Page 15 of After Effect

I wish he would give it to me. He would look spectacular wrapped up in my bed sheets. I ran my hand down my chest as the music crawled up my body. His eyes widened, following every movement.

~Until my name’s filling your mouth.~

He was radiating heat. It was intoxicating to see my words have this much power. I slid a finger into my mouth, sucked lightly, then let it slip down my lower lip. Then down my neck, over my collar bone. Lower. I could keep going. See how he reacts.

God. Ugh. I can’t be thinking this way right now.

~I’ll swallow back your passion, then leave as quickly as you came.~

My own words reflecting through his soul were about to get me wet. I forced my focus into to finishing off the song and slowing down my imagination, but that look on his face didn’t make it easier.

“Good.” Finch cleared his throat. “That was good. If you can just do that on a stage, you’ll be unstoppable.” He stood up and took a few steps toward the door. “If you’ll excuse me, we can talk more in a moment.”

I nodded and let him go, hoping I could get a handle on my hormones while he was off doing whatever he needed to do.

Finch is… certainly attractive. Not just his physical appearance, but his reactions. I hated myself for focusing on all the wrong things.

But then again…

When I was caught up in Finch, I wasn’t panicking. I wasn’t thinking about all the eyes on me. I was just thinking about my eyes locking into his.

And my body locking into his.

And the way that tight expression would break with every movement of my tongue. And what he might sound like as he cries out my name…

I fidgeted uncomfortably in my otherwise very comfortable chair. It’s probably a good thing that I know these rooms always have cameras, because otherwise I might be doing something that would compromise my employment right now.

Think unsexy thoughts. Think unsexy thoughts.

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