Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 67510 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 338(@200wpm)___ 270(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67510 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 338(@200wpm)___ 270(@250wpm)___ 225(@300wpm)
“Oh”—I feigned ignorance—“so the undisclosed naked blonde who was with you didn’t have anything to do with it?”
He dramatically sighed. “I can’t be held responsible for women who love to be naked around me.”
“Right… you poor, poor man. I can’t imagine how hard that must be for you. Pun intended.”
He laughed, throwing his head back. “It’s a tough job, but somebody has to do it.”
“I’m sure your family loves that you’ve claimed that title.”
“We have different perspectives of what we think my life should look like, but they never tire of telling me how much of a disappointment I am.”
My heart hurt for him. “Aires…”
“It’s fine.” He brushed it off. “I’m used to it. It wouldn’t be a family dinner unless they threw daggers at me.”
“I’ve always hated that for you. You’re so incredibly talented at your craft, and despite your extracurricular activities, you’ve made quite a career for yourself.”
“I’ve done okay.”
That made me turn around to face him completely. “Aires, you’ve won an Oscar, not to mention an Academy Award.”
“And you’ve won several.”
“I guess someone’s been following my career as well,” I confidently pointed out.
“Well.” He swept the hair away from my face. “You’ll forever be nice to look at.”
“You’re too kind.”
“And you’re too humble. I’m serious, Bay. You’ll go down in history as this generation’s icon. That’s quite a legacy.”
“Aires, if you think for one second that you’re not leaving your mark on this industry, you’re absolutely insane. The depths you go through for the character development you play is like nothing I’ve ever seen before, and trust me—I’ve worked with the best.”
“Now, who’s being kind?” He smiled.
I smiled back. “Now, who’s being humble?”
He chuckled. “I’ve missed you, Bay.”
My heart skipped a beat. “I’ve missed you too.”
Lust was a very funny thing.
The desire.
The attraction.
All these chemicals released the same endorphins, similar to the ones we experienced right then and there with the Molly running through our systems.
And still…
It all felt real.
We felt so real.
Aires
Unable to resist the temptation that was this woman, I pulled her into my lap, causing her to straddle my legs. Her expression quickly turned heated as she looked at me while I held her face between my hands.
This was so fucking bad.
I was thinking all sorts of thoughts.
Feeling all sorts of things that I had no business entertaining.
Before I could consider the consequences, I pulled her lips to mine, and she sucked in a breath when I softly pecked her mouth for a second.
Blame it on the drugs for the desperate touch we shared that warmed my blood and soothed my soul.
“Aires, what are you doing?” she breathed along my lips.
I swallowed hard.
What am I doing, and why can’t I stop it?
I knew she thought the same thing I did—that was how in tune we had always been with one another. Her nails raked from my chest to my lower abdomen.
“Bay, what are you doing?” I repeated to her.
“I don’t know,” she whispered, pecking my mouth.
It was mind-blowing.
Aching.
All consuming.
I couldn’t get enough of her, and all we did was touch each other’s lips.
We weren’t kissing.
Just caressing.
Exploring.
Searching for something in each other that had always been and would always be there.
No matter what.
“You taste like trouble,” she rasped, brushing her lips over mine.
“Says the woman who peer pressured me into taking illegal narcotics with her.”
She smiled, continuing to softly run her lips back and forth over mine. “Peer pressure would have involved you resisting.”
I spoke the truth. “How could I ever say no to you?”
She licked her lips, begging me to really kiss her.
“Aires, what are we doing?”
“We’re just two old friends catching up.”
“I don’t think old friends do what we’re doing.”
Following the movement of her tongue, I asked, “And what is that exactly?”
She cocked her head to the side, baiting me to kiss her again. “Playing with fire.”
“This isn’t playing with fire,” I warned. “This is.” With that, I flipped her onto her back to hover over her.
Next, I caged her in with my arms on the sides of her head before I kissed her as if my life depended on it. She moaned the most delicious sound when I slipped my tongue into her warm, welcoming mouth. It wasn’t just her lips that drove me wild. Her heady movements and the noises she made intensified my desire for her.
All of it was a sensory overload for me, having her under me.
I felt the lounger take a dip as I continued my assault on her tongue until she kissed me back. I breathed her in, and once I couldn’t take it anymore, I placed some of my weight on the side of my body and leaned one arm against the lounger so my other hand could roam down to her breasts.
My hoodie was thick.
Hot.
But it was easy access to have her pussy start rubbing against my cock.