Page 55 of Character Flaws
I stop for a moment and just take in the sight of her. The soft curls of her hair – wild and in disarray from the night we had – are spread out against the cushion. What little make-up she wore last night has disappeared from sleep and she’s bare of any lipstick. Her creamy, freckled skin glistens in the morning light and tastes of honey and cream.
She’s flushed and panting, and I extract a sense of joy in watching her stomach contract as I stroke gently down the valley of her breasts, past her navel and then into her panties.
“I’m feeling very hungry this morning,” I murmur, sitting on my knees at the base of the couch and breathing her in at the juncture of her legs. “I think I may need to eatyou.”
I literally salivate from her scent - a light mixture of musk and sex - which makes my dick twitch and balls tighten with a yearning so Neanderthal that I might just flip her over and have my way with her.
Hmm…not a bad idea. That’s one way to prove my alpha-male qualities.
I sink my teeth into her panties and nip at her center. She nearly jumps off the couch with a yelp. Woody comes storming into the room and whimpers with concern over what I’m doing to his friend.
She’s breathless. “It’s okay, Woods. Go lay down.”
I spread her legs further and it reminds me how we got the night started last night. The first orgasm I gave her that sent her skyrocketing into the heavens.
Fuck, being able to make this woman climax like that made me feel like a king. I was on top of the fucking world after doing it another two times.
Maybe I’ll submit my achievement into the Guinness World Record books. I think guys around the world would be proud. Because I nailed it.
Speaking of which, I’ve decided I’m going to nail Joey at least twice more before we leave for rehearsals today.
That’s when the worry starts to eat at me again.
As a director, I need to keep things professional. Otherwise, lines are too easily crossed. If I were just an actor, playing a part opposite of Joey, it may not be as big of a deal.
But the director is required to give constructive criticism that is harder to accept when you’re fucking the one giving it.
That’s exactly why I shouldn’t have gotten involved with Joey sexually. We should’ve remained within the friend-zone and kept it professional until after the production.
But fuck me, I couldn’t wait.
The sexual energy between us was too much. Everywhere I looked – everywhere I went – there she was – like oxygen to my body. Keeping me going. Giving me breath. Making me feel alive and happy.
My nose is buried between her legs as she writhes and squirms, and I smile at the power and control she’s given me. I feel invincible with Joey. And I use that power to my advantage.
“Do you think Chester would have gone down on Silvia?”
She pops her head up off the couch and stares down at me like I’ve grown two heads.
“Uh, might I remind you where your face is right now? Should I be pissed that you’re thinking about your characters and not focused on my pleasure?”
She slaps a hand on top of my head and pushes me down so I’m nestled snugly in her warmth. I chuckle.
I inhale her intoxicating scent. And then I’m not laughing.
My dick throbs hard, pushing up into the couch, hoping to get in on some action again soon. It’s been hours and he’s very greedy when it comes to sharing Joey’s feminine assets.
The last twelve hours have been indescribable.
But it can’t last like this. We are in the perfect love-making bubble right now – a world where nothing else exists outside of these walls. Outside of our nakedness and flushed skin. The warm, salty scent of sex that lingers in the air around us.
I hook my fingers underneath her panties and pull them down, sliding them over her slight hips, past her cute by knobby knees, and then to her ankles. Lifting one foot, the panties fall off and I bring her leg over my shoulder, turning to kiss at the inside of her leg.
When I look up, she’s pinning me with a stare. The green of her eyes hazy with lust, like a pasture after a light summer rain.
She’s gorgeous like this.
“Whatchya thinking about up there, beautiful?”
