Page 68 of Princes of Hollywood

My face turns red. Roarke flusters me on so many levels. He gets under my skin, and I can’t help what comes out of my mouth when he provokes me.

“At least not with me,” Aiden finishes as we walk up the steps to the pier. The house is lit from within, and it looks cozy and warm, inviting. Like a home.

A shiver works through me. I can’t think like that. It’s like everything else in my life. This is temporary. Sure, it may be for over a year, but it’s not going to last.

I’m not the girl who ends up with the guy, but I will end up with a future.

That’s enough for me.

He leads me down the walkway and stops at the lounge chairs, a good distance from the house, but we’re no longer visible from the beach.

“I’ll be honest with you.” He sits on a chair and draws me down sideways on his lap. His eyes hold me captive. “I want to kiss you. I want to feel your breasts in my hands and taste your nipples in my mouth.”

My breath catches as his words spark a fire in me.

“I long to trail my hand across your stomach and slip beneath your panties. Feel the heat of your pussy against my palm before sliding my fingers deep inside you until you come all over my hand.”

I whimper as his hand slides along the outside of my bare thigh. Fuck, I want him.

“I love watching them with you, knowing they can bring you pleasure when I have to hold back.” He slides his other hand into my hair and rests his forehead against mine. I breathe him in, aching for him. “But I’m also a possessive man and crave to make you feel what they do. I can’t promise that I’ll always be okay watching from the sidelines, but I won’t lie to you about it either.”

I open my eyes and pull back. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

He smiles and tugs my hair slightly back. His darkened gaze drops to my lips, and they part in anticipation.

“Fuck, what I wouldn’t give for a taste, but I don’t trust myself to stop at just a taste.” He brushes his cheek against mine as his lips touch my earlobe. “You see, little warrior, I can see you becoming my drug of choice. Burying my cock inside you to get a fix. Needing you to start and end my day. Craving you when I should be working.”

A little needy noise escapes me, because fuck, I want him so badly. I want to be his addiction, and I know that’s wrong.

“Waiting for you will be hard, but I know you’ll be worth it, little warrior.” His lips skim my cheek as he pulls back. His gaze captures me again, holding me there. “You don’t have to wait for me, though. I don’t expect you to or want you to. You should find whatever you’re craving with the others.”

It doesn’t seem fair. “But—”

He presses his finger against my lips and then traces the outline. “You aren’t battling addiction like I am. You need this awakening. Roarke is right. Don’t worry, I’ll be along for the ride.”

I cup his jaw between my hands and cock an eyebrow. “Can we ease the tension?”

He chuckles darkly. I reach for his hand against my lips and hold it while I suck on his finger. His confession helps to make me bolder. Just because we can’t be intimate in a lot of ways doesn’t mean he has to be in pain or need.

“Can I help you ease the tension?” I clarify, stroking my tongue along his finger. “You can use me when the pressure gets too much.”

“You want me to fuck your mouth for relief?” His eyes hold mine. My heart pounds as my fear of rejection races through me.

“Yes,” I whisper, suddenly unsure of myself. I’m offering an A-list actor the use of my mouth. How many other women have offered him that? My cheeks heat, and I close my eyes.

“Only if you fuck your pussy with your fingers while you do it.”

My eyes pop open to his smile.

“I’d hate to take pleasure and give none in return, little warrior.”

Chapter 18

Promises

GREER

I’m in the kitchen, cooking dinner. My insides are a jumbled-up mess after Aiden brought me back and disappeared upstairs. I want to do what he said. Give him pleasure while taking my own. He came down, changed, and headed downstairs to the workout room.

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