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When I am finally able to breathe, I look down at this amazing girl and think to myself, I love her, but there’s no way in hell I can tell her, it's too soon.

“Holy fuck, we didn’t use a condom,” she says and I laugh out loud. “What?”

“Don’t worry about that, babe. Now is not the time to think about having a baby, but we will deal with anything that happens, because you are mine now. My first. My last. My everything. Got it?”

“I got it.”

“We have to be back on set soon. I am sure it’s stopped raining.” I look over to where I through our costumes in a soggy ass mess on the floor. Wardrobe is going to skin us alive, but I have more important things to worry about right now.

“They’ll wait for us,” she says, giggling.

“Should we tempt fate again?”

“Yes,” she moans, as I touch her swollen clit.

“Good girl.”

Eventually, we get back on set and film the rest of the days shots, but at night, she’s all mine again.

Forever if I have my way.

Five Days Later

On set and off, we are inseparable. When I was just obsessed with her, I thought I loved her, but actually knowing her and being with her has blown that out of the water.

The days blur together but I’ve got her in my trailer again during a break. We are still in full costume, but I can’t wait another second to be inside of her.

“You have to be a good girl and be quiet. Can you do that Jenna?” She nods. I turn her around and lean her over the couch. I carefully pull her dress up over her ass. She isn’t wearing any panties. I chuckle.

“I see you are ready for me”

I slam into her tight pussy on a groan. She moans loudly. I take a quick glance over at the door, making sure I locked it. I feel her clenching around me already. I know I will only get a few thrusts in before I blow. I keep pounding into her and reach around her thigh and find her clit.

In just a few strokes and she comes all over my cock. I have to use my other hand and clamp it over her mouth. She is practically screaming. Three thrusts later, I come in her hot little pussy. Again. The image of her swollen belly flashes in my mind, unbidden. I growl and spurt some more cum into her. It is then that I notice the back of her dress is open. I assume this is why she has no fucking underwear on for the whole world to see. I really don't like that all these people, not to mention the movie goers viewers, will see my woman like this, but I have to remind myself that work is work. I possessively place several kisses along her spine. I pull out of her and she groans. I find some tissue and clean her up a little. She is so full of my cum. I fucking love that. It is dripping down her long pale legs. I pull her dress down and turn her to me and kiss her again.

“That was amazing, Darren,” she says.

Her skin is flushed, but only her lipstick is messed up. I take a look at myself in the mirror and notice my lips are lovely shade of red. I work on getting that off, but it isn’t budging. I’ll have to go to makeup and get their industrial remover again.

“It was babe. We should get back out there. As much as I would rather stay locked in here with you.”

“I know, me too.”

But we are both professionals, and we have the rest of lives to make love anytime we want to.

FOUR

JENNA

“That’s a wrap,” Aric says. The cast and crew applauds but I think that I am the only one who feels sad that we’re done filming. This has been the best working experience of my life, not to mention my time with Darren, but I can’t help feeling like all of that is about to end. I walk back to my trailer like I am being walked to the electric chair.

“What’s wrong,” he asks.

“I’m not ready to go home,” I tell him.

“So we’ll to the tourist thing for a few days and then go home.”

“We?” I ask, needing to know if this as real to him as it was for me. He said I was his first, his everything but don’t guys just say whatever they must to get in your pants?

“Oh, babe, did you think this was a fling?”

“No, I just didn’t… Well, I hoped it wasn’t.”

“I meant every word I said since you let me fuck you, Jenna. You are mine now, and it will take me being dead before that changes.”

“It wouldn’t change then either,” I tell him.


Tags: M.K. Moore Romance