I waggled my fingers at him. “Come here.”
He turned so his head was beside mine and gave me a scorching kiss. I could taste my cum on his lips and tongue, and I was sure he could taste himself on mine. I ran my hand over his shoulders, feeling how his muscles moved as he made love to my mouth. Soon, I’d want this gorgeous man to make love to me, but at that moment, I was content to hold and kiss him.
He lay down, pulled me into his arms, hugged me tightly, and peppered my forehead and hair with kisses. “You’re amazing, Jae.”
“So are you.”
“For the record, you’re an amazing dicksucker.”
I laughed. “For the record, so are you.”
“Did you enjoy your first time sixty-nining?”
“Oh God, yes.”
“Is it something you’d like to do again?”
“Yes,” I whispered. “With you. Lots and lots and lots.”
I pressed my ear to his chest to hear his thundering heartbeat. Mine was rattling like a rainstorm on a tin roof. Millions of bubbles formed inside me, making me feel floaty light. Nothing had ever felt more perfect than lying in Xander’s arms, wearing nothing but stockings, high heels, and make-up. He let me be me. More than that, he encouraged me to be me. He found me sexy. Being with Xander was fun, exhilarating, and so wonderful I could barely believe it was real.
CHAPTERSIXTEEN
XANDER
After streaming for True Fans, I spent the afternoon preparing a surprise for Jae. Whether he got signed that day or not, I would spoil him. He sent me a text around six, letting me know he hadn’t been successful and was on his way home. I felt shitty on his behalf. Jae was gorgeous. He should have been signed by now. Sadly, it wasn’t that simple. I’d skipped the gatekeepers by starting up my own channels. Modelling didn’t work that way. I hoped he would have more luck when he went to the casting call at McKay’s Models. Hopefully, they would see what I did—a unique, beautiful, talented model.
I had everything ready when Jae got back to the apartment. The lights were dimmed, and I was waiting at the bottom of the stairs with two glasses of champagne in one hand and a plate of chocolate-dipped strawberries in the other.
“What’s going on?” Jae kicked off his shoes and took off his cute denim jacket.
“Champagne?” I walked over to him and kissed him as I gave him one of the glasses. “Strawberry?”
I didn’t have enough hands to pick a strawberry up, so I took one between my teeth and popped the other half into his mouth. Jae laughed as he bit the strawberry in half. Juice ran over his plump lip and down his chin. Once I’d eaten my half, I licked the strawberry juice from his skin and devoured his lips again.
“How are you?” I asked.
“Me? Fine.”
I frowned before I could stop myself.
“Honestly, I am. I had this fairy tale idea of what open calls would be like. I’d told myself I’d be snapped up at the first one. It was incredibly naive. The first two rejections stung pretty badly, but they made me realise I have to be more realistic. Which in no way means I’m giving up. I’m not. I’m just resetting my expectations.”
Pride welled within me. Of course, I wanted Jae to be snapped up at fairy-tale speed, but he was right. That was unlikely to happen.
He rolled his eyes and then spoke through gritted teeth. “I’m probably going to have to get a job to tide me over until I get signed, but I can live with that.”
“You don’t have to worry about that while you’re with me.”
“You’re so sweet.” Jae plucked another strawberry off the plate and ate it in two bites. “And these are gorgeous. What’s the occasion?” He narrowed his eyes. “Is this your attempt to cheer me up?”
“Nope.” I kissed his nose. “You don’t need cheering up. This is me spoiling the guy I’m totally mad for.”
Jae blushed. “Well, I appreciate the strawberries and champagne.” He raised his glass and clinked it against mine. “Cheers.” His eyes widened as he sipped the bubbly liquid. “This isn’t cheap supermarket stuff, is it?”
“Nope. Come on. The surprise doesn’t end there.”
Jae raised his eyebrows. I turned away and walked up the stairs, glancing back to ensure he was following me.
