Audition - Southern Belles Part 1 (Erotic Romance Series) by Amanda Heartley Page A

his face, “"Hello Annabelle, you look fabulous, would you like to come in for a drink?" He looked amazingly delicious in his tux and tails, but she declined.
    "No thank you, Vic. The car is waiting" she smiled gesturing to the limo waiting by the curb. "Oh, and happy birthday." Hooking her arm into his, they walked down the massive steps and into the limo. He helped her in and slid in next to her.
    "This is reall y quite a surprise, Annabelle."
    She bowed her head a little, a slight blush forming across her cheeks. “I’m happy you like it." As she seductively placed her hand on his thigh, drawing little circles with her finger.
    "So, where are we going?"
    "Oh, that’s another surprise, and I am sure you're going to love it." She reached over and placed a blindfold across his eyes, moving her mouth to his, gently tickling his lip with her tongue.
    Feeling a little bit nervous, " Hey, what’s the blindfold for?”
    Tracing her finger up his thigh and circling his bulge, she purred. "It’s a surprise. Don’t worry, It's all about you tonight"
    "You know you didn’t have to do this."
    "Oh, I know, but I wanted to,” whispering as her tongue danced around his ear, her breath gently tickling his neck. She inhaled the scent of him, he always smelled so fresh, musky, manly.
    The y pulled up next to Dario's and the driver opened the door, helping Annie out. She grabbed Vicktors’ arm “Don’t take it off yet, I'll guide you.” as he stepped out of the car. Winking at the driver, she guided him into the door of the restaurant.
    Chuckling to himself, he removed the blindfold. There was a table for two in the middle of the small quaint restaurant and soft music was playing overhead. The lights were dim and there were two candles glowing on the only table in the room. The waiter walked them to the table and handed them the menus.
    "What is all this?" He was shocked that an aspiring actress could afford all this. “A private restaurant with a maitre'd?”
    "It's your birthday, Vic and I wanted to make it memorable."
    "You are, Annabelle. You are." They ordered their entree and some champagne.
    "Vic, can I tell you something?" Nervously biting her lip.
    "Sure, what is it?"
    "We'll after the day in your office, I knew I was kind of flustered and I wanted to apologize. I shouldn't have told you to fuck off and even if I didn’t get the part, I truly believe you tried hard for me, and... I...I appreciate that."
    He nodded, "Apology accepted," how could this girl be so stupid? The only way to make it in Hollywood was who you knew and who you fucked. She really needed to learn something. Good thing she didn’t know about Marissa, another actress who auditioned right after her and how he leaned her over the desk and fucked her until she couldn't walk straight. And Jenny, she was a little hottie, knew how to suck cock, too. Neither one of those girls got the part, either. Poor stupid Annie… and then to take him on a date to such an exquisite place? The least he could do was pay for it, help the poor gal out.
    They ate, drank some champagne, laughing and chatting about movies, actors and the amazing part in the blockbuster movie. He was really nice and cordial but Annie knew it was all an act. She was an act as well. And she was playing the most important part of her career.
    She stood up, licking her lips, winking at him "You ready for dessert?" seducing him with her bright blue eyes. "Follow me."
    " Wha - where are we going?”
    " It's a little birthday surprise" smiling as she grabbed his hand and walked him to a door in the back of the tiny restaurant. Opening the door, she pulled him in. He looked around, confused and curious. The room was dark, candles were glowing and there were lotions, oils and the black velvet walls.
    Turning to shut the door, she grabbed him, her mouth crushing against his, she breathed against his lips, "after I had you Vic, I knew I had to have more,” running her hands down his back, feeling his