Chapter 38. The Party

Drake’s POV

My dick started to come to life in my jeans at the same thought of making a movie with Lynn. If she ever agreed to it, I’d never fuck another woman ever again. We’d be the stars of the industry and make tons of films and millions of dollars, but I knew that was just a dream. Lynn doesn’t even know what I do for a living. She might completely freak out and when she finds out. Fuck… if she finds out. I’m not ready to lose her yet.

“We were thinking about entering that threesome you had back in New York about a month ago. What do you think?”

I remember that shoot very well. My dick was a champ all day long and I didn’t even need a little blue pill to keep him alive. Being with two women at the same time, though, was fucking killer on my control. I remember almost blowing my load several times before I finally got the go head to do just that.

“That’s a good one. Yeah, enter that one,” I replied.

“Perfect. I’ll contact Missy and