Two Can Play (Alphachat.com #2) Read online

  “Alright, keep your schedules tight and let me know of any issues you have. Lynx won’t be around to handle the day to day shit, so you’re stuck with me. It should be pretty easy though, just don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”

  The room fills up with laughter and I can see they all know that means shit is getting ready to get crazy in this house. These guys all know how to conduct business and keep things moving, money is one great motivator for that.

  “Shit, if we all act like you, this place is going to be one hell of a fuck pad.” They all begin to move out and I sit there with Alpha at my feet.

  I have to admit that I sort of felt like King Shit for a few short minutes and I loved the hell out of it. Unfortunately, I still have my own calls to handle, so I take off before I have too much time to bask in the actual fact that this job is becoming a career to me.

  I make it to my room with only a few minutes to spare before my next call.

  Feeling happy and confident after our little group meeting, I change into my ‘black tie affair’ attire, letting my tie hang loosely around my neck. The women seemed to love this at the party.

  I slip a pair of jeans on over my man-thong and grin as I turn on the camera.

  Bigredandsassy immediately starts typing as I stand back and grip my tie, wrapping it around my fists.

  Bigredandsassy: Oh my . . . what a way to get the night started. You’re new for me and I’m liking what I see so far. Turn around and let me see the rest of you.

  Lifting a brow and smirking, I turn around to give her a view of my ass.

  Bigredandsassy: I’m convinced that you’re trying to kill me here with that fine ass of yours, Blaze. I want to bite it. Momma likes.

  “Is that right?” I flash her a playful smile and grip the top of the black fabric, pulling it down a bit in the front. “Just wait until you see what else I’ve got.”

  Bigredandsassy: You’re such a tease. I think you might just be my favorite now. So . . . why don’t you lower those sexy thongs down more and show me what I’m missing out on.

  Closing my eyes, I let my mind wander to Karma and the way she turned me on with each moan that left her beautiful lips. The way she dug her nails into my back as I buried myself deep had me about ready to blow inside her.

  I feel myself getting hard, so I grab it through the fabric and stroke it a few times to make sure that it’s ready for viewing.

  My eyes open when the computer dings.

  Bigredandsassy: Oh yes . . . I’m touching myself now, Blaze. I’m so damn turned on by watching you touch yourself. Keep going. Let me see you play with that big dick of yours as if you wish it were me.

  Pulling my bottom lip between my teeth, I release my tie and grip my dick with both hands, slightly moaning as I picture Karma again.

  Within seconds, I get so excited that I pull my dick out completely and begin stroking it as if no one is watching me.

  I’m so distracted that I jump when the computer dings again.

  Bigredandsassy: Yes! Keep going. Stroke that humongous dick. Fuck, this is so hot. Keep going. I’m about to come.

  Walking closer to the camera, I make sure that it’s only my cock in view as I continue to stroke myself, knowing that I’m not going to be able to come, until I hurry up and get her off the line.

  After a few more seconds, the computer dings again, so I step back so I can see what she typed.

  Bigredandsassy: Oh my fuck! I’ve never come to hard in my life. Thank you! Really . . . thank YOU. I’ll be a returning caller for sure. You’ve proven yourself to me and it was worth every single penny.

  I wink in the camera and smile, before quickly closing it and stroking my cock for my own pleasure this time.

  Imagining the curves of Karma’s perfect body and how every inch of her skin tasted against my tongue, my speed picks up, stroking my length until I feel a tug on my balls.

  “Oh fuck!” I yell out as my come squirts all over my hand, coating it.

  Fighting to catch my breath, I grab for a shirt and clean off, before jumping in the shower to chill the fuck out a minute. .

  I really need to see this damn woman again. Holy fuck!

  I FIND MYSELF SMILING WHEN a text message from Blaze comes through, distracting me from the skeleton design I’m drawing up for a client. It’s going to be two skeletons kissing on his upper back with their hands embracing each other’s faces.

