“Two years. You?”
“Since I was twelve.”
He smiles. “I could tell you were more experienced than most girls.”
I smile although no one has ever called me experienced. I’m the furthest from it. Sure, I’ve done hundreds of shoots, but only a few have ever been make-out scenes. Most have been just fun, cute poses.
“Action!” Brock shouts.
We both move under the waterfall. I don’t know why people think this is sexy because it isn’t. It’s the furthest thing from it. I laugh as Cedric moves up closer together until we are kissing again. This time, there is nothing sexy about the kisses. As we kiss, we are both struggling for air beneath the water that is drowning us.
“Cut,” Brock calls quickly.
We immediately move apart. We both cough up the water that was drowning us earlier.
“We are going to move back to the lounge chair,” Brock says.
We swim to the edge and hop out. I’m still coughing up water as I do. I feel a towel being wrapped around me, and I glance between coughs to thank the person when I see whose arms are wrapped around me. It’s Killian.
“Are you okay?” he asks.
Another cough of water spews out. “Yes, just swallowed some water on that last shoot. It’s nothing I’ve never experienced before.”
“You don’t need to do this.”
I smile at him. “Yes, I do.”
“I’m not talking about the shoot. You don’t have to make out with some guy just to get back at me for something that happened three years ago,” he says seriously.
“I’m not. This is what you wanted.” My voice drops. “You wanted me to fuck you and then forget about you. That’s what I’m doing.”
I walk away from Killian and do my best to dry myself off before I find Brock standing next to the lounge chair I was on before.
“Kinsley, I want you lying on your back on the chair, like you were before. Cedric, I want you lying on top of her. I want you to kiss and then stroke her hair. Then, I want you both to deliver your lines to the camera.”
I smile, but inside, I’m terrified. I hate this kind of shoot. This is where it really gets intimate, especially since we are both still drenched. I will be able to feel every inch of Cedric’s body as he lies on top of me…just like I felt every inch of Killian’s body last night.
I lie down on the lounger, and Cedric smiles as he lies on top of me.
“Well, this is awkward,” he says when his wet body forms with mine.
“Don’t act like you aren’t enjoying it,” I say, trying to sound relaxed.
He smiles. “You’re right.”
I feel his hard chest and abs pushing against me. I feel his hot breath on my neck. I feel his erection throbbing against my pussy.
My heart is beating fast as Brock has us look intimately into each other’s eyes. His are blue and bright, not dark and intense like I’m used to staring into. Cedric is a good-looking guy, but he’s not Killian.
“You’re beautiful,” Cedric whispers into my ear.
My cheeks flush. I take a deep breath, but it’s hard to get any air with Cedric’s body pressed against mine. I feel everyone’s eyes on us as Cedric tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. I’m too frozen to move or react. I have to get my act together, so I don’t come off looking like a bored mannequin instead of a sexy model flirting with Cedric, like I’m supposed to be doing.
I smile at him. “You’re pretty handsome yourself,” I whisper in his ear.
I feel his erection twitch beneath me.
“I’m more than just a model, you know. I just graduated from UNLV with a business degree. I’m planning on going to law school this fall. This is just a way to pay the bills.”