by Eden Rose
A group of my podmates walk back to our pods together and I can’t help but think about Sinclair. Someone’s watching her and sending videos and pictures of her to Bishop to get him pissed. I’m pissed as shit because I can’t do anything in here to protect her.
Absolutely nothing.
SINCLAIR
Duke’s hot friend is staring at me as if I’m a freak show or something. It’s unnerving how he’s looking at me like that. “What?” I whisper and look over my shoulder.
I’m used to being stared at. I won’t lie and say I’m not thrilled about it but he’s looking at me as if he’s trying to figure something out. I can’t help but get weirded out by it.
My brother’s death was a murder done by another local club after I ran out of the hospital a couple of years ago and we- I mean- they never brought the mother fuckers to justice. Every time someone looks at me like they’re trying to figure me out, I can’t help but get paranoid.
That day was the last day I saw anyone from the club. Including my brother and Hulk.
Last I heard, Hulk was in prison for some random crimes. No one would tell me why and I wasn’t exactly begging for the information.
“Are you Sinclair Mendoza?” He asks and looks down at the ground before looking up at me.
I nod my head and back up some from Duke. This is too weird and I’m not interested in having some psycho fan raiding my panty drawer.
“Dude!” Duke says and nudges his shoulder. “You’re freakin’ her out.” My friend turns towards me and kisses my cheek. “It’s all right, angel. He’s not going to be some freak who stalks you. I promise. He’s cool.” With the last sentence, he’s staring at his friend and then looks back at me.
“Sinclair, can I talk to you for a moment?” Caleb asks and I look up at his deep blue eyes. His hair is inky black but long and in a pony at the nape of his neck. He’s got this look of being a bad boy mixed with some big wig. It’s contradicting but very hot. There’s some thicker pieces of hair that are falling into his eyes.
One hundred percent different than Hulk. He and Hulk are on separate planets.
I feel my pussy grow wet from thinking about him in it. It’s been about a year since I had sex without a camera in my face. A whole year of poor dates and my not wanting them anywhere near me. Now, all of a sudden, I’m wanting to open my robe and stick his face in between my tits.
My smart watch buzzes on my wrist to tell me I have a notification. Without trying to be rude, I flick my wrist to read it.
UNKNOWN: i expect my money by four today. Every min you are late is another hundo.
Fucking awesome! I forgot that today was their pay week and now I’m going to be getting threatening texts and emails all day.
“I, uh, I guess?” I question and look at Duke for reassurance.
He wraps his hand around my waist and leads us to his dressing room. I’m still pissed that his room is bigger than mine when I have been in more films than he had. But his agent is a pit bull who attacks the production company and he’s able to get whatever he wants.
Once inside the dressing room, there’s photos of Duke and I hooking up all over and I see Caleb flinch a little as his eyes fall on them. I’m wanting to demand he tell me what his problem is, but I don’t know how to do it.
Duke sits on his couch and I sit in the chair that was tucked into the vanity. Once Caleb sits I question him. “What’s going on?” I ask and feel nervous.
“Uh, I don’t know how to tell you this… but… I actually came here because I had Charlotte Bright stop by with a file.”
Charlotte fucking Bright. “What did that fucking whore want?” I question and lean over to the mini fridge for a water.
“Isn’t that the bitch who tried to get into a video with me?” Duke questions and then throws his head back in laughter. “That chick is horrible! What did she want?”
Caleb throws the file down and I lean over to pick it up. When I do, I feel the fabric of my robe slide over my skin and feel the air hit the mounds of my tits. Nervously, I look up and his eyes are right on my creamy skin that is showing.
Duke leans over and punches him in the arm. “Fuck you, man! You can’t just ogle her! She’s a fucking woman.”
I smile and then close my robe a little tighter. “What did she want?” I ask and then sit back down on the chair. While crossing my legs, I can’t help but do it a little suggestively. What is with this man and making me actually want to have sex with him without cameras?
“Apparently she wants to sue you for custody of her daughters. If I heard correctly, you are the guardian?” He slipped back into business speak and I couldn’t help my clench my inner muscles.
What is wrong with me?
“Yeah. I took over custody about three years ago after my brother died. She was addicted to cocaine and tried to sell them for her next fix. Is she seriously about to fucking take them from me?” I growl out and throw the file down.
“Uh,” he looks around and then at Duke. “Do you mind giving us a minute?”
Duke shakes his head and stands up to come towards me. The room isn’t too big but it’s big enough to fit some people in here. “Are you okay, my angel?”
I nod and then he looks over at Caleb. “You better not do anything stupid, man. She’s my coworker and I don’t need her upset about something like this.”
With that, he walks out the door and Caleb stands up to pick up the file. “Are you guys, uh, are you…?” He trails off without finishing his sentence.
I know what he wants to ask but I’m going to play with him a little. “Are we what?”
