Riley"I think I'm going to barf." Charlotte moved in front of me as I pulled my dress over my head."No, you're not. Go out there and ask the attractive Hispanic woman if I can wear my bra or what the deal is." I swallowed my own nervousness, not wanting to add to Charlotte's. The poor girl looked green. Where bringing her felt like a huge mistake now, I was sure after a few days of letting the dust settle that I would change my mind. Helping her mark something off the top of her bucket list was cool, no matter the cost."Yeah, sure." She turned and walked out, leaving me to stand there and study myself.Did Ethan like big breasts or little ones? I was somewhere in between, enough for a good handful, but maybe he enjoyed something different."Why do you care?" I lifted my eyebrow and pulled the robe over my shoulders, leaving my thigh-highs, garter, panties and matching bra on. I'd bought the sexy arrangement the summer before when my financial aid money finally came in. Why, I had n
RileyMy whole body ached to move the little bit of cloth between us away and have at each other. In the actual film we would be naked, and the fun would be not accidently overdoing it.He leaned down, pressing his body against mine as he tucked his face against my neck. His next words were whispered just for me."I can almost smell your arousal, Riley."I arched my back and moved my hands to grip his hips, following the script perfectly as I pressed my lips to the top of his thick shoulder."I like it hard. From behind, and don't forget to pull my hair," I whispered roughly before pushing off and turning us. I ignored his teasing and ran my hands up my sides before cupping my own breasts and rocking back and forth against him, creating a delicious friction between us. "That sound good, or are you one of the good guys who likes to make love?"He chuckled and gripped my thighs as his eyes widened a little. My panties had slipped to the side, but I hadn't stopped rolling my hips, emulat
EthanI shut the door to her dressing room and leaned against the wall, covering myself and trying to catch my breath. I couldn't ever remember feeling so much at once. After pretending to feel half of my life, I wasn't sure how to do it properly anymore.Deza rounded the corner and jogged toward me, real concern on her face."What the hell is wrong?" She stopped in front of me and glanced down where I was cupping the top of my dick. "Did something happen?""No. I left my robe in there, and I have a hard-on. No biggie, other than everyone around here has a fucking camera on their phones. I'm not walking out there half-naked." I shrugged and nodded toward another dressing room. "Get me the robe out of there, please?""Sure." She turned and walked across the hall as I closed my eyes and let out a shaky breath. My cock was pulsing violently as I was close to release over the pretty girl in the room behind me. How she drove me so close to the edge was disgusting... disgusting and addictiv
EthanI groaned and pressed my hands tighter to my face as anger burned through me. It was a lie. All of it. My whole fucking life was a set of lines that could be erased with the pink end of a pencil."She was wet." I jerked up and took a sharp breath. "She was wet."Getting up, I jogged to the front of the trailer and pulled the door open, almost running into Deza. I gripped her arms and let out a short laugh. "She was wet."The guard beside us choked on his soda, spitting it out on the ground beside him."What are you going on about?" She popped me in the face softly. "Get it together. We have a press conference tonight at the Marriott. It's over the tryouts and our plans to continue to involve new and upcoming stars. Fix your hair and get that pinstriped suit that makes you look like a god. Now.""Deza." I got in her face and pressed my forehead to hers. "Riley was acting like that scene didn't mean shit to her, and yet... she was wet.""Are you really telling me this like I want
Riley"Hey. You okay?" Charlotte reached over and touched my arm. I hadn't realized that I was trembling until she said something."What? Yeah. I'm good." I forced a smile and turned the radio on as she dropped her hand from me."It's me, dude. No putting on that fake-ass mask and pretending. Are you overwhelmed because it was Ethan Lewis or is it something else? That was a smoking hot scene. Are you just turned on? Because I'm turned on."I laughed at her. She was talking a million miles a minute, which was nothing new. She always did when she was nervous."I'm trying to process everything." I shrugged, forcing myself to calm down. "Ethan is insanely hot, but when I was up there on stage, I wasn't me, Char. I was Stacy Develin, the woman that was completely in love with the sorry bastard beneath me. I slipped into her skin. The passion and heat are all part of it. It had nothing to do with Ethan until he acted like a child about it.""Was he upset about something he did or something
Riley"Can you imagine if he did?" I couldn't help but push it under the false pretense of wanting to be silly. "The poor guy would be fighting off women left and right." I laughed, but she didn't. I reached across the table and touched her arm. "You're being ridiculous. He doesn't have a monster cock.""I know, but if he did..." She glanced up and shrugged. "It would be miserable for him too, you know? Remember that kid in high school, Barry? He was so damn nerdy, but his dick was huge. He couldn't get laid to save his life, and he was so depressed about it.""That's just gross, and if I remember correctly… he was too." I got up and dropped the rest of my ice cream in the trash. "Even though it's gross, it still sucks." She stood up and put her phone in her back pocket. "Imagine not being able to have sex because your body was deformed.""Deformed?" I opened the door and moved back, feeling a hundred times worse after getting into a different, although disturbing discussion over Eth
EthanI slept like shit the night before, reading over the simple text about the press conference and reading into it more than I should have. She was shutting me down before we ever got started, but what did I expect? I was a dick to her the day before, rude and condescending. The problem was that I wasn't sure how to be anything but that.After shaving and fixing myself up to look presentable in public, I left to head to my brother's place. He was at the house fixing up the backyard, and I figured if nothing else, I could point out where he missed a spot in cutting his grass. I was still his little brother no matter that our combined wealth was enough to buy anything that our hearts might desire.I rolled the windows down in my Mercedes convertible and pulled my sunglasses from the console beside me."Ethan!" someone screamed as I pulled up to a light on Rodeo Drive.I waved and smiled as a huge gaggle of women in pretty dresses walked quickly toward the car. "Hi girls.""Sign this
Ethan"I didn't hear a word you just said with your mouth full. It’s a good thing that I can understand the context clues rolling off you." He made a bunch of weird hand gestures, and I was once again thrown into the alternate reality where I was the older brother. Liam wasn't growing up. Not ever. Plain and simple."Why are you so happy?" I picked up my drink and wiped my mouth on the back of my hand."I dumped that chick from the other night." He shrugged and started to eat his sandwich."And that's a good thing?" I burped and popped a few more grapes in my mouth."Yeah. It's exciting. Everything feels new and fresh again. Women are clingy and get boring fast." He shrugged. "But enough about me. We'll get back to that fine subject later. Tell me what the fuck's up with you.""It's a combination of a few things." I plucked a chip from his plate."Go through the list. Start with the girl.""How do you know there is a girl?" I laughed and got up, walking back into the kitchen in search