himself
back down on top of me and I close my eyes, waiting to feel his lips on mine.
Instead they brush my cheek before moving to my ear. His breath on my skin
causes desire to ripple through me.
"They're out.
We're here. Let's not make this a missed opportunity." His mouth lowers to
my neck and I feel his lips on my skin. He's leaving the slowest, most sensual
open mouth kisses on my sensitive skin. The feeling's indescribable and my body
reacts accordingly. My nipples harden, I feel a tingly sensation down below,
and my skin is coated in goose bumps.
"Okay,"
I moan and tilt my head to the side, giving him more room to devour my
neck. His lips continue their assault on my body, moving lower and
brushing against my collarbone. He thrusts his hips into me gently, his
denim-covered erection grinding into my denim-covered pussy. The feeling of him
hard and ready for me, and knowing how good he could feel inside me once we get
rid of our clothes, makes me want to beg him to take me. Hard and fast.
His teasing is
killing me. The soft brushes of his hand across my body, mixed with the feeling
of his lips all over me, have my hips moving involuntarily in rhythm with his.
My hands drag up between us and under the front of his shirt so I can feel his
hard chest above me. This torture needs to end. I need him to kiss me.
"Little
Adams? Are you here?" Tawny's voice echoes in the entryway.
"Motherfuck-"
"Shhh,"
I whisper, placing my hand over his mouth so he doesn't draw more attention to
us.
This is the second
time Tawny's interrupted us. Her timing is horrible, but maybe this is a good
thing. Screwing Scott on Jared's couch isn't the best idea, no matter how
magnetic our chemistry is.
I bend and adjust
my legs, moving out from underneath Scott so I can stand up and adjust my
clothing. "We're in here, Tawny."
Scott groans and
reluctantly gets up. His clothing isn't unraveled and every hair is in place.
God, it must be so easy being a guy.
"We'll finish
this later," Scott whispers under his breath.
"Yeah, in
your dreams."
"You're in my
dreams frequently." His little boy smile is infectious and it takes everything
out of me not to smile back at him.
Tawny's crazy and
outrageous self bursts into the living room. Her heavy make-up, baggy t-shirt,
cut-off shorts and sandals tell me she's just coming home from work.
"Little
Adams!" Her arms wrap around me, squeezing me into a tight hug. When she
releases me she looks over at Scott and smiles. "Your brother is seriously
the best to work for. I'm done with work for the day and I still have the whole
day ahead of me."
"You said you
would be on set until late this afternoon?" Scott does nothing to hide his
annoyance at being interrupted.
"Calm down,
Scotty. My lovely costar didn't show up today. So I had a short day. Jared
decided to just shoot a quick twenty minute video of me masturbating and
getting myself off for the camera so that he had some new footage for the
website and so I got paid."
"People pay
to watch you masturbate?" I ask curiously. I'm no prude to porn. I
actually love watching it but I watch sexual acts involving more than one
person. Never solo acts.
"Yes. Men
will watch anything. At first I offered to have Jared fill in for my absentee
costar, but he turned me down. I love how committed he is to Autumn, but the
world misses Brandon Boner."
Although I'd never
want Jared sleeping with a woman other than my sister, Tawny's words are true.
People want Brandon. He's taken a lot of heat for not performing in the porn
industry anymore. So much so that people are actually searching for the next
Brandon Boner. They need someone who will be as popular as he was, but there
aren't a lot of drop dead gorgeous, tattoo covered, pierced dick men who are
hung like a horse lying around.
"Since you're
here, Tawny, you can help Winnie and me get the house ready for the party
tonight."
She agrees and the
three of us start transforming the living room and kitchen into the
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