He looks at the door and then at the folder. “Together? He didn’t mention anything about you guys dating. I know about you from what he said about the filming.”
Before people would judge me regarding who my family is now they judge me because I’m a porn star, Honestly, I’m used to it but it still isn’t fair.
My phone buzzes again to signal another text. Fuck. I have to drop this money off before it's too late.
This is great! “Would there be a problem if we were dating?” I know and Duke knows that we would never be together. We sleep together for money and because we have great chemistry on camera but there’s nothing else. Yeah, I’m fishing. I want to see if he’s attracted to me like I’m attracted to him.
Caleb has some powerful hands and when he reaches behind him to undo his ponytail, all of that thick hair comes tumbling down. My fingers itch and burn to play with it. It looks so soft and hot at the same time.
“No, there wouldn’t be. I just wanted to know. You’re a beautiful woman.”
I hate being told that. “Looks fade. What did you want to talk about, Caleb? I have to pick up my nieces.” Being told that I’m pretty has always made me uncomfortable. Stemming from when I was a little girl, my dad’s friends would always say what a looker I was and will be. Plus, my brother’s friends used to raid my room and steal my underwear.
At fifteen, I had developed into a Pin-Up body. My chest was perky and large with my waist indented. My ass had a little jiggle, but many people still liked it. I used to hate it when people would look at me as if I’m so object.
“God damn it, I’m doing this all wrong,” he mutters and then stands up. Before I could ask what the hell he was talking about, he came over to me and put his hands on my shoulders. “I never come off this strong and I’m sorry. I have never met anyone as beautiful as you and it’s fucking making me stupid. Forgive me?”
I nod and relish the weight of his hands. “What did you want to talk about?”
He lets me go and I shiver from the lack of heat from his hands. “Charlotte is trying to sue you for custody. Do you know anything about that?”
I jump out of my chair and pick up the folder. “Are you fucking kidding me? She had her chance to be a mother but she left when things got too tough! No! She’s not taking Jayla and Jenna from me! I won’t allow it!”
He calmly places his hand on my back
and leads me towards the couch. Once we’re there, he sits down and I sit down next to him. Without even realizing it, he has me cuddled against his side. “I won’t let them take your nieces, angel. Don’t worry.”
Suddenly something became very clear. “Wait! You are her lawyer. You probably shouldn’t be talking to me. Isn’t that like breach of contract or something? Plus, why would you help me?”
CALEB
And that’s the real question. Why would I help Sinclair ?
With her cuddled up to my side, I run my hand down her arm and she shivers against me. “Because you seem like you are worth helping. Angel, I’m not representing her. As far as anyone knows, I’m not a part of this case at all. Do you have a lawyer?”
The hard part about this whole thing is the fact that she’s a porn star. No judge is going to grant custody to a woman who is in this industry and it sucks. I’m sure she’s a better parent to the girls than Charlotte.
She shrugs and begins to get up. My body is instantly missing the heat from hers. “Not one on retainer anymore. Are you offering your services?” Her question came out a little husky and my dick jumped to attention.
“I don’t know, it will cost you.” I cross my left ankle over my right knee and put a pillow over my dick to hide my erection.
Sinclair ’s sea green eyes light up with mischief. “And what will it cost me? You want one of my videos?” I could tell she is trying to gauge my reaction to her being in porn but I’m not going to do that. I don’t know her well enough to even touch that one.
“Uh, I’m thinking…”
Duke busts in the door and points at me: “Don’t ask my coworker out. She’s too good for your dumb ass.”
“Ouch, asshole!” I yell and wave my hand in the air. “Don’t you have someone else to insult?”
He comes into the room and wraps his arms around Sinclair . Once she’s secured, he picks her up and she wraps her legs around his waist. “See, you can’t compete with that,” he says with a cocky ass grin.
With that, I get up and walk out the door. I’m not competing with my best bro over something like this. I can’t and I won’t win. Especially since they have history together. Before I leave, I shimmy a card out of my wallet and slip it in the door crack.
SINCLAIR
What the hell just happened? Were these two seriously competing over me? I would like to say no, but I honestly don’t know. Duke’s dick is getting hard and I feel it nudge my clit. “What the fuck are you doing?” I holler and clamber out of his arms.
“Just getting ready for our shoot soon. Are you ready?”
Duke and I are in a scene together titled Sinclair Loves Mike Rock, which is his porn name. Luckily for me, my parents had picked a slutty name so I didn’t have to change it. Oh well.
“Oh, shit, that’s today, isn’t it? All right. Let’s go. I’m hoping we can get it done in one take.”
I need to pick up Jayla and Jenna from Angela’s in a couple of hours so we will have to be quick.
“Go and change into the nurse costume and I will meet you on set.”
Following orders, I walk the few feet into my own room and shrug off my robe. Once alone, I look at myself in the mirror and trace my fingers down the panes of my body. I didn’t realize what I was missing until Caleb’s eyes were on me and now I know.
