Hate the Player - Max Monroe Page 0,91

us?” I question, a devilish smirk forming at the corners of my mouth.

Her eyes jump to mine, and I shrug.

“It’s just an idea,” I add, and she giggles.

“Uh-huh. Sure, it is.”

“But no pressure, sweetheart,” I continue and sit up and slide off the bed. “While you’re thinking about it, I’m going to hop in the shower real quick. Maybe you order us some breakfast? Or, you know, join me in the shower…whichever suits you most.”

The ball officially in her court, I stride into the bathroom and waste no time turning on the water and stepping inside.

The water warms up in record time, and I grab the complimentary hotel shampoo and begin to scrub the suds into my hair. But by the time I’m rinsing the soap out of my hair, the shower door slides open, and I peek out of one eye to find a naked Birdie stepping inside.

To my utter surprise, she kneels down before me and takes my already hard cock into her mouth. One suck, two sucks…by the time she hits a mind-blowing rhythm, she stops and stares up at me from beneath hooded eyes.

“You have exactly fifteen minutes to rock my world again, and then I have to get ready for work.”

I chuckle at that. “Damn, you’re bossy little minx.”

“Uh-huh.” She nods and licks my hard length with her tongue. “Now, deal with it, Andy.” She holds up a condom wrapper toward me, the tip of my cock now in her mouth. “Deal with it and make me come.”

She doesn’t have to tell me twice.

Condom on scant seconds later, I lift Birdie up into my arms, wrap her slender thighs around my waist, and slide inside her.

So tight, so perfect, fuck, how does she always feel so good?

I push her up against the wall, bury my face between her breasts, and fuck her until she’s coming around my cock.

Damn, what a glorious start to the day.

Birdie

I think I might be addicted to Andrew Watson’s big, glorious penis. It’s like I’m a military groupie or something.

I’ll take “Words I Never Thought I’d Think” for one thousand, Alex.

At a little after five in the morning, with a fresh cup of coffee in my hand, I head into the hair and makeup trailer and find Maureen sleepily getting everything organized.

“Morning, Maur.”

“Morning, honey.” She returns the sentiment and flashes a tired smile my way. “Take a seat, and I’ll get started here shortly.”

I follow her instructions, knowing full well it’ll be a good fifteen minutes before she finds the strength to dive into my hair and makeup.

Maureen is the exact opposite of a morning person. I admire that part of her personality.

While she sets out a vast array of lotions and powders and brushes, I take a drink of my coffee and pull my phone out of my pocket and type out a message.

Me: Rise and shine, Andy. You need to start getting your ass out of bed.

His response comes in a minute later.

Andrew: What the hell, firecracker? Why didn’t you wake me up before you left?

Since he didn’t need to be on set until eight today, I didn’t bother waking him up before I left his room this morning.

Me: I figured you needed your beauty sleep.

Andrew: No, sweetheart, you have that all wrong. I need my cock inside you to make sure my day starts off on the right foot.

A shiver rolls through me when I read his message. Hot damn.

Honestly, I’m not sure what we’re trying to do or why I can’t seem to stop doing all the dirty and delicious things that we’re doing, but for the past week, my schedule has revolved around filming, occasional studio time, and having secret sex rendezvous with Andrew.

Besides being his teasing self and a true wizard at giving awesome orgasms, he hasn’t been anything but mind-blowingly sweet.

That asshole I met during my audition has been surprisingly MIA. Truthfully, when I think back on it, that asshole persona left the building when he saved my trippy ass from doing something reckless the night I accidentally got high.

And, it should be noted, ever since we opened Pandora’s box of wild sex, we’ve banged like bunnies in my hotel room or his hotel room or my trailer or his trailer every single day. Even hours after we do all sorts of bad and sexy things to each other, his smell still lingers on my body and spurs insane fantasies inside my mind where I imagine him entering me again and again and again.

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