Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 61897 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 309(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61897 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 309(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
“With who?” I asked.
“Some women’s magazine. Cosmo, I think.”
“Cosmo, you think?” I said, laughing, but Liv was already walking away. We hurried to catch up with her.
She led us through the store and into the back. There was an employee lounge back there, which Liv hustled the two of us into.
“We can use this,” she said. “The Cosmo person will be here soon.”
“No cameras?” Selena asked.
“No. Just an interview.” Liv nodded and then left.
I looked at Selena. “Ready?”
“I guess so.”
“Don’t worry. It’s not taped, so it’s a lot easier.”
A minute later, a tall, bald, older man walked into the room.
“Nash Bell,” he said, “I’m Richard Mint, reporter from Cosmo.”
I stood up and shook his hand. “You’re not what I expected.”
Richard grinned. “Is it because I’m old and also a man?”
“Pretty much.”
“Well,” Richard said, “we don’t always choose our calling.” He sat down across from us. “You must be Selena,” he said.
She smiled. “Nice to meet you. I don’t think you’re old.”
Richard laughed. “Thanks, dear.” He pulled a small recorder, a notebook, and a pen from his bag. He placed them on the table and looked at me. “I’m going to hit record, okay?”
I nodded. “Go for it.”
He pressed the button and leaned back. “So, this should be quick and painless. I have a few questions from our readers for you two.”
“Okay,” I said. “Ask away.”
“First question is for you, Selena. What kind of panties does Nash prefer you wear?”
She blinked, surprised. “Excuse me?”
“Your underwear, dear. What’s Nash’s favorite pair?”
“Uh,” she stammered. “I, uh, black.”
I grinned hugely at her. She looked so incredibly taken aback. I probably should have warned her that these women’s magazine interviews tended to be all about sex, but it was a little more fun to see her surprise.
“Black?” Richard asked. “What sort, dear? Thong, boy short, bikini?”
“Thong,” Selena said, turning bright red.
“Very good,” Richard replied, writing something down. “Another for you, Selena. What is your favorite sexual position?”
She squirmed uncomfortably and looked at me. “Do I have to answer?”
“You don’t have to do anything, babe,” I said.
“Our readers are very curious about you, Selena,” Richard said. “I’d love it if you could tell me whatever you’re comfortable with.”
“Any position Nash puts me in is what I like,” she said quickly, looking down at her hands.
I laughed. “She likes it from behind, Richard.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Anal?”
“No!” Selena said quickly. “Oh my god, no.”
“Maybe,” I said, smirking hugely at her. “We haven’t tried yet.”
“Nash!”
“Very good,” Richard droned. He looked totally bored by the whole thing, but I was loving the way Selena reacted to everything. “Nash, what is your favorite part of Selena’s body?”
I stroked my chin. “Great question, Richard.”
“Thank you.”
“Well, she has a wonderful ass. Don’t you agree, Richard?”
“Of course,” he said simply.
“But I have to say, my favorite part is her lips. She has such a beautiful mouth.”
“A wonderful smile,” Richard agreed.
“I was thinking a lovely mouth for something else, but sure, her smile too.”
Selena looked absolutely shocked. “You can’t print that,” she said quickly.
Richard laughed. “Don’t worry. I’ll clean this up.” He looked at her. “Same question to you about him.”
“His arms,” she said quickly.
“Are you sure, babe?” I asked. “I think the part you ask for the most is my—”
“Nash!”
I leaned back and crossed my arms, grinning hugely at her. “My arms it is then.”
Richard nodded, writing it down. “Almost finished,” he said. “Nash, what first attracted you to Selena?”
I paused for a second. I could make a joke out of this, say something about the way her tits made my cock hard, but for some reason I was compelled to say the truth.
“It was the way she looked at me,” I said. “Like I was a regular fucking person, and she didn’t care about me one bit. That got my attention.”
She smiled slightly, relieved that I hadn’t said something else.
“And what about you to him, Selena?” Richard asked.
“He’s an asshole,” Selena said. “His cocky attitude, I guess.”
I laughed. “Not very flattering, babe.”
“Well, you are an ass.”
“An ass man, you mean. I’m wild for that sweet fucking ass.”
Richard smile at us. “You two seem like you’re really in love,” he said.
Selena looked back at him and was unable to speak for a second.
“We are,” I said quickly, covering for her. “Very much in love.”
She smiled and reached over to put her hand on my arm. “Yeah.”
“Last question. Selena. If you could change something about Nash, what would it be?”
She smiled. “Nothing. He’s perfect.”
Richard looked at me. “And anything about Selena?”
“I’d make it so that she never got tired.”
Richard raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean?”
“I’d like it so that she never got tired of me fucking her over and over. She has to sleep, and that can be very annoying when I want to keep making love to her all night long.”
Selena turned bright red and smacked my arm while Richard wrote that quote down. “Very good. Thanks you two,” he said, standing.