Page 77 of Method Acting

Trying to not let reality crash the party.

I wondered how awkward it was going to get, how we still had weeks of filming left to do, and how this was a really bad, terrible idea.

Chase laughed. “That was the best thing ever.”

I snorted, because of course he would think that. Of course optimistic Chase would think it was awesome, while pessimistic me was waiting for the dark cloud to roll in.

But I was too blissed out and boneless to care in that moment though.

“You think I have a pretty mouth,” he added.

I gave him a shove, fighting to keep my eyes open. “Pretty and talented.”

Did I just say that out loud?

Yep.

He laughed. “Well, that’s the quickest I’ve ever come, just so you know. I normally have better endurance.”

“Sure.”

“It’s true. You’ll see. Next time, I’ll last way longer.”

“Next time?”

“There is going to be so many next times. Soooo many. Like, an infinite number of next times.”

“Infinite. That’s a lot.”

He pulled back to look at my face. “Are you falling asleep?”

“You took my brain offline. Can’t stay awake.”

Chase laughed. “Well, no sleeping yet. We have an infinite number of next times to achieve, starting tonight.”

I half laughed, half groaned, my eyes closing. “I thought an orgasm might shut you up for a bit, but apparently not.”

“You shut me up with your dick earlier. That has to count.”

I snorted. “True.”

“Wanna do it again? I’m totally down. Your dick is delicious.”

I groaned. God almighty. “Might need a few minutes.”

The truth was, my dick was still out of my jeans and still half interested.

Chase rolled us over, putting me on my back so he could look down at me. “I don’t. I’m ready to go again now.” The best part of being a young college dude who hadn’t been laid in far too long was the no-waiting time.

I looked down between us, and sure enough, his dick was semihard, hanging down toward mine. He lowered down until they touched, making mine twitch. He grinned at me, like the freaking devil, then pressed his dick to mine and rolled his hips.

Yeah. My waiting time wasn’t too long either, apparently.

“You’re sexy as fuck when you come,” he murmured. “I wanna see it again.” Then he dropped his weight on top of me, crushing his mouth to mine. He sank his tongue into my mouth, kissing me deep, invading my senses. My hands immediately went to his hair, pulling him closer.

I was lost to his kiss. The way his tongue tangled with mine, how he sucked and pulled my bottom lip between his. He had his eyes closed, kissing me like this meant something.

Like I meant something.

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