by Sam Crescent
The one constant within the last week he’d noticed was the fact she was always nice, no matter what.
“Please don’t say anything,” she said.
“I’m not going to say anything. There’s nothing to say, and it’s no one’s business but your own.” He took her hand and placed a small kiss across her knuckles. Adam wanted her to be comfortable when she was around him.
“I’ve not done anything, and I’m terrified about the scenes we have to share. During my career I’ve only had to kiss, not do any of these scenes.”
“Would you like to perform them in private before we get to them?” he asked.
“I’d like that.”
“Are you a virgin?” He couldn’t help but ask. She’d never done any intimate scenes, and they made her nervous. She was only nervous because she didn’t know what to actually do, right? Shit, he was out of his depth. This was why he loved action movies. There was no room for him to connect to anyone or even like them.
Sarah was the first woman he had real chemistry with. He cared about her.
“Yes, I am. It’s probably silly in this industry, but I am.”
“It’s not silly.” Unusual, sure, not silly though.
She took a deep breath. “So, how do you want to work this?”
“Kiss me.”
Her gaze moved to his lips, then back up again.
“Just kiss you?”
“Yes.”
Sarah placed her hand on his thigh, leaning in close. His heart started to race, and his dick had a mind of its own, wanting her hands on his body. Adam was attracted to her.
Fuck!
He’d known all week that they had chemistry. Watching the scenes play back to them after each one, he couldn’t deny it. There was something between them that just lit up onscreen. When he was with her, he didn’t want it to end. She’d gotten underneath his skin, and he felt protective of her. Adam had even gotten Niles to stop newspapers running scathing reports about them.
He didn’t want to see her cry.
The moment her lips hit his, he couldn’t resist reaching out and sinking his fingers into her hair. She jerked back, and placed a hand to her lips. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry. We’re supposed to kiss normally, like friends, and then the kisses are supposed to be hot, sexy.”
She nodded. “I’m not used to this.”
“It’s why we’re doing this.” Cupping her cheek, he leaned in close and claimed her lips. He didn’t brush his lips against hers. At first her hand went to his shoulder as if to push him away. Slowly, he deepened the kiss, licking his tongue across her bottom lip. She gasped, opening up, and he took advantage, sliding his tongue inside.
She moaned, and he groaned.
Kissing Sarah was like heaven. He held her face with both hands, kissing her and feeling more in a simple kiss than he ever had fucking random women or costars. With Sarah it all felt real, not fake. Kissing her was an addiction, and he didn’t want to stop. She was beautiful, hot, and he wanted to claim her.
Pulling away, he sucked her bottom lip into his mouth before finally letting her go.
“Wow,” she said, licking her lips.
His cock thickened. “You’re a fantastic kisser.”
She chuckled. “I doubt that. You did everything.”
He’d not let her face go. “Do you want to try again?”
“Is it wrong that I do?”
“No, not at all.” He wanted it. Damn, he wanted to strip her naked and kiss every inch of her body.
For the next two hours all they did was kiss. Adam guided her, trying his hardest to teach her how to kiss, or at least pretending to teach her. Sarah was amazing. Her lips on his had him hard as rock. Sitting down with her gaze on his face gave him the opportunity to hide the fact he was turned on.
“Do you want a drink?” she asked.
He glanced over at the time to see it was after ten. “I better head back to my trailer. Raincheck on the drink.”
“Sure. It’s getting late, and I’m tired.”
Her lips were red from their kisses. Standing up, he moved toward her, dropping a kiss on her lips. “See you tomorrow, baby.”
“You’re a very good actor, Adam. The action movies were lost on you.” He waited until she locked the door to her trailer before heading back to his own. She thought he was acting with her. Kissing her was the most natural thing in the world. He was so damn aroused, and wanted a hell of a lot more with her. Once he was locked away in his trailer, he removed his jeans and took his dick in hand. Sliding his hand up and down the shaft, he closed his eyes and imagined it was Sarah before him. In his mind it was her hand sliding up and down his shaft, bringing him pleasure.
He played a fantasy out, thinking of her taking him into her mouth and working the tip. It didn’t take him long to find his release, and he grunted as he spilled his seed onto the floor. He’d been so impatient that he’d not even made it to the bathroom.
When it came to Sarah, he truly was fucked.
****
The days passed, and on location she got to spend her evenings in her hotel room. The movie was developing wonderfully, and Mitch had nothing but great things to say. The romance had already started playing out, and when they needed to do some rewrites Adam didn’t make waves.
Throughout the day, Adam treated her like a friend, getting her coffee, chatting with her. No one would have any idea what they did at night.
Around eight at night, he knocked on her hotel room, and for three to four hours they practiced some kissing scenes. When they were alone, he teased, joked, and made each encounter fun. She loved those moments, and she loved kissing him. In fact, the best part of her day was at night when they were alone.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
She nodded, staring down at the script. Mitch had told her that they needed to perform one of the intimate scenes today, and she hadn’t been prepared. Dean wasn’t available, as Martha had more chemo today. She didn’t want to pull him out because she was nervous about actually pretending to have sex.
