Page 56 of Wild Stars

Coming hard with my hand around my throat and a finger in my ass.

Finally, when I catch my breath, I open my eyes, noting the mess I’ve made.My cock is dripping, my waist and hips painted with my guilty pleasure, and I feel like I could pass the fuck out.

I reach for some tissues off my nightstand to clean myself up, if only because I don’t want to wake up stuck to my damn sheets, and when I’m done, I close my eyes and listen to the faint sound of lyrics I know by heart.

Set me free, set me free

Baby, take control

Trap me, trap me, bury me

In your fucking soul

I don’t want forgiveness, baby

I want to reap the seeds I’ve sown

Break me, take me, baby

I’m yours to control...

* * *

The next thing I know,Richie is shaking me.

“Wake up, man!”he says, and I groan.

“Five more fucking minutes!”I whine.

“Not today!We’ve gotta head out in, like, half an hour.I already let you sleep late.”

I whine again as I fight to throw my pillow at him, but he catches my hand mid-throw.The pillow falls between us.

“We’ve got a long day today.We’ve got the Morning Show,” he says with concern.

“Morning Show?”I murmur as I sit up, wiping my eyes.My sheets fall around my hips, and I am startled to realize I’m commando under my sheets.

Shit, how the hell could I forget to put fucking pants on!

Richie doesn’t bat an eye, though, and I’m more than thankful.

“Yeah, Karen Ingram’s show.Youdoremember we have a show this morning...”

I run my hands over my face, nodding.“Yeah, of course,” I lie.

Richie twists his lips.He looks like he wants to say something, but thinks better of it.

“All right, then hop to it,” he says.“Or I’ll have to sick Penny on you.”

I groan, but wave him off.“Yeah, yeah.Give me five minutes to shower and get dressed and I’ll be down.”

Richie grins, letting out a laugh as he heads for the door.

* * *

I stareat my reflection in the makeup mirror.While I arrived to the studio in my new favorite sweatpants and aShrekshirt that readsOgre On Board,Karen’steamhad already selected an outfit for me to wear when I appear on their show.

I’m not one for suits, and as such, I’m not a fan of the black blazer and trousers with the gold shirt that draws more attention to my gut than anything I fucking own.

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