Page 10 of Picture Perfect Love

“I hope no one heard us,” I snickered.

“I hope they did. Let them know what they were missing out on.”

“If anyone knew it was you, they’d probably take a picture and then you’d have a whole new level of scandal in the tabloids. Not to mention, my career would be ruined.”

“I would never let that happen,” he assured me, kissing my forehead.

It was too big of a promise for him to make. If he couldn’t even keep his own rowdy drunk adventures out of the media, he certainly wouldn’t be able to help me any. The press would eat me alive. Even though I was drunk and deep enough in post-sex bliss to not want to care, I suddenly felt the need to be tucked away in the safety and privacy of his apartment.

I leaned forward and started getting my clothes together, thinking that even better than his apartment would be my own. I hated to leave, but I had done what I set out to do. I got wild for a night, and had a blast. But now the party was over and it was time to go back to my real life.

“I know we deviated from the plan a bit,” I said as I slipped back into my pants. “But does your offer of sending me home in your limo still stand?”

He paused for a moment, rubbing his hand along the back of his neck… certainly not in any rush to put his clothes back on. “It certainly can, if that’s what you want.”

“It’s for the best, don’t you think?”

“No,” he growled with a smile, pinning me back down to the pillows as he kissed along my neck and ears. “I don’t think that’s for the best at all. What I think is for the best is for you to come back into my apartment and we try that again… in my bed.”

I laughed and looked at the pillows behind me. “This is close enough to a bed. I can’t imagine it being so different.”

“You don’t give me enough credit,” he grinned. “I’m imagining a million different things I want to do to you. We’re only getting started.”

My typical bedtime was over an hour ago, and I had a vague memory of a hefty list of things to do the next day. But the longer he kissed me, the more I felt like abandoning all of that entirely. I had come this far. Why not go a little further?

We bundled up and went back into his apartment. He pleasantly surprised me with just how different he could make things in his bed. He pulled out all the stops until I had cum so many times my legs didn’t work anymore.

We didn’t stop until the sun was coming up and we were both spent. I definitely wasn’t going to go home then. I didn’t even think I could keep my eyes open long enough to walk out to a car, much less make it home.

For that night, or… uh, night turned morning, I’d just have to settle for the feeling of Joshua’s warm body wrapped up with mine, the curls of his hair stroking my skin. Not such a bad way to fall asleep.

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