Absolutely Famous(4)
I don’t miss the fact that the corner of his lips twitch slightly at my determination, then his face turns serious, giving me a panty-melting look that sends my heart thumping into overdrive.
“You want to get fucked?” he whispers as he moves both of my wrists into one of his large hands and shifts his other arm under my waist, lifting my hips off of the bed.
“Yes.”
He begins to move again, this time fast and hard. Plunging in and out, commanding my body to respond to his violent thrusts. Within seconds, I’m spiraling into an powerful climax, white hot ecstasy shooting through my body as I’m groaning uncontrollably and squirming on the bed until the rush of pleasure subsides.
Drew withdraws and leans back on his heels. “I’m not done with you yet, you wanted to get fucked hard.” He grabs my hips and flips me over before I can catch my breath, pulling me to my knees. Lifting me up, he brutally slams into me from behind and it feels extraordinary.
“You can fight me babe, but I’ll win every time,” he growls into my ear. His assault on me continues, pistoning in and out as he pushes my shoulders down into the bed with a strong hand. Another orgasm is building inside of me already, my wet core pulsing around his relentless thrusting.
God, Bossy, Angry Drew is so fucking good at this.
I can’t stop the incoherent moaning that erupts from my throat and fills the room as I push over the edge once more. Electricity flows through every nerve ending until I’m spent and wrung out, with Drew still surging aggressively in and out of me from behind. Just when I think I can’t take any more, he cries out my name with a primal grunt and I can feel him empty into me until he collapses, his hard body pinning me down yet again.
He takes a minute to catch his breath then rolls over. “Are you okay? I didn’t hurt you did I?” He’s searching my face to make sure I tell him the truth.
“Drew, I’m not broken.” I sit up and grasp his chin. “I’m fine, more than fine. That was incredible.” I press my lips against his, imploring him to see that everything is perfect.
He studies my expression for a minute, his intense green eyes studying my face. Then he relaxes into the bed and kisses me back, pulling me to him and wrapping his arms around me. My poor boyfriend, so worried about me all the time.
“That was beyond intense. You always surprise me, Sydney.”
“Yeah, well… I guess I was just really needy tonight.” I try to shrug casually but fail, feeling the prickly heat of a blush creeping up my neck.
“You’re so cute, even after you try to take advantage of me.” He kisses my nose and curls up behind me, resting his arm on my hip.
Try to take advantage?
Forrester, I got exactly what I wanted, advantage taken.
Chapter 3
“What?”
My head is spinning in disbelief. I decided to call Leah and catch up while Drew is getting his things ready for his meeting tomorrow. I was expecting some fun girl talk, not for her to drop a bomb like this on me.
“You heard me, I’m going to London with Ryker Bancroft while he films the second movie in the Quantum Stranger trilogy,” Leah says.
I pull my iPhone away from my ear and stare at it as though it might start laughing, telling me that Leah’s only joking. Great, so now I’m looking to inanimate objects to help my life make sense.
“When the hell did this happen?” I stammer. “I’m completely lost here. You’re not only dating Ryker Bancroft, you’re going away with him to a foreign country for over a month? What about the café?” This is insane!
“I hired my cousin’s management company. She’s got people I can trust to run the money part, and my classmate from culinary school is taking over the baking part,” she explains. “I haven’t had a proper vacation in a long time, Syd. Since I started the café.”
“But what about Ryker? How did this happen?” I am stunned at this revelation.
“We exchanged numbers at the opening of Verve. I didn’t see him for a few weeks after that, what with you taking off and me having to babysit a world famous superstar in the midst of a complete meltdown and all.”
She’s never going to let me live that down. But in her defense, Angry Drew can be a bastard. He was probably horrible to deal with.
“He called while I was in L.A. to see you.” She hesitates, not wanting to upset me by referencing the attack on me by a crazed stalker at Drew’s movie premiere. “I called him back when I got home, and we’ve been kind of seeing each other ever since.”
At the Verve nightclub launch party, Leah had dragged me over to meet the man starring in the movie versions of her favorite sci-fi books. She was giggling like a nervous teenager when she met the boyishly attractive Ryker Bancroft. He seemed nice enough to me, but when he mentioned that I looked an awful lot like Evangeline Allen not knowing that she’s my mother, I panicked and left her there with him. Apparently, they hit it off.