“Why not?” He walked to her couch and began shoving books and coffee cups onto the floor. Eden opened her mouth to tell him to stop, and he smirked at her. She licked her lips. “I’ll go get your drink.”

“Great.” He dropped his ass into the space he’d cleared. “Don’t be long.”

Eden found the Malibu and brought it to the kitchen to pour the last of it into her remaining clean glass. She felt Willow’s eyes on her as she moved, knew he was inspecting her thighs, her tits, her ass. She began moving more slowly, adding flourishes that made her tits bounce.

She handed him the Malibu. “Here.”

He drank, made a face, then kept drinking. “What about you? You want some?”

She held up her vape. “I’ve got this.”

“Don’t you know smoking’s bad for you?”

Eden felt a warm rush of hatred, but there was no denying the ache between her legs. “A lot of fun things are bad for you.”

“True.” He laid an arm across the back of her couch. His movements were languid, almost bored. It wasn’t Willow, she decided. This was Sloan, some private schoolboy asshole with an axe to grind and bad intentions. She sucked her vape and his gaze locked on her lips. “Give me some?”

Eden blew the smoke into his mouth. He inhaled, a cold burn in his eyes. “So, what are we gonna do now?”

“Hang out? Talk?”

“Sure.” He looked around her apartment. “Where do you take your photos?”

“Um, in my bedroom,” she said, aware of what the phrase would conjure in this pervert’s mind.

He smiled, jerking a thumb over his shoulder. “Back there?”

“Yeah.”

“And, uh, where’d you get your ideas for photos from?”

Eden couldn’t tell if he was being serious or not. For her Russian OnlyFans, she’d just taken a bunch of thirst traps and thrown some old nudes in there for good measure. A little sketchy, but what was the point of having a solid catalogue of nudes if you couldn’t up-cycle them for something like this?

She sucked on her vape slowly, letting him get a good look. “I just like showing off my body, I guess.”

His gaze dropped to her tits. “You like knowing I jack off to you?”

Eden tried not to look embarrassed, as she was sure no sex worker would. “Yes.”

And she did like it. She liked the idea of this rich snob hunched over his phone, masturbating to her naked body.

His smile changed, became mocking. “When are you gonna post videos?”

For weeks his online persona had been petitioning for her to film herself using a dildo.

I wanna watch a cock slide into you. See exactly what it looks like when you’re getting pounded.

She gave him a prim smile. “I might do videos sometime. I don’t know.”