Page 45 of Moon Blind Hearts
He presses his mouth against my breast again and I can feel it leak for him. He doesn’t make any sort of noise about it, but I feel him suck just a little, tasting me there.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he groans. “The way your breath hitches just before you cum. The way you shiver beneath me, your body trembling.” His own body shudders. “I won’t last much longer.”
“Then don’t,” I gasp, clinging to him. “Let me taste you.”
Like I said the magic words, he jerks and begins to shake inside me, before he pulls out and drags me off the table onto my knees. I have exactly half a second to open my mouth before his cock starts to jerk. His hand grips my hair, his other around the base of his cock as he squeezes and milks himself for me. I swipe my tongue over his tip, tasting his release, moaning at the filthiness of it. When I seal my lips around him, he moans a string of barely intelligibly words and gives me everything.
We’re both panting as we gather our senses, as he leans back against the stool and helps me up. I glance at the table.
“I ruined your pretty set up,” I murmur.
He laughs. “No, you made it better.”
When he pops a cheese cube in his mouth and then offers one to me, I can’t help but laugh and take it. We finish the rest of the charcuterie board that wasn’t destroyed naked, laughing, and just enjoying each other’s company.
It’s the best fucking cheese I’ve ever had.
Chapter 24
Jules
It’s always best to check the numbers after the first half of the collaboration. I’ve been out here for about two weeks now and while I know the numbers are mostly good, I haven’t done a deep dive into the patterns or graphs. Clearly, the men of The Velvet Rodeo do things the same way as I do because I find myself sitting around the living room in the big house with them while Cash opens up a computer.
Ivy sits beside me, the first time she’s been present for business in about a week. After we settled into a pattern, she hasn’t needed to escort me to the sessions. She’s just been making sure I have everything I need before I go. I’m not sure what she’s been doing in the meantime.
Cash clicks on a few links, going through the portal to check funds and views. When he whistles, I know it’s going to be good. “We’ve tripled our views these last two weeks. Almost quadrupled.”
“Damn,” Oak says, leaning closer. “That much? Can you see where they’re funneling from?”
“At least half route from Jules’ channel. The other half seem to be organic and word of mouth through social media,” Cash continues. He clicks a few more buttons and his eyes bug out. “Holy shit!”
“What?” I ask, leaning in. “What is it?”
“Yeah, don’t leave us waiting, cowboy,” Ivy goads, leaning in, too.
“Our subscribers have tripled, too!”
His excitement is infectious.
“I checked my sub count this morning. Mine have increased substantially as well,” I add, smiling.
“What about the funds?” Sawyer asks. “The tips, requests, and everything else? How much have we raised since the start of the collaboration?”
Cash clicks again and then seems to lose his breath. When he struggles to get the word out, I lean in and look for the number myself.
“Three hundred thousand,” Cash finally croaks. “And we still have a week to go. We could hit half a mil.”
I swear Oak’s eyes bug out.
“You’re kidding me,” he says, leaning in to see the number for himself. Then his gaze flicks up to me. “Apparently, a collab between The Velvet Rodeo and Vanta Vyxxxen is a hit.”
I shrug. “Cowboys and goth girls go pretty well together.”
Cash shakes his head. “We should go further. Longer.”
His words give me pause. “What do you mean?”
“If it’s this lucrative, we can extend the contract,” Cash says. “Six weeks instead of three.”
