Page 29 of Baby Love

P’Park’s a really muscular guy. I knew that already, but seeing his chest bare a foot away from me is completely different than seeing it on a TV screen. He has an eight pack.

I swallow, my mouth suddenly dry.

“Are you going to take yours off?” Park asks me, propping one elbow on the back of the couch, a move that makes his muscles bulge.

“Oh, um. Yeah. I guess so.” I rid myself of my T-shirt. I’ve done a lot of work on my physique since I decided to audition for bl’s, so I know I have some definition, but I don’t come anywhere close to what P’Park looks like. I guess you would describe me as small, wiry, and firm. Is it my imagination, or is P’Park checking me out?

It’s suddenly pretty hot in my small apartment.

“I’m going to open a window,” I say, hurrying across the room to heave up the pane. The barest hint of a breeze wafts over me, and I close my eyes for a moment. I initiated this little practice session…what should I suggest we do next?

Everything I said to P’Park was the truth. I really want our partnership to succeed, and I can’t just walk in blind on the day of filming after spending the last two years being coupled with someone else. Khao and Boom are not new to each other in these scenes. I need P’Park’s help.

Turning around, I look at him sprawled on my couch looking like a god, one ankle propped on the other knee, and say, “To make this work, I need to already know what it’s like to touch you.”

“Okay,” P’Park says. “Come here and touch me. I don’t mind.”

Feeling extremely shy for someone who just demanded that my brand-new acting partner take off his shirt and get intimate with me, I slowly approach the couch. I swear I can feel every molecule of air coming in the window against my naked torso. My nipples have shrunk into stiff nubs, and I really hope P’Park doesn’t touch them because I don’t know how I’d react. They’re so sensitive. My face gets hot just thinking about it.

Reaching out, P’Park takes my hand and gently pulls me to sit on his lap. I hold my breath and stare at his chest. Instead of releasing my hand, P’Park places it against his right pectoral muscle. Ohh. Nice.

Because I can’t stand watching him watch me feel him up, I close my eyes while I lightly run my fingers over his skin, appreciating the dips and rock-hard planes beneath the smooth skin. My other hand joins in, and when my fingers encounter his puckered nipples, I circle them with my fingers and both hear and feel P’Park suck in a breath. Opening my eyes, I find his eyes are now closed and his lips are parted. He has a beautiful mouth. Bow-shaped at the top with a beautiful, full, lower lip.

I gasp when P’Park’s hands encircle my bare waist.

“This okay?” he asks.

“Yeah,” I whisper. “Whatever you want.” I swallow. “You know, to make filming this scene easier.”

His fingers brush up my sides, thumbs sliding over my ribs, and I jump. “That tickles!”

“Good to know,” P’Park says, moving his hands to rub his palms from the base of my back up to my shoulders. “We can’t have you bursting out in laughter in the middle of a hot scene.” Leaning in closer to me, he presses his lips to the base of my neck.

Ohhh, God.

Without really meaning to, I grip his nipples between my fingers. P’Park doesn’t seem to mind. But when his fingers venture over mine, tingles shoot up my spine, and I can’t hold in a moan. Pulling me closer, he urges me to straddle his lap. My eyes widen as I realize that P’Park is hard.

“Sorry,” he says, pulling back slightly. “I can’t help it. It’s inevitable that we have a physical reaction if we’re relaxed enough. It could even happen while filming.”

“Has it happened to you?” I ask.

“Once or twice.”

Of course. What did I think? That he was attracted to me?

“Right,” I murmur. At least I’ll have an excuse for the erection I’m getting. Seriously, I need to get over myself. Leaning forward, I capture P’Park’s full lower lip between my teeth, thrilled when his breathing quickens.

P’Park’s hands travel down my back, setting my skin aflame. “I’ve worked with P’Big before. He’ll probably give us a certain amount of leeway with the scene. There will be things he’ll want us to incorporate, but for the most part, the whole thing will work better if we just go with the flow.”

“Okay,” I say, kissing him underneath his cut jawline.

“Is this helping?” he asks, sounding a little breathless.

“Mmhmm.” I trail kisses up behind his ear.

When I lean back, I can feel his hard cock pressing against my ass, and a shiver runs through me.

My hair falls into my eyes as I meet his gaze. We sit, panting and staring at each other, until my mind clicks into gear. Clearing my throat, I ease off P’Park’s lap. “Thanks. I, uh, feel better about the scene now.”

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