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Nora slides her hands over me and sways in. I think she wants a kiss but fuck that. I told her what would go down. I’m not kissing her, and she’s not coming by my hand or cock until after the party.
I push her down between my legs.
Maybe she believed me and maybe she fucking didn’t. Not my problem. It’s hers.
The moment of a hot, wet mouth closing over your cock is fucking magic. Always is. The slide of a tongue, the sucking. Even shit blow jobs have that magic. And she’s good. She really is.
I sigh and move her head with one hand, making sure as I get completely hard, I’m hitting the back of her throat. But there’s something missing as I make her gag on me. As I hammer up into her mouth.
My phone buzzes, and I let her do the work as I take care of business texts. All it takes is a shove with my hand to make her go harder, rougher when I need it, and as my balls start to tingle and tighten, I hold her down. I come deep in her throat, cock twitching.
“How much longer?” I ask Carlos, holding her there, nose against my pubis, just long enough for her to start struggling.
He checks his phone. “Ten more minutes.”
“Can you come that quickly?” I ask as she goes back down on me, tongue swirling, mouth sucking, like I’m a pacifier dipped in honey.
His gaze is on the famous actress still working me. “In her? Fuck yes.”
“Go. Make it good.” I lift her off me, my cock coming free from her mouth with a pop, the piercing gleaming with her saliva, and push her over to Carlos. He pulls her onto his lap and plunges balls deep in what must be a sore cunt by now and fucks her as he fingers her asshole, pushing a finger in. I go back to my texts.
It doesn’t take long for her moans to become annoying. I look over again, and he’s got fingers on her clit. Soft bastard. Maybe I’ll give her to him for the weekend.
She’s embarrassed she likes fucking him; he lets her come. And I love the humiliation of her spending the weekend fucking an ugly bodyguard and not me. Because I know if I invited her in my bed and withheld orgasms, she’d still want to fuck me.
We pull up as she screams. I look over as I put my phone away. He’s hammering up in her cunt and she’s shaking, writhing, not looking at him. When they’ve both come, she dresses, and goes to fix her makeup.
“I don’t think so,” I say. “Freshly fucked is a good look for you, Nora. Let’s go.”
* * *
I’ve timed it all just right to make a grand entrance. Combine that with one of the hottest young things Hollywood has to offer, young enough and talented enough to make the A-list, and I know she sees a date with me as a boost.
That and the allure of billionaire bad boy Jac Miller is too much for her to resist.
I’m a bastard, I’m not overly interested in her wares anymore, but I’ll help, point her in the direction she wants, like the fucking big name director who’s here.
“Cheer up, Nora,” I mutter. “Paint on a smile and I’ll make that introduction.”
“Really? And after?” The hope in her voice annoys me to hell’s furthest edge.
I lean in, knowing eyes are on us. “Think about tonight as an audition.”
She goes still and looks up at me, hope suddenly flaring to life.
Fuck, the girl better not be thinking she’ll be wearing a Miller ring. That’s not happening. I like to fuck a lot of women. I love to play and sink down deep into pleasure, my way.
A wife—hell, even a steady girlfriend—isn’t what I want. Far from it.
But Nora’s good for the entrance. I make heads turn. Her by my side? It’s a double dose squared.
“For acting roles, Nora.” I smile for the clicking cameras, knowing she does, too. “Your precious A-list.”
“I want you, Jac.”
Her words turn me off, but we step into the grand foyer, all smiles as a sexy, beautiful couple. I fucking hate this place, but it’s opulent, decadent, dripping with money.
The Agnossio mansion gives even mine a run for its money.
