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I gulped down the rest of my drink. I had a feeling I was going to need even more before the night was over. This party would be the perfect opportunity for me to move on with my plan of having sex with DeVon to get him out of my system. Why put off until tomorrow what I could do tonight? Or, more accurately,
who
I wanted to do tonight.

 
Chapter 14
 
 

DEVON

 

The drive from Hollywood took forever. I’d always loved the view, but tonight, I just wanted to get to the house. Some things were more beautiful than the scenery. As we finally topped the last summit point, we were at Mandeville Canyon. I looked over at Krissy who was staring at the view.

 

“I love these houses,” I said. “But the drive is ridiculous.”

 

As we got out of the limo and the music from the party reached us, I forgot all about the drive. It was time to show Krissy what it was really all about. What
I
was really all about. She’d seen me at work and I knew the kind of vibe I gave there. Now she needed to see how I could schmooze all these people, how I could charm any of them into pretty much anything. She needed to know that I didn’t just flirt with women to get laid. I wined and dined everyone in the industry to get what I wanted. Male, female. Directors, producers, actors, casting directors, all of them.

 

A few of the junior executives from various production companies were standing outside the house and I greeted them by name. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught Krissy looking surprised, then impressed. I didn’t blame her. Not many people in my position would bother to learn the names of anyone but those at the top. I’d built my company with hard work and charm, and the latter worked even better when it started at the bottom. This mentality had helped me build Mirage into what it was today. A surge of pride went through me.

 

“Wow,” Krissy breathed as she took in the entire picture.

 

I knew she came from money – I’d done my research, after all – but I also knew that this kind of party wasn’t like anything she’d seen back home. The house reminded me of Howard Leffner’s place. I’d only been there once. I’d gotten the impression he hadn’t taken too kindly to me fucking a couple of his girls since he’d never asked me back. All right, technically, there had been four of them, but in my defense, they’d started it.

 

Half of the guests were inside dancing and drinking, the other half outside by the pool where dozens of bikini-clad models were hanging out. Some were in the water, others on rafts. All around were middle-aged men practically coming in their pants watching the girls bounce around. A few of those I recognized as VIPs already had a couple girls hanging on their arms. There were even a handful of young men in skimpy shorts for the straight women and gay men. Morrison didn’t discriminate.

 

The two of us walked into the house and I kept the same strategy as I’d had at the premiere. Greet people, charm them, and use every opportunity I had to touch Krissy. Back at the theater, when we’d gotten out of the limo, I’d automatically put my hand on her back to move her through the crowd. I hadn’t realized that the cut of her dress would put her bare skin under my fingers and I’d actually had to take a few seconds to will away my body’s natural response. Once I’d gotten over the surprise, I’d found myself touching her again and again, even when it had become obvious that she’d known where we were going and that she was more comfortable. Now, I put my hand on her back, but this time, I let the tips of my fingers slide under the side material. I heard her catch her breath and the fire that had been smoldering inside me ignited. It was time to move in for the kill.

 

I leaned down as if the music was too loud for her to hear me over it and spoke in her ear. “Did you know that from outside, you can see the whole west side of LA?”

 

She turned her head just enough so that our faces were even closer together, but not so much that we were touching. “Show me everything.”

 

I really hoped I wasn’t imaging the double meaning in those words. I’d spent almost the entire movie thinking about all of the things I wanted to do to her. By the time the credits had started to roll, I’d been certain I’d need to excuse myself to the restroom just to alleviate some of the tension.

 

The two of us walked towards the set of French doors that led out back, but before we could get to them, someone stepped in front of us. I nearly cursed, but forced myself to bite the words back. Harlan Rickard was a director whose only claim to fame was
Into the Darkness
, a film that had actually managed to make money and get awards – fifteen years ago. He’d delivered flop after flop ever since, pieces of shit that were neither entertaining nor insightful. Still, he managed to get invited to parties and he generally spent his time telling anyone who’d listen about his ‘next big thing’ and trying to get naïve actresses into bed.

 

“DeVon,” he slurred. The glass in his hand was obviously not his first of the night. “Just the man I was looking for.”

 

I suddenly had a very bad idea where this was going to go. Harlan took a step towards me and when he spoke again, it was all I could do to keep from gagging. His breath reeked of liquor, tobacco and something so foul that I almost felt bad for the guy. Almost.

 

“I’ve decided that I’m going to let you represent me.”

 

The hand not on Krissy’s back curled into a fist. I wasn’t fond of people I liked telling me what I was going to do, much less people I couldn’t stand. “Is that so?” I kept my tone mild.

 

“I’ve been thinking about changing agencies for a while,” he said. “Margo used to be the hottest thing in town, but she’s getting old and I need someone new. Someone like you. Someone who can convince these studios of what they’re missing by not hiring me.”

 

If Krissy hadn’t been standing next to me, I would’ve had a couple things to say to Harlan about why he hadn’t done any decent work in fifteen years, but I was trying very hard to get Krissy to see me in a different light. If I could respond politely to this asshole, it might go a long ways to making this work tonight.

 

“I’m sure Margo can make a chance to retain her number one client.” I gave myself a pat on the back for not smirking when I said it. Everyone knew Margo wanted to dump him.

