Seeing Stars (The Celebrity 1)

“Don’t close your eyes, babe.” He ran a finger feather-light down the side of my cheek, and I fought to open my eyes, when all they wanted to do was close so I could get lost in his touch.

He moved in and out of me slowly, each time filling me more fully than the last. Every pull of his body made me want to scream out to make him stop as each push back in achingly fulfilled my desires. Our bodies fit perfectly, moving together in a synchronized rhythm that built quickly, and I began to pant.

“I wanted to take this slow,” Walker breathed out against me, “but I’m having a hard time. No pun intended.” Then he found my mouth again and swept his tongue swept across my bottom lip. I nibbled and sucked his bottom lip into my mouth before tilting my head to kiss his neck, to nip and lick at his skin the way he had mine. The salt on his skin turned me on even more, and I lapped at his neck greedily.

Our sweaty bodies slid against each other with each thrust, our mouths and hands desperate for each other as our passion built. My hands lowered to his ass and I pulled him harder, my nails digging into him as I pulled him hard against me.

“Walker, I think I’m going to—” I stopped short and gasped, my hips rising and pressing against him over and over again. “Oh yes, God,” I cried out, louder than I’d intended as a current of pleasure ripped through me, sending shivers down my spine.

“Madison.” Walker’s voice shook as he breathed out my name, his eyes wild as he watched my body jerk with spasms of ecstasy. When the contractions subsided, I loosened the grip I held on his backside and moved my hands along his slick skin to stroke along the tensed muscles in his back and shoulders. He stared at me deeply, his eyes never moving from mine as tiny beads of sweat dripped down his forehead.

He began to move in earnest then, and captured my mouth with his as he plunged himself as deeply inside my body as he could. He thickened inside me as his pace quickened, each thrust finding a new depth within me. “Oh God, Madison.”

I couldn’t look away from him as he reached his peak, his face twisting with pleasure, his eyes closing briefly as he shuddered. His body jerked as he thrust a final time before collapsing on top of me, both of us struggling to catch our breath.

Intense happiness and contentment swept over me as I stroked his neck, his heavy weight covering me as he gasped deeply, his heart thundering against mine.

“I’ll be better next time. And the next,” Walker breathed out and I laughed.

“What exactly was wrong with this time, might I ask?” By my calculations, it was more than amazing.

“I didn’t get to devour you the way I wanted,” he said, panting for air. “But give me an hour.”

He pushed up and rolled to sit on the side of the bed. I pulled up the tangled sheets around my chest and let out a happy sigh as he removed the condom, grabbed a tissue to wrap it in, and tossed it into the trash can at the side of the bed.

Crawling back into the bed, he stretched out and faced me, our foreheads nearly touching. “You realize you’re never leaving this bed, right?” His hand stroked my exposed shoulder and arm as goose bumps appeared.

My heart continued to race as I came down from my Walker Rhodes high. I laughed at his silliness, and said, “I’ll probably have to leave it at some point.”

“Only if I let you.” He raised an eyebrow and gave me a playful grin.

I poked his shoulder and teased, “I don’t know who you think you are.”

“The boss of you,” he said half seriously. “From today until forever.”

I wanted to argue just for the sake of arguing, but knew it would be futile. Walker would know I was lying. This man had bossed me around since the moment he came back into my life.

And I fucking loved it.

Eight Weeks Later

I sat in my tiny office at the Warren Taylor Agency, filtering through my day’s e-mails and waiting for my only client to arrive. The agency had wanted me to start there right away and I had obliged, beyond thankful for the opportunity. The staff and I bonded immediately over our distaste for poor business practices and even poorer bosses.

I had been wrong in my assumptions of the industry as a whole. Not everyone was a bad guy only out for one thing. So far, this company seemed to practice the ethical business standards that I held dear.

To be honest, a few of my new coworkers were wary of me in the beginning, not hiding their opinion that I only got a job because I was Walker Rhodes’s girlfriend. I couldn’t even argue the notion since it was in fact, pretty true. But once they saw how hard I worked and realized that I wanted to make a decent name for myself in the business, I earned their respect and friendship.

This job had already been completely different than when I worked for Jayson. Who, speak of the devil, seemed to be just as successful as the day I left. Part of me hated him for it, but the rest of me was thankful that I didn’t have to look in the mirror every day and see his face. I could hold my head high and feel good about the person I chose to be. I highly doubted that he could say the same.

“Knock, knock.” Walker’s voice drew my attention away from the computer screen and toward my office door.

“Hi!” I pushed back my rolling chair and ran into his arms. “I love it when you come see me in the office.”

“Because seeing you at home isn’t enough? You’re addicted to me.”

I smacked his shoulder and faked a scowl. I had practically moved in with Walker, spending nearly every night there. And I was pretty sure I’d be moving in officially before the end of the year. Keri had already approved of this plan and offered to kick me out if it would help speed up the process, but I didn’t want to leave her high and dry. It wasn’t like she struggled for money, but it was the principle. Besides, I liked having my own space. Not that I seemed to ever need it.

“I think you’re the one who’s addicted in this relationship,” I told him.