“What would you like me to tell you?”
“Tell me something about you. Something that no one else knows.”
“Okay,” I paused, thinking. “Um, I am completely terrified of sand crabs.”
“Sand crabs? Those little tiny things?” he teased me playfully.
“Yes,” I replied. “I have no idea why they scare me, but they just do. I don’t trust them.”
He chuckled quietly, and then kissed me again.
“What about you?” I asked, as I ran my hands along his naked chest.
“What about me?” he replied lightly, his attention completely focused on finding new places on my face to put his lips.
“What is something about you that no one else knows?” He ran his hand down my arm, and let his fingers entwine with mine.
“Well,” he started, and paused.
He turned onto his back and pulled me up so I was laying on his chest, looking into his eyes. He stroked my back and I brushed his face. “I still have several of my Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles action figures from when I was a kid.”
“You do?”
“Yea, I keep them in a box in the back of my closet.”
“Wow, that’s cool. Do you ever take them out and play with them?” I asked, and pulled his fingers up to my lips, sucking on the tips.
“No,” he laughed a little. “I mean, I’ll take them out once in a while and see what kind of condition they’re in, but I don’t play with them like I did when I was a kid.”
“Will you show them to me someday?” I asked.
“Anything you want,” he said. “I could get them out now if you want me to.”
He turned over to get up, and noticed the clock.
“Oh, damn!” he jumped.
“What’s the matter?” I asked.
“I didn’t realize what time it was. I’ve got to meet my manager in an hour. I’ve gotta get going.”
“Oh, wow, I can’t believe it’s already two o’clock!” I sat up.
He got out of bed and started putting on his clothes. I pulled the covers over my legs. Without his body heat next to me, I got a little bit chilly.
He threw on some pants, buttoned his shirt, put on his shoes, and came over to me.
“You promise you’ll be here when I get back?” he said.
I kissed him.
“I promise.”
He took out his keys and handed the key to the front door to me. I smiled at him, and he smiled back. Then he walked out of the bedroom, and a few seconds later I heard the front door open and close.
I laid back down in the bed and felt giddy. I couldn’t believe this was all happening! The more I thought about it, the more amazing it seemed. He and I had gotten to know each other so well, and the chemistry between us felt so natural. It felt so right to finally have let down my guard and let myself be with him.
A moment passed, and then I heard the front door open and close again. No sooner had I sat up and he was standing in the doorway of the bedroom.
“Did you forget something?” I asked.
“No,” he replied, grinning at me.
“I just realized it only takes me 20 minutes to get there."
He started taking off his clothes again and came back into the bed, taking me in his arms and kissing me.
Grocery shopping was fast, and I had picked out a quick and easy dinner that would still be yummy- pasta and sauce, and a box of chocolate covered cherries for dessert. I had stopped by my place to pick up a few things- something to sleep in, my toothbrush, and a couple other things, including a piece of lingerie. Before I left, I took a quick shower, brushed my hair, and put it up in a clip.
I got back to Gavin’s house a little before seven, and he wasn't back yet, as I hoped. I threw the overnight bag I had picked up when I stopped by my place on the couch as I took the groceries into the kitchen and started preparing dinner. Searching through the cupboards, I finally found a pot and some olive oil. I put the pot filled with water on the stove for the pasta, sprinkled a little bit of the olive oil in it, and then went into the living room. I picked up the bag I had left on the couch and took it into his bedroom. The lingerie I brought was my favorite piece- a short, black teddy that hung just below my bottom, with a tiny red ribbon on a little slit above the right leg. It was see-through, except for the breasts, and came with matching black panties. I slipped off my clothes, put them in the duffel bag, and put on the teddy. My hair was still a little wet when I let down the clip, but I kind of liked it like that. The natural wave came out, and the curls at the bottom of my black hair circled my nipples.
