Page 21 of The Power Play

“Technically, I haven’t bought you anything since I found out,” he tries to defend, and I just roll my eyes.

“Why didn’t you say anything?” I fold my arms across my chest.

“I…I don’t,” he groans in frustration. “I don’t know. I wasn’t ready to give you up I guess.”

I scoff, “You didn’t want to giveLaceyup. Her and I aren’t the same. You don’t even know me.”

“You’re right. I don’t, and I’m sorry I should have said something I know it was wrong I just…fuck Audrey I don’t even know how to explain it all to you.”

I narrow my eyes at him. “Try.”

“I– fuck I don’t know what you want me to say–”

“The truth!” I snap.

“It’s a long story, but Ilikedtalking to you–Lacey–and it’s become almost a habit, something I can’t let go, but now I know I don’t really have a choice and I just…I’m sorry.”

I know there’s more he’s not telling me it’s completely obvious, but he clearly doesn’t seem ready to share the full extent of why he couldn’t give Lacey up. And I’d be lying if I said part of me didn’t like it. Obviously, I like being watched, that’s not the issue. If he admitted he knew the second he found out I wouldn’t have cared. Maybe then if he did continue to watch we could have had some fun. Maybe even have some fun in person. Clearly that’s not possible now.

“I’ll get my stuff together and go to Chandler’s. I don’t think I should stay here anymore,” I turn to leave, but he grabs my arm to stop me.

“You don’t have to do that, you can still stay here,” his grip on my arm is light and yet I don’t shake him off.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“It doesn’t have to change anything; we don’t have to interact and I’ll leave you alone if that’s what you want.”

I think about that for a second. To be honest, I don’t even know what I want. I want to punish him for not being honestwith me. I want him to take my choice away and tell me I’m staying and it’s the end of the discussion. My mind is at war with itself and with the way his touch is burning my skin, how unnaturally good looking he is especially with his perfect body. Charles is the one viewer I’ve considered fucking if I had the chance. And now he’s here. Right in front of me. And I can’t deny the want is still there.

It takes more mental strength than I want to admit when I shrug off his touch and back up a step because the way he’s looking right now and the way my mind is racing I kind of want to jump him just to calm the thoughts. It’s like when I kissed him. I don’t think I just act when it comes to being physical. Sex is easy, talking is hard. Talking is what I don’t like. Sex I do like.

“I’ll stay,” I say softly and watch his shoulders relax a fraction. “But I don’t know exactly what I want when it comes to our…boundaries.”

He raises his eyebrows in question but doesn’t say anything and just lets me continue.

“Let me think about it. Maybe if you’re a good boy we can figure something out,” I smirk before turning and leaving his room with that parting comment. He doesn’t say anything and doesn’t follow me.

Maybe this won’t be so bad, and I’ll get to have a little bit of fun while I’m here. But first I’m going to come up with a punishment for him, then we will see where this could go.

I pull up my group chat with a couple of other cam girls I talk to at times, Jade and Skylar.

Audrey: Hypothetically what would you guys do if you were accidentally staying with a viewer?

Jade: Um…what?

Skylar: He hot?

Audrey: Hypothetically, yes. Very hot. Crazy hot. Unreal hot. Orgasm on the spot just from looking at him hot.

Jade: I’m confused.

Skylar: Fuck his brains out.

Jade: Is this real?

Audrey: There’s more to it, but kind of?

Skylar: Fuck. His. Brains. Out.

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