Page 145 of Pretty Obsessed

Emory added more lube to my cock and then straddled me backward. He bent forward a little and reached behind him to grab my cock. He rubbed my tip over his opening before sitting all the way down on me.

I let out a full primal groan laying back to watch the show.

He glanced at me over his shoulder as he lifted. "Now you can watch while I ride you."

"You're going to make me lose it with this show."

"Good." He lifted again and slammed down on me.

It took everything I had to let him play and not meet him with thrusts of my own. But then he slowed and stayed in his seat, rocking forward and back. I couldn't help myself I grabbed his hips and directed them, controlling the pace as I lost myself to his body.

He turned around after I'd stilled, twisting my over-sensitive cock inside him, pressing his mouth to mine as I cried out.

"Mmmmmm." He lifted enough to lay over me.

"I don't think so. Come up here." My hands were on his hips again dragging him up my torso.

"What?" He gasped.

"You didn't get off yet. So you're going to. In my mouth."

I lifted my head, meeting his dick as it came within reach to suck on his tip.

"Christ." His knees planted around my chest as he slowly fed me his cock.

"That's what I want."

"This view." He made a noise and shivered.

"We both like watching." I took more of him into my mouth, cutting off the conversation, but it didn't take long to make him orgasm.

Long after Emory fell asleep I laid awake with him tucked against my chest trying to figure out how to get through to him. How to make him understand this was more. To make him understand I could do this with him. That I was worth that chance.

I didn’t know how to explain it to him.

How to make him understand it wasn’t about clubs or touch.

It was him.

I wanted him.

Twenty-Eight

Emory Ker

Style, hair, and make-up were there with the sun on the morning of the first shoot. They dragged racks and racks of clothes into our room and more makeup than I'd seen in my life.

I stood by drinking a coffee while the guy in charge of the crew talked to Iris and River.

We'd spent a glorious day in the sun the day before, sightseeing on a boat, and then swimming until they had soundcheck. It was one of the best days of my life and today would be another whirlwind of adventure. River had confirmed it was okay for me to come along on the shoot.

"Come over here," River said after a minute.

"What's up?" I offered him my coffee, stepping up alongside him.

I didn't think anything of it, such a natural thing for us to share drinks, but the guy they were talking to raised a brow and looked between us. "Okay."

I swallowed, hoping River wouldn't care.

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