EXTRACT FOR
Stage Surrender
(A.X. Foxx)

"You said you'll be auditioning for a role later," he said, standing so close to me that I could feel the warmth from his breath.



"Yes," I said and didn't try to elaborate. I ignored the instinct to wrap myself in my blanket.



"Open your legs," he instructed.



I uncurled my fingers from my lap and listened to his instructions despite the wild pounding in my heart. There was something about his voice that made it almost impossible to deny him.



The moment my legs parted, he stepped inwards, closing the gap between us.



"I'm training you for the role as the lead actress," he said.



"But I-"



"But nothing," he said. "The series is very focused on its sex scenes," he shared.



I stared at the unmistakable bump between his legs and licked my lips. "That's why I'm not auditioning for the lead," I confessed.



"In order to succeed, you need to be bold," he said. "You need to learn to let go of your inhibitions." He leaned down until his lips were inches from mine, then took them to his mouth as his hands cupped my breasts and his fingers started playing with my nipples.



When we parted, we were both gasping for air, but he recovered sooner. "The show is basically porn disguised as a television series," he said. His fingers closed over my pebbled nipples and pulled.



I gasped and arched towards him, feeling the pleasure course through my body. "It- Ahh... It didn't say that in the script," I said breathlessly.



"Of course not," he leaned down and took my nipple to his mouth, sucking first my left nipple, then my right, alternating between pinching my nipples and kissing them. Masculinity poured from him in waves, filling me in a desperate haze of desire. His hair was slightly disheveled.



He wasn't the type of man to ask for what he wanted. He was the type to take and take until there was nothing left for him to own. The animal look on his face gave away his intention to conquer me and I found myself weakened, completely willing to surrender to his every desire.



"What would I have to do as lead?" I asked, although my brain was screaming for me to stop talking and just let him do whatever he wanted with me.



I parted my lips and let out a soft moan when his fingers sent pleasurable tingles down to my loins. He kissed the tender hollow of my neck and his fingers started moving downwards.



"The first episode is just the prelude, so you would be handling a man in an alleyway in order to get him to give you the information you need to close the case," he said, his fingers kneading my waist, eyes burning into mine with an intensity that scared me.



"In an alleyway?" I echoed.



"Yes," he said. "We'll need a good angle, so your leg has to be lifted high," he said, his right hand moving past my inner thigh. He hooked his arm under my knee and draped my leg over his shoulder.



My eyes widened and I tried to close my legs, only to have his arm in my way, pining my leg close to his body. His right hand trailed lower as he pushed me down onto the bed, hands still massaging my breasts expertly.



He leaned so close to me that my nipples were brushing against his chest. The sensation was electrifying. Adrenaline flooded my veins and my blood throbbed. The last of the buttons on his shirt opened and I had a full view of his muscular chest, hard and warm under my palms.



"And then what happens?" I asked even though I already knew the answer...