Page 78 of Chaos
“Silly goose, you take the test to find out whether you’re pregnant. Not once you already know.”
“Exactly. Which is why I’m not wasting the money on buying one.”
“You’re being stupid. For the record.”
“Your grievance is noted.”
“I’m just saying, putting your head in the sand is not going to suddenly make you un-knocked up.”
“I’m not knocked up!” I shouted with exasperation just as Sin popped his head into my room.
“Phew, that’s a relief. Not that I wouldn’t love to see you with a mini-me, but I’d like it if I knew about it before whoever that is on the phone.”
God, the man’s voice sent a shiver down my spine that had nothing to do with fear.
“Oh, is that him? Please tell me it’s him.” Andi’s hushed whisper was still audible across the room.
“Andi, you’re on speaker.”
Sin smirked and sauntered farther inside. “Yes. It’s him. As long as being him is a good thing. Otherwise, my name is Mal.”
I bit back my smile and shook my head. “What are you doing in here, Sinclair?”
He leaned against the bed frame, hands tucked into his pockets. He looked entirely too edible. “I came by with a business proposition for you and your site.”
“Oh?” I said, curiosity piqued.
“I was going to offer my services.”
“What services?”
He pointed at himself. “I’m a household name. I figured if we teamed up, we’d get a metric fuck ton of followers. You know”—he eyed the phone on my bed—“rake in those big bucks.”
“Is he saying what I think he’s saying?” Andi interjected.
“He is,” Sin answered. “You and me, Merri. Live, on camera, for a price.”
The thought of how well the two of us could feed made my stomach growl audibly, and I reflexively licked my lips.
“Do it. Do it. Do it,” Andi chanted. “It will be absolutely huge for your following. Any time you can cross promote is always a good thing. Also... how household is household? Are we talking a Rock and Roll Hall of Famer or something?”
“Pretty much,” I rasped, unable to come up with anything else that might be helpful. I was still too stuck on the idea of letting Sin fuck me for an audience. I swallowed to try and get some moisture back in my mouth. “You don’t think it will piss some of my regulars off? Seeing me with someone else?”
“I think they will be too busy fantasizing that they are the ones doing it to you to care. And if you lose a couple, think of how many more you will gain. So it’s a net positive, really. Iwould just make sure that the cum shot is perfect, though. They want it big and messy. On your tits or face. These people don’t want a creampie.”
Sin frowned a little, but I was already nodding my agreement. Before I could wonder what that was about, his signature smirk was back in place. “So what do you say?”
I shrugged. It was a good idea, and I wouldn’t be taking advantage of Sin. He had something to gain from this too. Also, that amount of people watching, plus the boost he’d give me, potentially meant I’d be full far longer than usual. Maybe even longer than I had after dreamwalking.
“I guess I say I’m in, partner.”
Twenty-four hours later,I still couldn’t believe I’d agreed to this. Or how seriously Sin was taking it. True to his word, he’d posted on all his socials, sending his fans behind a paywall of a certain site to get a tease about what was coming. Namely him. Currently, he was chatting with Malice about the cameras set up in my room and something about ensuring everyone watching would be redirected to my site for full potency.
Apparently, Sin and I were way more alike than I initially thought.
“So the feed will be direct from Merri’s site, but there’s a link on yours that will send your followers straight to it as well.”
“Right. We don’t need their money. We need their sexual energy. They’ve already paid me plenty.” Sin flopped onto the bed and spread his arms and legs wide. “Come on, Merri. Hop on so we can make sure the angles are good.”
