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Oh… my… fucking… God.
I nearly faint.
Right there and then, I nearly faint.
User 1543 is the same height as Josh, same build, in a black t-shirt himself. He has long black hair, and he’s chiselled, angular. Hot. So hot he could be on TV, which makes perfect sense, since he IS on TV. This is Heath Mason. THE Heath Mason. He plays Count Valenti in Nighttime Whispers. I’ve loved that show for years. YEARS. And Josh knows it. Of course he does! Josh has watched it with me, chilling on a Sunday evening with our feet kicked back on the sofa and all the while they’d been pounding each other’s asses. How about that for confidential?!
“Holly, hi!” Heath says, and reaches out to shake my hand. But the handshake is numb, I’m already too consumed by his eyes – a bright blue contrast to his hair – like mine are.
I turn to look at Josh and his grin says it all. He must have been waiting for this moment for months. No wonder he was excited. Talk about electric undercurrents, this is unreal.
And risky…
Josh must have a part of him that’s finding this so fucking risky…
He knows that Heath is exactly up my street – I’ve told him plenty enough times when we were binge watching – and he’s chosen to bring me here anyway. He trusts me enough to bring me along, into the home of a man who’d entrap my soul if it wasn’t already entrapped by Josh.
I grin at my boyfriend, and he grins back.
And yeah, I get it.
It’s not just the fact that Josh is demonstrating the trust he has in me… he’s showing the trust I can have in him, too…
Because if Josh was a guy out to fall in love with one of his clients, I imagine this would be the one. I can see it in his eyes, and in the familiarity with which he steps into Heath’s arms, his lips straight on Heath’s in moments.
Oh fuck, my boyfriend really does like Heath, and from the way Heath is kissing Josh, it’s pretty damn clear Heath likes him, too.
And as for me… I’m already so hooked I could watch them make out for hours.
Josh made the right call in making me wait for it.
I’m so excited I could scream.
Chapter Thirty-Six
I’m fixated on Heath’s hands as he presents my wine glass. I even recognise his fingers from Nighttime Whispers. He’ll be using them on me soon. Me AND Josh. And as for his mouth. His lips. His cock. Now that is something I haven’t seen onscreen…
“How long have you been with The Agency?” he asks me.
Fuck, I’ve heard his voice so often it gives me tingles.
“A few months. I started in November.”
“You must be speeding up the naughty list, then.” He gives me the smirk I’ve seen hundreds of times onscreen. “I know Josh wouldn’t have brought along a woman who wasn’t confident at getting dirty. And, of course, one who can keep a really big secret.”
He looks over at Josh as though he wants to eat him up, and I have to shift from one foot to the other. My pussy is aching at the thought of seeing Josh fucking Heath Mason’s throat. I’m desperate to hear the superstar choke on it, like I do. I’m desperate to see him taking Josh’s thick dick in his ass, and desperate to see him pounding Josh, desperate to share the playtime. I’m desperate for fucking everything. EVERYTHING.
Heath seems curious as well as horny, though. He takes a seat on the black brocade sofa and pats the seat next to him.
“Hey, Holly, come on over. Let’s get to know each other.”
Josh sits on the arm of the sofa next to Heath as I take my seat. I lean back and part my legs enough to let him know I’m horny, but our client only squeezes my knee.
“Don’t worry, I’m not going to jump you right from the off.”
I have to laugh. “You’d be more than welcome to.”
“That’s good to know.”
