Be Your Mistake: Be Yours Stories, #1 by Skye Sariah

Author:Skye, Sariah
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-01-31T16:00:00+00:00

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Wesley

So thankful I only live fifteen minutes from work, I thought to myself, keeping my hands gripped tightly on the steering wheel. Any tighter and I’d snap the damn thing right off, and that would really fucking suck if I couldn’t get home and take care of the cock was throbbing in my damned jeans, leaking all over my underwear, waiting for release.

Miles was silent on the drive out, but his chest rose and fell rapidly. He kept having to shift in the leather seat as the street lights flickered while we drove, lighting up the crimson flush spread all over his cheeks, and down his neck. It was clear, he was just as bothered as I was. And it wasn’t about the tattoo I’d just done on his arm. He touched it gingerly every so often over his coat, and he moved a bit carefully.

I knew from experience it hurt a little, so I’d be sure to make him feel better. I had so many damned ways of doing that…

As we approached the suburb where I lived, restless nerves that could only be described as rotten, asshole moths began bouncing around in my stomach, like surrounding a flame, cautiously slamming in and out of it, wanting to tempt death but still having some semblance of control not to completely go over the edge.

This wasn’t just any ordinary hookup. Normally by now I’d be riding the adrenaline-rush of desire; the catch was successful, and the release—both literally and not—was imminent.

I wanted him—in all ways. I was a little nervous about it. Fucking a man was a completely different ballgame. Even armed with all of the knowledge Shane had given me, I was still nervous as fuck. Even though Shane swore it would all come to me, all I had to do was listen to my body, my instincts, and pay attention to Miles.

Something I wasn’t real good about doing. I admitted I generally was only concerned about my pleasure with women. I tried to make it good for them and judging by the noises they made and the scratch marks I found on my shoulders the next day, I thought I did.

This time I had to care, or I could hurt him. Really hurt him. And that’s the last thing I wanted to do. Physically or… emotionally.

Though the emotional hurt I might not be able to help.

But I’d focus on that later. Right now? I couldn’t wait to strip him down and pin him to my bed. Such a damn rush… how many people could say they fucked one of the biggest celebrities in the world? Not many. But that wasn’t why I was doing it. Truly.

No, I was doing it because I found one person I just absolutely couldn’t resist. It was dangerous to feel what I felt for him, and even more dangerous to give into, even just once. But I couldn’t help it.

I absolutely couldn’t help it…

We parked outside my apartment in the lot, and I got out first, scanning the area for any hidden cameras.

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