Chapter 1
I’m not havinga good day—hell, I haven’t had a good week. I’ve been punched in the face, rejected, and made to publicly apologize because Caleb Evanston can’t take a joke. I’ve been too distracted, off my A-game, all because of Quinn Harrison—the best kind of distraction there is. And fuck if I don’t want to sink balls deep into that woman. The problem is, she seems to be smitten with Caleb, my nemesis. Just like our characters in theUnderground Royaltyseries, we are as far from friends as we can be. She wants to be friends with me, and while I respect her decision, I don’t have to like it.
I’ll be leaving for Vancouver in a few days, and I’m trying to get in a few more workouts so I can be ready for filming. It’s hard to get a good workout when I spend the day on set, waiting for my time to film. I’m thrusting into her from behind, hard and fast, accelerating my heart rate. She’s getting close; I can feel her pulsing around me. I wrap my hand around her ponytail and pull her head up.
“Don’t you dare come. I’m not done with you yet.” I’m breathing hard, sweat dripping from my brow.
“Please, Sir, I need to come,” she whines.
I smack her ass hard and pull out, smiling when a whimper leaves her lips. “No! On the floor, on your knees. I’m going to fuck your mouth.”
She does as she’s told and sucks my cock. I hold her face between my large hands and take control, using her for my pleasure. Her eyes water as I hit the soft spot at the back of her throat.No gag reflex; she’s good. All the muscles in my body tighten, and I release everything into her warm, inviting mouth.
I’m panting as I pull out, and she releases me with a pop. “My turn now, Sir?” she asks, eyes wide and pleading.
“Give me a few minutes, lass, and I’ll be ready to go again. In the meantime, lie on the bed and show me how you get yourself off, but stop before you do. I want to watch you squirm.” I take a seat on the chair opposite the bed and watch as she begins her slow torture. Her face contorts in pleasure as she finds the speed and pressure that feels best for her. She is moaning and panting after a few minutes.
I’m hard again from watching her, and I stroll over to the bed and wrap my hands around her calves before pressing into her. My pace becomes brutal all over again, and she’s falling over the edge after another minute. It’s my favorite way to take a woman. She does all the prep work and gets herself there, but I reap the benefits of pushing her over the edge. She lies on my bed, languid, smiling up at me as I continue to work myself up to my second orgasm. Finally, I am able to reach it, and I empty into her.
Spent and in need of a shower, I lie next to her to catch my breath. She cuddles into me, and I rub my fingers down the side of her arm. This is my least favorite part—cuddling. Why can’t it just be as simple as a fuck and run? Why do women always feel they need to cuddle and talk? I brace myself for what’s coming, trying hard not to roll my eyes.
“You were amazing, Tait. That was just what I needed to help me relax. Thanks.” She kisses my cheek, and I hum in response. “Any chance you want to catch a movie with me later?”
“No, lass. I’ve got too much going on here. Filming starts soon, and I’ll be gone for a few months. I need to make sure everything is settled before then. You understand, yeah?”
She sighs. “Yeah, I guess.” She turns, props herself up on her elbow, and looks at me. “It’s just, I thought this might be leading to something. This is the third time you’ve called me over for,” she makes quotes with her fingers, “a workout. I guess I figured it was leading to something a bit more than sex. I like you, Tait. Don’t you like me?”
Here we go. This is why I don’t usually fuck the same woman twice.“I like you just fine, but I’ve got a lot going on and don’t have time to date right now. Maybe when I’m done filming this next one, and I’m back, we can meet up again.” Time to cross this one off the list; she’s getting needy now. I pick up my phone and look at the time. “Shit, I’ve gotta get going. I’ve got training to get to. Sorry, lass.”
I get up and put clothes on, forgoing the shower, and she does the same, slipping into the dress she wore last night.Oh, yes, the reason I picked her up again. The dress fits her like a second skin and makes me want to drag her back to my bed and rip it off her. Then I remember our conversation from a moment ago, and a light goes off. She’s like every other woman. She wants more than I’m willing to give.
Walking out with her, I drop her off at her car. She pouts when I head toward mine where I sit behind the wheel, waiting for her to leave. Once she’s out of sight, I turn the ignition off and walk back up to my apartment. I have two hours before I actually have to be there, and it’s only going to take me about forty-five minutes, even with traffic. Sometimes, being an actor has its perks.
When I arrive at the studio, I’m the first one there. I go about stretching and warming up so I’m ready to go when Adam and the rest of the team arrives. I’m sitting on the mat in a corner when Caleb walks in smiling like an idiot. He begins his warm up, and I watch as his eyes gloss over.That fucker got laid last night!I smirk and approach him carefully.
“Am I interrupting something?”
The smile falls from his face, and he glares at me. “Not at all, just stretching.” I notice a few more people stroll in and stretch while Caleb and I have a stare down.
“I’m here.” Adam, the stunt coordinator strolls over to us. “All right, everyone, huddle up. This is our last training session before filming starts. We’re going to work through all the fight scenes today, make sure you guys are good. If you do it right the first time, maybe we can be done by lunch.”
I’m not involved in the first sequence, so I pick up my phone and text Quinn.
Me:Good morning, friend of mine. Caleb is smiling like an idiot over here. What did you do to him?
I know exactly what happened. No man smiles the way Caleb is for no reason, but I want to see if she’ll fess up to it.
Quinn:I’ll never kiss and tell, Tait! Why don’t you just worry about not trying to piss him off today?
Yeah right. He gets pissed off just looking at me. Might as well have some fun with her.
Me:I won’t tell if you kiss me. Promise. ;)
I’m imagining her response to seeing the text. I’m sure she’s rolling her eyes or shaking her head.
Quinn:Tait, you’re never going to get any from me, and if you don’t stop acting like a playboy, no respectable woman is ever going to want to deal with you. Maybe you do need my help to change your image after all.
I’m about to respond when Adam interrupts. “All right,Tait and Caleb, let’s set up for hand to hand combat.”