I’m missing being someone to somebody. It’s weird because I know that so many men jerk off to my videos, but I miss being the only one to one person. It’s lonely at the top.
*
Now clad in my nurse’s outfit, I walk out of my room and onto the set. It’s dressed like a hospital with Duke’s hospital gown on a gurney and the lights are fluorescently bright. I take in the scene and then try to get myself into the mood more.
“Here’s our star! Are you ready to beat out the other actresses and win a Adult Film Star?” Graham says. He’s the director and I have worked with him countless times. When you think of a porn director, you think of a fat guy with hair all over his body, am I right? That’s not him. Graham is gorgeous and I’m positive he knows this.
He’s about six feet three with thick wavy blond hair and piercing green eyes that could make a nun say “fuck it.” His muscles are well pronounced and he speaks in perfect English. He should be in front of the camera instead of behind it but his dad is an owner of the company.
Much better than Jim. That fucking asshole.
He’s also one of the only people here who know about my family. It's not as if I’m afraid for people to know I’m a princess of the MC, I don’t want people holding it against me.
Plus, I have a degree now which is something I never would have gotten if I stayed with Hulk. If I stayed with the man I loved. The man that broke me.
To show off, I do a little spin in front of him. “Yeah, I will win that award and you will get Best Producer! We can be the king and queen of the event.” I say it half joking but I’m surprised when I think about Caleb.
Duke is sprawled out of gurney wearing one of those fake hospital gowns and he’s got socks on. He’s weird about his feet and I won’t ever understand why he doesn’t like his feet. Maybe it’s a mommy issue.
He holds his hand out for me to grab and I align myself up to him to grab his hand. With his hand in mine he pulls me closer and whispers the words he says to me every shoot. “It’s just you and me, baby. No one else in here. Pay attention to me and we will get this take down in one take. All right?” He nods and pulls me closer. “You got me?”
I nod and lean in to kiss him. “Let’s make Graham get a boner again like last time.” Graham got so hard during our last shoot and it was funny how he looked like he had a kick stand in his pants. Of course, it made it hard to not laugh during the whole thing, but it is what it is.
“Come on, you assholes! She was giving you some award winning head! With her ass in the air and her pussy lips cleavage out! I am a fucking man here.”
“You’re a perv!” Duke shouts and I laugh harder. “Let’s get it on.”
I push on his shoulder and shake my tits in his face. “Certainly, Mr. Rock.” I wink and walk to the fake door for the hospital.
“Quiet on the set!” Everyone shut their mouths and Graham yelled: “Let’s film!”
Just to get Graham shocked and to stop bitching, I moon him and shake my ass in his peripheral vision. “One of these days, Sinclair, I’m gonna fuck that sweet little ass and you aren’t gonna be walking straight!” He whispered in my ear and I’m pissed at myself because I saw Caleb’s face in my mind’s eye.
I shivered and focused on the set. I felt my arousal pool in my skimpy panties and I clenched my thighs together tighter. “Rolling!”
With that, I grabbed my fake clipboard and fluffed my hair to walk into the fake room. “Mr. Rock, how are you feeling today?” I asked demurely and tittered on my heels to show that I find him attractive. “Oh my,” I whisper loud enough for the camera to pick it up.
“I’m not feeling too good, Nurse Price. I think I may have a temperature or something,” he says weakly and places his hand on his head then winces.
“Let me check,” I place my hand on his forehead and then gasp. “Holy moly! You’re burning up! We need to get you to cool down.”
Duke adjusts himself in the bed and then reaches for my elbow. “Help me, Nurse Price. I’m feeling so ill!”
I pull him up by his shoulders and reach behind his back to undo the gown. “We should give you a sponge bath. It will help you cool down,” I say authoritatively.
I grab a sponge next to me and dip it in a bowl as he rids himself of the gown. With the sponge wet, I rub it on his chest and the water cascades down his chest. “Does it feel good?” I ask and continue to do it.
Duke does a voluntary hip thrust into the air and his rock hard dick is sticking straight out. “Nurse, there’s something wrong with my cock. It’s so hot. You have to feel it!”
He grabs my hand and sticks it on his shaft with the sponge. Once my hand is o
n it with the sponge, he rips the sponge out of my hand and says: “The sponge is heating me up even more.”
“Let me rub you and maybe you will cool down.” I wrap my hand around his width and start to stroke him. My hand shuttles up and down and he closes his eyes. “That’s it, go ahead and fall asleep. Let me cool you down.”
“You know what would really cool me down?” He asks through his slanted eyes. Duke’s facial hair is shaggy today but his chops look good. The man is sexier than shit.
“Tell me how to make you feel better,” I say and focus on stroking him.
He grunts and thrusts his hips up and makes my hand hit the hard muscle of his pubic bone. “I heard several doctors talk about how the mouth would help cool down people. Maybe you should try that.”