“Yeah, that’s it. Give your best to the camera and I’ll give you mine.”
I drill him deeper, grinding my hips when his hole vibrates around me, the sensation causing my spine to tingle. I hit his sweet spot on repeat, and he’s nearly glittering in front of me. IfI were to stick him up in the sky right now, he’d outshine all the fucking stars.
“Ohhh,” he moans, shooting cum all over his stomach. I gather it with my fingers and suck on them, getting hit hard with my own orgasm.
I come inside him, slowing my hips, and I swear it’s like my cock has its own heartbeat with the way it throbs, kicking inside him as I continue to fill him with my load.
His arms fall back, one hand tugging on his hair as he lifts his chest up to the sky, closing his eyes. “Oh fuck. I don’t think . . . I don’t know where I am anymore. Can you remind me?”
I laugh, covering his sweaty body with mine. “You’re with me, my sweet star. You’re with your cameraman.”
“My cameraman,” he says, smiling blissfully, his voice sounding rough.
“Yeah, yours.” I pepper kisses on the side of his face and he hums sweetly, going slack underneath me.
He starts snoring and I laugh, getting up to hit stop on my phone’s camera. Next, I wet a towel in the bathroom and get us both wiped clean, leaving a little bit of me inside him, hoping it’ll leak in the night enough for me to push it back in with my cock when we first wake up.
“I shouldn’t stay the night,” he mumbles sleepily, as I carry him to the bed.
Curling around him, I lift the covers over us.
“Don’t worry. I’ll wake you up while it’s still dark out. If someone says anything, I’ll say I slept in the parking lot and saw your car out there the whole time.
He chuckles quietly, pushing back against me. “We didn’t use a condom. I’m never that careless.”
“It’s okay, baby. I get checkups regularly and haven’t been with anyone like this in years.” Not ever since I set my sights on him. I was his from that very moment. Everyone else would only be awaste of my time and push me further from the goal I had set. I didn’t need any more hurdles getting in our way. I was busy enough finding ways to keep his blind dates and online hookups from happening, hoping I wouldn’t have to take one for the team when it came to getting rid of his local fuck buddy.
Luckily, it didn’t come to that. He hadn’t seen her in a while, but I was waiting around, watching in case he did. I don’t think I’ll have to worry about it at all now. Not when he’s practically purring in my arms and forcing them tighter around him with his hand resting on mine.
He’s as in this as I am. Or at least very much on his way.
Fourteen
Sterling
I forgot where I was when I woke up earlier this morning, but Hayden had no issues reminding me. His hand fell away from mine, sliding down to my dick, while he pushed his way into my already slick, worked-open hole. I was sore but the pain eased, the pleasure outweighing it the longer he collided his body with mine. His tip ground against my sweet spot, finding it in a matter of seconds, and I was coming faster than I did the night before.
I then turned him onto his back and climbed between his legs, taking his cock into my mouth. He tasted like both of us, his skin salty and sweet. I couldn’t get enough, and even now I’m still thinking about the next time I’ll get to drop to the floor and taste us on him again.
“Sterling.” My manager clears her throat behind me, reminding me where I am.
I look behind me with what feels like an actual machete in my hand. I don’t say anything, but I probably should. It won’t hurt to carry it for a little longer, though, and who knows, maybe I’m still so drunk off pleasure from this morning that I’m mistaking the weight for a real one. It could still be fake. They’re making these props so realistic these days.
“Hey,” I finally say. “You’re here.”
“Yup. So now you definitely have to be on your best behavior.” She winks, sipping her coffee and wincing. “This needs more sugar.” She looks around her, calling for one of the assistants while waving her cup around.
“I always am,” I say in a flat tone, resting the cold blade against my thigh and feeling it on my skin through my thin slacks. This character is probably the least like me. I’d never be caught dead in linen clothing, and when I’m him, I’m putting on quite a bit of it. One silver lining is that it’s lightweight, and I’m not as hot doing the outside scenes as I was when I had to wear a fucking pant suit.
“Mhm. I do like to at least think so. You ready to wrap this film up tomorrow?”
“Yeah,” I say, sounding as excited at the idea of that as I feel. I can’t fucking wait to be on the water, sunbathing or sitting on the deck of a boat. As long as it’s away from her and Lisa, I’ll be more than happy. People often make what I love doing feel like a burden. The only camera I’ve been looking to be in front of lately is Hayden’s.
“Going to have big plans for your week off?”
“Nah. The fewer plans the better. I’ll probably just lie around eating all the things Lisa had on her ‘do not touch while filming’ list.”
She laughs. “Sounds like a nice mini vacation. I’ll try not to disturb you too much. I need you refreshed and ready for everything else you have going on this month.”