 

He shook his head. “Bitch keeps trying to pawn me off on some underlings, and half the time she won’t take my calls. No, I need someone who understands that I require special attention. A guy like me needs the top dog available twenty-four seven, all resources focused on me. If she’d been doing her job half that good, I’d be directing the new Dramer film instead of that asshole, Merlyn.”

 

I turned my laugh into a cough. I needed to get out of here before the heat that had been generating with Krissy burned out. “Tell you what, Harlan. Why don’t you let me talk to a few people and then we can sit down as see what Mirage can do for you.”

 

“Excellent.” Harlan clapped me on the arm, then looked over at Krissy. “I’ll be expecting for her to be one of the perks.”

 

Before I could lose my temper and knock his teeth down his fucking throat, Harlan staggered away. I took a slow, deep breath, then looked down at Krissy. “Sorry about that. Some people are just...”

 

“Dicks?” She supplied.

 

I laughed, a genuine laugh to my surprise. “I was going to say desperate, but that works, too.”

 

“Yeah, desperate is also accurate.” She paused, then asked, “Are you really going to have a meeting with him?”

 

I rolled my eyes. “Are you high? Of course not. I wouldn’t even be able to get that guy a job cleaning the set of a porn film.”

 

She laughed and the sound sparked that fire in me again. I wondered what other sounds she was going to make tonight.

 

“So, about that view?”

 

I offered her my arm. I would’ve preferred to keep my hand on her back, but I was trying to repair the damage Harlan had done and a bit of sweet humor was better for that. “If you’ll come with me, my lady.”

 

This time, she rolled her eyes, but she took my arm and the two of us went through the doorway and out onto the patio and pool area. The pool itself was impressive, with a waterfall coming down from a rock structure at the back. It flowed into a river that then carried the water into what had been designed to look like a jungle lagoon. Not my taste, but excellent architecture, I had to admit.

 

Not surprisingly, several of the women in the pool had already mysteriously lost their tops. I could feel Krissy watching me as my eyes skimmed over the women and moved on without lingering on any of them. I probably would’ve ignored them even if I hadn’t been trying to seduce Krissy. Fake tits didn’t generally do it for me, especially the ones currently on display. If you’re going to get them, at least make sure they’re proportional to the rest of your body.

 

No, I thought, there was only one pair of breasts I wanted to see tonight.

 

I led Krissy away from the activity and noise and over to a little, secluded alcove overlooking Mandeville Canyon. The view was spectacular and the location private enough that I knew we wouldn’t be interrupted. Krissy wasn’t the first woman I’d brought here. I’d even fucked a couple while admiring the view. I didn’t plan on that for Krissy, though. As much as I knew I had to fuck her so I could get my head on straight, I liked her enough that I wasn’t going to just have a quickie right here. Since we were only getting one night, I wanted to be able to take my time. I wanted to make her scream my name.

 

Now that we were here, though, I was suddenly unsure of what to do next. If she’d been one of my usual women, I’d just force her to her knees and have her blow me to get things started. If she’d been some empty-headed bimbo, I’d just grab her and kiss her. A little bit of groping and we’d be ready to go. But she wasn’t either of those things. Krissy was intelligent and strong. If I pushed too hard, I could ruin everything.

 

Well, there was one thing I knew she hadn’t objected to. I unwound my arm from hers and put my hand on her back again. This time, however, instead of just keeping it there, I let my fingers start to move over her skin. Lightly, nothing too suggestive. Little tingles of electricity moved up my fingers and arm, and I swallowed hard. What was that all about?

 

I didn’t have time to think about it because Krissy was moving. For a second, I thought she was pulling away from me, but that wasn’t it. She was actually turning towards me, closing the gap until we were only inches apart. Her heels made her tall enough that, while she still had to tilt her head to look at me, it wasn’t an awkward angle.

 

“Are you going to kiss me soon? Otherwise, I’m going to go fucking nuts.”

 

My eyebrows went up. I hadn’t been expecting that response. I wasn’t about to overthink it, though.

 

Our mouths crashed together and my hand flexed on her back as I pulled her tight against me. Her hands slid across my chest and I buried my free hand in her hair. My teeth scraped her bottom lip and she moaned, her hands sliding around my back and then down to my hips. I slid my tongue into her mouth and she did the same. Then, she lightly bit my lip and a bolt of pleasure went straight through me. I pulled back, suddenly hard as a rock. What the hell? Kissing was nice and all, but we hadn’t gotten done anything that should’ve made me feel like I was about to come in my pants. I’d never had that happen from a fully-clothed, no groping kiss.

 

I looked down at her. Her lips were still slightly parted and her eyes closed, as if she was savoring the kiss. My stomach twisted as I read the desire and passion on her face. My breath was coming faster and my heart was pounding, but it wasn’t from the kiss. Feelings were welling up inside of me, ones that I’d thought I’d gotten rid of for good. I liked that I’d made her moan. I liked the way she felt in my arms and that she wanted me, but it wasn’t the way I liked it with other women. It wasn’t about the power I had over them. She made me feel like I was something special, and it had been a very long time since a woman had made me feel that way.

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