I went back into the kitchen, where the water was now boiling, and put the pasta in. The steam from the pot brushed my hands and the rest of me got the chills. Beneath the teddy and under the curled ends of my hair, my nipples hardened. Just then, a key turned in the front door. I heard Gavin come in, shut the door, and put his keys on a little table that was next to the couch. Then he walked into the kitchen, and I kept my back toward him, smiling as I felt his stare engulf me. His footsteps drew close and stopped just behind me. He put his hands on my waist, then slid them to my stomach and pulled me against him. He reached up and pulled my hair to the side and kissed my neck. We rocked gently from side to side, and his hands wandered up to my boobs as his lips kept kissing my neck and my shoulders. I could feel my vagina pulsating, and I put my hands on his.
I turned around and peered into his eyes. Those beautiful, green eyes took my breath away, and my knees felt weak for a moment. He put his hand on the back of my head and kissed me passionately. Then he took a step back and gave me and up and down look, taking in the details of the black teddy. His eyebrows rose with excitement and he grinned. I could tell he liked it.
It was difficult to adequately finish making dinner with his hands and lips exploring my body. Every so often he'd find a spot that tickled me and would give it extra attention as I let out a flirty little laugh and playfully tried to push him away. I had completely forgot about the garlic bread, but I wouldn't remember it until the next day. I turned off the stove, Gavin behind me again and hands still all over me, and I put some pasta and sauce on a couple of plates. I faced him again, kissed him fervently, and took off his shirt.
In a feeble attempt to gain some self-control, I picked up the plates with dinner on them and we sat down at the table. Instead of sitting across from me, Gavin sat right next to me. We kissed and touched each other in between bites. There was barely a dent in either of our dinners when he stood up, grabbed my hands, and we headed toward the bedroom. The pasta would sit lonely on the plate until morning, and neither of us cared.
In the bedroom, we embraced each other and made out. Then, I pushed him down onto the bed. His pants looked tight, and I could see his penis trying to force its way out. I leaned down over him and held his wrists, placing them over his head. I kissed his lips, and then moved slowly down his naked torso, kissing every exposed inch of flesh I could find.
When my head reached the top of his jeans, I unbuckled his belt, undid his pants, and removed them. Then I pulled down his boxers with my teeth and kissed the flesh on his inner thighs. He jerked slightly from excitement, and as I kissed the top of his legs and his hips, I rubbed my hands up his stomach and chest.
Then I stood up, and he looked at me.
"Is something wrong, Megan?" he asked.
"No," I replied, and flashed a naughty smile at him, "I just got an idea. Wait here a second."
I went out into the kitchen and got the box of chocolate-covered cherries and took one out.
When I got back in the bedroom, Gavin was sitting up on the bed.
"Whatchya doing?" he flirted.
"Lay back down and I'll show you."
He smiled that heart-melting half smile he does, and laid back down. I unwrapped the chocolate-covered cherry and bit off the flat bottom, careful not to break the round shell or spill the syrup inside. I broke the bottom in half, and placed a half on each of his nipple
s. Then I took out the cherry and put it in my mouth, careful not to bite it, as I poured the syrup down his chest and stomach. I put the round, empty chocolate shell on the tip of his penis, and then I kissed him and used my tongue to guide the cherry into his mouth.
I kissed his neck as he chewed and swallowed the cherry, then moved down to the top of his pelvis and began licking the syrup off of him while I ran my fingernails up and down his sides. He quivered, and his growing excitement aroused me even more. It was getting pretty hot, and the chocolate on his nipples began to melt. He gripped tightly on his pillow when I started sucking the chocolate off his nipples, gently biting each of them when I had finished the chocolate.
I moved up to his face, brushed his cheek with my hand, and kissed him fiercely.
Intentionally, I had saved the chocolate shell for last. I moved down his body, slowly again, and again kissing his skin as I moved. When I got to his penis, I gripped the base tightly in my hand and put my mouth around the chocolate tip. I sucked hard on the chocolate, and the heat from my mouth and from him melted it enough that it had conformed to the shape of the head of his penis. I ran my tongue around, playing with the tip until the chocolate had completely dissolved. I flicked the edge of his helmet with my tongue, then let him go as deep in my mouth as I could. He moaned, and reached down and took my hands in his, entwining our fingers.
