Page 76 of The Match Faker

‘Mmm-hmm.’ I walked to the fridge and opened the door, hoping that the cold air would cool down my cock, which was thickening at lightning speed. Thinking about where Mia would let me touch her was too much.

‘Anywhere, I suppose… I mean, that you think would be normal and, y’know, convincing if we were dating for real. Because, y’know, that’s the important thing.’ She swallowed. ‘We need to be convincing.’

‘Okay.’ I tried to control my excitement. My dick was happy to hear that Mia had given me free rein to touch her anywhere. ‘This is why it’s good to practise, so that if my hands wander somewhere that’s convincing, and you don’t feel comfortable, you can tell me to stop.’

I took out the tomatoes and walked back to the island, hoping she wouldn’t notice the growth in my pants.

‘Exactly.’ Her eyes flicked to mine. I held her gaze, my mind racing at a million miles an hour.

Where would I touch her first? There were too many places I’d dreamed about. Her arse, her tits, between her legs…

Sweet Jesus.

Being given an all-access pass to Mia’s body was like being offered a lifetime pass to an all-you-can-eat gelato buffet.

But if I started devouring her, would I be able to stop?

‘So…’ Mia broke the silence. ‘When should we practise?’

‘Now?’ The word flew out of my mouth before I could stop it. ‘Just to get it out the way,’ I added, hoping I sounded less eager.

‘True. Best to just get it over and done with. Then we won’t have to do it again. Until we have to perform in front of the cameras.’

‘Yeah.’ My heart pounded against my ribcage. Why the hell was I nervous? I’d kissed lots of different women on and off set. No big deal.

‘Should I brush my teeth first?’ she asked.

‘You’re fine. I hope I am too. If you want, I can have a mint?’

‘No, it’s okay.’

We stood there in silence.

This was nuts. It was just a kiss. Nothing to be nervous about.

I counted to twenty in my head, picturing a group of politicians discussing some boring shit, to try and calm down my erection, then pulled my T-shirt lower, hoping to disguise it.

‘Come here,’ I growled. She walked over nervously. I stepped towards her. Mia’s eyes widened as she tilted her head upwards. ‘So I’m gonna kiss you now. You sure you’re okay with this?’

She nodded.

‘Mia, I need to hear you say it.’

‘Yes,’ she said softly. ‘Kiss me, please.’

‘So, if I was gonna kiss you, first I’d look into your eyes and maybe stroke your cheek or tuck those cute strands of hair behind your ear…’

As I pinned my gaze on her, Mia’s breath hitched and my dick twitched. I lifted my hand to her face, brushing my thumb over her cheek before slowly touching her hair, just like I’d said I would.

‘Then I’d move my face closer to yours…’

‘Mmm-hmm,’ she said softly. ‘Very convincing.’

‘And then…’

My mouth crushed onto hers and Mia let out a low moan.

She parted her lips and I wasted no time sliding my tongue inside.

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