When your playing hard to get strategy backfires…big

Playing hard to get can be an effective strategy in real life and in romantic fiction – until it’s not. In this week’s blog, which picks up where last week’s left off, our hero Tan has come to the end of his frayed and horny tether. Sinna has proven herself to be more than a match for him when it comes to the waiting game a la sex.

The picture is of South Korean actor Yoo Yeon Seok. His drama “Warm and Cozy is on my list. So much to watch, so little time… soft, pink, pillow lipped, expert kissing ass…

XOXO,

SS

 

Tan should have been focused on their upcoming show, but he slipped around to the dressing room to see her anyway. Sinna was standing by a rack filled with clothes, talking quietly to Jon and Saint. Cressida stood off to the side as usual, waiting to be needed.

She wore one of her signature pencil skirts, dark denim today. A long-sleeved white blouse with a small print pattern was tucked neatly into her narrow waist. He squinted. The print was tiny red lipstick kisses.

His mouth quirked. She was charming, and he was ridiculous, skulking in the shadows spying like a stalker. His eyes traced the lean, elegant lines of her tall body. Her posture was perfect, her narrow shoulders and neat bosom perfectly aligned. Her long neck was unadorned except for the few wisps of hair that routinely escaped the top knot she used to restrain the soft, curly black hair he loved to wind around his fingers.

He decided right then and there, looking longingly at the nape of her neck, the wait was officially over. He’d concede. He wanted her now. Suddenly waiting seemed stupid and immature. Maybe he’d just slip the ring on her finger while she slept. If she liked it, she might not take it off.

What are you doing?

He jumped and spun around.

Nothing! Did he look as guilty and pathetic as he felt?

Who are you looking at? Did something happen?

Did you need something? Or, do you just like following behind people asking useless things?

The staffer looked startled by his tone, as intended. No! Sorry.

Tan walked off in a faux huff, praying his nosy coworker didn’t rat him out. He’d have to apologize for his rudeness later. Sinna was turning him into a wreck.

He was practically coming out of his skin he was so horny. It felt like he spent more time talking down his erection than he did working – and he worked all the time. It was also hard to deal with other women. Before he never minded female fans touching him. It was nothing to hold their hands or offer the occasional hug, to stand close when taking pictures. Now even that innocent contact irritated him.

Everything reminded him of Sinna. She was all he wanted, and there was nothing innocent about the way he wanted to touch her. He wanted to lock very door, strip her naked, and hold her until not even a breath of air could get between them. He wanted to lick her smooth brown neck, rub his cock between her legs until she ran wet and then –

He groaned. He didn’t quite know what came next. That was as far as they’d gone. He’d hump her until they both came, and then cuddle her until they fell asleep or one of them had to go somewhere.

This won’t do, he thought. I’ll go completely mad at this rate. That or cause a scandal walking around with this obscene cock stand. He had to admit defeat. Sinna wasn’t going to come to him. His little love was enjoying teasing him, and she’d made it perfectly clear that having stated his intentions, he would have to make the first move. Damn it.