I sat back and thought about how the last week or two had progressed. There had been one good thing after another. Tinsley becoming a part of my life, had been without a doubt, the greatest gift of the last several days. Who knew that Lee’s bad attitude could have led to something, to someone so wonderful entering my life.
The attraction that I felt for Tinsley was primal. I’d had many lovers in my day but never had I let the irresistible pull of lust that I did with her. I was rock hard whenever she entered my brain. I’d never had such a visceral reaction to any woman before.
But it was so much more than just sexual. It seemed as if when Tinsley and I were together that our souls connected in ways I had only dreamed of with previous partners. I lusted after her, but I also felt a strong spiritual bond to her being.
Seeing her interact with Lucas as a mother and the care and respect which she had shown the kids at the hospital visit had all helped solidify that I was falling for her. It was so rare to find a woman that was the whole package. Tinsley was everything a man could ever want.
And now, today, I got to spend the entire day alone with her. I was not a territorial man but I’d been dying to have her all to myself. After sharing her with Michael in our trailer, I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about her. Her hair, her eyes, that body, every inch of her skin aroused me.
We were heading toward Hotel Colorfornia for my first ever solo magazine interview. Thank God Tinsley agreed to join me. I had done tons of press for films in the past, but something about this felt like it would be more personal and I needed her along to make sure I didn’t screw it up.
As we pulled up to the building, I saw her waiting for me. The idea that she was anticipating my arrival got my member twitching. I rushed out of the car with barely a goodbye to my driver and scooped her into a bear hug.
“Well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes,” she cooed.
“Oh Tinsley, if we weren’t due upstairs in ten minutes, I would throw you in the back of that car and fuck you silly.”
“Now, now,” she said smiling. “There’s plenty of time for fun later. Let’s go get this interview locked down. I know it’s got you anxious.” She put her hand on the back of my neck as we walked into the building and massaged my tight muscles. “Yes, I think I know exactly what you need from me later, something to alleviate that tension.”
As soon as we made it on to the empty elevator, I was all over her. I pulled her tight frame toward mine and rubbed my cock against her thigh so she could feel the effect her words had on me. Her tongue was restless and curious in my mouth, taunting me. And her hands caressed my dick through my pants as I groped her firm breast.
I slipped the strap of her dress off her shoulder and led a trail of kisses down her neck and collarbone. She moaned against my chest and hesitated around my zipper before thinking better of it. She moved her hands back up to my chest. I grasped her bubble butt wishing I had the time to make my way deeper, but I saw we were nearly at our floor. I backed away and her face was flushed but beautiful.
She smiled sexily at me as we both took a few seconds to compose ourselves in the mirrored walls of the elevator. By the time the elevator button rang, she was back to being all business.
It was one of the most impressive things about this woman. She has an incredible ability to regain composure at a moment’s notice. She’s the kind of woman that’s smooth under pressure. The kind of woman I had been looking for.
As we made our way down the hall to the room we’d been asked to meet in, I contemplated pulling up her dress to take a bite of that sweet ass but I couldn’t risk the reporter that would be interviewing me from GQ catching us in our constant act of foreplay. A bear hug in the portico was one thing, me groping her in the hallway of our photoshoot was quite another.
She knocked on the door and said, “Thiago Herrera for Alison Westcott.” So nonchalantly that you would have never known by looking at her that she’d nearly just been fucked in an elevator.
“Miss Westcott is waiting for you. Right this way,” said the assistant as she led us into the hotel room’s living quarters.
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“Wow, Thiago. Thank you for being so forthcoming. It’s not every day that I get childhood stories from the actors I interview. I think your vulnerability is going to shine through in a brilliant way in my article,” said Alison.
“And these shots are incredible,” chimed in Jason the photographer. “Don’t you think Libby?”
Alison’s assistant, a small blonde named Libby, had been staring at me all morning like a dog mooning over a bone. The whole GQ team had begun to tease her after the third time she tripped over a chair from staring at me while on her way to fetch something for Alison or Jason.
“Oh yes,” said Libby, blushed a bright red.
“Well, I certainly appreciate the opportunity to interview with you.” I said. “I am a big fan of your magazine, and I really enjoyed the experience.”
“On behalf of the Dr. Falconi team, we want to thank you for this opportunity to highlight Thiago. His reputation has certainly reached a fever pitch, and this is exactly the type of PR that we have been looking for to take him to the next level,” said Tinsley.
“You are most welcome. We have this room for the rest of the day Thiago. Feel free to take advantage of it. Order room service, take a nap, drop down to the spa for a massage, whatever you’d like it’s on us,” Alice said, handing me a set of two keys.
Tinsley and I walked Alice, Jason and Libby toward the door and said our goodbyes. As soon as the door closed, I felt a tug at my zipper as Tinsley dropped to her knees in front of me pulling my already engorged cock from my pants.
She took me in her mouth, and I watched as her lips stretched around my girth. I leaned against the door for a minute enjoying the sensation of her tongue and lips sliding up and down on my dick.
“Let’s move into the bathroom,” I said, standing her up and leading her into the marble-filled powder room. “I want you to watch me take you from behind.”
She slowly pulled her sundress over her head as she turned to face the mirrored vanity. The sight of her naked body in front of me was exhilarating, her gorgeous milky skin made me want to lick and suck and every inch of her.
“Don’t move until I tell you to.” I removed her bra, taking time to massage each breast and pinching gently at her nipples which elicited a squeal of lust from her that would send better men than me over the edge.