Chapter 2

Tessa pov 

I came back on camera with the same big smile I always used after a fake bathroom break, headset back on, blanket still covering my lap like nothing had changed even though Nash was sitting right off-frame on the arm of the couch with his phone already recording me from the side. Chat was stacked with messages asking where I went and if I was okay and if I was still wet. I laughed into the mic the way I always did.

“Sorry, had to pee, you nasty fucks,” I said, voice even, thighs pressed together under the blanket because the first toy was still buzzing...