I took one last large mouthful of his penis, and then I got up on top of him and straddled over him. Moving aside the crotch of my panties, I slid down his shaft. He put his hands on my waist and gripped my teddy tightly. I moved up and down, threw back my head, and moaned. I looked back at him and flashed him a sexy smile, and placed my hands on his upper arms. We moved together, and I loved the feel of him rubbing against every inch inside of me. I quivered at this blissful feeling, and he squeezed my waist with his hands. I put my hands on his pecks and gripped them. His face scrunched in pleasure, and I knew he was close. So was I.
I leaned down and sucked lightly on the softer skin of his neck, and he wrapped his arms around me and held me tight against him. Then with another thrust in sync, we both came. I sighed his name, and he whispered mine back to me. I lay down on top of him and we kissed passionately, slightly tugging playfully at each other’s lips. We lay there for a while in one another's arms, resting in deep satisfaction, caressing each other softly and kissing happily.
Getting back on set after such wonderful days off was easier than I thought it would be. Everything seemed to fall into place, and the cast and crew were more comfortable with each other than I had remembered. Gavin and I tried to keep our flirting under control, but the desire we had for each other seemed rather apparent to me. I didn’t know if anyone else could tell we had been seeing each other, but no one let on they knew if they did.
Gavin had told his manager about us, and his manager recommended keeping our romance a secret until after the theatrical run of Bittersweet Memories. His manager said that if Gavin’s fans knew he was off the market, they would not attend, which would mean a lower box office return, which would then mean making it harder for Gavin to land his next role. Gavin seemed hesitant about this when he told me, but I could see the manager’s reasoning. Still, keeping our newfound love a secret seemed a little shady to me. Between scenes, we sat in his trailer and cuddled.
“I don’t really like the idea, Megan,” said Gavin. “But that’s what he’s telling me to do. I’m not sure if I should listen or ignore it.”
“Well,” I said, trying to be supportive. “I can understand. I mean, your career is just taking off, Gavin. We shouldn’t do anything to jeopardize that.”
“I appreciate that, but what does it matter if people know? I am pretty sure my manager overestimates my fans’ dedication to me. And even though it’s been a year, it’s still kind of strange to say ‘my fans.’”
“I think you may underestimate how desirable you are, Gavin. When I first heard that I was going to be working with you, I nearly fainted! You’re huge now, whether you know it or not.”
“Well, I’m not sure I want to be. I mean, I just like acting. I never really thought I’d get fame out of it; it’s just something I wanted to do because I love doing it.”
I smiled, and touched his face.
“Like it or not, you’re too good at it to go unnoticed. You should’ve stuck to stage,” I teased him.
He laughed with me and kissed my forehead.
We sat in each other’s arms for a while, until a production assistant knocked on the door. Startled, we jumped up and grabbed our scripts that had been sitting on the table, and pretended we had been rehearsing the whole time. The knocking came again.
“Come in,” Gavin yelled.
The P.A. opened the door and poked his head in.
“Sorry to bother you, but you’re both due back on set in five.”
“Thank you- five,” Gavin said, smiling warmly at the young man. “And you’re no bother, Ben.”
The young P.A. beamed knowing that Gavin knew his name. I felt a little guilty that I had not been paying attention to some of the crewmembers- after all, we wouldn’t even have a production without them. I had just been so excited about working on a big-budget film that I had forgotten the little details. I made mental note of the P.A.’s name- Ben, I repeated in my head- and told myself I would start being more social with all the crew, even though there was only a few weeks left of filming.
“I better run over to hair and make-up real quick,” I said, standing. “Should make sure that Stacy is happy with my hair and fixes anything that you may have gotten out of place.”
“Oh, so it’s my fault?” Gavin said playfully.
“Well, if I hadn’t fallen for you, then who would be messing up my hair every day?”