  I drop my pencil on the desk as I reach for the phone.

  “Just when I was starting to think your ass gave up.” I laugh to myself and open his message.

  Blaze: My call for tonight got canceled due to insufficient funds. You near a computer?

  Karma: Actually, I do have one nearby . . . but I happen to be busy.

  My smile broadens as I set my phone down and go back to concentrating on my sketch.

  I should’ve known that he’d attempt to draw me in by one of his damn calls. He knows his body is hard to resist and he’s right. Even though I don’t want to give in to him, I have to admit that I’m curious to see what it’s like to be on the other end of his call. Doesn’t mean I plan to stop everything I’m doing to do so.

  My phone goes off two more times, finally making me give in and look to see what else he has to say.

  Blaze: I’m sure whatever you’re doing can wait until after I make you come again.

  Blaze: Five minutes. Remember what I can do in five minutes. I made you an account. I’ll text you the info.

  Well I can say one thing, this guy is persistent when he wants something and apparently he really wants this damn call to happen.

  Tossing my pencil down again, I push my drawing aside and pull out my laptop and wait for it to start up.

  My phone goes off a few seconds later with a username and password.

  I hope he doesn’t expect me to pay for this crap, because there’s no way I’m paying seven hundred dollars for something I can easily see in real life.

  Getting comfortable, I sit back in my chair and cross my legs on the desk in front of me. I’m just waiting for him to pop up and see what kind of surprises he has for me tonight since he always seems to.

  I straighten in my seat and reach for my beer to cool off. Blaze appears on the screen, shirtless and wearing a pair of sweats. When did sweats become sexy? His hair is a hot mess and I’m tempted with the reminder of my hands in it as I rode his beard that first night. Fuck that beard of his felt so good.

  The tired, messy look looks completely sexy on him.

  “Well you got me here . . .” I smile as he rubs his chest and yawns. How in the world does he look so hot right now? “You going to entertain me or what? Better make this little call worth my time since I stopped working for this.”

  He stands up, smirks and pulls the front of his sweats down, revealing the muscles that lead down to the very big cock that I know he has. “Depends.”

  I laugh and watch him closely as he gets comfortable in his chair again. “On what, big guy?”

  “If you’re going to give me a little entertainment first.” He playfully smiles into the camera and I catch myself smiling back.

  My body instantly heats up at the idea of playing with myself on camera for him. Only for this guy would it turn me on so damn much.

  Doesn’t mean I won’t make him beg a little first.

  Standing up, I fan my face off, as if I’m hot. “Oh fuck . . .” I moan. “It’s so hot in here.” I grab the rip in the front of my thin shirt and rip it a little more down my breasts, holding it open so far that it’s almost showing my nipples. Then I sit back and get comfortable just to tease him.

  “Oh fuck,” he growls and runs his hand down his abs, before grabbing his dick through his sweats. “Don’t stop now. I’m completely hard.”

  “Do you feel how hot it is?” I tease. “It’s. So. Fucking. Hot.”

  He grabs the computer and tilts it down more so that I can see him grabbing the bulge of his dick. “Not yet, baby. Show me.”

 
; Purposely pulling my bottom lip between my teeth, I hold a beer up and pour it down my breasts and the front of my body, soaking the white t-shirt.

  My shirt clings to my breasts and my hard nipples are so close to being on display for him.

  “Take it off, Karma,” he says in a husky voice. “Take it off or I’m coming to do it myself.”

  I raise my brows in amusement and then slowly grab the rip in my shirt and yank it open completely, before rubbing the beer over my nipples.

  “Oh shit. I want to take those nipples in my mouth and nibble the fuck out of them.”

  “Now take your pants off, Blaze.” I smirk and run my hand down the front of my body, until my fingers disappear into my panties. I tilt the computer down a bit to make sure he can see. “Isn’t this how it works? Take those fucking pants off and stroke your big cock for me. Make this worth it for me.”

