Mr. Hollywood (Celebrity #1)

Mr. Hollywood

By

Lacey Weatherford

Rave Reviews for Mr.
Hollywood!

“Being a famous, hot Hollywood actor doesn't mean your
real life is perfect. Lacey Weatherford beautifully brings to life the
struggles of a super star Hollywood actor who was a small town boy that made it
big in Hollywood, only to lose himself along the way. Can his first true love
help him find his way back?
You don't want to miss this beautiful and steamy
love story!
”

 -Vonnie Hudson,
Book Cafe

“Lacey Weatherford has done it yet again! Just when you
think you have found a favorite book she sneaks up on you and
BAM
does
it again. She shows us that a perfect life isn't always the glitz and glamour,
it's the people you choose to love and covet that makes the true star rise.
Bravo
for another awesome book!
”

 - Lisa Markson,
The Paranormal Bookworm

“Lacey Weatherford sure knows how to grab the attention
of the reader. With the details,
it makes you want to continue reading the
book and never put it down.
She knows how to bring her characters to life.
The life of a famous actor is not as glamorous as you would think. Can the big
time actor really find true love from his past?”

- Stephanie McCamy,
Book Café

“
Z
McCartney is my new addiction
—one I never want to be cured of! So tortured,
so sexy . . . he's at the top of my list for new book boyfriends!”

-
Belinda Boring,
Bestselling Author of The Mystic Wolves and Bittersweet
Melody

“Lacey Weatherford has such a way of writing that this
book makes you feeling like you are watching a movie reel in your mind. Her
perfect use of words, plot, and emotions will make you go on a rollercoaster
and never want to get off.
This is one of my favorite books of hers ever!
”

 – Julie Engle,
Book Café

Mr. Hollywood

By

Lacey Weatherford

Mr. Hollywood

A Celebrity Novel

 
Copyright © 2015
Moonstruck Media

and Lacey Weatherford

Edited by Ellie McLove,
Love N’ Books

Formatted by Kamery
Solomon, Stargazer Design

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For my one true love, James. You are my life!

Prologue

Zane

“
Hey,
cowboy,
”
Aubrey
’
s soft words washed over me and I
turned, finding her standing in the wide barn doorway, wearing a white
sundress. The light shone behind her, highlighting all her curves through the
thin fabric, and I could tell she wasn
’
t wearing a bra.  Immediately, my
body responded, growing harder, as I took in the vision of loveliness that
constantly tortured my dreams.
“
I
’
ve
been waiting for you to get here all morning.
”
She
smiled.

Hefting a bag of feed from the wheelbarrow, I moved it
onto the stack against the wall.
“
I just arrived. Tell Brent I
’
m sorry I
’
m late. My dad needed some extra .
 
.
 
. help .
 
.
 
. this morning.
”

“
It
’
s okay. My dad isn
’
t here. He and Mom decided to take
a trip into town for some supplies. He said not to expect them back until this
afternoon.
”

“
They
’
re gone?
”
I asked, swallowing thickly, as she
sauntered past me and began climbing the ladder to the hayloft. I couldn
’
t take my eyes off her as she moved
higher, not stopping until she reached the top and stepped onto the floor
above, flashing me a significant peek of her lacy, white underwear.

Holy fuck.
My cock was so hard it was
straining against the zipper of my jeans.

I
’
d never wanted a girl as badly as I
wanted this one. Every night I was tortured with dreams of trying to get inside
her. Cold showers and I were becoming the very best of friends, as I attempted
to keep things reined in, not wanting to pressure her. I wanted to wait until
she was ready. I just hoped I didn
’
t die first.

Abandoning my task without another thought, I followed
her up the ladder, finding her leaning in the doorway of the loft. I joined
her, and for a few moments, we both stared out across the rolling vista, with
its wide-open prairies, surrounded by low-lying hills and mountains in the
distance. Glancing back at Aubrey, I forgot all about the view. Well, at least
that
view. I
’
d never seen a prettier picture
than the girl standing in front of me. A few strands of her long, dark hair
blew around her face softly. The white of her dress made her olive toned skin
seem even more tan than usual, and I simply wanted to run my fingers over every
inch of her exposed body and then some.

Moving to her side, I slid my hands around her tiny
waist and pulled her gently toward me. She didn
’
t
speak, but her hazel colored eyes locked with mine, and I saw the longing
inside them. Unable to help myself, I captured her plump lips, parting them
with my tongue so I could taste her properly. A soft whimper escaped her, and
she wrapped her arms around me, thoroughly kissing me back.

Everything about me belonged to her. I wondered if she
knew she owned me
—
heart and soul.

I wasn
’
t sure when I
’
d stopped thinking of her as the
best friend and playmate of my childhood and started wanting her instead. I
’
d tried on several occasions to
pinpoint the exact moment I
’
d fallen in love with her, but with
no success. There were too many great moments in our past together. Loving her
was an accumulation of all of them.

Aubrey Hart set a fire in my bones unlike any other
girl I
’
d been with. She knew everything
about my past, and every success and failure in my life. She knew about all my
previous crushes on various girls, and she knew exactly which of those girls
had ended up naked beneath me. Shit, she probably knew exactly how many times I
’
d slept with each one, as well. I
shared everything with her
—
everything. Maybe that was why I
connected to her so much. She knew me better than anyone. Whatever the reason,
I couldn
’
t get enough of her.

