The fact that he’d planned this for the hype made me purse my lips. “And if we do meet up, and somebody gets slugged?”
Harold’s face broke into a one-sided grin. “The more exposure the better. You want to be a star, don’t you? And besides, this could help get you on the air faster.”
An irritated huff escaped my lips. I wanted to say yes to his statement and no to his request, but I couldn’t really do that. Anna didn’t voice her argument again, but she squeezed my arm, silently asking me to say yes. “Ugh, fine. You guys win. I’ll go to the stupid awards show.”
His smile widened and he patted my shoulder. “Great! Now, keep on pimping your show. Everyone in that room should know who you are and be excited that they know you.”
Puffing my chest out, I grabbed Anna’s hand. “Yeah, yeah they should.”
Harold opened the doors and left. I was about to follow him when Anna pulled on my hand, holding me back. “Babe…quick question.”
I looked over at her with a raised eyebrow. “Yeah?”
“I’m a little drunk, so maybe I misunderstood, but…when he said the VMAs could get you on the air faster…what did he mean? Isn’t your show airing in September?”
Remembering that I’d purposely not mentioned that conversation with her, I stumbled for something to say that wouldn’t piss her off. She’d call me a liar again if she knew that I’d known about the show being pushed back for a while now. “Yeah…that was weird, huh? I’ll ask Harold about it next time I see him. Maybe he just meant they’d debut it in August or something.” Well, fuck. There went my personal goal to not lie to her again. I needed the out though, and this gave me time to prep her for the bad news.
Like the awesome wife she was, she completely bought the crap I was selling her…which made me feel like shit. I should fess up, but that would just worry her, and she’s having such a good time right now. I’ll do it later. “Oh, okay…well, should we get back out there? Make some waves?”
She said that with a giggle and a shimmy of her hips, and suddenly going back out to that party was the last thing I wanted to do. Holding Anna in place, I looked back at the office door. Harold had left it ajar, but it was closed enough for what I had in mind.
I pushed her back until the tops of her thighs pressed against the massive desk in the room. Hands on either side of her, I pinned her against the about-to-be-well-used furniture. “You are way too hot to stay in that dress.”
It took her a second to focus on me, and I knew she was buzzing just as hard as I was. “Oh yeah…what are you going to do about it?” she asked. Her finger ran along the deep V of her neckline, emphasizing the breasts I wanted to suck on.
I turned her around so I could get to her zipper. As I pulled it down, I whispered in her ear, “I’m going to peel it off you, then lay you down on this desk and make you come so hard, everyone at this party will hear you. And when they hear you screaming for more, I’ll be a god in their eyes.” The zipper went all the way down the dress, and when I got to the bottom, it practically fell off her.
Heat in her eyes, she turned to face me. “You’re already a god. That’s why just the thought of you in me does this…” She took my hand and shoved it into her underwear. I instantly twisted my hand so I could feel how much she wanted me. She let out an erotic moan as I slid against her.
“Fuck, Anna…you’re so wet…” Removing my hand, I grabbed onto her hips. “Lay back…I want to taste you.”
She didn’t just sit down on the desk. No…she laid herself across it like she was doing a photo shoot for Maxim or Playboy. She arched her back, let her arms fall above her head, and propped one foot on the desk, highlighting every fucking asset she possessed. “Jesus,” I murmured, “you’re so goddamn hot.”
Anna still had her phone in her hand, so I reached over and grabbed it. This shit needed to be documented. I snapped a few pictures of her sprawled on the desk. She didn’t complain or ask me to stop, she just ran her hands over her body, making each shot even more erotic. My cock was throbbing, straining against my clothes. I released it, then took a picture of it. Anna wasn’t the only erotic thing in the room.
I pulled her underwear off, snapped a few pics, then tasted her, just like I’d promised. She cried out as she held my head in place, and I switched the phone from still pics to video. That sound she just made needed to be captured. While I sucked on her clit, I moved the camera to get a shot of her face. That was something I didn’t typically get to see, and I couldn’t wait to play it back later. After that, I tried to get a shot of me licking her. Fuck, I couldn’t wait to see that either.
When she was all riled up, ready for me, I filmed my hand giving myself a long stroke. Glancing up at Anna, I panted, “This is so fucking hot, I can’t wait for you to see this.”