I know, I had a feeling. Grant will get over it, he needs to be not such a baby. haha.
He gets a little whiny when he doesn’t get his way. But so do I, so I can’t blame him.

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I know, I had a feeling. Grant will get over it, he needs to be not such a baby. haha.
He gets a little whiny when he doesn’t get his way. But so do I, so I can’t blame him.
“Hey girl, I’ve got no problem with a healthy ego, god knows I’ve got one too.” He supposed one had to not only be comfortable, but confident in your body and your self-worth to do porn. There was definitely no lack of ego in this production company. “I mean, you can jump, just can’t promise that I’ll catch you,” he joked. “No, but seriously, I’ve been known to have one or two drunken make out sessions with a girl.” He gave the blond a knowing nod, “Yeah, there are some crazies out there, especially when it comes to porn.”
“We would be crazy if we had a small ego. People worship us.” At least, Malia liked to think so. She loved the attention she got. “You’d seriously let me fall on my ass? That’s mean.” She faked a pout, batting her eyelashes as she looked at him with puppy dog eyes. “Hey, when I jump someone, I don’t just make out. That’s high school play.” She then laughed, her fake sadness suddenly all gone. “There are some crazies you can see from miles away, so it’s easy to avoid them.”
“Yeah I can imagine that the pressure wasn’t easy to deal with. And besides, your current career is probably way more fun anyway.”
“Oh, way more fun. I don’t have to wear skin tight sequin dresses. And I don’t have to worry if my make up is all smudged. It’s actually a good thing!”
“I guess you have a point there.” Lucas couldn’t help but laugh at the girls confidence, “And it’s certainly not because of your modesty, huh?” he quipped back, offering a teasing wink. “One of the best parts of being a porn star is that having all of the casual sex we want is actually good for our job. Makes us better performers.” He caught the girls wide eyes of surprise, but simply nodded. “Yeah. You telling me you haven’t come across one of those crazy fanatics? They’ll ask you to sign some sort of body part, then later on that week they’ll post a picture of it tattooed on that same body part.”
“I shouldn’t be modest when I’m telling the truth, you know?” Malia was quite confident in herself, that was a fact. Well, most days anyway. “Exactly! You get me. Plus, no one seems to mind it when I jump their bones after one too many drinks. Well, maybe you would.” She laughed at her last remark, winking right back at him. “I actually never looked for that sort of thing on social media. Maybe I should. Though I might be completely horrified if I find someone with my autograph tattooed on their body.”
Whiskey Delights || Malia & Tom
Tom sucked in a breath through clenched teeth as her soft hand began stroking him. Each pump stiffened him further and made him pulse in her palm. The feeling of her lips trailing a path from his neck down to where he wanted them the most sent a wave of warmth across his skin. “Fuck yeah.” He replied, fire coursing through his veins as she looked up at him through thick eyelashes. Large, expectant eyes levelling him with a look that made Tom’s cock twitch in her hand. His jaw slackened, breath caught in his throat as a small, kitten like lick grazed his bulbous head, ripping a groan from his throat.
Once she saw the reaction she got from him, Malia wasted no time. With a gentle grip on him, she leaned down, her tongue licking a path from base to tip until pink lips finally wrapped around the head. Her eyes were glued to him the whole time, curious to see his every little reaction. She loved seeing the effect she had on people. Slowly, her mouth moved lower and lower, starting a steady rhythm in time with her hand.
How did you pick your porn name?
I’m a former beauty queen, so it’s only appropriate that I get to keep my title. That and the fact that I never disappoint is what made me a real Queen in the company.
“Don’t we all, Princess. Don’t we all,” he agreed. “That totally makes sense. I do the same thing. Sometimes it’s good to see what the other genres are doing. I can help with inspiration. Though not sure if you can really learn anything from my scenes. Word on the street is you can hold your own in a scene.” A light chuckle reverberated in his chest, “You’d be surprised. People have done it before.”
“Are you kidding me? Watching me helps me with what guys like. It’s research.” Malia grinned at him. “Well, of course. I am the Queen for a reason. Plus, I like sex. I get lots of practice.” She shrugged slightly, before looking at him with slightly wide eyes. “Wait, are you serious?!”
I better have or I say do over. I’m sure you wouldn’t swear off boys, but it would be hilarious.
I probably wouldn’t, I like it too much. I can almost see Grant’s face if I told him I’d never have sex with him again.
“I knew it! You got that whole beauty thing goin’ on. If you quit as soon as you could, I assume you didn’t like it all that much. But being Miss Almost Teen USA has gotta be pretty cool.”
“It was fun the first few years, and I got to spend time with my mom. But it’s a lot of pressure to deal with. You can’t miss a beat or you’re done.”
“Oh being a teenager sucked ass. You were in beauty pageants? You do look like you could’ve won a bunch.”
“I did win a bunch. My mom got me into it when I was five. I quit after turning eighteen. I was a step away from competing for Miss Teen USA.”
“And that was my middle school dream. Man, being an adult is awesome!”
“Right?? I like it way better than my teen years. I finally got away from the stupid beauty pageants.”
“Gasp! It’s like all my high school dreams are coming true.”
“Look at that! All you had to do was get naked and fuck people for a living.”
“Damn, you’re so popular. I’m jealous but I guess if I get to mooch off your popularity, I’ll take that.”
“Don’t worry. You’ll get popular too once they see you hanging with the cool kids.
“Aw man, I miss everything! I’d be totally into going out man! Invite me out next time.”
“I will. I’ll text you if anything comes up. I’m sure it will because I get party invitations almost every day.”
I better have gotten you off babe. Trust me, you’ll have a good time. You’d be coming back for more. Well it’s always something to cross off”
Oh, you did. Don’t even worry about that. Don’t tempt me, because I might. Oh god, what if I give up on boys after that? They’d be horrified!
“I wish I saw that. But I get it, it’s hard to keep in control when you have dancing and drinks. I have been known to bust a move while drunk off my ass.”
“You would have loved it. I took my top off at some point. You should come out with me sometime.”
I like it when I am the first girl to break into the new year with a fuck – even tho it was for work. I’m offering to fuck you, yes.
Well, you got me off, so let’s pretend it counts? Okay, then I’m taking you up on that offer because that’s something I want to cross off my list. I did it once and I barely remember it, I was so drunk.