Page 16 of Beyond the Fame

“Then what are you?”

“A queen and if you call me princess one more time, I’ll cut off your balls and toss them into the ocean.”

I put up my hands, feigning fright. “I’m so scared.”

Rebecca moves at lightning speed, and I yelp the moment her hand cups my balls.

What the actual fuck?

This position places her mouth inches from mine. “Good. You should be scared,” she whispers, her breath fanning across my lips. I can taste a hint of wine. She clearly sampled the bottle left on the kitchen counter; a gift from the hotel for high-profile wedding guests.

Why is my cock getting harder?

Why do I like this?

Rebecca must have felt my growing boner because she immediately releases me.

The way she sizes up my crotch has me fidgeting on my feet.

“Hmm.”

It’s all she says before walking out the door.

Chapter 5 – Rebecca

Holy shit.

Holy shit.

Holy shit.

I can’t believe I did that. I can’t believe I just sexually assaulted Jensen Boliver. My hand was on his balls.

And his cock.

Jesus, that thing is huge.

I cringe at my actions because if it were a man cupping a woman’s cunt...

Unacceptable.

Embarrassment has me speed walking down the hallway to the elevator. I’m trying to run away from Jensen but after I stranded him in the lobby earlier, he doesn’t let me make it to the elevator by myself this time.

He pushes his way inside just before the doors shut. He pauses to make sure we’re alone, then he plants his hands on either side of my head, caging me against the wall.

His cologne and musk overpower me—amber, honey, and oranges.

I want to bottle up that scent and inhale it like a drug.

Ugh. No, I don’t. I hate this man. Not to mention he’s way too young for me.

Only nine years younger.

My thoughts are ganging up on me, teaming up with my body.

“Oh, Becky,” he purrs. His hot breath against my neck sends a shudder through me. “You’re going to pay for that.”

I swallow hard, struggling to look away from his green eyes. An instrumental ukulele version of Somewhere Over the Rainbow plays faintly over the elevator speakers. A soothing song that does nothing to slow the fast beats of my heart. It beats frantically because… that’s how turned on I am.

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