“It’s almost five, and it’s going to start getting light outside soon,” Eden confirmed for me in a hushed voice. “Oh my god, what if someone sees you sneak out of here?”
“No one will see me,” I said. “Your tent is right on the edge of the camp ground and the entrance is facing the forest, so no one will actually see me get out. I can just walk into the forest a bit and come out further towards my own tent so it looks like that’s where I slept. It’s so early that I doubt anyone will even see me anyway.”
“I guess so.”
“It’s still dark out as well, so we have a few more minutes before I have to sneak out,” I said, wrapping one arm around her and pulling her close. She was warm, and her bare skin on mine ignited a raging fire deep within me despite my tiredness.
“A few minutes for what?”
I gave her an incredulous look. “You really have to ask?”
I grabbed her hand and moved it to my crotch, and Eden’s eyes widened. “Oh! That….”
“Yeah, that.”
With that, my lips closed over her mouth, my tongue sliding out to caress hers. She moaned as I broke away, and the ache in my groin was so strong that it felt like my thighs were bruised. I wanted to fuck her again so badly, and judging by the look in her eyes right now, she wanted the same thing.
My arms encircled her, and then I flipped her over and pushed her down on her stomach before moving myself above and behind her. She gasped with surprise as my lips pressed into her neck, gliding over her soft skin. I left scorching trails wherever I went, and Eden gasped again as I bit her ever-so-softly on the slender muscle between her shoulder and neck.
“Beg for it,” I murmured.
“Mm…please…” she replied, throwing her head back as I nipped at her delicate skin again.
She sucked in a deep breath as I traced the small teeth marks I’d left with my tongue and then blew cool air on them. “Please what?” I asked.
“Please…fuck me!”
Her bare ass was pressed against me now, and I knew she could feel my thick cock throbbing steadily against her. I pressed it right up to the small of her back, rocking gently, and she squirmed and whimpered beneath me. One of my knees forced her legs apart, and she quickly arched her back as my hands crept over her, stroking and caressing her until I drew another long, shuddering moan of wanton need from her mouth.
“Shh,” I murmured, my fingertips working their way over the molten swell of her lower lips as my hand slid down between her legs. “We don’t want to get caught, remember?”
Eden bucked her hips against my hand, begging me to go further. I gripped my hips and then let out a groan as I pushed myself inside her, and she half-gasped, half-grunted at the initial stretch of my cock. I withdrew from her for a second, but not all the way. With the tip of me still resting inside her, I reached under and between her legs to rub her clit and then thrust back into her. Holy god, her tight pussy felt so fucking good around me…
Eden relaxed, her body finally ready to accommodate all of me, and I eased in further, one hand squeezing her as I moved against her. Her small hands pressed against the floor, holding herself steady as she moaned and whimpered. “Oh, god!”
At the sound of that, I pulled out and then slammed back into her, hard and deep. Eden’s body stretched around my cock again and then squeezed me as muscle contractions began deep within her. I pumped her harder and harder, faster and faster, my hand still working away at her clit, and when she began to shudder, I flexed my hips in one last thrust, one more delicious push that sent Eden flying over the edge. As she came, I grunted out my own pleasure before pulling out of her, and I collapsed back onto my back a second later, my body already coated in a thin sheen of sweat.
“Now that’s a proper early morning workout,” I said with a grin, turning my head to look at her.
“Oh yeah? Is that what all the top NFL coaches recommend?” she asked, returning my grin.
“I wish.”
She laughed softly and prodded me in the side. “Go on, get out of here. It looks like it’s finally getting light outside.”
I started putting my clothes back on, and as I did so, I looked down at Eden, still reclining naked on her sleeping bag. “How are we gonna work this?” I asked.
“What do you mean?” she asked, stretching and yawning.
“Well, we vowed to keep our grubby hands off each other until the season has wrapped, but we’ve already proved beyond a shadow of doubt that that’s just not gonna happen. So we need to figure out how to hide what we’re doing, don’t we?”