Gavin grabbed my arm and pulled me into his lap, wrapping his arms around my waist.
“Yea, I guess that’s about all I’m good for, isn’t it?” he teased.
I kissed him, tasting his lips and welcoming his delicious breath into my mouth. He held me tight, and I played with the nape of his neck. I loved the outfit wardrobe had put me in- a light summer dress with a pretty floral pattern- and Gavin liked it, too. It made it easy for him to slip his hands underneath and touch me. Although I wanted to just stay and be with him, I lightheartedly grabbed his hand and pushed it away.
“If you start that, we’ll both be late!” I said, smiling at him.
“They can do the movie without us,” he joked. “We’re only the leads.”
I stood up, bent over, and planted a sexy little kiss on his lips. Then I turned and walked out of the trailer, feeling him watch me as I left.
The scene we were filming today was one that I had been looking forward to since first reading the script. My character, Lizzy, and Gavin’s character, Dante, were finally realizing their passion for each other. It started out with Lizzy yelling and Dante about what an idiot he was and how mad she was at him that he never made a move or realized how great they’d be together. Dante starts fighting back, saying that he only held himself because he knew he would never have a chance with someone so perfect, telling Lizzy that she was his dream girl and that he had been in love with her since they first met seven years ago.
In the scene, Lizzy starts to realize all the things that Dante has done for her over the course of their friendship- he had been there for everything: he picked her up during her darkest hours but also helped her celebrate on her best days. He had always given her gifts with such personal meaning, and always made sure she got home safe each night. Lizzy realized Dante was the one who had helped her nurse a broken heart when her ex left her, and never left her side while her dad was dying. She realized how much she truly loved Dante, and finally saw that he had always loved her.
The scene was set outside on a boat dock. Dante is about to get in this little motorboat and head out to sea, not sure where he’s heading but wanting to find a new start. Lizzy comes to get him and tell him how mad she is. The scene ends with
a zealous first kiss between Dante and Lizzy.
Gavin and I had rehearsed the scene countless times. We knew it would have to be the gem of the whole film. It’s set during the middle of a hot summer, but it was a rather chilly day. As we went through the scene, I held in my shivers and we both tried our best to give the performance of a lifetime.
“Cut!” yelled the director, Sal, after Lizzy and Dante had embraced. Gavin and I lingered longer in the kiss, and Sal had to yell “cut” again to get our attention.
We had given it our all, but there’s always that knot in the pit of an actor’s stomach that wonders whether the director is pleased or pissed. Sal walked over to Gavin and me, and just stared for a moment.
“I don’t know what’s going on,” Sal said. “But that was brilliant! I haven’t seen such chemistry on set since Patrick Swayze and Jennifer Grey! Amazing! Do it again, kids- we’re going to change angles.”
Gavin and I took our places from the top of the scene, and prepared ourselves to get ready to start the scene again. I tried to block out Megan’s feelings of wanting to kiss Gavin and let in all of Lizzy’s anger at Dante. A couple of deep breaths got my focus back. Sal and the crew took several minutes to reset to the new angle, and I tried to keep my gaze off of Gavin. I wanted- no, needed- his kiss again.
When the cameras and lights were almost done being rearranged, the young P.A. who had come to the trailer earlier walked up to me.
“Miss Manning,” he said. “Would you like some water?”
He held out a bottle of water toward me. I smiled at him and took it.
“Please, call me Megan,” I said. “Thank you very much, Ben.”
Ben smiled at me with friendly eyes. He couldn’t have been more than seventeen or so. He walked over and offered a bottle to Gavin as well.
“QUIET ON THE SET!” the assistant director yelled.
Sal took his seat, and said “Action” to the A.D. The A.D. yelled it out for everyone to hear.
Gavin and I began the scene. I could still feel the moisture from his lips on mine from the last take, and I had to pull all my focus to just be able to give another good performance. When it came to the moment of the kiss, I had to remind myself again that I was still Lizzy and this was a first kiss.
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