not for me to return the favor. Is that your thing, Theo? Denying yourself?”

“No, I–”

“Because I can play that game,” she snarls the words, not letting me defend myself before she continues. “I can make myself come while you watch.”

My voice is so thready it nearly cracks. “Charity, please.”

“No, Theo,” she huffs, shoving the pillow away from her body. Her movements are harsh as she adjusts on the bed, assuming a position much like the one she’d been in when I first entered the room. “You can watch, or you can leave. I call the shots now, and those are your options.”

“Okay.” I don’t even consider arguing. If this is what she needs to get her anger out, I’m more than happy to give it to her.

Charity nods once as if sealing the deal, but I see the hesitation as she tries to decide her next move. She closes her eyes for a moment, and when they open again, they’re full of hardened resolve.

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