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Spencer, Lee, Lewis, Gracie, and Addie waited inside the limo and before long, we were on our way to West Hollywood.

“Hey, Addie. I’m glad you’re able to join us,” Ollie said, reaching out to squeeze her hand.

I couldn’t help but notice how Emilia and Addie paused as they perused each other. The woman slayed in a red chiffon sequined dress with a gorgeous cape that was both elegant andfierce. She moved on from her disastrous divorce and watching her grow into the strong woman she’d become was an honor.

“Ollie, has Con prepared you for a movie premiere?” Lee asked.

With a smile, he said, “I’m sure for all of you, it’s old hat by now, but yeah, he told me about the noise and the myriad of cameras, shouted questions, and screaming fans.”

“At least this will be a smaller premiere,” I commented.

Gracie chuckled. “I’ve read the dailies and trust me, Connor. This won’t be a flash in the pan. The reviews are spectacular. They’re talking Oscar contender. Besides, although actors turned directors happen more often than not, action stars taking on such a heartbreaking, emotional story with no action whatsoever isn’t. Hell, even the entertainment shows and sites are speculating about your next project.”

Stunned by her news, I sat there with my mouth agape, not wanting to get too excited about what might come next. “It’s because of Kaid and Addie’s acting?—”

Addie scoffed, but it was Kaid who shook his head and spoke up.

“The story would have fallen at the first hurdle if it wasn’t for the safe environment you and Ollie created on set. You allowed feedback and worked with us to make the story even stronger. It was a true privilege not being labeled as a certain type of actor, thanks to you. And I said all that to say I’d work with you any day, on any project you guys want.”

Ollie linked his fingers with mine and stayed silent, but with an all-knowing smile on his face.

Spencer laughed and rubbed his hands together. “I have some thoughts.”

“Of course you do, love,” Lee agreed before he turned and kissed Spencer.

Before long, we pulled up to the curb of the theatre, and I blinked and the number of fans, photographers, reporters, and the general crowd surrounding the place.

“You can do this, beautiful. And I’ll be right beside you,” Ollie whispered in my ear.

With a reassuring squeeze of his hand and a deep breath; I stepped out and almost became overwhelmed by the volley of shouts and camera flashes surrounding us.

***

The night turnedout to be one I never imagined for myself.

The entire experience of making a film filled me with a sense of purpose I hadn’t experienced in a long time. Working as an actor was fun and thrilling, taking a story and bringing it to life. But as a director, satisfaction came from working with talented people dedicated to the art and watching the results from that same group coming together to make something that would resonate for years to come.

We’d left my family and friends at the after party, but after a whirlwind of a night, I wanted to be alone with Ollie.

When we had the limo to ourselves, I loosened my tie and unbuttoned the top of my dress shirt. All the while, Ollie concentrated on my movements before staring at the naked skin on my neck. A heated sizzle slithered up my spine, and my cock plumped at the intense look. Not wanting to waste the opportunity, I leaned closer to Ollie and whispered, “I want you inside me.”

“Yes,” he hissed.

At that moment, the limo parked and, without waiting for the driver to open the door; I lunged for it. I took a second to adjust myself with discretion before I opened the door and reached back, linking my fingers through Ollie’s before I hurried my boyfriend into the house and up the stairs. It was a miracle I had the dexterity to lock the front door behind us before taking the steps two at a time.

We rushed through to the bedroom and as I inhaled the scent of him, it added to my desire for the man who was my entire world.

Thinking back, I loved how little it took to talk Ollie into moving his stuff into my suite. I ordered a lovely Bureau à Gradin writing desk and placed it under the window and it warmed my heart to see him typing away on his laptop, creating stories. But the absolute best was lying in bed every night, whether we made love or cuddled, because he snuggled into my arms and I listened to his breathing as I relaxed into sleep.

The second I closed the door and locked it behind us, Ollie turned to me and started undoing the rest of the buttons on my shirt. After all this time, something in my chest fluttered when I observed his reactions to me. Adrenaline spiked between us, which left his fingers shaking, but there was a softness in his gaze which made my heart thump in my chest.

“Need you naked. Now, please, beautiful.”

The desperation in his voice ramped up my desire for the man. I, without thinking, I ripped open my shirt and reached for his hands, sighing when his fingers dug into my skin. Closing my eyes, trying to settle my already flaring need, I sucked in a breath when he swept his tongue against my already turgid nipple. But I shouted in surprise when his teeth nibbled on it.

“Fuck me. I need…” I groaned aloud when he dropped to his knees and rubbed his cheek against my throbbing dick. Without teasing me, he unbuttoned my slacks and lowered the zipper,reached inside my pants. My head dropped back when his hand surrounding my cock, his long fingers sending delicious shivers up my spine. But I let out a clipped curse when his tongue darted out and licked the precome from my slit.

“You taste so good,” he moaned.