by April Fire
Pulling me forward, to the very edge of the table, he used his hand to stroke the tip of his cock gently over my tender flesh.
“You’re so damn wet!” he exclaimed, and the growl that formed in his throat was almost enough to send me flying over the edge.
“Dean! Please!” I begged him, unable to control myself any longer. I needed him.
As though he sensed the desperation in my tone, he thrust himself deep inside me. I gasped at the sheer size of him. For a moment, I was alarmed, but as he grew still, my body became more accommodating.
“You alright?” he asked. I nodded, and he began to move, thrusting in and out, slowly at first. I gripped hold of his shoulders, my fingernails digging into the material of his shirt as he pulled it off, revealing his bare chest, “Ahh! Julia! You’re so tight!”
His words only aided in tightening me around his cock as pleasure enveloped me. I gasped and groaned as he worked my body towards its climax, and when I finally came, he came with me, hard, hot and fast, deep inside me.
“Ahh! Dean!” I screamed no longer caring who might be able to hear outside.
“Julia!” he gasped back, as he thrust himself as deep inside me as possible.
We grew still. Entwined together like we’d never been before. I grew limp in his arms, and simply enjoyed the fizzing sensations that zipped through my body.
“I think I’m actually going to enjoy working on this film,” Dean smirked against my ear, “I don’t think I’ve ever had so much fun on a shoot.”
“Is that all this is to you?” I said, slapping him, playfully, on the shoulder.
Dean pulled back, just enough to look me in my eyes, as he wrapped my cheeks in the palms of his hands, “This has never been just about fun for me.”
As he said those words, I saw the seriousness in his eyes. I felt my heart begin to swell. For the first time in my life, I trusted, one-hundred per cent, the word of a man other than my father.
“I’ve never felt this way before, Julia,” Dean shook his head, “I couldn’t escape my feelings for you, even if I tried.”
“This is something special then?” I asked, as I bit my lip and gave him a cheeky look from beneath my thick lashes.
“This is special - You are so damn special to me Julia,” with that, he leaned down and pressed his lips firmly against mine again. My entire world spun all over again and I felt myself melting into him.
It was in that moment that I knew, that no matter what happened with the film, there was no changing what Dean and I had between us. I could feel it growing stronger with every passing moment.
“I love you Julia,” he whispered against my lips, and I quivered at the sound of it.
“I love you too, Dean.” Never had I spoken a truer word than just then. I loved Dean Hollywood.
The End
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