Little Star

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                CHAPTER 1

Let's say you were given one of two choices, one was to go home and rot in your bed completely alone eating your fifth Ben and Jerry's or take up a once in a lifetime offer from a man willing to give you a taste of a life you've never tried.

The smarter side of me wants to choose the safe option, but something about the way my friend is always telling me how I never take risks and somehow nicely tells me I'm going to be a lonely old hag who dies alone was honestly enough to make me choose the ladder. I was never one to jump the gun on anything, especially with a man i've only shared two words with prior to our current conversation. Yet the way his lips tilted up in a small smirk I just knew I was doomed from the start.

"So what's in it for me?" I tried to sound confident, as if this was just another normal Friday night out on the town and I wasn't potentially putting my entire life on the line for some man I just met. 

"Well aside from getting your rocks off every night, I'll be more than happy to give you half of the profit we earn," somehow he had leaned in so close his lips were grazing my ears as if telling me a secret, and honestly I prayed no one could hear us "and don't pretend for one second you haven't thought about your thighs wrapped around me while I-"

"Okay okay! That's enough talk of that, I'll think about it..." the fact that I was even fancying this guys sick fantasies was honestly enough to make me question if I was actually thinking about what he was suggesting. It was harder to just outright say no especially when the man in front of me was drop dead gorgeous, tall dark and handsome with piercing blue eyes and a nice thick beard. I'd be lying if I didn't think about how it would feel to have it scratching along my sensitive skin.

My whole body flushed and I could feel the man vibrate with a laugh.

"Miss I don't mean to be rude but I could've asked any other woman in this bar, but when I seen you sitting alone I just knew you were itching for a good time and I promise you that is what I can give you." He pulled away leaving me open to the cold, although the whiskey was keeping me quite warm I could still feel the space between us grow. I subconsciously leaned in closer trying to chase that closeness, one I hadn't felt in years.

"I'm not even pretty like some of these other girls, why would you want me?" I guess if I'm gonna entertain this bizarre idea he may as well know the real reason behind my hesitation.

"Yet again, I chose you," he snaked his hand up my thigh, moving my dress to the side slightly. I moved a tad closer not even worried that I was two inches away from falling off my chair. Was I really so desperate for some male attention that I was going to cave to this insane offer?

"Okay." Yes, yes I was...

His smile turned devilish and I instantly regretted my choice.

Did I seriously just say yes to being a pornstar?