She hesitated. “Well, I know a few spots around the mansion that no one ever goes near.”
“What about CCTV cameras?”
“No cameras in those places. Also, my trailer is pretty soundproof. So you could sneak in there on some nights. But we have to be extra careful. Like, really, really careful,” she said, her tone slightly apprehensive.
I nodded, then winked. “Can’t wait.”
I knew it wasn’t the best idea to start sneaking around with Eden while the show was still filming; not when we both had so much to lose if we got caught. However, I couldn’t stop myself. It’d been so long since I last had her, and it was impossible to keep my hands off her, let alone keep my hands off her for another two months. Now that she was back in my life and back in my heart, I had no intention of letting her go.
Not even for a second.
Chapter Fourteen
Eden
“Less bubbles! I want to see the action, not have it all blocked by foam!”
Glenn barked an order at an intern, who quickly raced over to the Jacuzzi and flicked a switch on the side. Troy was sitting in the tub with a contestant named Sarah, and we were filming a one-on-one date scene between the two of them. It had been Glenn’s idea to put them in the hot tub together with some champagne, mostly as an excuse to titillate viewers with the soaking wet, half-naked bodies of two beautiful people, but so far, things weren’t going well. Sarah was bitching about all of the other contestants instead of trying to start a deep and meaningful conversation with Troy, and Troy was beginning to look uncomfortable being so close to her.
He kept glancing over at me as if to ascertain whether I was okay with him hanging out so closely with a bikini-clad woman, and when he did it for the third time, I gave him a thumbs up and smiled. It was all part of the job, and I didn’t want him thinking I was going to get jealous and freak out over him simply fulfilling his contractual obligations to go on fake ‘dates’ with the girls.
“This light is fucking terrible. You two, go and get something from the lighting crew to brighten things up!” Glenn shouted, gesturing towards Candice and me, seeing as we were standing closest to him.
Candice and I headed over to a large crew trailer to ask for some spotlights to place around the tub, and while we waited for the guys there to grab us some, we chatted about how the show had been going for the last week since we returned from the camping trip.
“Do you think our Sabotage Queen could’ve been Tara?” I asked, referring to the petite blonde contestant who had been cut during the last elimination episode. Ever since she left, things had been a lot quieter on the set, and we hadn’t had a single incident of sabotage against any of the girls. I was hoping it had been her, because that meant we no longer had to concern ourselves with finding the saboteur.
Candice shrugged. “I dunno, maybe. If it was her, then at least we don’t have to worry about it anymore. Especially you; Glenn’s been riding you pretty hard about catching whoever it was, hasn’t he?”
I nodded, and the words ‘riding you pretty hard’ quickly made my thoughts flash to Troy and the particular way we’d made love last night when he sneaked into my trailer. I felt heat rising in my cheeks, and Candice gave me a funny look. “You okay?” she asked. “You’ve gone a bit red.”
“I’m fine, but thanks.”
The lighting crew guys finally returned to the front of the trailer with two bi
g boxes and several power boards. “Give this to Brett,” one of them said, a cigarette lazily dangling in one hand. “He’ll know how to set it up. If you have trouble, come and get us.”
“Thanks.”
Candice and I turned tail and headed back towards the hot tub area with the gear. Glenn was nodding and smiling broadly at the camera crew as they captured what was going on in the hot tub now, and I stopped in my tracks as I squinted towards it and saw what was happening. Sarah had removed her bikini top, and she was perched on Troy’s lap in the tub, passionately making out with him. He was actively kissing her back, and his muscular arms were wrapped around her. One hand snaked back to her front before squeezing her bare left breast while the other moved further down, clearly sliding inside her bikini bottom from the back to grope her pert ass-cheeks.
What the hell?
