Page 42 of The Sitcom Star
“I’m not jealous.I only want to support you however I can.”His thumb rubbed gentle circles on her shoulders.
Her phone buzzed again.A text from Justine, who had some choice words for the person who’d written that article.Maddie chuckled.She quickly replied to Justine, then Cameron, who’d texted her earlier.
“Sorry,” she said, putting away her phone as she settled against Adrian.“I was responding to Justine and Cameron.”
“Your siblings?”
“Yes, my sister and brother on the show.”She chuckled again.“My himbo boyfriend might text me eventually, too.”
“Are you close?”he asked.“With Ethan Park?”
“We get along.He’s nothing like his character, in case you were curious.He likes Shakespeare, which Max would certainly never read for fun.”She realized this was another potential source of jealousy—her co-star who was renowned for his looks.“There’s nothing between us, even if some people want there to be.You believe me?”
“I do.”
She searched Adrian’s face for any hint that his words were counter to his feelings, but she didn’t see anything.Good.
If any of the main cast were going to hook up, it wouldn’t be her and Ethan.No, she’d bet on another couple—her fictional parents—but she didn’t want to think about that at present.
“What do you want right now?”Adrian asked, circling his arms around her.
Maddie didn’t say anything.She just kissed him.
Adrian kissed her back, propping himself up on the pillows and pulling her into his lap.His hand drifted to her breast, gently massaging, and Maddie released a sigh into his mouth.
He just wanted to make her feel good.
She undulated her hips against him, andfuck.He slid his hand between their bodies, circling her clit, feeling how damp she was for him.
Just as desperate to touch him as he was to touch her, her hand moved to his cock.
“Maddie,” he said, like he was in awe of this, of her.
And he was.In awe of the way she could put herself out there, make herself vulnerable, despite what people said.
“I wish I was an octopus and had eight arms,” she said.“With human hands, of course.”
That surprised a laugh out of him.“Why?”
“Because I want to touch you everywhere, and it’s unfair that I have to decide.”
“Where would you put eight hands?”
“Two on your ass.Two for your face.Two for your cock, one on your balls, and the other…” She placed her hand on top of his hand, the one that was between her legs.“One to help you pleasure me.”
“I don’t need help.As I showed you last night.”After they’d had dinner and cleaned up, they’d gone right back to bed.
“Of course not.But you don’t like the idea of me touching myself when I think of you?”
He groaned.“Do you do that?”
“Maybe.Sometimes.”
God.Maddie Ng thinking of him when he wasn’t there, hand between her legs…
He flipped her over so she was on her stomach and he was above her, and she squealed in surprise.Slowly, he kissed a trail from her neck—pushing her hair out of the way so he could touch her skin—down her back…one kiss to each ass cheek…another kiss where her ass met her leg…
She was just too much.Too much for the likes of him.
