Crossing The Line (A Taboo Love series Book 3) by Andria Large, M.D. Saperstein Page B

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    "You taste good," he murmurs, his smile changing into a naughty smirk.
    I suck in a sharp breath as I straighten. My eyes widen for a second on the man who just sucked me dry. His words send shivers down my spine. I realize that I’m standing there with my jeans around my knees when I see Chance’s eyes wandering down my body. He chuckles when I hastily yank my jeans back up and tuck myself away.
    Chance then grabs a paper towel and cleans up the mess he made on the floor. I can do nothing but watch him. I don't know what to say. Anything that comes to mind just sounds stupid. So I just stand there like an idiot instead. Chance tosses the paper towel in the trash before coming to stand in front of me. He grabs the back of my neck and pulls me down for a slow languid kiss. I begin to push him away as I’m caught off guard and slightly put off by the thought of tasting myself on him.  But to my surprise, I like it. I want it.  I pull him closer as some of the awkwardness that I’ve been feeling begins to melt away.
    Moments later, he pulls away slowly, laying a couple of lighter pecks on my lips before pulling completely away. We stare at each other for a moment. Something passes between us. Something that I don’t want to even acknowledge any time soon.
    I clear my throat. "It's uh...it's late."
    Chance raises an amused eyebrow. "Yeah, and I don't have a car. You gonna drive me home?"
    I frown. I forgot about that. "I have a guest room, you can crash here if you want," I say.
    Chance nods. "Sounds good."
    I take him upstairs and show him the room he'll be staying in, which is at the opposite end of the hallway from my room. I need space. I need Chance as far away as possible. I need to think. I need to go over what just happened and figure out what the hell it means. I leave Chance at the door of the guest room and hurry down the hall to my room, where I stumble through the door, quickly turning to shut it. I lean my forehead against the door and try to keep myself from hyperventilating.
    I just let a guy, a guy I’ve known for ten years, a guy that I don’t even like, suck me off. Does that make me gay? I’m so confused. I move away from the door and go over to the windows. I press my hands against the cool glass and hang my head. That was the best blowjob of my life. No woman that I’ve ever been with could even compare to what Chance has just done.
    I shiver slightly, close my eyes, and take a deep breath. What worries me the most is that I want more. I want Chance to go down on me again. I want to kiss him again. I push away from the windows and pull the sheer white curtains across them. Stripping as I walk, I climb into my large bed, naked. I roll onto my stomach, pull the covers up to my waist, and shove my head under my pillows. It takes a little while, but I finally fall asleep.

 
    Chapter Seven
    Chance
    I wake up to the sun in my face. I groan and throw my arm over my eyes. I slept pretty well; the bed is super comfortable. Cracking an eye, I look over at the clock on the nightstand. 7:00 am. Damn, we have to get up or we’re going to be late. I throw the covers off and take a quick shower in the bathroom that is attached to the bedroom I slept in. I dress in my clothes from yesterday, not really caring because I’m going to change at the set anyway. I brush my fingers through my still wet hair and head out of the room to go wake Parker up.
    I stop outside of the door I saw Parker go into last night. I knock softly before I open it. "Parker?" I call softly.
    I walk in a little farther, passing through a cozy little sitting area. My eyes are drawn first to the sheer curtains covering large floor to ceiling windows. I glance to the left. The sight I’m met with has my cock hard in two-seconds. Parker is sprawled out on a giant California king bed covered in navy blue satin sheets. He’s on his back, completely nude, both arms tossed above his head. One leg pulled up slightly and his morning wood