KendallCoincidences.There were times that were so ironic, so mind-blowing, that I had to pinch myself. That was what I’d done when I laid eyes on Dominick, sitting across the table from me in a deliciously handsome, dark suit, a silver striped tie, and the scent of shower and lust wafting over from him.Really, what were the chances that the man I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about was my sister’s lawyer?And now, he was staring at me, waiting for an answer to a question that was completely insane.Me … acting … on a reality TV show?No.But the grin on his lips, the promise in his eyes, told me he believed in me. That he wanted this for me, that he was going to make it happen.I just had to say yes.I set down my coffee that I’d been holding against my mouth, clearing the thickness from my throat, and glanced at my lap. If I looked at my sister, I knew what her expression would show—her opinion was more than clear. But I needed a moment that wasn’t influenced by her to breathe
But professionally, Brett was one of the top agents in the world and one of the owners of The Agency, a company Daisy mentioned at least once a day since her agent worked for him. Having Brett represent her was Daisy’s ultimate goal.And now, I was standing in front of his desk.What the ever-loving fuck?“Brett, this is Kendall Roy,” Dominick said, finishing the introduction.Brett stood from behind his desk, extending his hand, and I shook his firm grip.“It’s a real pleasure,” I heard myself say.“Likewise.”He sat down, motioning for us to do the same, and Dominick and I filled the two vacant chairs.“My friend Dominick has an impeccable eye for talent,” Brett began. “In fact, together, we’ve closed some of the largest entertainment deals in the world.” As he paused, a wave of chills ran up my arms and across my chest, each hammer of my heart causing my throat to shudder. “When he tells me he’s got someone for one of my shows, I take his word for it.” He glanced at Dominick and th
I had to keep reminding myself that I wasn’t a fly on the wall. That I was really here, that Brett was going to represent me, not Daisy.“Do you have any questions for me?” Brett asked.I had a million, but I didn’t even know where to start. But there was something nagging at me, something that probably wasn’t defined in the contract, so asking was the only way I’d know.“Will filming be all day, seven days a week?” I took a breath. “I’m trying to figure out if there’s any way I can still help my sister—I know she needs me—and continue volunteering a few days a week.” I looked at Dominick. “I found a super-cute retirement home by my apartment, and the little ladies love my watercolor class.”Dominick turned to glance at Brett and said, “What did I tell you?”Brett nodded. “You’re right. She’s fucking perfect.”Charlize: Good thing you budged. I could have birthed a man-baby for how long I stood in that line. Hope your meeting went fabulously and you weren’t too late. Awesome to meet y
His hand went to his face, like he was going to cough, but a long, deep chuckle came out instead. “Fool, who do you think you’re talking to? Do you really think I fucking believe that?”“Why wouldn’t you?”His eyes narrowed. “I saw the way you were looking at her. You were doing everything in your power not to throw her across my desk.”He wasn’t wrong.I couldn’t stop thinking about that fucking body. I could practically feel her under my fingertips, taste her skin on my tongue.But things had changed.She was soon going to be a client, and that was something I wouldn’t mess with.“Not going to happen, man.” I shook my head to emphasize the point. “Trust me.”He tapped his fist on the wood. “What do you want to put on it?”“Your plane.”He laughed again. “It’s a bet I’m not going to lose, so why don’t you tell me what I’ll get if I win?”“Name your prize—one of my cars, a trip to fucking Fiji, a hundred grand, whatever you want.”He stretched his hand in my direction. “You’ve got you
Her smile reached her eyes. “I’m still in total shock. I thought it would wear off or that the tequila would tame it a little.” She shook her head. “But it hasn’t. At all.”Covered in a deep red shine, her mouth was even more enticing than it had been when I was kissing her. Her teeth glowing behind her lips, white and sharp, made me wonder what part of me she would bite if I slipped my cock in her ass.“How are things with Daisy?”“Good Lord,” Charlize moaned. “We need more cocktails for that conversation.”I saw how Charlize’s admission affected Kendall, her excitement instantly dampening as she said, “I haven’t spoken to her. I know her better than anyone, and talking about this now will get us nowhere. She needs time to cool off.”“But girlfriend has been texting her nonstop,” Charlize said. “And calling.”“Is there anything I can do?”The offer seemed valid. Both sisters were now clients. I was the reason Daisy was upset. If I hadn’t brought Kendall into Brett’s office, she would
He made the air in the room turn thick, now impossibly difficult to take a deep breath.Especially when he growled, “You’re so fucking hot.”I wasn’t just igniting a blaze between us; I was playing with fire.I felt that in my chest.I saw it in his eyes.“That fucking ass …” he hissed in my neck. “Keep rubbing it against me, Kendall, and you’re going to get my cock inside it.”Oh God.I shuddered as my hands landed on his chest. I knew how defined it was—I remembered from last night. But the hardness of his muscles, the etching around his pecs, still made the tingles erupt.He had a body unlike anything I’d ever felt before.When it was covered in a suit, the first few inches of his stark white shirt unbuttoned to show the whisper of hairs on his chest, the scent of lust and spice flirting with my nose, he was completely irresistible.To the point where I was overheating.I needed air to calm myself down.“Be right back,” I told him, and I hurried toward the front and out the door, s
His demand vibrated through me.It was as though I were a puppet and he held the strings, my body caving to his order.The moment my lips parted, his finger was between them.The one that had just rubbed my clit.The one covered in me.“Suck it.”I surrounded his skin.“Like it’s my cock.”I added pressure, swirling my tongue around the tip and down the sides.He pressed his mouth to my ear. “Is that what you’re going to do to my dick?” The grittiness in his voice caused my hips to almost buck.I held his wrist, taking more of him in.“You’re going to deep-throat me?”I didn’t want to stop to answer, so I nodded, flicking my tongue around his nail and over his knuckle.“My car is parked a block away.” His other hand was suddenly on my butt, squeezing me through my leather pants. “Get your ass moving.”Me: I’ve been kidnapped by Dominick. The good kind of kidnapped, not the kind where you need to call 911. Ha-ha.Charlize: Honey, you guys were practically fucking on the dance floor. If
While she bobbed, I moved her legs apart and reached between them, wetness instantly hitting my fingers. Her breathing increased as I touched her, every exhale vibrating against my cock, the soft moans in her throat doing the same.She moved her hips closer to me, as though that would hurry my movements.But she knew this game.We were on my pace now.I swept my thumb across her clit, giving her a quick taste, and then traced up and down her thighs, her skin burning as I neared her pussy.I repositioned her onto her side to give me more access, and the more time I spent on her legs, the more that tight, sopping pussy taunted me.Her hips jerked forward the moment I grazed her clit again. She needed the pressure, and to urge me on, she sucked even harder. My head leaned back as I enjoyed the suction, every lick and twist of her wrist.She’d earned herself two fingers, and they dived right into her.She dripped down my skin as I slid in, and I pulled out to give her more friction, makin