Chapter 253

She might not have done blow in a couple months, but Juliet retained her skills at cutting lines. She deftly cut, chopped, and shaped four. She snorted two and an ecstatic look crossed her face as the rush hit her.

"This is something I love about Hollywood," she said with a smile. "Blow is everywhere, and it actually makes me feel so content and happy."

She offered me the straw, and I knew I wouldn’t refuse. I did my lines and, when I brought my head up again, Juliet was right there next to me. She played aggressor, kissing me, and pulling me to her.

"I need that dick, John," she said.

"You owe me," I teased. "My balls are deep blue."

We separated just long enough to laugh, and then our lips locked once more.

"What are you, a Smurf?" Juliet teased. Her blue eyes shimmered. "You’re right, I do owe you."

She reached between my legs and confidently ran her hand over my cock a