When I got home from our hike I decided to go for a quick dip in Ryan’s pool. The cool water felt amazing against my skin.
I found my thoughts constantly wandering toward Tinsley. I was instantly horny. I knew I was all alone at the house. I found myself a quiet corner of the pool and began to daydream more intensely about her while I stroked myself.
I imagined myself giving her an erotic massage. Covering every inch of her body in a thick layer of oil. I would start at her back, massaging any bit of tension away from her neck and shoulders. Then moving slowly down to her waste feeling her petite frame beneath my rough hands.
Next, I’d move to her lucious ass moving in and around her cheeks before slightly parting her legs and moving my fingers inside her sweet lips. I imagined finding her spot and pressing so lightly that she begged me for more and then giving her what she needed as she shuddered and climaxed on my hand.
Then I imagined climbing up on top of her, the feeling of the oil between our bodies incredibly tantilizing. Sliding and rubbing my thick cock slowly up her leg and then moving it slowly, gently inside of her waiting pussy.
I imagined her crying out in pleasure. Begging for more as I teased her with slow, gentle thrusts. Her moans were driving me further and further towards ecstasy and just when she couldn’t take it anymore, I would give it to her as hard and as fast as she had demanded, driving us both over the edge of passion.
When I came my whole body shuddered. I hadn’t fantasized about a woman like that since I was in high school. Hell for that matter, it was probably Tinsley back then too. There was just something about her. She was always on my mind.
14
RYAN
“That’s a franchise wrap on Dr. Harris Rutledge,” yelled the assistant director.
I picked myself off from the ground where I just did my final Rutledge death scene. I was still getting used to the idea that my time on this franchise is over, but thanks to Tinsley, I’m confident about what the future has in store.
As I made my way off the stage the cast circled around me giving me hugs and high fives and there amongst them was Tinsley. She looked radiant and is holding a cake that has a picture of my most previous Rutledge death scene along with a caption in icing that reads, “you make dying look good.”
The crew joined in and sang a few rounds of “he’s a jolly good fellow.” After the cake had been dispersed, Tinsley corralled all the leads together.
“Okay, I have to admit, I had an ulterior motive for bringing cake today. Yes, I wanted to celebrate Ryan’s last day on set but I also needed to butter you guys up,” she said sheepishly.
“Butter us up for what?” I asked.
“For the Silver Hawk Movie Festival,” she replied.
“The what?” Adrienne asked, looking puzzled.
“If you’ve never heard of it, that’s because you’ve probably never heard of it,” Tinsley said jokingly. “It’s a lesser known festival. Lots of smaller studio projects and indie films. The studio needs help promoting one of their artsy films called San Pedro.”
“Okay, but what does that have to do with you bribing us with cake?” asked Michael.
“Well, I’m bribing you because we all have to go,” Tinsley said succinctly. “Next week. The studio feels like having the Falconi crew will draw some much-needed attention to San Pedro and hopefully help it to fare better at the festival.”
“Wait, what now?” demanded Adrienne.
“I know, it’s super short notice,” Tinsley apologized. “I just found out about it this morning. Apparently, the order about it sat on someone’s desk for a week before he bothered to read it and give me the info.”
“Let me guess, Lee,” I said.
“So, let’s get this straight. I have to leave my Addie at home on a moment’s notice because Lee can’t pull his nose out of a bottle of booze long enough to read a freaking memo.” Adrienne raged.
“I know and I’m very sorry. If it helps, I've already made arrangements for my mom to fly in to help with Lucas. She would be more than happy to fill in and assist with Addie too,” Tinsley said in an attempt to calm her down.
“I’m sorry Tinsley, I know it’s not on you. It just sucks. I’ll have to leave her and the guys behind. They just took on a new client and won’t be able to get away,” she said softly. “And I hate traveling alone.”
“Hey now, you won't be completely alone. You will have all of us,” Kai chimed in.
“Right, that makes me a, hold on, I have to count a minute. Sixth wheel,” she teased.
“You won't be intruding at all,” assured Tinsley. “Think of it as a fun, mommy vacay. I’ll be sure the studio feels super bad and schedules you lots of time at the resort’s spa.”
“Okay,” Adreinne finally agreed. “Let’s do it.”