Priorities

Bella Jane lands in LA for the audition. She tries to stay focused, tries to ignore the way the casting agent's voice keeps pulling at her. The rule stays in her head until it doesn't. Through the window she catches her neighbor Markus Dupree with a girl, her legs open, his mouth low and busy between them. The sight knocks the last bit of hesitation loose. Bella turns, finds her own clothes suddenly wrong, and follows the heat in her skin. Soon she's on her back, fair hair spread across the pillow, Markus above her. He eats her slowly, tongue stroking through the soft blonde hair between her legs until she stops thinking about lines she shouldn't cross. She takes him in her mouth next, lips sliding, tongue working, his hand in her hair. When he slides inside her in missionary she meets every thrust, the tension of the day turning into wet sound and steady motion. Nothing else matters now.