The only PA type stuff she’d heard of was the kind Dawn told her about. Her sister had once been a PA, and she’d done jobs that were nothing like Jason’s.

“I hope I didn’t ruin your night,” he said, kissing her exposed shoulder.

“The night’s not over yet.” She took a sip of her soda, staring at his reflection. He’d removed his suit jacket and unbuttoned part of his shirt.

Licking her lips, she imagined using her tongue on his body, licking him in ways that she’d only ever dreamed about.

“What’s going on in that mind of yours?” he asked.

“I’m thinking about you, about licking you.” She teased her tongue over her bottom lip, and she heard him groan.

“You don’t have a clue what you’re doing to me, do you?” he asked.

She didn’t get a chance to respond as he pressed his cock against her ass.

Sydney was shocked he could stand up. The pulsing hot flesh pressed against her ass.

“I’m going to fuck you so damn hard, baby. First, I’m going to have you coming on my fingers.”

He didn’t dive right in, touching her. Slowly, he eased the straps of her dress down her shoulders.

Sydney watched their reflections, fighting her own need to tear his clothes off and fuck him.

When the dress fell to her hips, Jason pulled her back, pulling her head back with his fingers underneath her chin. He pressed a kiss to her lips, moving the hand from under her chin, to caress down the front of her body.

She bit her lip, unable to keep the moan from escaping at his touch.

“Your body is so beautiful, Sydney.”

The way he spoke with such passion to his words, she believed him.

He cupped her breast, stroking his thumb over the hard tip. “Don’t contain those moans for me, Sydney. I want to hear how much you want my touch.”

“Please, don’t stop, Jason.” She panted each word out. Her breasts were so sensitive that she was almost climaxing just by him touching them.

Jason used both hands, cupping her tits, pinching her nipples, and stroking down her body. She didn’t know how long she lasted with him exploring her body, only that she didn’t want it to end.

He pushed the dress past her hips, and it dropped on a heap in the floor, leaving her in only a thong. She’d never been one to wear such flimsy material, but she couldn’t wear any other style of panties with the dress.

“This is fucking sexy.” Jason cupped her ass before sliding a finger between her cheeks, to follow the path of the slender material, resting between her ass cheeks.

“You like my thong?” she asked.

“I do.”

She turned in his arms and started to unbutton his shirt. He’d already unbuttoned the top two, so she only had to work the rest of the buttons free.

Jason stroked up and down her back, and she leaned in close, kissing his nipple. He groaned, and she stared up at him as she took his first nipple between her teeth, biting down on him.

“Fuck, baby, you’re playing with fire,” he said. She licked across his chest, paying the same attention to his other nipple.

She stroked her fingers up and down his stomach, teasing him with each stroke. He kept groaning, and cupping her ass.

Smiling against his skin, she sank to her knees before him. Unbuckling his belt, she pulled down the zipper and worked his dick out of his pants. He was hard and silky at the same time. His skin was so smooth. She pressed a kiss to his tip, before flicking her tongue over it, moaning as his pre-cum exploded on her tongue.

Licking up and down his shaft, she stared up his body. He was stroking his fingers through her hair, panting as she drove him crazy, refusing to give him her mouth. Jason wrapped her hair around his fist.

Gripping the base of his shaft, she sucked his cock into her mouth, taking him to the back of her throat.

The fingers in her hair tightened, and she moaned around his cock.

“Fuck, baby, you know exactly what to do to drive me insane.”

She wanted to give him pleasure like he always gave her. Flicking her tongue over the weeping slit, she took him deep into her mouth. When she would have gagged on his length, she pulled back up, building a steady pace.

Jason tugged harshly on her hair, stopping her.

He didn’t give her the chance to question him. Pushing her to the floor, he slid between her thighs, found her entrance, and slammed inside her.

They both crying out, panting for breath. The hard length of his cock pushed within her, shocking her with how deep he went.

“You’re driving me crazy.”

Jason slammed inside her, claiming her lips as he fucked her on the floor. When that didn’t sate him, he pulled out, picking her up in his arms, and carrying her across the hotel room to the bed. He dropped her down to the bed, settling behind her.

“Do you trust me?” he asked.

“Yes.” She knew he wouldn’t ever intentionally hurt her. He cupped her hip tightly as he fingered her pussy.

She tensed up as he took his slick fingers back to her ass. “What are you doing?”

“I want to fuck your ass, baby. I promise I won’t hurt you. It’ll be hot as hell, and I’ll have you screaming for more.” He kissed her shoulder, pushing his fingers through her wet slit.

Nodding, she slowly relaxed against him as he began to work his fingers against her ass. Resting her head on his arm, she closed her arms, giving herself up to the pleasure of his touch.

He worked a finger inside her, pumping it in and out, before adding a second. The pain at first was just a little too uncomfortable, but it began to change to unimaginable pleasure. She couldn’t recall ever experiencing anything like it.

Some of the men she’d dated had wanted to try anal sex, but she’d been too afraid and embarrassed. By the time Jason was working his cock into her ass, she was hot as hell, craving his touch.

She helped ease him inside her, and he fucked her with slow strokes, giving her time to accommodate him.

“Touch your pretty pussy.”

She didn’t fight him, and teased her clit, while he began to increase his thrusts within her ass.

When she glanced over her shoulder, Jason claimed her lips, gripping her hip tightly as he worked his cock in and out of her ass.

“I love you, baby. I love you so fucking much.”

They came together with his words ringing in her ears. If he loved her so damn much, why was he keeping things from her?

Chapter Eight

“What’s got you in a bad mood?” Richard asked.

“You mean besides the fact I’ve got directors calling me, begging me to be in their movies and I’m cancelling everyone I know because I can’t get my dick up for any woman other than Sydney? Oh, and if that’s not enough, her sister is back home tonight, and we’re due to have dinner with her, and everything could be over?” Jason asked.

They were inside his apartment, and he glanced over at the clock to see he only had a couple of hours until everything was over.

“You’ve still not told her the truth?”

“I didn’t know how to bring it up.” That was another lie. There had been many chances to bring everything up and be straight with her. He’d been a coward and chosen not to.

“There’s no getting away from it now. You do realize all of this is easily solved?” Richard asked.

“Go on, enlighten me,” Jason said, folding his arms.

“Tell the directors and the people who are trying to get you to work, that you’re taking a vacation or you’re moving onto something different. Tell Sydney the truth.” Richard held his arms open as if it was so damn simple.

It was so damn simple. Jason knew that.

Sitting down on his sofa, he pulled his laptop toward him and logged in. He went into his website and saw several comments had been left for him. All of them were asking where he was.

Where are you, Bone Harder?