Had he somehow interpreted my earlier thumbs up as a blanket statement that said ‘you can do whatever the hell you want with these women’? If so, then that was honestly bullshit. We’d spoken about this issue before, and he’d made it pretty clear to me that he had absolutely no interest in any of the contestants—at least that’s what he’d said. I’d told him that he might have to kiss a few of them occasionally during date scenes, just for the cameras, and I was fine with that because I knew it wouldn’t mean anything. But this…this wasn’t just a little kiss for the cameras! Sarah was writhing on his lap and moaning into his mouth, and he was giving it back just as good with all the boob-groping and ass-grabbing.
He was just as into it as she was.
“Eden, are you really sure you’re okay?” Candice asked, stopping and looking at me with her eyebrows furrowed. “You were all red a second ago, and now you’ve gone really pale.”
“Yeah, I’m actually not feeling well all of a sudden,” I mumbled.
She put her hand on my shoulder. “Go back to your trailer and get some rest. I’ll cover for you here. It’s not like we need a hundred producers to finish one hot tub scene, anyway,” she said, before looking over my shoulder at the scene. “Jeez, they’re really going at it. I think he’s actually got a finger in her pussy now. Like horny rabbits, huh?
“Yeah. Thanks for covering for me, Candice,” I managed to choke out before turning and practically racing down the path which led to the area where my trailer was parked.
I couldn’t believe what I’d witnessed back there. For the last week, I’d honestly thought Troy and I were on the same page in our rekindled relationship. He’d told me we were! He’d gone on and on about coming on the show just to find me, and he’d made such an effort to get back into my affections….and what, he was just going to throw that away for a chance to bang a drunken girl in a hot tub? There was just no excuse—the way he’d been kissing her and touching her was not the actions of a man who wasn’t genuinely interested. He’d really wanted her, and he was probably having her on camera at this exact second. Glenn was probably ecstatic; viewers absolutely loved it when a contestant and a Stud had hot, dirty sex, and ratings always soared when it happened.
Hot tears filled my eyes, but this time I refused to let them spill out. Troy obviously hadn’t changed as much as he’d told me he had, and he was still a party-hard, womanizing asshole. I wasn’t going to shed a tear over him ever again.
Not even one.
Chapter Fifteen
Troy
I checked my watch to see that it was twenty past ten, and I frowned, wondering why Eden hadn’t showed up yet. Earlier, we’d made a plan to meet up in one of our new secret spots at ten—a storage room on the third floor of the mansion where there were no cameras and no one ever went—but I’d been standing here waiting for ages now, and it didn’t look like she was coming anytime soon.
I waited another five minutes, and when she was still a no-show, I shrugged and headed downstairs and outside, figuring that she’d been caught up with something earlier and forgotten about our plans. Filming was well and truly wrapped for the evening, and most of the crew members had retired to their trailers for some much-needed rest. Seeing as hardly anyone was around, I decided to risk it and headed for Eden’s trailer before lightly rapping on the door.
She was wearing a faded old bathrobe when she answered the door, and I grinned up at her. “Sexy. I see we’re already past the lingerie stage.”
She didn’t laugh at my joke like I thought she would. Instead, a stony expression crossed her face. “What are you doing here?”
“I came to see why you didn’t show up in our spot. We had plans, remember?”
She put her hands on her hips. “Are you serious? You think I’d show up after what you did?”
“Huh?”
She glanced around outside to make sure no one had seen me, and then she pulled me inside. “The only reason I’m letting you in right now is because the last thing I need is for everyone to see you here and hear what I have to say to you.”
“Okay….” I said, taking a seat on the end of her bed. “Mind telling me what I did this time?”
“Hm, let’s see. You practically screwed another woman in the hot tub tonight. In fact, as far as I know, you actually did screw her. I wouldn’t know; I left as soon as you slid your hands into her bikini bottoms. Does any of that that ring a bell?”
