AllFreeNovel
Share Us
"I’ve read some," I tell her and her eyes narrow.
"Which ones?" she asks me.
I don’t want to fucking answer that question.
"Oh my God," she squeals and I look over to see if she’s attracted the attention of a rabid fan, but Cheryl and CJ are still gabbing about whatever the fuck they've done together in the past as agents. "Tell meeeee! Please."
Fuck it. Here goes nothing.
"I read your first one, Hscosideme, when it came out," I say quietly muttering the title.
Abby looks at me and it looks like she’s holding back a smile.
"You read WHICH one?" she asks again, her body coming closer across the table to mine.
I don't like being in this fucking spot. I’m 6’ 3". I got tribal tats from the actual ancestors of ancient tribes when I surfed in Kihei. I can bench this entire table and the people sitting around it. I’ve fucked so many women that my man credentials don’t need any defending—from Hollywood starlets to pop music icons to the fucking President’s daughter.
Then why am I worried about what I’m going to look like to this woman?
"I said," I say out loud, and notice that Cheryl and CJ are looking at me now. Abby raises her eyebrows and widens her eyes. "I read your first one, His Cock Inside of Me, when it came out."
Abby blinks. Twice. Her beautiful face scrunches in silent fucking mirth.
"And what did you think about the book when the cock was inside of you?" she asks.
I hear CJ give a short chuckle and Cheryl purses her lips.
They’re all fucking laughing at me.
Not for long.
I lean forwa
rd a bit more. Abby looks me in the eyes and my body gives a silent call for her to come closer. She does so involuntarily.
"I think," I whisper and I can tell that CJ and Cheryl, who have gone back to their own conversation, are straining to catch a listen to what I’m whispering. "That when you write about guys with big dicks who pleasure their women, you’re almost there," I say.
"Almost?" Abby asks.
"The only way you can make it definitive," I tell her, and my eyes flash triumph. "Is to write about me."
Fuck, remember when I said I was hesitant about co-writing? With a washed up top author?
Yeah, I’ve pretty much forgotten about all of that. I’m staring at this girl’s fucking tits. Her perfect fucking legs. Her taut, flat tummy. Her beautiful face.
And I can’t think of why I would never want to do something with her.
But she’s still talking. I need to focus and get my head back in the game because she’s asking me something.
"…really. So you think that it’s not complete until I write about how your cock can satisfy a woman?" she asks me.
I nod.
"Absolutely," I tell her.
"And you think that’s why we should work together?" she asks again.
I shrug.
