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"Yeah," he said quietly

"What’s wrong?"

"Nothing Shot down again" He fashioned his hand into a gun andbecause I have to work?"

"I don’t pout"

Sure looked like pouting to her "Are you whining because I have to work?"

"No, I’ because you’d rather work than spend a week in LA with me" Under his breath, he muttered, "Why do I always sound like the chick in this relationship?"

"Won’t you be working on the new albuood to have a few days to col ect our thoughts and get so when you’re near Al this slacking bothers me"

He took her hand and put it on his crotch "Does that feel slack to you?"

"No one said you were slacking You’ve been co on one awesome show after another" She loved to watch hile hith of his black lashes fascinated her When he blinked, her attention shifted to the harsh line of his wel -sculpted cheekbone covered with a light shadow of beard

"You’re not slacking," he said "You’ve been doing your survey things with the groupies"

"I have," she agreed, "but col ecting the data is the tip of the iceberg I have to analyze the data Do statistics Hopeful y, find so trends in the results and write journal articles for publication This project is real y important to my future and I have a lot of work to do"

"And I interrupted your work again this "

"I wish I could say it annoyed rinned and squeezed his ck gently with the hand stil in his lap His body tensed "I’d be lying though"

Myrna placed an open-ently sucked his flesh into her rowl of approval made her niles taut

She unfastened his pants and found hi free, and she wrapped her hand around the base

"Can you drive?" she asked

"I arinned at her "There’s only one way to find out"

She kissed the corner of his th of hiue over the s cool breaths across his flesh to draw delighted shivers fro to urge her to suck hi to tease him She squeezed and relaxed her hand at the base of his ck while she trailed her tongue over his flesh He grew harder And harder Myrna’s own exciteet the better of her A sha this hard in her mouth

There was a loud honk as one of the tour buses pul ed up beside thehway Myrna sucked Brian into her mouth

"Ah God," he cried He hit the brakes

Myrna jerked her head away so she didn’t bite hi halt on the shoulder, with theels on the paveearshift up into park and reached for her "Turns out that no, I can’t drive with my ck down your throat"