DON’T STOP (Lila and Darrell) novel Chapter 123

Chapter 123

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I stared at Vee’s eager reply for a long beat, thumb hovering. Then I typed back before I could overthink it.

35 vou

Red Fox: Fine. Private session. One hour. Double my usual rate, paid upfront. No recordings. No face. My rules. Take it

leave it.

The payment notification hit almost instantly- the full amount, no hesitation. My breath caught. This was real.

I moved to my bedroom, dimmed the lights until only a single soft lamp and the ring light remained, and started a priv video call on the Sensual app. The red lace mask and wig were still in place. The red blazer hung open from the earlier stream, my breasts already bare beneath it.

Vee’s camera was off – just a black screen with that same hamster avatar. Their voice, when it came through, was low, slightly distorted by the app’s filter, but unmistakably male. Not the soft feminine tone I’d imagined.

“Red Fox…” The words came out rough, almost reverent. “Thank you for this.”

I raised an eyebrow behind the mask, keeping my voice cool and commanding. “You paiei for an hour. Tell me what you want.”

There was a pause. Then the first huge gift pinged through-heavy and generous.

Vee: Take the jacket off slowly.

I let the silence stretch, making him wait. Then I rose to my feet, turned slightly so the light caressed my body, and hooke my thumbs into the lapels. With deliberate, agonizing slowness, I peeled the red blazer down my shoulders, letting the smooth silk drag over my skin inch by inch. The fabric whispered as it fell away completely, pooling at my feet. Cool air kissed my bare breasts, tightening my nipples into hard peaks.

“Like this?” I murmured, my voice husky.

Another massive gift followed immediately.

Vee: Pinch your nipples hard. Roll them between your fingers.

My pulse kicked up. This was crossing into new territory – direct commands instead of silent tipping. I cupped my breasts fingers finding the sensitive buds. I pinched firmly, twisting just enough to send a sharp spark of pleasure-pain through me. A soft gasp escaped my lips, unscripted.

“Mmm… good?” I asked, a teasing edge in my tone.

The gifts kept coming, each one bigger, feeding the growing heat in the room.

Vee: Touch yourself. Slide your hand down.

I obeyed, trailing my fingers down iny stomach, over the curve of my hip. The mask made me feel safe and anonymous, even as my body responded to the quiet authority in his filtered voice. I slipped my hand between my thighs, parting my folds with two fingers, letting him hear the soft, wet sound as I circled my clit lazily.

Vee: Spread your legs wider. Let me see how wet you are.

I shifted on the chaise, opening my thighs, the cool air hitting slick skin. My breath came faster now; the slow burn of being directed, paid to perform exactly as he wanted, stirring something darker, more dangerous than my usual streams.

He was patient. Methodical. Each command came with another huge gift, drawing the session out, building the tension until

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the air felt thick

Vee Finger yourself. Two fingers. Deep.

I shd two fingers inside, curling them a low moan spilling out as pleasure coiled low in my belly. The mask had thy t cheeks, but nothing could hide the way my hips rocked slightly, chasing the sensation.

This wasn’t the shy, generous “woman” I’d imagined.

This was something else.

Something that made my guarded walls crack just a little

The private live stretched on, the air in my bedroom growing thicker with every passing minute. My skin felt flushed beneath the red lace mask, the wig slightly damp at the nape of my neck from the building heat. Vee’s filtered voice sta low and steady, never rushing, each command delivered with that quiet intensity that made my stomach tighten in wa wasn’t ready to examine

Another heavy gift pinged through. lighting up the corner of the screen.

Vee: Keep going. Slide your fingers deeper Let me hear you.

I bit back a sharper moan as I obeyed, pushing two fingers further inside my slick heat, curling them against that sensiti spot that made my thighs tremble. The wet sounds filled the quiet room-obscene, intimate. My hips rocked involuntar chasing the friction while I kept my legs spread wide for the camera.

“Good girl,” he murmured, the praise rough and unfiltered even through the distortion. “You’re so fucking wet for me already.”

The words sent an unexpected shiver down my spine. I wasn’t used to this-being told exactly what to do and paid to surrender control bit by bit. Usually I held all the power on my streams. But here, with Vee’s generous gifts rolling in stea and his calm cominands guiding every move, the power felt… shifted. Darker. More dangerous.

I pinched my nipple harder with my free hand, rolling the tight bud until a gasp tore from my throat. “Is this what you wanted?” I asked, voice breathy, trying to reclaim some dominance. “Paying all this just to watch me fuck myself for you?”

Vec: Yes. Now rub your clit. Slow circles. Don’t come yet.

My fingers moved obediently, slick and swollen, drawing lazy circles over the sensitive bundle of nerves. Pleasure built in slow, torturous waves, coiling low in my belly. I could feel my pulse throbbing between my legs, my breasts heaving with each ragged breath. The mask suddenly felt too tight, too hot against my flushed cheeks.

He kept the pace deliberate, drawing it out. Gift after gift. Command after command.

Vee: Faster on your clit. Add a third finger.

I whimpered softly as I stretched myself, three fingers thrusting deeper while my other hand worked my clit with firmer strokes. My legs shook, spread obscenely wide on the chaise. Sweat beaded along my collarbone, trickling down between my breasts. The sounds I made grew louder, less controlled-moans and gasps that felt far too real for a paid session.

“You’re close, aren’t you?” Vee’s voice dropped even lower, almosi a growl. “I can hear it. Hold it. Don’t you dare come until I say.”

The edge in his tone sent a dark thrill through ne. This wasn’t the shy, generous fan I’d pictured. This was someone who knew exactly how to pull my strings, patient and unrelenting. My body responded despite myself. teetering on the brink. every nerve alight.

Vee: Stop.

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1 froze, fingers still buried inside me, breathing hard. The denial hit like a whip-sharp and frustrating. My pussy clenche around my fingers, aching for release

“Please.” The word slipped out before I could stop it, soft and needy.

A long pause. Then another massive gift flooded the screen.

Vee: Beg for it.

My heart hammered. I swallowed, pride warring with the throbbing need between my legs. The slow burn had turned int something hotter, more consuming “Please… let me come. I need it.”

Vee; Good girl. Come for me. Now

The permission snapped the tension. I rubbed my clit frantically, fingers pumping deep as the orgasm crashed over me hard, shuddering, drawing a broken cry from my throat. My back arched, breasts bouncing with the force of it, thighs quivering as waves of pleasure ripped through me

When I finally came down, panting and slick with sweat, the mask felt like the only thing still anchoring me.

Vee’s voice came through again. quieter this time, almost gentle beneath the filter.

“Thank you, Red Fox. That was perfect.”

I licked my dry lips, trying to steady my breathing. The hour wasn’t even halfway over, and already the lines felt blurred. This quiet, generous unknown person I’d imagined was turning out to be something far more commanding. Far more dangerous.

And the worst part?

A small, treacherous part of me wanted to know exactly how much further he’d take it.

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