There had been some kind of timing error, and the hotel they were using as the set for the conference scene wouldn’t be available in a couple of months.
In this scene, David and Piper were going to argue about her flirting with his business associates. It was an important point within the movie as it was the first scene where they really let go. All of their chemistry had been building to this one point.
“You look like you’re going to be sick.”
“Has Mitch told you?” She chanced a look at him.
“He’s told me, and you don’t need to worry.”
“We’ve got to have angry sex across a conference table, with you spanking my ass. It’s not exactly loving.”
He chuckled. “Babe, we’ve got this, and you’ve got to learn to trust me.”
“I do trust you. We’ve not exactly practiced this, though. I can’t help but be nervous.”
Adam sighed. “We’ll see what happens, and then we’ll talk about what to do afterward.”
They didn’t have much longer to talk as Mitch called for them to start. Placing her coffee on the small table beside her chair, she walked onto the set. She wore four-inch heels, and the pencil skirt hugged every single inch of her body. The white blouse stretched over her breasts. The wardrobe department had fitted her with white lace.
When she’d taken a look at herself in the mirror, she thought she looked sexy. Now, she just felt like a whale. Her diet had to be put on hold as Mitch wasn’t making a movie for skinny women. He was making a real movie, with a real woman.
Taking a seat, she ran fingers through her hair and picked up the notebook and pen. In her mind she was a nervous wreck, yet she picked her character up easily. Piper was the kind of woman she always wanted to be. Hot, sexy, and had an attitude. According to the script, Piper was the kind of woman men wanted. She was a whore in the bedroom, and a lady in the kitchen.
Adam took his se
at at the head of the table, and Mitch shouted for the room to be silent. After several seconds, he called the fateful word “action”. He wanted to do one run-through of the scene, and then he’d start picking it apart.
“I’m sure David doesn’t mind doing his research. He’s thorough like that. It’s how he’s made his company, building it up.” She ran a pen across her bottom lip, tilting her head to the side.
Several of the men gave chuckles. The scene played out with Adam snapping at her, making her serve coffee. Ten minutes later, she was taking the cups from the table toward the tea-making set. She ignored the cameras even as her heart pounded.
“What the fuck are you doing?” Adam asked.
Turning around, she glared at him. “Me? What about you? I’m your PA. I’m not some tea lady. You completely insulted and humiliated me.”
“I got rid of you. Your flirting was giving the wrong impression!”
“Flirting? I was doing no such thing. Haven’t you known people to be nice because they can be?” She finished placing the cups on the tea set and moved toward him. “What is your problem? You’ve been snapping, yelling, and being overbearing throughout this whole trip. If you didn’t want me to come, then say so.”
“I don’t want you flirting.”
“I’m not flirting.”
“What’s with the whole pen running across your lip?”
“I’m thinking.”
“That’s not thinking. It’s a come-on.”
She snorted. “The only thing you know is women coming onto you. I wasn’t thinking sex or anything else.”
Before she could finish her sentence, Adam grabbed her and hauled her up against him. “You may not be thinking sex, but every other man was, and they wanted inside you.”
Sarah gasped, and Adam was kissing her, sinking his fingers into her hair, and ravishing her mouth.
It’s a scene. It’s a scene. It’s a scene.
Remembering the script, she started fighting him, and throughout it all Adam kissed her. Slowly she stopped fighting, and melted against him. He turned her and lifted her onto the table, pushing her skirt up her thighs.
“Fuck me, Piper. I need this. I need you.” He grabbed her shirt, and tore it open. “Fuck, you’re perfect.”
There was some fumbling with his jeans, and then they were imitating two people having sex. Her pussy was on fire, wishing it was for real.
“Cut!” Mitch shouted the word, and Adam paused, resting his head against hers. “That was perfect.”
Adam helped her off the table, getting her ready so she could go and watch the scene unfold.
Her nerves were shattered, and she was so aroused, she struggled to hide it.
What did surprise her was the fact Adam had been rock hard when he pressed against her. What did that mean?
Chapter Five
Adam knocked on Sarah’s door and ran fingers through his hair. Today had been fucking intense. His dick had never been so fucking hard, with no chance of getting any reprieve. During his career he’d fucked many women, and even done the whole sex thing on set. Never had he been into a scene like he was today. At the last minute he’d had to stop himself from pulling her panties out of the way and fucking her.
She opened the door, and she wore a robe. “Hey,” she said.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. I’m just feeling a little out of it.”
He closed the door and watched her. She’d been in either the shower or bath as her hair was wet. Her legs were bare beneath the robe. Before coming to her hotel room, he’d been thinking of the ways he could tell her he wanted to do more than act with her.
“There’s something I want to tell you,” he said.
“What is it? Was it about today? Was I horrible?” She winced and cringed, and he hated it.
“No, it wasn’t about today. There’s something I want to tell you, and you can kick me out.”
“You’re making me nervous.”
