The Nerd Who Stole The Quarterback (Astra and Zayne) novel Chapter 204

Daddy North

ZANE

The stream loaded halfway through a breathless moan.

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Luna was stretched across the bed on her back, long black hair spilled in messy waves over the pillows and one bare shoulder. The camera sat low and close, framing her full body-soft stomach, thick thighs spread wide, the lower half of her face just visible.

Her cunt was already swollen and shiny under the soft lighting, the slit glistening. One hand held a thick, realistic toy steady while she forced it inside herself, inch by slow inch. The stretch was filthy to watch. Every time the length disappeared deeper, her thighs trembled and a soft, breathy sound slipped from her throat.

Chat exploded.

Tips stacked so fast the counter barely kept up. Messages blurred down the side of the screen in a flood of demands and praise.

She pushed the toy to the hilt and held it there, hips twitching, a shaky little giggle escaping even as her free hand clawed the sheets.

“God… it’s so deep,” she whispered, voice thick and embarrassed. Her cheeks flushed dark beneath the camera’s crop. “You guys are so mean tonight.”

She dragged the toy almost all the way out, the wet drag loud in the quiet of my apartment-then slammed it back in harder. A sharper moan tore out of her and her back arched clean off the mattress.

Another massive tip hit.

She bit her lower lip hard, still working the toy in slow, wet strokes, and leaned closer so her swollen mouth filled more of the frame.

“Thank you, Daddy,” she breathed, almost shy despite the way the thick length was splitting her open. “You want me to go faster?”

She started plunging the toy into herself in earnest. The sounds were obscenely wet. Every thrust punched soft, helpless noises out of her that she tried-and failed-to muffle. Her free hand slid down, fingers circling her clit in tight, desperate strokes while she kept fucking herself on the toy, thighs shaking harder.

I leaned back against the sofa and watched her fall apart on camera, jaw tight, the rest of the night already forgotten.

I’d found Luna by accident.

Somewhere along the way, watching her had stopped feeling accidental, especially when one breathy little moan through my speakers was enough to make my body react before I’d even settled into the sofa.

I was already hard, my cock pressing against my pants as another soft sound filled the penthouse.

I knew that sound too well. I’d learned every variation of it over months of late nights, including that soft, embarrassed catch that somehow survived even the most indecent things she did on camera.

My hand dropped to my lap, squeezing once through the material as another tip notification flashed across the screen. One of mine and large enough that the counter jumped hard.

Luna noticed immediately.

She slowed the deep strokes of the toy, chest rising fast, and let out that shy little giggle that always went straight to my dick.

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“Oh my god… Daddy North,” she whispered, voice soft and grateful even while the toy stayed buried inside her. “That’s that’s so much. Thank you.”

She knew the username. Of course she did. I was one of the ones who never commented, only spent-heavily.

She sat up slowly, the toy still seated deep, and the new angle made her full tits bounce softly with the movement. Soft, heavy, and perfect. Her long black hair spilled forward over her shoulders as she braced one hand on the mattress behind her and started to move.

She began bouncing.

Slow at first-lifting her hips and dropping back down onto the thick length with wet, squelching sounds. Her tits swayed and bounced with every motion. The camera caught everything: the way her cunt stretched around the toy, the slick shine coating her inner thighs, the soft jiggle of her stomach and breasts.

“Fuck…” she gasped, still sounding almost surprised at herself. “It feels so deep like this…”

I shoved my pants down just enough to free my cock. It sprang out heavy, already leaking, the thick vein along the underside standing out in sharp relief against the flushed skin.

I wrapped my fist around it and stroked-slow at first, feeling the heat of my own palm, the way the vein pulsed under my fingers as I dragged my hand from base to tip. Precum smeared across my knuckles. The drag felt good enough to make my jaw tighten.

Another massive tip left my account.

Luna’s head tipped back with a little cry when the notification hit.

“Daddy North again?” she breathed, bouncing harder now, thighs flexing as she fucked herself down onto the toy. “You’re going to ruin me tonight… God, thank you…”

She was getting louder. The shy edge was still there, but it was cracking under the pleasure. Her free hand came up to squeeze one bouncing breast, thumb dragging over the tight nipple while she kept riding the toy in rough strokes.

I stroked faster, fist tight, the thick vein under my fingers throbbing harder with every pull. The wet sounds of her cunt were lewd as hell. Every time she dropped down hard, a soft, punched-out moan left her. I matched her rhythm, thumb smearing the steady leak of precum over the swollen head, the friction turning sharper, hotter.

“Tell me what you want,” she whispered toward the camera, cheeks burning even as she kept bouncing. “I’ll do it… anything…”

I didn’t type.

I just sent another tip.

Luna cried out when she saw it, hips stuttering.

Then she really started fucking herself.

She planted both hands behind her and bounced harder, faster, tits bouncing heavily with every movement. The toy plunged in and out of her glistening cunt in rapid, deep strokes. Her moans turned sharper, higher, almost frantic.

“Ah… ah, fuck, I’m close… Daddy North, I’m so close…”

My fist moved faster as whatever restraint I had left began to unravel. Watching wasn’t enough anymore. All those nights staring at her through a fucking screen had turned wanting into something meaner, something that dug beneath my skin every time she moaned for Daddy North without knowing the man behind the name.

She rubbed her clit frantically while she kept impaling herself on the toy.

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“I’m gonna, oh my god..”

Her voice broke into a high, desperate scream as she came.

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