Porn Star Bonus Material by Sierra Simone & Laurelin Paige

Author:Sierra Simone & Laurelin Paige [Simone, Sierra & Paige, Laurelin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B01D3RZMI6
Published: 2016-03-16T00:00:00+00:00

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Goddamn asshole takes me to actual dinner. In a restaurant. With food and people and a restroom that’s not conducive to a sneak quickie.

Don’t get me wrong--it’s not the worst forty-five minutes of my life, despite the gnawing ache of need between my legs. And I love just being with Logan, almost as much as I love fucking him. Over tempura and tea, we talk about things that should be talked about--like our class schedules and the books we’ve read in the last weeks and the upcoming movies we want to see. We dance around the more weighty topics like after-graduation plans and whether or not we really have to live in two separate apartments (though I do get from him that his lease is month-to-month), and I know we aren’t avoiding those issues because we don’t want to talk about them, just, for me anyway, too much of my blood flow is concentrated in my erogenous zones to have a serious conversation.

Actually, I’m buzzing so much from want that I can barely tolerate even the small talk.

“Keep sighing like that, and I’m going to assume you’re disenchanted with my company.”

Huh. I thought I was doing a good job hiding my frustration. Guess not.

I pause, my chopsticks hovering an inch above my california roll. “It’s not your company I’m disenchanted with.”

Logan throws a glance around. “Do you not like it here? The service has been decent. Yelp gave it good reviews.”

I sigh again. Is it really possible that he isn’t looking forward to our carnal reunion the way I am? Has his departure from porn decreased his whole libido?

Wow. That thought’s an unpleasant one.

I stuff my last piece of sushi in my mouth and toss my chopsticks down.

Logan leans back in his seat and crosses his ankle over the opposite knee. “Wanna tell me what’s bothering you, Cass? Whatever it is, I’m anxious to make it better.”

“Are you? Because it doesn’t seem like you’re anxious at all.” I try to keep my tone light and teasing, but I can’t help the bite of annoyance that slips in.

He raises a brow in question.

“Look at you!” I gesture to his calm, cool, collected routine. “I’m restless and buzzing and can barely get comfortable sitting because I’m so aroused and desperate to get you in a room without any clothes. And you’re sitting there chatting about the next Marvel movie and eating raw fish like sex is the furthest thing from your mind.”

A faint smile graces his lips. “You’re desperate? For me?”

I wad up my cloth napkin into a ball and throw it at him. “Yeah, and you’re not.”

“Not true in the least.” Deliberately, he straightens the cloth out over his knee, smoothing the wrinkles as he talks. “It’s actually been very hard to concentrate on much of anything when I keep imagining throwing you down on this table, ripping open your blouse, and licking duck sauce off your nipples. After I had you squirming and coming from some pretty serious breast play, I think I’d need to fuck your tits.

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