I held a hand up. “Wait, what? Oh, no…”
I knew what she thought she’d seen now, and I couldn’t help a slightly amused expression from crossing my face at the ridiculous nature of the situation. The moment was definitely not appropriate for any type of smile, and Eden narrowed her eyes and practically hissed at me. “You think it’s funny?” she said. “I actually trusted you again. But of course, you never really changed, you really are just a womanizing sack of—”
I cut her off before she could launch into a full-blown tirade. “Eden, I know how bad it would’ve looked, and I’m sorry for that, but it wasn’t me.”
“For god’s sake, Troy, don’t pull that crap with me. I was there. I saw you!”
“Yeah, you were there for most of the date. Then Glenn told you and Candice to go grab something from the lighting department, yeah?”
She nodded, and I continued. “Sarah was being a total bitch, and she also kept trying to stick her hand down my…well, you get the gist. I wasn’t okay with that. So while you and Candice were gone, I told Glenn I was done with the date and got out of the tub. He wasn’t happy with that—apparently there hasn’t been enough sexy stuff happening this season. So I said that was too bad, and I was done. It’s not like he can make me hook up with someone.”
“That’s not what I saw.”
“I’m still explaining. You know Peter the intern?”
Eden’s forehead creased with confusion at my seemingly irrelevant question. “I don’t think so. There’s about fifty different interns on this show.”
“He’s the intern for the film crew that everyone calls Troy Junior because he looks sorta like me.”
“I don’t remember him,” she said, pursing her lips.
“Well, he’s real. Anyway, he was there, and Glenn still wanted his sexy date scene, so he asked Peter if he could act as a stand-in for me. He’s not as tall as me, and his eyes are a different color, but in the water with all those bubbles and the shitty lighting, no one’s gonna know the difference. I didn’t give a shit, so I dried off and let him take my spot with Sarah, and well…she didn’t give a shit either. Horny little minx. She jumped right on him, and they kept on filming, pretending it was me.”
Eden looked incredulous. “Are you serious?”
“Yeah. Go and ask any of the crew who were still there when you and Candice left. The whole thing was fucking ridiculous, but you know what Glenn’s like. He’ll do anything to get his perfect scene,” I said. “I think Peter’s happy, though. Pretty sure Sarah took him back to her room after the scene was wrapped.”
“They seriously got a stand-in to….oh my god…” Eden’s voice trailed off, and she sat down and ran a hand through her messy hair. S
he looked up at me a moment later, her face scarlet. “I’m so sorry. I thought…”
“I get it. It looked pretty bad. I thought someone would’ve told you what was going on when you came back. I even looked for you to tell myself, but I didn’t see you. I figured you were just busy working.”
“I guess if I hadn’t stormed off the way I did, I would’ve known what really happened,” she muttered.
I sighed. “Yeah. Look, Eden, I know you spent all these years thinking I was a lying asshole, but that was all because of a misunderstanding, remember? I’m not saying it’s your fault you feel this way. It’s hard to erase seven years of thought patterns. But we’ve gotta start trusting each other, babe.”
She nodded. “I know,” she said quietly. “I know. I’m sorry. I’m trying.”
I slung an arm around her and gave her back a comforting rub. “I guess all we can do is keep on trying, then.”
A moment of silence passed between us, and then Eden looked at me and stuck her hand out. “Let’s make a deal. No matter what happens, no matter how bad something might look, we always talk to each other about it. No more misunderstandings. No more being apart because of simple miscommunications. Never again. We talk.”
I shook her hand. “Deal.”
She smiled at me, and I grinned back at her, knowing that we were going to be fine. It’d taken a long time for us to get back together, seemingly against all odds, and while it was almost certainly going to be hard on both of us for a while, we were going to make it.
I just knew it.
Chapter Sixteen
Eden
“Woo! C’mon! Troy’s our boy! Troy’s our boy!”
Shrill feminine voices filled my ears, and I smiled as I watched the Stud contestants waving white and blue pom-poms in the air as they jumped up and down with excitement. They were standing on the edge of the field at Levi’s Stadium, just below where I was sitting with the other producers, and the little cheer routine they’d just started was going to make a good shot for the episode promo video.
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