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But then I felt him shudder, and he slowed his pace. This was not what I’d expected. I’d expected hard thrusts, sweat, and maybe even a spank. Not this. Not the look of pleasure and pain that alternated on his face as he was buried inside me.
And I knew exactly how he felt. Overwhelmed. Unglued.
I reached up and cupped the sides of his cheeks. I turned his head, coaxing him to look at me. “I’m so glad I gave you the time of day.”
There were too many feelings to explain, too many sights and sounds, all of them new, to even begin to explain what was going on in my head and to my body. But I wanted him to see it all. To feel it all—every zing of pleasure and shiver of satisfaction.
The Max I had come to care for came back to me, his sinful smile lighting up my bedroom.
His breath warmed the side of my neck, and he whispered against my ear, “I’m so glad I let you.”
It was the implication of his words that caused my orgasm to rupture, ripple outward from my pelvis, through each limb, until my pleasure radiated along my skin. It was so intense, so explosive that I was sure any spectators would have needed ultraviolet sunglasses to protect them from the force of my orgasm.
He followed soon after with a groan, then slumped beside me, pulling me into his body, cradling my back with his front.
We panted, our breathing eventually syncing, as he settled behind me, alternating between whispering kind and dirty words in my ear.
I was completely satisfied. I was orgasmic and glowy. But we hadn’t fucked. Not that I’d know what that was since I’d never been fucked before. Although I’d never had sex like this before either. This was something more. Something deep and emotional and unlike anything I’d expected with Max.
It was slow and sweet and sexy. He had all of my nerve endings on high alert, ready to explode at any moment.
It was hands-down the best sex I’d ever had. And probably the most boring for Max—missionary, on a bed, with a condom.
Instead of reveling in the best sex of my life, an unfamiliar sensation washed over me. I couldn’t help the feeling of inadequacy that tore through me. I was in the top five percent of my law class, graduated with honors from both high school and soon law school, competed for and won the articling position at one of the top law firms in the city, and I had a successful law career ahead of me. When I set out to do something, I wanted to be the best. And in my experience, I always was.
Except right now, as this feeling burrowed its way inside my gut. When it came to Max Levin, maybe all I’ll ever be is second best.
Chapter 21
Max
“It looks just like I imagined.”
Everly walked ahead of me into the casting room, taking in the gray paint, boardroom-style table, and pleather couch.
Women and men lined up by the hundreds to get a seat on this couch, and I turned down eighty percent of them. Not everyone had what it took to make it in the adult film business.
I had brought Everly to work with me because I didn’t want to spend time apart. A shocking revelation considering we were only supposed to be doing things that knocked items off her list.
I had played hooky long enough and I needed to buckle down and do my job. But that didn’t mean she couldn’t come with me. I had the perfect space for her to crack open her textbooks or laptop or whatever she needed to study. I just wanted to be near her, smell her, admire her.
What the hell has gotten into you?
“Do you film your casting interviews?”
I shook my head. “No. I don’t have to run my decisions by anyone else, so, no. It’s not necessary. I know usually within the first five minutes whether they have potential.”
She looked over her shoulder and flashed me a sweet smile. “Pretty confident in your skills.”
I shined my nails on my collar. “It’s a gift.”
She slowly sank down onto the couch, letting her hands glide against the pleather.
“Don’t worry, we wipe it down after every audition.”
She made a disgusted face and jerked her hands back to her body.
I laughed, but was also glad she didn’t ask me any further questions.
