Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 87904 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87904 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
I loved Liam. Of course I did. That love hadn’t gone away just because our relationship had gotten too toxic ten years ago.
And I still wanted his body like a damn drug, and I wanted him to have mine, too.
He was still positioned right in front of me, and I couldn’t take my eyes off of the now more obvious outline of his cock under his pants.
I wished I could strip those pants off of him and give him my mouth like he’d given me his. I wished I could turn him around and fuck him over this loveseat. I was crazy with lust, and the camera being pointed at me was only intensifying everything.
“I’m close,” I managed to utter.
“Good. I need it,” Liam said, and I failed to suppress another deep groan. Everything about Liam telling me he needed me went straight to my cock.
I squeezed tighter, feeling my orgasm building. “Gonna come for you,” I said.
“Please,” Liam said, and I knew he meant it.
I let go. The wave crashed over me and my eyelids fluttered shut, and in that moment, nothing existed other than me and Liam.
In my mind, I was wishing I could give him every last drop.
I had known I was going to come hard, but the strength of my shot surprised me. I let out a moan as I came, shooting absolutely everywhere. I covered part of my thigh, my hand, my stomach and my chest. I sat there, catching my breath for a minute.
When I opened my eyes, Liam was still right where he was, the camera still on me.
“You’re perfect, you know,” he said, and I couldn’t help but smile.
“I’m certainly a lot better now that I came.”
He hummed softly. I lifted the brim of my hat, looking up at him. I didn’t even care if my face was on camera at this point.
Liam set the camera down on the table, pointed at us, and looked back up at me.
“You’re in your trance again,” I said.
“Huh?”
I cocked my head to one side. “I’d be able to see it from a mile away. There’s something on your mind.”
He bit his lower lip, which was ridiculously sexy even though I’d just come.
“I just… I always knew it could occasionally be erotic to be in front of the camera,” he said. “But I didn’t realize the same thing could happen behind it.”
“Of course,” I said. “It sounds natural to me. Maybe you like directing people.”
“I like directing you,” he said. He scratched the back of his neck, acting like he wasn’t clearly very hard. “Anyway. I can get to work editing this video. And I, uh, guess I should definitely get to some tax documents I’ve been putting off filling out, too.”
It was adorable watching his attempt at being innocent. I knew he was doing it for the camera. The Liam I knew was never bashful about things like this.
I swallowed, looking at his still very erect penis pushing against his pants. “Do you… do you need to come?”
“No,” he said quickly. He furrowed his brow.
“It isn’t going to make me uncomfortable if you say yes.”
He was silent for a moment before speaking. “This is supposed to be business,” he said. “This is just business. I need you to know that.”
“I understand that,” I said. “But you did me a favor, and I can do one for you, too.”
He pulled his lower lip into his mouth, sucking on it. I could see that he was still hard. It was fucking tantalizing.
“I’m asking you again, and I need an honest answer. Do you want to come?”
“Desperately,” he said finally, meeting my gaze again. His eyes were wild now. I already knew how perfect this little scene was going to be in the video, because I found it hot, and I’d just blown my load.
This was going to make us a boatload of money. And I had absolutely zero problem helping Liam come to benefit the both of us. The idea of sucking him off sounded like the best way I could spend my afternoon.
I nodded once. “Then get your pants off and get over here.”
8
Liam
Fuck.
The minute Red told me what to do, I was done for. There was nothing I could blame it on other than pure lust, either. I was totally sober, but I felt intoxicated by everything that Red said and everything I’d just seen him do.
To say Red was good on camera was a fucking understatement. He had shined.
I’d been lying when I said directing was what made me hot. I’d never directed a shoot before, but I’d been behind the camera on plenty of sets, and they had never even come close to turning me on like this. I was desensitized to most porn, anyway.
The massive erection under my pants was all because of Red. And even if I couldn’t admit that, my cock had a mind of its own.