Chapter 4
KATIE
The house is dead quiet.
Mom and Dave are asleep down the hall.
It’s past midnight, fairy lights still glowing soft pink in my room, but the camera is off.
No ring light. No stream.
Just me and Zach.
I’m on my knees between his legs, his c**k hot and heavy on my tongue.
I’m taking him slow, the way I’ve learned he likes: long licks from balls to tip, then swallowing him deep until my nose presses into his stomach.
He groans low, fingers tangled in my hair, not pushing, just holding.
“f**k, Katie… you’re too good at this now.”
I pull off with a wet pop, look up at him.
“Practice makes perfect,” I whisper, then sink back down.
He’s fully hard, throbbing against my throat.
I can taste the pre-c*m leaking steady.
After a minute he tugs me up by the hair, gentle b
