Hollywood Lies by N.K. Smith Read Free Book Online

after other people is what I do. It’s usually not physically cleaning up, though.”
    I grab another bottle and a ball of paper from the table in front of me and then walk toward her. “Ms. Stroud’s really needy, then?”
    “She hates being called Ms. Stroud . Just call her Cole like everyone else. And no, she’s not really needy the way some people are. I have friends who work for other Hollywood elite types and, believe me, compared to their stories, I’ve got nothing to complain about.”
    Julie meets me halfway and sorts through the garbage in my arms. She separates the plastic from the paper and puts it in the appropriate container. When she finishes, I stand awkwardly and look down at her. Her hair is shiny and looks like silk.  
    “I guess I’m cleaning up because it gives me time away from her. Spending too much time with anyone gets old and puts a strain on—”
    Her words stop as I twirl just a few strands of her hair between two fingers. It is silky as it slides through my fingers. When the hair is back in place, I bring my hand back down to my side. “Sorry,” I say when I see her looking up at me. “I didn’t mean to do that.”
    She hesitates. Just the very tip of her tongue pushes out at the corner of her mouth, then retreats back. It’s good that it didn’t make a complete sweep of her lower lip because that would be too much of a turn on.  
    As if I’d never touched her hair, she pivots on her heel and finishes clearing the tables. It must be my dismissal. Rejection sucks; I feel like a toad. But just as I’m about to take a step toward the door, I hear her and stop.
    “You never called me.”
    “I know, I . . . um, I’m not really good with . . .”
    Julie laughs as she stands up straight and regards me with narrowed eyes.  
    I fidget and wonder what she thinks about while she sucks her bottom lip between her teeth.  
    “Come here,” she says.
    I’m next to her in an instant, my heart thumping hard in anticipation, not sure what will happen, but eager to find out.  
    “Sit,” she says after pulling out a chair.  
    I comply without argument and feel like I can’t breathe when she sits down on top of me, her legs on either side of my hips.  
    She studies me again for a few seconds that seem like hours, and I can’t help but feel the heat between her legs on my thighs. My hands move to the small of her back, and I pull her closer by a few centimeters. Another inch and that heat would be directly above my dick, which is where I want it to be, but I decide to let my hands move down to her ass. It’s firm. I knew it would be. Her form-fitting clothing hasn’t left me without a clue as to what her body would feel like.  
    Julie lets out a breath close to my ear, and shivers run through my body. “Let me give you some advice about Hollywood. Timid people don’t get anywhere. If you see something you want, take it.”
    I tighten my grip on her ass as she sucks my earlobe into her mouth. She presses her teeth into the meat of it and scrapes it as she slowly releases the lobe. It’s slightly painful, but not too much, so I start licking her neck, which leads to sucking on it. When she moves her head back, I trail up to her jaw and kiss it with an open mouth.
    “Maybe I’m not so timid,” I mumble against her flesh.
    She smiles and her body is closer now. She presses her breasts against my upper chest and her heat radiates down into my groin. I’m half hard as I bring my hands up to her shoulders and press her down. I want more friction. I want to feel her pussy grinding down onto me.  
    Julie rocks her body. I steal her air as I close my mouth over hers and plunge my tongue into it. She groans a little and tightens her legs around my hips. Her movements quicken, and I start to think this could actually happen. I could actually do this woman in the middle of this conference room.
    She snakes a hand down between us and deftly pops open the button of my jeans. The