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Now it’s my turn to laugh.

“That can’t be true,” I remark. “Look at you, Victor. That really can’t be true.”

The actor shrugs and pulls out his phone. He experiments with it for a moment before he shows me the screen. He gestures at me to come over. I stand and stroll to him.

He’s thrusting the phone into my face.

It’s a photo of a teenage boy - a skinny, underdeveloped teenage boy. His eyes are blue, and his hair is black, but they are the only characteristics the boy shares with the man sitting opposite me.

“No way that’s you,” I whisper, taking the phone to have a proper look at the photo. “Wow, you really were skinny. I can see how you were bullied.”

Victor shrugs.

“See? I was a schmuck before I became cool.”

“Cool?”

“Hey...”

But before he can finish his sentence, I’m kissing him.

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VICTOR

“Let’s fuck in bed.”

That’s what Victor tells me in his dominating, low baritone as I stand over him at the dinner table and kiss him.

And I have to agree with his proposal, even if the words are a surprise.

They are a very welcome surprise.

Yes, let’s fuck in bed.

“I’ll lead you there,” I tell him in return.

“Oh, you will?”

He’s raised an eyebrow.

“Yes, Mr. Penmayne, I will. I’ll lead you.”

I grab his hand and pull him to his feet. The man is smiling.

He lifts up his powerful arm and makes me spin into him. He’s showing me what he can do with all his manly strength. I should find it annoying, but I am impressed he can twirl me about. It is very masculine, and it is an annoying turn-on.

I hold on to his chest, feeling those taunt muscles underneath as I fly into him.

“Lead me to the bedroom,” he commands in a whisper. “Take me there, girl.”

I giggle at that request.

“Come this way,” I coo, beckoning him on with a flutter of my eyes.

“And then we’ll fuck,” Victor says, very determined.

“Yes, you horny actor. Then we’ll fuck. Once we’re in the bedroom.”

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