Free Entangled (A Tryst Novel) by Alex Rosa Page B

torso, the humid chuffs making my blood flow like lava in my veins, and it pools right between my thighs.
    “It’s like you were made for me,” he replies.
    I join in with his laughter. I surprise him by changing the stakes. I push his shoulders up and away from me so I can flip him onto his back. I kick off my pants before I climb over his hips, straddling them. His waiting cock underneath my sex is hard and ready for round two.
    “What makes you think you weren’t the one made for me?” I retort, sinking my body over his, taking him inside me. I close my eyes, groaning his name, wanting tonight to go on forever, and tomorrow morning and that flight never to come.
    “Skyler . . .” he pants before everything fades into bliss.

Chapter 6
    Blake
    I swiftly make a mental note that my agent and best friend, Josh, has just hit an all-time-high approval rating as I find my first-class seat next to his. My previous agent had a tendency to “accidentally” book me into coach from time to time, and it made flights, especially international ones, absolutely brutal. I do see that although I’m flying first class, I don’t get the window seat. I raise a brow while I watch Josh get comfortable in the large recliner next to mine, and note his view.
    “I guess I should thank you for the first class,” I say as I take my seat.
    Josh opens one eye to look at me with a twist to his lips. “Who said I did this for you?” He lets out an exaggerated exhale as he makes himself more comfortable, which helps remind me that underneath it all, he’s still my closest friend.
    I chuckle, finding the release cathartic. I’m a wound a bit tight this morning.
    As if Josh can sense my inner turmoil, he speaks without opening his eyes or moving at all. “So, how’s she taking it?”
    Well, he doesn’t waste any time.
    I know what he’s referring to, but I don’t want to admit it. To make some sort of statement, Skyler chose not go to the airport with us. She said she found it silly to drag out a good-bye that we shared over and over again in the early hours of the morning. She also thought it was silly to make a big deal out of such a short trip, knowing that there were more to come. Either she’s finding her own way to deal with my new schedule, or she’s finding a really passive way to make me suffer.
    Girls, sheesh.
    I’ll be back by next weekend once this publicity circuit is done, and I’ll begin filming my first lead role in a major film.
    That’s my life right now, and the realization has my head spinning.
    “Earth to Blake: How’s my sister taking all of this?”
    I turn to him, seeing that he’s now sitting up, wide-eyed and awake.
    “She’s taking it moment by moment. I don’t think she’s really wrapped her head around it all, and I guess neither have I.”
    “What’s there to get?”
    I know Josh deals with clientele in this entertainment industry most of the time, but for me, my spotlight has usually come in the form of camera stills, instead of a moving picture, which for some reason feels more intimidating. It’s a world that definitely feels bigger than me.
    It’s been a long time since I’ve felt like a little fish in a big pond, and when you add a new relationship to the mix,
overwhelming
would be an understatement.
    Josh continues, “Skyler can be a bit needy, and she’s
unfortunately
crazy about you. Don’t forget, she doesn’t understand much more of our world than what her
Cosmopolitan
magazine tells her. Her head stays buried in her textbooks.” He pauses, as if thinking over his previous words before adding sharply, “And it should stay that way. She has a really bright future, and I don’t want her sidetracked.”
    My eyes waver as I digest the comment, and I know that mentioning that I somehow got Skyler involved in an impromptu photo shoot with   Giovanni Vigilucci
 
might not be the best of ideas, at least not now.   Though, I’m sure I will have to eventually.
    Guilt finds a