Suddenly he opened his eyes and looked down, feeling the wildly satisfying surge of cum spewing from his cock. The relief it gave him was almost a religious experience.
He had fucked Paris after all—in his dreams.
Just before dawn the next morning, he found himself lying on the shower floor, clutching his cock, the water coming out of the shower head cold and feeling like tiny ice picks stabbing his skin. 10
The next day in the Starlight Productions conference room…
The next day Shade stood beside a large window looking down on the city. She was here to read for her role in Rain and was a bit nervous. She held a script in her hand that she had received the day before by courier and now looked down at it periodically, mouthing the words when she heard someone open the door. She turned, her bold, red lips lifting in a smile when she saw Jerry.