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We shared one heated breath and my body locked up tight. A barrage of emotions hit me full force and my hands began to shake.
Or was that him? Was he trembling too?
His amber eyes bored into mine, so intense that I was all but drowning.
I forgot about everyone watching us and the fact that I was supposed to be acting.
And then, we moved at the same time. Like we’d been doing this forever.
I leaned up and he reached down, and when our mouths collided, a shockwave snapped through my body, from the tips of my hair to the soles of my feet.
I’d dreamed of kissing Tate, but the reality was different, so much better, than my imagination.
It was painfully sweet and sinfully hot.
And I figured, if I only got one chance in my life to kiss Tate, I was going to kiss Tate.
My tongue playfully teased his soft lips and he groaned loudly in response, parting his lips.
So, I went for it.
But as usual, Tate turned the tables on me.
Next thing I knew, it was him, not me, taking control of the kiss. His rough beard teased my lips while his tongue greedily sucked on mine.
And I was only too happy to return the favor.
Even in this, our kiss turned aggressive, mauling, as we fought for dominance.
Hey, it was us, so that wasn’t surprising. Neither of us wanted to give in to the other.
But neither of us could stop.
I’m pretty sure I heard Jared yell ‘cut’ but Tate and I kept on kissing.
It wasn’t enough.
I needed more.
His hands cupped my ass and pulled me in tight, and when our hard cocks brushed against each other, I moaned into his mouth. He gently bit my lip and then soothed the sting with that wicked tongue of his.
The man was a complete and utter ass, but fuck, he knew how to kiss.
“Hello? I said cut!”
Jared’s voice boomed in my ear, and I finally paused.
Tate must’ve heard it too and before I knew it, he pulled away. Leaving me a trembling wreck.
“Okay folks, let’s take a break.”
I was too stunned to move, let alone acknowledge our director.
Crew members walked around us, but I barely paid any attention.
All my focus was on watching Tate as he ran a nervous hand over his beard and his swollen lips.
He hadn’t run off like I’d expected.