“I want you.” There, he’d said it.
“What?”
He’d never been one to talk about his feelings, and right now he was finding it difficult to tell her what he actually wanted to say. “Today, it was hard for me.”
She groaned. “It was my fault, wasn’t it? I was really bad, and you hated acting with me. I knew I should have called Dean and told him we weren’t good together for this movie. I’m really sorry.”
Unable to find the words, he placed his hand on her waist and pulled her in close. His cock pressed against her. “This is what I’m trying to say.”
She looked down between them. “What?”
“I want you, Sarah. I’ve wanted you from the moment I first saw you.”
“The audition?”
“Yes, the audition, and every other moment between. I want you, Sarah.”
“You keep saying want, but I don’t know exactly—”
“I want to fuck you. When we’re apart, it’s all I think about.”
“Okay, I’m kind of confused. Men always want to have sex, right?”
“No. Not all the time. I want to be with you, and it’s not because of the movie or anything else. When I’m with you, there’s a connection. I’ve never had a connection like we do.” He took hold of her hand.
“I’m a virgin.”
“I know, and I don’t care. I’m happy to take our time. I don’t want to rush you into anything. I thought it would be best to get my own feelings out for you to know.” He tugged her close, and pressed a kiss to her lips. “I’m going to leave you alone now and let you think about what I’ve said.”
He moved away, heading toward the door.
“Adam?”
“Yeah.” He glanced over at her.
“This is what you want?” She unwrapped her robe, and flashed her body at him. The flash was fleeting, but he saw enough of it to make him want more. He wanted all of her body. Her tits were large and pert, with big red nipples. She had a rounded stomach, thick thighs, and hips. What struck him most was how natural she looked. There was nothing fake about her. He’d been with women who were pretty much plastic. He wasn’t into women who changed their bodies because of an imperfection. The industry that he’d been so consumed with had been partly built on removing imperfections.
This movie had opened his eyes, and he’d finally discovered himself again with Sarah. She made him whole, made him want to be a better man.
She closed the robe and tied it up.
“Do you think you’ve put me off?” he asked, tugging his shirt up. If she wanted to play with fire, he was more than happy to play along. He pulled his shirt over his head and removed his jeans, showing her exactly what his problem was.
His dick stood out, thick, and rock hard. “This is what you do to me, Sarah. Every time I’m with you, I’m rock hard.”
Her mouth was open, and she stared at his dick, then at him before returning to his cock. “You’re naked!”
“Duh.”
“You’re not put off by me?”
“No. I’m turned on by you.” He’d already kicked his shoes off, and he made his way toward her.
She took a step back, but her steps back were nothing compared to his advances. He tugged open her robe and wrapped an arm around her waist, pressing her naked body against his. “This is what I crave, you naked against me.”
Sarah put her hands on his shoulders, but she didn’t push him away. “This is really happening? I’m not asleep right now?”
“You’re not asleep. Right now you have a naked Adam Feltworth in your hotel room, wanting a lot more from you than being your costar.”
“This stuff doesn’t happen to me.” Her nipples pressed against his chest, and it took every ounce of control not for him to stare down at those beauties.
“It’s happening. My dick is next to your stomach, and I really liked the idea of fucking you, and us doing a lot more than is in the script. I nearly lost my mind today with how much I wanted you. Your panties were in the way.”<
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“The camera crew?”
“I didn’t give a shit about them. I was only interested in you. I forgot about Mitch and everyone else. All I cared about was you.”
“I’m not ready.”
“We’ll take it slow, and only when you’re ready we’ll take it to the next step.”
****
That was exactly what happened. Adam stuck to his word and took his time with her. Sarah loved every second they spent together. When they were on set no one knew they were involved. Each night after Mitch called cut, Adam would wait an hour before knocking on her hotel room door.
In between the movie, they were also scheduled for chat shows and interviews. The studio wanted them both to promote the movie heavily, and they had to be seen together. Talking with strangers about the movie was the hardest as they all asked Adam most of the questions.
Adam was such a sweetheart as he always brought her into the conversation, reminding everyone that they were promoting their movie.
Dean wasn’t able to attend any of the interviews with her as Martha had started to recover, and he didn’t want to leave her. He still handled everything for her. The months went by, and it wasn’t long before the intimate scenes were upon them. Behind closed doors they had been acting out a great many of the scenes, even naked, which was a shock.
Even though Adam liked to have time with her where they talked and cuddled together, they were still working.
“Tomorrow, we’re doing the making love scene.”
The remaining scenes for the movie had been broken down to four. They’d already done the initial boardroom scene, which had started their own relationship. Tomorrow would see them getting naked, rolling around in the bed, and pretending to have sex.
He placed his hand on her stomach, and she stared down at his hand. She was naked on the bed, as was he. It was nerve-racking for her to be naked with him. Each night he wanted to spend a little time getting naked and just holding each other.
“Do you regret doing this movie?” she asked.
“No. I found you.” He stroked her stomach and leaned in close. “When this is all over, I don’t want this to end.”