A STELLAR AFFAIR (A Hollywood Bad Boy Romance) by Eve Montelibano Page A

speared her like laser and even though she wanted to deny it, she couldn’t bring herself to fabricate. Not while he was making her feel so damn good. “I thought you’d be perfect as my Heartbreaker.”
    “So why did you change your mind?”
    She bit her lower lip. His fingers were circling her ankle now, sending licks of fire through the expanse of her legs, straight between them, bombarding that area. The heat whirled there, causing her nipples to throb, too and her skin to break out in sweat. “Because of how you make me feel…”  
    His fingers crept up, drawing lazy circles on her calves. “How do I make you feel?”
    Her entire body was tight with tension, needy to be petted further. She wanted him to rub her in places where she was itching and craving to be filled and stroked to assuage this need inside her right now that was bordering on pain. It pounded with the beating of her heart, pulsed with the rush of her blood in her veins and the she could hardly breathe as she lay there in suspended longing.
    “Tell me. How do I make you feel, baby?” His fingers were now tickling the back of her knees.   It was all she could do not to grab his hand and put it between her legs where she badly needed his attention. For the first time in her life she wanted a man’s touch in her most intimate places like a wanton.  
    “Hot. You make me feel so hot.” There was no hesitation, only honesty. She wanted him to know how he was making her feel. It was turning her on like she can never believe. Her body was as tight as a drawn out bow-string ready to be released. She wanted release from this ache. She wanted to touch herself and make herself come. Right there in front of him.
    He growled,   a primal sound coming from deep in his throat. He moved fluidly and then he was between her spread legs, a huge beast crouching above her, his face inches from hers, his warm breath blowing on her lips. She licked her lips in anticipation, her pussy pulsing with her every breath.
    “How hot, my Empress?”
    “Oh Wes…” she moaned his name, her hands touching his chest. Even against his vest, he felt hot…and hard…and he smelled so good…his woodsy cologne invading her nostrils coupled with his own unique scent, a scent that she craved to inhale deeper into her lungs.  
    “Are you wet?”
    She whimpered. She’d never been this intimate with a man before. She’d never permitted any man to put her in this position. But the man with her now was making her break all her self-imposed rules. Wes asking if she was wet aroused her further her panties must be an embarrassing mess now.
    “You make me hot, too. Feel.”
    He ground his hips between her legs. The shock of it made her gasp.
    “Feel that, sweetheart? I’m so hard for you I hurt.”
    Knowing he felt the same totally severed the remaining threads of her resistance.
    Oh my lord, he felt incredible against her cleft. The hard, thick ridge of his cock rubbing against the plump softness of her pussy made her sigh in relief and whimper with more need.  
    “Wes…” she uttered, desperate for more.  
    He started humping her and she went wild, grinding her pelvis back, her entire body ablaze with a hunger that demanded immediate satisfaction now. Right now, or she would go mad!   It was the most exciting and frustrating thing, to feel him with all their clothes on, making her desperate to be skin to skin with him.
    She wanted nothing between them. She wanted to feel all of him against her, inside her.   “Wesley, please…!”
    His lips caressed her neck and she almost came when he licked her earlobe. And he wasn’t even touching her for real yet. Not where she wanted to be touched so badly. “Oh god, Wes, I want you!”
    “Yeah? How do you want me, babe?”
    His lips hovered over hers and she could smell the whiskey in his breath and she couldn’t help it. She licked his lips, sucking on them.
    He inhaled sharply. Then his lips slammed against hers, completely