Kissing her repeatedly, our mouths tangled together
hotly, as hands roamed freely over each other, until my throbbing cock was so
hard I worried I might explode right there. Tearing myself away, I moved
several steps backward. It was becoming more and more difficult to control
myself around her, not that I was in control much anyway.

“
I
.
 
.
 
. I better get back to work,
”
I lied, panting. I didn
’
t want to go anywhere. This was
exactly where I wanted to be.

Aubrey stared at me for a moment, before strolling
casually over to where some old saddle blankets sat in a stack behind me. I
watched as she picked one up and spread it out across a thick pile of hay.
“
I thought maybe you could stay for
a while. I want to spend as much time with you as I can before you move to Los
Angeles. We only have a couple days left, you know. We should spend as much of
it together as we can.
”

A nervous chuckle rippled through me.
“
As much as I would like that, I
think I
’
m already way past being able to
stop if I start kissing you again.
”

She shrugged.
“
That
’
s
okay. I don
’
t want you to stop. Think of it as
my gift
—
a happy send off for you until we
can see each other again.
”
Her words were quiet, but
firm.
“
Please stay?
”

She didn
’
t have to ask me twice.

Crossing the space in two strides, I scooped her in my
arms, gently laying her back on the bed of straw.

“
You
’
re sure?
”
I asked, gazing into her eyes,
hopeful.

Staring at me, she nodded, the tip of her tongue
darting out and briefly licking her lips.
“
I
’
m
sure. I
’
ve never wanted anything more.
”

Relief shot through me, along with a heavy dose of
fire.
“
Me either.
”
Still, I halted, her words giving
me pause.
“
You know I
’
ll be back for you soon, right? I
can
’
t stand the thought of leaving you,
even for a minute. These first few weeks, I
’
ll
be rooming with other people, but as soon as I get settled in with a place of
my own, I
’
m coming to get you.
”

“
Don
’
t worry about that now. It
’
ll work out as it should.
”
She ran a hand over one of my arms,
squeezing my biceps on the way past and even that simple touch turned me on
more.

Shifting, I reached behind me, digging in my back
pocket for my wallet, only to realize I
’
d left it at home.
“
Shit! I don
’
t have any condoms with me.
”
I flashed an apologetic look at
her.
“
I forgot my wallet.
”

Her face showed disappointment, and she bit her lip as
she considered this development.
“
Can
’
t
you just pull out, or something, when you
’
re ready? I really want to do this
with you, Zane. This might be our last chance before you leave.
”

I didn
’
t even take the time to reply, not
wanting to wait a moment longer. Crushing my mouth to hers, my hands wandered,
finding the hem of her short dress and gathering it. Sitting up, she allowed me
to pull it off over her head.

There were no modesty issues between us. I was no
stranger to her body, having spent hour upon hour in the past, just like this
—
sucking on and petting her mostly
naked form while she writhed and moaned beneath me.

I
’
d helped her find release on
numerous occasions, both with my fingers and my mouth, and she
’
d returned the favor, relieving me
with her mouth, too.

Memories of past blowjobs flitted through my mind,
making me smile. God, I loved watching her head bob up and down on me. She was
like the fuckin
’
dick whisperer, or something,
the way she constantly brought me to full attention whenever she was around. My
shaft had turned into a damn water witch, and it was constantly directing me to
her, as if it were a compass.

I
’
d once teased her that I
’
d always be able to find her if she
ever got lost because my erection would point me straight to her. She laughed
so hard, she cried, and then she blew me again and let me come all over her
bare breasts. It had been friggin
’
hot!

Despite all the times we
’
d
messed around together though, we
’
d never crossed this last and final
barrier. She was still technically a virgin. And despite all the times she
’
d graciously relieved my throbbing
arousal, all I could seem to think about was burying it deep inside her.

Now, I couldn
’
t get out of my clothes fast
enough, trying the whole while to keep kissing and touching her as I did so.
Finally, our naked bodies were pressed together, and I sucked one of her tight
nipples into my mouth. Arching against me, she moaned heavily, and I slipped my
hand lower, sliding a couple fingers inside her, and finding her wet and ready
for me.

“
Damn,
”
I whispered, hoping I could last
long enough to bring her some pleasure as well. Too long, I
’
d waited for this moment, and now
that it was here, I was afraid I might explode the second I entered her. I was
so keyed up.

Kissing her a few mere moments longer, she was already
writhing against me, begging for more, and I was anxious to give in to those
demands.

“
Please,
Zane,
”
she whimpered. Her hands ran over
my skin, reaching down between us, as I shifted above her, and grabbing my
length. Slowly, she rubbed the head of my dick over her wet slit.

I clenched my teeth, trying to resist the urge to just
pound into her. I didn
’
t want to hurt her, especially
since she
’
d been scared about my size and
whether or not I
’
d fit inside her in the past. I
’
d
religiously
reassured her that she
’
d handle my cock just fine, but
somehow that reassurance hadn
’
t served to comfort her much. So I
let her blow me, instead, and enjoyed every second of it. But now
—
now my dreams were finally going to
come true.

I was going to have the girl I loved.

My rounded tip slid inside her.
Fuck!
I wasn
’
t even two inches in yet, and my body
was already screaming at me. Slowly, I pressed forward, maintaining eye contact
with her. She stiffened as I reached the barrier.