  Without hesitation, Blaze stands and pulls his sweats down all the way, making me suck in a breath of surprise when I see that he’s not wearing anything underneath. I was expecting some kind of strip-tease first.

  Holy shit . . . I want that in my mouth.

  “You were right,” I say out of breath.

  He grabs his thick shaft and begins stroking it so damn good. “About what?”

  “You’re completely fucking hard.”

  “Touch yourself, Karma. Pretend that it’s my pierced cock in that tight little pussy.” He shakes his head as I slide a finger inside me. “You’re going to have to use as least four fingers to pretend that it’s me, baby.”

  I lean back in the chair and slowly pull out, before sliding two fingers inside. Even that is hard for me to do.

  “I guess that will have to do since I’m not there.” I look down at myself and get completely turned on when I see just how wet he has made me. “Look at me,” he demands.

  Slowly fingering myself, I look up at him to see him stroking his cock with both hands.

  “Fuck me, Karma,” he breathes out. “Ride those fingers as hard as you rode my dick.”

  His words have me completely losing my shit. “Ahhh . . .” I moan and pick up my speed, just as he does.

  “You like watching me stroke myself for you, Karma?”

  I nod my head and lick my lower lip in concentration as I watch him.

  “Tell me.” He smirks and slows down his jerks, to give me a better view of his fingers running over the head of his dick.

  Instead of telling him, I pull my fingers out of my pussy and give him a view of how wet I am for him.

  “Oh shit, Karma.” His strokes become faster as I lift my ass up off the chair to give him a better view and slowly slip my fingers back inside. “Keep going,” he says deeply.

  Feeling myself beginning to clench, I twirl my thumb over my clit and moan out as my orgasm rocks through me.

  “Fuck! Fuck me!”

  I look at the computer, out of breath, as I watch Blaze moan and cuss through his own orgasm. Seeing his come coat his tattooed hand and knowing that it’s because of me is so fucking hot.

  Feeling completely satisfied, I wipe my hands off on my wet shirt and watch as Blaze places a towel in his lap and watches me.

  “Best call I’ve ever had,” he brags.

  I laugh. “I bet it was, playboy.”

  He jerks when the towel moves a little. “Holy fuck!”

  “Calls over.” I smile and lean in close. “You should get that cleaned up for your next caller. Bye.”

  “Karm-”

  I hit the disconnect button before he can say anything, knowing damn well that he’ll be finding my ass soon for sure now.

  There’s no way he’s going to take me jerking and running well. It’s just about as bad as the fucking and running that I did last week and forced him to leave the only other time.

  I rush into the bathroom and turn on the shower water, smiling the whole time as I replay our little video call.

  That man is definitely going to make it more difficult than I expected. I have a feeling that Blaze is a man that gets what he wants.

  I need to be careful with this one . . .

  MY HEAD’S COMPLETELY FUCKED TODAY and has been since I watched Karma finger fucking herself and then disappearing last night.

  My twin brother Luca arrives today, so I’ve been trying to keep focused on getting his room set up and take care of things around the house. He’ll be the newest guy in the house and I have no doubt he’ll fit right in. He’s my twin so it’s in his damn blood to do well with this.

  Lynx has been by a few times today to make sure that we don’t need anything for the house and that everyone’s staying busy, so my head’s been all over the place.

  “ . . . Dude¸ you been listening to anything I’ve said?”

  I shake my head to clear it and look up to see Rome setting up his computer down by the pool. “Fuck no. Sorry, man.”

  “I’m about to take a call, so unless you want to see my big dick, then you might want to leave the pool area.”

  Before I can even reply, he’s shaking his cock in his hand, working on getting it ready for his chat.

  “You can’t give me a few seconds to leave first? Shit. I don’t want to see that unless I’m getting paid to, fucker.”

  He laughs and hops into the water, being careful not to splash his computer. “That might be happening soon because I have a client that wants to see you, me and Levi. I tried to talk her out of it, but she’s offering to pay a shit ton extra to see the three of us at the same time. Guess it’s some fucked up fantasy of hers to have three men at once. I’m talking this is enough fucking money to work that one call that night and make more than most nights. Can’t turn that kind of money down.”

