Page 117 of Off Limits

“How about we take a shower when my legs are working again, then go to bed?”

“Yeah, that sounds good.”

“I know this isn’t the best time for this since our brains are probably a bit scrambled,” he said. “But I talked to the building super.”

“You did?”

“Yeah. I told him you were living here a while ago.”

“Really?”

“I figured it was better to just pay the extra fees than it was to risk getting on his bad side.”

“That makes sense. There are certain people you really don’t want to piss off, and the person in charge of your living situation is definitely one of them.”

“Exactly.” He paused. “I talked to him about moving into a two-bedroom unit when one becomes available.”

“You did?” I couldn’t stop my smile.

“Yeah. Do you still want to live together? I know it might be weird now that we’re dating, but there’s really nothing normal about our relationship and?—”

“I still want that.” I pressed a kiss against his chest.

“Do you want to stop camming?”

“Why would I want to stop?” I lifted my head so I could look at him.

“Because things are different now?” He shot me a helpless look. “I’ve never done this before, so I have no idea what the rules are when it comes to this kind of thing.”

“I don’t want to stop. And I think people will really dig the whole stepbrothers who are also boyfriends angle we have now.”

“They definitely will.” He grinned. “I’m game if you are.”

“I’m definitely game.” I grinned back at him. “You’ve awakened something in me.”

“Oh yeah?” He rubbed his hands up and down my sides. “What’s that?”

“My voyeur kink.”

“Wouldn’t it be your exhibitionism kink?”

“Nope. Definitely voyeur. The whole other people watching us is kind of whatever for me, but I really like seeing what they see. Watching us on the screen is way hotter than it has any business being.”

“Yeah, I’m a big fan of that too. Maybe we could play around with recording ourselves again.”

“Like to make content?”

“No. Just videos for us so we can watch them when we’re not online.”

My dick stiffened against his thigh, which was crazy, considering we’d already had sex twice in the past few hours.

He laughed and pecked a kiss against my lips. “Someone likes that idea.”

I shot him a look and wiggled against his swelling cock. “It’s not like I’m the only one who does.”

“This is so not how I saw things going when you asked if you could stay with me,” he said, his expression serious again. “I’m not happy you went through all that and got evicted, but I’m really happy we ended up here.”

“Same.” I swallowed around the lump in my throat.

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