We kiss until my lips are swollen. Needing to feel his body against mine, I push him flat on the bed and straddle him. Hunger takes over my senses as his erect cock presses against my pelvis. He cups my ass and presses me to him, dry humping me through my pants.
He draws away from my kiss to undress me. I do the same to him, and our clothes fly everywhere in our haste to get naked. Kyle gets on top of me and kisses me again before he trails kisses all over my body. I purr and moan as my skin tingles with the heat from his kisses.
I run my hands over his muscular back, all the way to his perfect firm ass. Kyle is the definition of perfection. He drops his head to my breasts and takes my nipple into his mouth. I let out a throaty moan as he bites it gently and then sucks it hard.
Arousal gushes out of me, wetting our thighs. He builds up my desire until I’m begging for it. When he finally takes me, I scream and moan and pray that there’s no one in the house. I’m too gone to care who hears me. He thrusts into me deeply with each stroke, and I hang onto his neck and wrap my legs around him. With my legs, I pull him deeper inside me. He says my name over and over again as we both edge closer to orgasm. My eyes roll at the back of my head as an orgasm rips through me, and my pussy clenches his cock tightly.
“Fuck, Grace,” Kyle says. His cock swells, and in the next second, his body jerks as he comes inside me, flooding me with liquid heat.
“That was unbelievable,” Kyle says as he pulls his cock from my body and lies beside me.
We arrange ourselves in our favorite after-sex position with my head on his chest. His breathing slowly returns to normal.
“I’m sorry about your mom,” Kyle says softly. “I wish I could make it better for you.”
I smile. “I know if you could, you would. She’ll come around.” I wish I were as sure of that as I sound. I know how my mother feels about celebrities in general. Even though she and my dad were siblings, they did not have a sibling bond, and she hated his and my mother’s lifestyle. It will be difficult to change her feelings about what she perceives as the celebrity lifestyle.
“Hey, I was thinking we could spend the day together tomorrow,” Kyle says.
“Aren’t you working?” I say.
“I am, but I’m very free in between takes.”
I start to shake my head even before he finishes speaking. The set is his turf. Then there’s also Skyler. I don’t want to play her games.
“I have a very nice trailer,” Kyle says. “I really want you to come. It won’t be uncomfortable for you. I promise. Also, you’ll be helping me. I need to send a message to everyone that you’re my woman and you’re in my life to stay.”
I inhale deeply. How can I say no when he puts it like that?
We agree that Ethan will drive me to the set at ten.
***
It’s just as I thought when I arrive at the set the following morning. An assistant escorts me, and I try not to gawk too much at my surroundings, but I’m in awe as I walk through a place that resembles a town. There’s a gentle murmur as people dash around. We arrive at a group of studio chairs with technicians and all sorts of equipment. Cables snake all over the ground, and I’m careful not to trip. I follow the direction of the camera, and that’s when I see Kyle. It takes a while to recognize him at first as he’s wearing firefighter gear in what is clearly meant to be the kitchen of a fire station. My breath hitches as I stare at him. He looks so hot in the uniform.
“Do you want to watch the scene, or do you want to wait in his trailer?” the assistant showing me around asks.
I can’t pass up the opportunity to see Kyle at work. “I’d like to watch, thank you.”
She shows me to a discreet spot where I can watch without getting in the way. It’s exciting to watch the whole thing come together in a well-choreographed dance. Someone else shouts “turnover,” and all goes quiet seconds before the director calls for action. I watch in absolute fascination as Kyle is transformed into another man. A firefighter. He becomes Damon Knight. Even his manner of speaking is different, and so are the gestures he uses.
For the next hour or so, I don’t move as the story is brought to life, and I watch the immensely talented group of people work their magic. Then it’s over, and the next thing I know, Kyle is making his way to me with a big smile on his face. He wraps me in one of those tight hugs of his that I love so much.