I fiddled with his electronics for a minute, working out how to play it, then settled in next to Alex.

The film opened with Reaper sitting at a bar waiting for me. I smiled fondly at how young he looked even though it had only been about five years ago. We were both just trying to figure out who we were and what we wanted back then. I was a sub at The Key Club, being mentored by Victoria, but chomping at the bit to move up to Switch. Reaper had just stopped working as a pro dom at the club to start privately escorting instead. When we’d filmed this, he was slowly in the process of breaking my heart, though not because he was fucking other people.

“No way! Is that Reaper?” Alex asked, pulling me from my memories.

“Yep. That’s Reaper before he wore quite as much guyliner. He’s way hotter with it, but don’t tell him I said that.”

Onscreen, Reaper checked his watch and looked up expectantly just as my character strutted through the door.

“You aren’t my usual escort.” He sneered at Porn Elena.

“No,” Porn Elena confirmed, brazenly taking a seat. “I’m better.”

The premise of the film was that my character was pretending to be a call girl for the night to cover for her roommate, even though she’d never done anything like this before. Her roommate had neglected to mention that Reaper’s character was a kinky, dominant Alphahole, so my character was in for an eye-opening night.

I’d fully expected Alex to make fun of me by now, but he hadn’t said a word, even as Porn Elena blushed prettily while Reaper said filthy, degrading things to her.

The film cut to us in a hotel room and from there, escalated quickly. In the story, Reaper stripped my clothes off, then tied me up in a gorgeously elaborate bind that held my wrists together above my head, letting him push me down on the bed. He was amazing with rope and you could see how into it I was.

I wasn’t ashamed of anything that was about to happen, but I found myself strangely nervous knowing what was coming next.

Porn Elena up to that point had been naked, but not totally exposed to the camera, but now Reaper forced her legs wider, tying them so her knees were pulled up and open. And there I was, on full display for the camera.

I glanced over at Alex. Without tearing his eyes from the screen, he said, “Fuck, I love that sexy pussy…”

Reaper went to work, until onscreen, I climaxed, throwing my head back and writhing against my bonds.

“You really came,” Alex murmured, sounding amused.

“How do you know?”

He just looked at me in response, as though it was obvious.

I couldn’t take it anymore. I crawled over onto his lap, moaning when I felt how hard he was under me. He draped one of my legs over each of his and slid a hand into my skirt, rubbing in lazy circles and discovering how wet I was. With his other hand, he cupped my breast, lightly rolling my nipple between his fingers until I was panting.