Encore (Famous #4) Read Online Eden Finley

Categories Genre: Contemporary, M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Famous Series by Eden Finley
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Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 87933 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
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The stirring in my gut, the need I have for more … it doesn’t take long for me to thrust upward. I can only take so much.

I only do it once and then check for Blake’s reaction.

He trembles. “Do that again.”

So I do. It gives the added friction I need and the action on his prostate to get him over the finishing line.

He takes me easily now, only demanding I go faster. I grip his hips hard, pulling him down to meet my body as I thrust into him over and over again.

His fingers tighten around my shoulders, and for a split second, I think he’s going to come untouched, but that might be a bit much to ask for his first time. His face contorts in frustration, like he’s riding the line and needs that little bit extra.

“I need … I need …” He can’t speak. It looks like he can barely breathe.

“Touch yourself,” I say. “It’ll get you there, and I want you to come for me while I hold you close.”

It only takes a few strokes for him to come all over my chest. His ass clamps down on my cock, and I fall apart too.

Blake’s face as he comes could win awards, and I almost want to joke that if the Hollywood thing didn’t work out, Blake would have a future in porn, but the thought of Blake having sex with someone else is enough to sour me on the idea.

He’s getting into my head and my heart, even though I’m trying to fight it.

Blake falls against my sweaty chest, and I run a hand down his damp back.

We’re both sated, and I know without a doubt what I’m about to say could be the stupidest thing I’ve ever done, but it needs to be said, and I need to at least try to be happy for once in my life.

“Okay,” I breathe. “We can do this.”

Blake sits up and stares into my eyes. “For real?”

I swallow hard and nod. “For real.”

Chapter Twenty-Three

Blake

I don’t end up checking out of the hotel. And every night since, Jordan finds his way to my room and my bed. Mainly because my driver practically kidnaps him for me. Though, is it actually kidnapping when Jordan is one hundred percent all in?

To avoid being caught together, we go separately, but we always use my driver. It’s a nondescript town car, so it doesn’t draw attention, and the company I use has a lot of different celebrity clients, so it’s not suspicious.

I love waking up to him. Sleeping next to him feels right, and when we’re wrapped around each other, the warmth that engulfs me is a fixture I need in my life.

Jordan’s slowly coming around to the idea of us together, or at least, he’s less vocal with his protests. That has to mean something, right? I hope he’s not too in his head about it because I’m not.

I want Jordan Brooks. Plain and simple. Do I know what the future holds? Nope, but neither does anyone.

Having to continue to hide isn’t my first choice, but baby steps. Jordan agreed to give me a real chance, but bringing the media into it can fuck that up so easily. Plus, our management teams have been working overtime trying to keep us out of the spotlight and off the tabloid pages, especially together. We’ve denied it publicly; to come out now would be admitting we lied. I don’t think that’s more or less forgivable than the cheating scandal.

It’s not that I want to shout it from the rooftops, but going out in public would be nice. I’ve never had that before with anyone. I’ve never seriously considered being with someone enough to want to go on a date at an actual restaurant. Even when I was dating women, this whole keeping it under wraps thing was the norm for me, so I don’t know why Jordan’s different, but I’m hoping it means we’re both different for each other. I don’t want to be like his past lovers.

His alarm goes off early one morning. I have a rare day off on the schedule because Jordan needs to shoot some family scenes that my character isn’t a part of.

Jordan tries to slip out of bed, but my arm tightens around him, and he laughs. “I don’t want to get up either, but I have to.”

“Call in sick.”

“Yeah, I’m sure that will go down really well.”

“Just think, as soon as the movie is over, we can spend actual time together.”

“We’re practically spending twenty-four hours a day together now.”

“Mm, not enough. Especially when I can’t do this on set.” I kiss the back of his neck, and he turns his head so I can bring my lips to his.

I roll on top of him, and he groans.

“Blake, I really don’t have time.” As if proving his point, his phone goes off again.


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