Page 45 of Insatiable Park Avenue Prince

Fuck me, that was…a seriously sexy visual. Kelly’s eyes were half open, his blond hair loose and spread across the white of his pillow. He was still in bed. I forgot that not everyone woke up early on the weekend.

I couldn’t stop myself from taking a screenshot of what a hot picture he made half-asleep and shirtless.

“Donovan?” He rubbed his eyes. “Is that you?”

“Yeah, it’s my new look. What do you think?”

“I think my dick just woke all the way up.”

I grinned. “Oh, this does it for you, huh?”

“I’m beginning to think if it has to do with you, it does it for me. You look fucking amazing.” Kelly ran his fingers through his hair and rested his head on his arm. “Where’s your shoot?”

“Why? Wanna watch me?”

“I wish I could. I’ve got some interviews for the studio in a couple of hours.”

I hadn’t called to ask him to come down here, but for some reason his answer still disappointed.

What the hell wasthatreaction about?

“Nah, if you were here you’d probably only get me in trouble again.”

He picked up on my teasing tone. “Again? When did I get you in trouble the first time?”

I lifted my hand, showing him the scrapes across my palm. “Turns out my agent isn’t a fan of sex marks.”

“Shit.” He sat up, and all that gorgeous hair fell around his face. “I did that?”

“Well, technically the brick wall you fucked me against did that.”

“Does it hurt?”

“Not at all.”

The concern that he’d hurt me melted into a more curious expression. “Let me see it again.” When I held up my hand, he ran his tongue along his lower lip. “Not gonna lie, that’s hot as hell.”

“It’s a reminder of a good time, that’s for damn sure.”

“Then is it bad I’m not even sorry?”

“Yes. But I like that.” I lowered my voice in case Mira was roaming around nearby. “Next time you’ll have to mark me somewhere a little more…private.”

He cursed, falling back against his headboard. “That sounds like a challenge.”

“Only if you’re up for it.”

His lips twitched. “Already told you I was.”

God, that was the last thing I needed. To think of him naked and hard right before I had a high-def lens aimed my way.

“When can I see you again?” he said.

I didn’t bother hiding my smile. “Whenever you like.”

“I mean outside of work.”

“Even better.” Someone called my name from the other side of the tent, and I looked up to see the assistant motioning for all of us to join him. I nodded and held up a finger before returning my attention to the screen. “Sorry, they’re ready to start.”

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