So Trashy (Bad Boy Next Door Book 2)(40)

“Okay, then. Don’t watch the show. They’re gonna make this look a whole shitload different than it actually is. It’s going to make me out to be a fucking prick, I just know it. I’m not watching it anymore either.”

Her head pops up. “Liar. You will too.”

Damn. “Yeah, I guess I will. But you know what I mean. I have to have this for my career. There’s a major role riding on it, and Arianne’s right in the middle, unfortunately. Her dad’s the producer; he could squash this deal if he decides to.”

“Wait. Hold up. You fucked this woman to get a part?”

I step back. “No. Of course not! We met on location and got together a couple of times. But she didn’t want to let go, and now I’m up for this part—just waiting on the contracts to come through—it just happens to be with the production company her dad runs. Bad luck on my part.”

She rolls her bottom lip between her teeth. “Okay. I get it.”

I take her elbows in hand, bending at the knees to look her in the eye. “You do? Really?”

She drops her head back, staring at the ceiling. “Yes, I get it. It’s a career move.”

The grimy fist that’s had hold of my heart since I saw that stupid episode of Celebrity Homecoming finally lets loose. “Exactly!”

“Look, it’s almost three in the morning. Is there anything else you want, Buck?”

“I keep telling you, and the answer’s always going to be the same: I just want you, Lou.”

Her face is shadowed, but her eye roll is almost audible.

“I don’t get you, Buck. You and I both know you just want to get laid.” She ushers me inside. “Can’t you just say that? I want a piece of ass, Lou. That’s all. Just a piece of ass.”

I push her against the counter, running my tongue along her bottom lip. “Fuck you taste good—for such a mouthy bitch.”

“You’re funny,” she says with a completely straight face—though with no animosity.

“See? One of the many reasons I love you, Lou: You’re the only girl I know who I can say that to and doesn’t get her panties in an uproar.”

The corner of her mouth rises and a spark comes into her eyes.

“That’s only because I’m not wearing any panties.” She hikes her leg around my waist, her fingers grazing the erection pushing at the backside of my fly.

“Fuck. That works too.”

The tip of her tongue traces my mouth as she lowers my zipper, freeing my dick. She takes my hard-on in hand and tightens her grip as she drags her fingers to the head. The moonlight barely casts shadows in the house as she pulls me by the cock toward her room.

I yank her to a stop when we round the corner to the pitch darkness of the hallway, pressing her back to the wall. My hands work their way under her night shirt and over her hips. Sure enough, no panties. My cock flexes in her hold.

I slide my fingers to her pussy; it’s wet and ready. “You want me, don’t you, Lou?”

“Maybe. Maybe I’m just horny all the time.”

“Hell. I can’t wait. Gimme a piece of that ass. Just enough to tide me over before we make the long trek to your room.”

“Yeah, it’s such an arduously long journey. What if someone catches us? What if your grandparents show up over here looking for you? What if your goons bust through the door?”

“Are you going to fuck me, or do you just want to come up with a ton of excuses and be a total pain in the nads?”

“I’m always going to be a pain in the nads, Buck. But—Aunt Delores is sleeping.”

I grab her ass in both hands, lifting her. She pushes my jeans down as I slide her onto my cock. The flood of sensation that accompanies her body closing around mine tightens my dick even more.

Her arms come around my shoulders as I move in her, deeper and deeper.

She lets out that sexy sound she makes as I pump harder, and the pictures on the wall keep cadence with my thrusts. Her fingers dig into my bare back.

I nuzzle Lou’s neck, sucking her soft skin, as her slick entrance pulses around my erection.

Something cold and hard presses against the base of my skull.

“Don’t move, dirtbag.”

My ass clenches tight and I stop mid-thrust. “Okay. I’m not moving. Be calm, Delores.”

The light blinds me. I blink as I back up from Lou enough to let her legs unwrap from my waist so she can stand on her own.

I raise my hands. “It’s us, Miss Delores. Buck and Lou.”

I turn, shielding Lou’s naked crotch from her Aunt.

Delores squints, but her eyes travel from my face to my engorged cock.

She lowers her forty-five, a smile spreading over her face. “Well, I guess that answers that question.”