We stop at Ainsley’s dressing room first so she can change into a pair of spandex shorts and a tight tank top. It shows off her tits more than I like, but it will only be us in the practice room and her outfit makes the most sense for working on stunts.
For the next several hours, we collaborate on her choreography for several scenes. I’m completely blown away by her creativity and abilities. I love watching her, but it does nothing to help with my constant state of arousal.
Finally, I call a halt to the session, making sure we have time to hit her trailer before heading over to The Lennox. “I’ll talk to Jackie about adding aerial ribbons to the practice room,” I tell her as we walk. We came up with the idea of her tying up a long piece of fabric that she could dangle on once she gets into the vault. She’d use some of her aerial skills to maneuver through the room without touching the floor. I wasn’t sure what she’d attach it to, but the set designer and I would come up with something.
“It’s going to be so much fun.” She rubs her hands together in excited anticipation, making me laugh at how adorable she looks.
While she showers, I take the opportunity to look for a bag so I can pack up some of her things. I find a duffle in her closet and use the task to keep my mind off of the fact that she’s naked and wet with just a thin wall between us.
An idea has been forming in my head, so I pick items with this in mind. When I pull open a drawer full of lace and silk, I can’t help but grin. My innocent girl has a naughty side. I scoop up several things, making sure to grab a white panty and bra set.
Once I have everything, I mosey out to the front and sit at the kitchen table. Then I grab my cell from my pocket and make a quick call.
Just as I’m hanging up, the bathroom door opens and Ainsley steps out looking so fresh and beautiful without any makeup and her long, red hair hanging in soft waves. She glances down at the bag in my hand and then at my face, raising an eyebrow.
I shrug and place my hand on her lower back, guiding her to the trailer door. “You never know what you might need.”
“Might need?” she echoes, giving me a curious glance at I help her down the few steps outside.
When we’re both on the ground, I pull her close and steal a deep, passionate kiss. After a few minutes, I pull back and am satisfied to see the dazed look on her face. Taking her hand, I begin to walk towards the parking lot and since she remains silent, I assume her attention has been sufficiently diverted.
* * *
Cannon’s foot misses my face by millimeters as he delivers a fake roundhouse. At just the right moment, I jerk back and allow myself to stumble before shoving off with enough force to fall over the railing of the bridge and into the massive hotel fountain below it.
The pool is fairly shallow, but it’s deep enough to keep me from breaking anything when my back hits the water. I let myself sink for a few minutes, then pop up out of the water.
I wipe the moisture from my eyes and grin as Jackie and Donovan, the actor I’m doubling for, wade out to me. “Looks good, Rem,” Donovan says with a matching smile.
“Sure it does,” I tease. “Cause you’re not the one doing it.”
Donovan laughs and claps me on the shoulder. “Better your bones than mine, Remington.”
Jackie rolls her eyes at our banter then gives Donovan some instruction before heading back to dry land. We discuss the stunt for a few minutes, and then I leave him to submerge himself so they can tape him coming up out of the water for the film transition.
Ainsley is standing just off to the side when I climb out of the fountain, and she hands me a towel. “Thanks, baby.” I lean in to give her a kiss, and she jumps back making me frown and growl. “Get your ass back over here and kiss me, Ainsley.”
She shakes her and laughs. “You’re all wet, Rem!”
I look down at myself and then chuckle and give her a sheepish grin. “I forgot. I just want to kiss you whenever I see you.”
Ainsley’s face lights up, and she tilts her head to the side, giving me a sweet smile. “Me too.”
I decide she’ll just have to deal with it because I need her lips on mine. Lunging forward, I snake my hand around her waist and tug her body right up against my soaking wet one. Then I bend and drown her yelp of protest in a drugging kiss. It’s starting to get really hot when we’re interrupted by a deep, dry voice.