Author: KM Golland
Release Date: May 29th, 2015
Image: Shannon Robinson Photography
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He was on a collision course.
â¦ I had paved my way
He answered to no one.
â¦ I respected authority
He wanted me.
â¦ I despised him
He didnât take no for an answer.
When freelance photographer, Corinne Lee, is required to visually document the nationwide tour of Wild Nights Male Revue, she finds herself in a world of near-naked, testosterone-fuelled men on stageânot her photographic muse of choice. She also finds herself in the arms of Josh, the revueâs star performer.
Josh Adams thrives on the limelight, the stage and, most of all, the attention of women who endlessly throw themselves at him. He dances sex, speaks sex, breathes sex â¦ is sex! Josh lives for sex, but never with the same woman.
When both opinionated and headstrong characters are closely thrust together in a lust-ridden and sexually-charged environment, which of the two will break first?
Will Josh realise that Corinne could be the exception to his âno stringsâ rule? Or will Corinne let go of the fantasy of finding Mr One and Only?
I glanced down, spying his sweat shorts and also noticing that he wasnât wearing a t-shirt. Fuck the stars, he has a fine body. My cheeks flushed. Yes, I felt them heat and no doubt turn pink with embarrassment.
âYou want to wrap your lips around my cock, donât you?â he asked with a low tone, snapping my eyes to meet his. âGo ahead, Iâd like to know what the back of your throat feels like.â
Staring at him for what seemed like an eternity, I went from completely blown away by how bold and disgustingly crude he was, to being offended and ready to kick him in the balls again, to knowing exactly what he was doing. His conceited expressionâthe high arched eyebrow and devilish smirkâwas an obvious giveaway that he was trying to unsettle me â¦ press my buttons. âYouâre disgusting, and you have absolutely no tact. And I know what youâre doing, Josh. Itâs not going to work. Iâm not taking you salty, slimy bait.â
He laughed. âMy salty, slimy bait, huh?â
âYeah!â I gave him a sarcastic grin. âSo donât even bother.â
Josh pointed to his chest. âSo what youâre saying is that you donât want to fuck me and run your hands over this?â
I glimpsed at the perfection that was his chiselled pectoral muscles and the ink that decorated his left shoulder and bicep. âNnâ¦ no, I donât,â I answered, my stutter sounding unconvincing, even to myself.
âI think you do.â
âLook, Iâll admit that youâre very nice to look at. Of course you are. You have to be. Youâre a male revue performer. But that doesnât mean I want to jump into bed with you.â
âWho said anything about a bed, Sweetheart. I can fuck you free-standing.â
The thought of that set off my clitoral alarm clock and awoke my pussy.
âYou can also fuck yourself free-standing,â I retorted, shifting in my seat and ignoring the buzzing between my legs. âUnlike you, I prefer one sexual partner, to give myself to someone who appreciates me and only me. You? You give yourself more than Santa gives presents.â
Josh bit the end of his ice cream cone. âSanta isnât real.â
âYouâre really annoying,â I blurted out, frustrated over everything about him, especially the biting of the end of his ice cream cone. That shit pisses me off.
âYouâre a virgin, arenât you? Thatâs why you donât want to fuck me like all the others do.â
âThatâs it!â I said, standing up and brushing the sand off my shorts. âIâm out of here.â
âItâs nothing to be ashamed of, Sweetheart. At one point you have to eventually say goodbye to your virtue. Might as well be now â¦ with me.â
Standing above him, I ran my hands through my hair with frustration. âIâm not a virgin, Josh. Iâve fucked before â¦ many times. And stop calling me sweetheart.â Bending over, I picked up my camera and camera bag. âAnd why am I even explaining myself to you?â
âYouâre hot when youâre bitchy.â
âFuck you,â I spat out, angry with myself for taking his salty, slimy bait.
âSee? I knew you wanted to.â
Growling, I turned and walked away.
âNext time you growl, Sweetheart, youâll be doing it with my cock between your legs,â he called out.
Raising my hand, I flipped him the bird without even looking back.
An amused chuckle, followed by âSee you on Wednesdayâ was his only response.
ABOUT KM GOLLAND
âI'm an author. I am married. I am a mother of two adorable little people. I'm a bookworm, craftworm, movieworm, and sportsworm. I'm also a self confessed shop-aholic, tea-aholic, car-aholic, and choc-aholic.â Born and raised in Melbourne, Australia, K.M. Golland studied law and worked as a conveyancer before putting her career on hold to raise her children. She then traded her legal work for her love of writing and found her dream career.
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