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Settling himself on my lap, he rubs his ass on my crotch, forcing me to hold his hips with an iron grip. I know he never means it in a sexual way, butfuck me, a man can only have so much self-control. That doesn’t stop him from chuckling when he no doubt feels my cock harden.
Blushing with embarrassment, he nibbles on his lip as he turns to me. “Sorry. But this is going to be such a cute picture. It’ll be worth it.”
I’m trying to be annoyed, but I can’t. I could once again tell him that it’s just my body’s natural response to something hot and tight rubbing itself against me, but that would be a lie.
“Elton!”
Elton, who looks like he was on his way to straddling Knox in the middle of the beach, whips his head at us. “Yeah?”
“Come take a picture of me and Cass!”
He nods, leaving Knox, who looks entirely put out that we stole his husband. Elton takes the phone from Skylar, backing up just a bit, and smiles. “Okay, do we want to do something sweet or something spicy?” he asks, more to himself than to us. “Spicy gets more likes.”
“If it gets him more followers, spicy!” Sylar says as he bounces on my lap.
Fuuuuuuck.
“Let’s see— Oh! Can you straddle him and bite down on his bottom lip? That would be hot.”
Skylar doesn’t even question Elton and his marketing genius. He flips around, wrapping his legs around my waist, and bracing his hands on my shoulders. “Like this?” he asks Elton.
“Perfect! Now, make it look like he’s just sexy as hell, and you can’t help yourself!”
Fuck. You. Elton.
Skylar doesn’t have to try hard to make me weak in the knees. He looks at me through hooded lids, slowly trapping my bottomlip between his, and tugs, making me groan in response. I hear the camera going off, and barely register Elton directing us, before I’m smashing my lips against his.
He’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted. Like fucking candy. So addictive, even though I know he’ll only end up hurting me in the end. I’m a masochist. I must hate myself, truly. Touching Skylar, kissing him, and holding him in my arms is all I do, even though I’m not his.
Skylar pulls back too soon with a giggle, pink lips wet and puffy as he smiles down at me, tugging at my roots. “Think your followers will like that?”
“Shit, man,Iliked that,” Elton mutters, his cheeks flushed as he hands Skylar back his phone. “Got to—um—say hi to Knox real quick.”
Skylar throws his head back with a laugh as Elton books it back to his husband, Knox’s eyes wide with surprise as Elton literally throws himself at him.
“I think we got him all hot and bothered,” Skylar jokes, slipping off my lap to sit beside me. His eyes flash with excitement as he looks through the pictures. “Oh, Cass! They’re going to love these!”
I nod along, letting him post whatever he wants on my page. He and I have no boundaries, so all my socials are also on his phone. Meanwhile, I stare at his profile, wondering what’s going on in that beautiful brain of his.
“What are you thinking about?” I run my fingers through his hair.
He shrugs and looks a bit sheepish. “I know it’s a bit dumb, but I’m kinda hoping getting you popular will get you more recognition with producers.”
“You know I don’t need that.” Shrugging, I kiss his temple. “I’m happy where I’m at.”
I really am. I’m not just saying that. I’m not hungry or desperate for fame. My job at XO pays well, and I get to do what I love, so why would I need anything more?
“I don’t agree,” he says petulantly. “You’re so talented. It’d be a shame not to share that with everyone.”
I’m so indifferent, it’s not even funny, but I’ll let him dream up a life for me I have no intention of pursuing. “Whatever you say, sunshine.”
“Skylar! Want to play another round?”
“Sure!” Skylar yells back at Everest, hopping off the towel as he wipes some sand from his butt. Looking down at me, he blows me a kiss. “I’ll be right back.”
I nod and watch him skip away toward the net, where Rhys and Elton are already assuming their positions.
Lulling my head back, I close my eyes on a groan. Still hard. Fuck me. I think I’m going to live in a permanent state of blue balls for the rest of my life.