  I nod my head and agree. As long as the guys keep their dick in their own vicinity, then I could care less about jerking around them. I’m not ashamed of my dick, in fact I’m proud of that fucker.

  I’ve done a camera jerk with Lynx and Knox before that I definitely didn’t think would be the last request for more than one guy.

  “Fuck no we can’t. Just give me the details once you get them worked out so I can make sure we don’t have other calls overlapping.”

  Walking away, I pull out my phone and send Karma a text.

  I wasn’t done with her last night and I want her to know that.

  Blaze: Enjoy my company too much last night?

  Karma: Is that what you get from me logging off in a rush?

  Her response makes me smile, because yes, it does. There’s got to be some reason why she refuses to spend more time with me.

  Blaze: I think I’m getting to you. I’m digging myself under your skin and you’re afraid that you’ll want me there.

  Karma: The only place I want you, Blaze is in between my legs. I wouldn’t worry too much about getting to me. It’s not easy.

  Blaze: I’ll remember that.

  I shove my phone in my pocket when my twin brother’s handsome ass walks through the front door.

  “Damn, I look good today,” I tease Luca like I have my entire life.

  “We’re two different people, fucker. You don’t get to claim my good looks.” He smiles as he meets me with our usual hug, hitting me on the back once before he steps back. “But hell yeah, we look good all day, every day.”

  “Your fucking hair is long. Damn you have me wishing I had the patience to grow mine out.” His hair is hanging down the side of his face and the sides are cut short. He can look clean or rough as fuck and damn I’m jealous of that.

  “You know I have to have at least one thing that sets us apart.” He looks past me at Rome who is still prepping for his call. His smile grows even larger as he realizes the ease of the fact that Rome is literally jerking off right here in front of us while we have a normal conversation.

  “I can see this house is going to be interesting.”

  “Just wait until we have your welcome party. You don’t even know what crazy is until you’ve been to one of our parties.” He follows me
into the kitchen where I hand him a shot glass and pour the tequila tall to initiate him properly.

  “First we toast to you joining the house, then I’ll show you around.” We both lift our glasses over the bar, coming close to clinking before he pulls back.

  “What the fuck? I imagined my first shot would be between a set of nice tits or off of some flawless skin . . .” The door opens before he finishes. I look over and see Lynx step inside with Karma following closely behind.

  “Now that’s more fucking like it.” Luca moves towards Karma and I stand to watch how it all unfolds, all the while fighting the urge to step between them and stop him from going near her.

  Lynx reaches for Luca’s hand, introducing himself and I don’t hear what else is said because I’m looking at her. Her lips look full today, like she’s showing off her perfect dick sucking lips for the world to see.

  “Now, who is this?” He moves around Lynx, quickly stepping next to Karma.

  “Luca, this is Karma. She’s a tattoo artist and the one that pierced all of us recently. We work with her shop for promotions.” His stupid ass grin irritates me, but she calms me just slightly by taking a step back from his forward advancing ass.

  “Yes. You’ll have to have your brother bring you by my shop and I’ll treat you to the same if you’re interested.” She looks over at me with a small smile and I stand proud knowing she’s not falling for his smooth game. I’ve seen many fall for it, hell he’s just like me when it comes to getting the women.

  “You see, I’ve had my dick pierced for years, but if you’re going to do it, I’ll get another one.” He runs his hands through his hair and I catch him give her the look. The damn look that I use to reel in a girl I want to fuck.

  She stops moving and watches him closely. I can tell she’s interested and that shit pisses me off more than I’d like to fucking admit. I have no right to be upset, but I am.

  Lynx pulls up a bar stool and reaches for the bottle of tequila.

  “Are you really going to stand there with your dick in your hands and not share that bottle.” He leans back and takes a swig, getting Karma’s attention when he does.