I have no one in the world that cares for me, and no matter how strong you are, that weighs on a person. Everyone needs someone to lean on occasionally.
Simon’s arms are banded around my waist. I’m so skinny these days from not being able to eat the way I should that he could probably wrap his arms around me twice if it were physically possible.
“Thank you.” Loosening my death grip on his neck, I gaze into his blue eyes. They are so kind and warm, nothing like I expected from whoever would be starring in this thing with me. “I needed that.”
“I’ll always give you what you need.”
Something inside me clicks, and I find myself drifting closer to Simon, wanting to have his lips on mine. I shift my hips forward, and his hard jeans clad cock presses into the soft spot between my thighs. I gasp, never having felt something so incredible in all my life. Just as his mouth sweeps across mine for the first time, the door flings open behind us. I jump a little, blushing wildly, as if we’ve just been caught by his parents.
“Good to see you two are getting comfortable with each other.” Liza smirks from the doorway, then turns on her heels. “Follow me. Time to get started.”
I scramble off Simon’s lap, turning to follow the woman who is about to pay me to have sex with the most beautiful man, inside and out, I’ve ever met. Suddenly, this all doesn’t seem like such a bad idea. I came here dreading what would happen, but now I’m looking forward to it. Except for the whole people watching us thing. That still makes my stomach go a little queasy.
Simon’s feet thud rapidly behind me as he runs to catch up with Liza and me. Before I can follow her into the studio, Simon grabs my arm, spinning me around and plastering me to the wall. “Our first kiss is damn well not going to be on camera.”
