Page 35 of Always Watching

I sigh, knowing North would catch my change in mood. It’s like he knows me on a deeper level than most people do, able to pick up on my moods and emotions.

“Nothing.” He gives me a look that I read as ‘don’t lie to me’and I chuckle. “It’s nothingbad. I was just wondering why you don’t sleep in here.” I try to push the words out in a louder voice, but fear grips me. What if he turns me down? What if he’s only in it for the fun of being on cam with me, not because he wantsme?

No, that can’t be right. From the way he touched me and held me and kissed me and fucked my face, I know he wants me. But is it just sex or… does he want more? He said I was his. What does he mean?

Again, North aims a wide, beautiful smile at me, and I let out the breath that was confined in my chest. His smile turns dirty when he leans over me. I slowly lower myself back to the bed and North follows me, settling snugly between my legs. The blanketI’m holding over my hard dick is trapped between us, making it hard for me to wrap my legs around his waist.

Titling his head, North looks down at me and asks, “You want to fall asleep with me, Ranen?”

Swallowing roughly, I nod. “Yes.”

“Is that the only reason you want me to sleep in here with you?”

Throwing caution to the wind, I shake my head. “No.”

“Hmmm,” he hums, bending down to drag his nose over my jawline. I wrap my hands around his back, squeezing the muscles there. Fuck, I’ll never get tired of touching North. “I like the way you think, Ranen.”

Before I can formulate some kind of clever response, North takes my mouth in a greedy kiss and all thoughts of anything flee my mind.

Over the past few days, he’s been giving me feather-soft, barely there kisses that make me want more. This kiss isn’t like that at all. He burrows his tongue into my mouth, tasting, searching,owning. I try to keep up, but all I can do is let him plunder my mouth until he’s had his fill. I’m way out of my depth with North, but I couldn’t care less. I’m his. I want him. And I’ll be here for as long as he wants me.

I’m a panting mess by the time he pulls his lips from mine. “We’ll talk about what you want to do with me sleeping in here later.” He pulls away from me and I whine—really fucking whine—wanting him back as my human blanket. He chuckles and gives me one more quick kiss before sitting up and bringing me with him. “Come on. I made breakfast.”

Grinning, I hop out of bed and dart past him. North cooks often and he’s so good at it. I take a deep breath when I step into the hallway, the aroma of delicious food making my stomach growl.

My kitchen island is full of food—French toast, eggs, bacon, strawberries, and oatmeal. I grab two plates and load us both up. We sit down at the kitchen table and dig in. I groan when the fluffy French toast hits my tongue. “So good,” I say around a mouth full of food.

North laughs, eating more neatly than me. “I’m glad you like it.”

We’re silent for a few beats, North looking up at me with a secret smile. God, this man will be the death of me. If his little glances can turn me into mush, what else could he do to me?

I swallow the eggs I just shoveled into my mouth and tell him what I’ve been thinking the past few days. “I know I asked if you wanted to cam with me, but we didn’t discuss what that would mean.”

“I don’t understand.”

“I got into the business with no intention of hiding who I was. I don’t mind showing my face to my viewers, but you didn’t sign up for that, so I ordered you something.” I get up from the table and grab the package that was delivered from the local sex shop yesterday. “This should help.”

North ticks up an eyebrow, but doesn’t ask any questions—he just rips open the package and pulls out the mask I ordered. I figured it would be best that his mouth was visible, since I’ll want to kiss him as often as possible. But his eyes, nose, most of his cheeks, and his hair are covered. Not much we can do about the tattoos, but I’m sure none of my subs will be paying attention to those.

He turns it in his hands, nodding in approval. “I like this. I didn’t even think about hiding my face.” He looks up at me with a grin. “You did good, Ranen.”

His compliment washes over me, making me feel warm inside. “Thanks.”

“Are you ready for today? Nervous?”

I shrug, pushing my food around. The last time I did a show I got messages from whoever sent me the bear and that photo album. North said he blocked them, and I didn’t get any more messages in my inbox, but I fear he might try to send them from another account. I don’t know how to stop the person other than by constantly blocking him.

North must sense how I’m feeling—he always does—and grabs my hand. “I’ll be with you. Always. Nothing will happen to you while I’m here.”

I smile at him shakily. “I know. I’m just being weird. Don’t mind me. Yes,” I say, squaring my shoulders. “I’m ready.”

North nods and dons the mask, looking every bit as mysterious and sexy as I thought he would. “We’ll see.” He takes the mask off, nodding at it before he sets it on the table.

His face turns more serious as he looks at me with a tilt of his head. “We never talked about test results. I mean, I’m sure you get tested often. I got tested about three months ago and I haven’t been with anyone since.”

My cheeks heat with him talking about getting tested. I’ve never been tested. I’ve never had a reason to. My fumbling kiss when I was fourteen and my mutual jerk-off sessions with Olly are all the sexual experiences I have.

But I can’t tell him that. It’ll ruin everything. “Oh yeah. I’m… I’m good.”

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