Page 27 of Hollywood Undercover
Here I am, stretched out on my bed with this sex kitten. She’s naked and ready to have me rock her world for a third time tonight, and I’m fantasizing about a woman who could have any man in the world shewanted.
Sebastian looked over and saw Tanya flash a playful look hisway.
“Come over here, Mr. Firefighter,” she teased. This role playing game of hers wasn’t as interesting the third time around. She smiled, running her hand down his chest and letting it come to rest on his manhood. “My kitty’s on fire, baby. I need yourhose.”
God, she was annoying. If he could just get Tanya to stop talking, maybe he would enjoy itmore.
“Here, suck on the hose, baby,” he told her, ready now to do almost anything to keep herquiet.
She smiled and got up on her hands and knees, crawling across the bed until she was between his legs. She lowered to him, and rubbed her breasts along hisgroin.
“Yeah. That’s nice. Wrap your lips around it…yeah, just like that…fuck. Keep going,kitty.”
Somewhere between then and when Tanya made him release in her mouth, Sebastian had the fantasy of Alexandraagain.
“That was good, Alexandra,” hemoaned.
Tanya lifted her head from between his legs. “For the last time, Bash. It’s Tanya. Not Alex, or Lexxi, or Alexandra. Shit, the least you can do is remember myname.”
Oops.
“Sorry about that, Tanya. It’s been a crazy day. Maybe you should gonow.”
“Whatever,” she said, backing off the side of the bed and picking up her clothes that were spread out across the floor. She stepped into his bathroom to get dressed, and was gone less than ten minuteslater.
Sebastian sat up. He needed to get real. Even if he and Alexandra were to become friends, he had nothing to offer her. He didn’t drive around in flashy cars or come with a huge bank account. He couldn’t pretend to give her anywhere near the lifestyle she had grown accustomed to. He couldn’t compete. A guy like Wilkes Barracks could fly her to dinner in Paris, take her for a stroll in the park in Tokyo, or to see a carnival celebration in Rio. A guy like Sebastian Sullivan could…what? Carry boxes down to the basement forher.
He got to his feet and took a shower before heading downstairs in his towel to lock up. He was determined to stop deluding himself. There was nothing wrong with being there for her as a friend. All he had to do was let go of the illusion he could have something more. There was no point. He didn’t have a chance in hell with a woman like her. In some ways, maybe high school never reallyended.
