by Terry Towers
His cock and balls were both aching. His need was too intense; he needed to bury himself deep within her and end his suffering. "Take me in and ride me honey," he managed to choke out, as he pulled her mouth down to his.
As their tongues duelled, she sat sank down onto his cock, encasing his shaft in her moist warmth. He groaned against her mouth as he grabbed onto her hips and began to guide her, up and down on his length as he thrust up into her.
While he wanted to continue the feelings rushing through him and was thoroughly enjoying the sight of her as she pulled her mouth from his, arched her back and began to ride him in earnest, he couldn't control the impending ejaculation if he'd tried.
She rode him, hard and fast, punishing his eager cock with her demanding pussy. The sight of her bucking against him was too erotic. The sounds she was making were too sexy and the feel of her tight pussy surrounding him was too deliciously good.
"Fuck, Nadine. I'm coming," he groaned as he pulled her down tight to him, meeting her partway with each thrust. Water splashed over the side of the tub, further soaking the floor around it.
"Oh yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!" she panted in response, as she began to rotate her hips in a circular motion as she moved up and down on him.
His cock throbbed and balls tightened to a near unbearable brink, preparing for release. "Come with me," he coached as he thrust up in her a final time.
With a load feral groan, Hunter pulled her tight onto him slamming as deep as possible into her welcoming pussy and release. A surge of cum shot from his cock, releasing all the pent up tension that had accumulated within him all day, in one pleasure filled moment. She gyrated on him for another moment and then her body jerked - almost violently - over him, she cried out his name and a gush of her warm juices joined his in her channel.
"My God, you feel amazing Nadine. So tight. So perfect."
At the sound of his voice, she straightened up on him and opened her dark eyes to catch his gaze and give him a coy grin. "Ummmm. Maybe it isn't that I'm tight, but you're just huge."
He could feel his face grow warm at her comment. Since when was he shy, or easily embarrassed over his cock? He groaned inwardly. Normally he'd have a cocky reply for a comment like that. But he was coming up empty.
So much for being cocky, he mused.
Nadine let her body fall against his, and she lazily kissed her way up his neck, sending pleasurable shivers through him. "Penny for your thoughts," she whispered in his ear, seconds before nipping lightly at his ear lobe.
"I was wondering if you still think I'm arrogant and cocky," he teased, kissing her temple.
Nadine laughed softly as she began to kiss her way across his jaw until she brushed her lips across his. "Very cocky and arrogant, but I've grown to love those qualities about you."
"Hmmm. Glad to hear I've grown on you."
She pulled back slightly so their eyes met. The affection was so evident within those stunning dark eyes that it scared him slightly. She was falling for him - hard and fast.
A part of him was scared of the prospect; he'd made it a point all his life to avoid such emotional connections. Get off and get out, had been his motto. But the other part relished having such a pure, sweet, amazing woman caring for him. It was at that moment that he realized, he was ready to settle down and he was anxious to see where things led with the beauty looking down at him with such intense affection.
Another thought occurred to him as they gazed into each others eyes. They'd been so wrapped up in each other he'd forgotten to use one of the condoms he'd left in the bedside table. That was a slip of mind that never happened to him. Ever. Being in his line of business safe sex was always his number one priority. The sweet girl from the coffee shop had an incredible hold on him, and it was a scary sort of good.
*****
"You're still going to continue dating him!" Samantha shook her head at Nadine. "Do you have any idea the stuff he did in that video? Not for the feint of heart I'll say that much."
"You all watched it after I left!" Anger filled Nadine as she looked at Samantha and the guilty faces of a couple of other co-workers. The thought of all her female co-workers seeing Hunter fucking random women appalled her. Sure, she'd decided to accept his occupation, and the fact that there were videos floating around, but it hadn't occurred to her that everyone she knew would be watching said videos. Jenny had the night off, so she was there to fight this battle alone. Fortunately, she had just gotten off and was waiting for Hunter to pick her up. She was shocked Jenny would have allowed them to continue playing it.
"He's your boyfriend, not ours," Samantha defended giving Nadine a smirk. "Was curious on what he was into. We weren't going to let it ruin our fun." The other two coffee shop girls gasped at Samantha's words and immediately scampered off, leaving Samantha and Nadine alone.
"That is rude even for you Sam."
Samantha spread her hands out, palms up. "Hey, any of the girls could have taken it out at any time."
Samantha opened for mouth to respond when the sound of a ding chimed in their headsets, indicating it was time for Sam to get back to work. With a smug smile, she turned on her heel and made her way to the drive-thru section to take the customers order.
Pulling off her headset, Nadine angrily tossed it onto the back counter. She's really a piece of work, she growled to herself as her other two co-workers emerged from the hiding spot in the back kitchen. She was about to confront the other two when Hunter came strolling into the coffee shop, looking as sexy as ever.
"Hey honey, you rea-" his sentence was cut off and an uneasy smile touched his lips as he glanced at her two co-workers whose faces had turned red while adverting their gazes. Quickly regaining his composure, he raised an inquiring brow at Nadine.
"Yeah, let me grab my jacket." She rushed to the kitchen and grabbed her jacket and purse from the staff coat rack. Pulling her jacket on as she walked, she made her way back to Hunter who appeared to now be unfazed by her co-workers reactions to him and was chatting lightly with them.
Hoping to get him out of the coffee shop before Samantha was finished with her customer; she rushed to his side, grabbed his hand and gave it a tug. "Ready. Let's go."
She knew she shouldn't let Samantha rile her up, or make her feel uncomfortable about what Hunter did for a living - or used to do. But she'd had enough confrontation for one day and even though she hated having to ask him, she felt she needed to know exactly what was on those videos so Samantha couldn't railroad her again. She had no doubt Samantha would be renting the entire Hunter collection now that Sam knew she could use the videos against her.
Once they were out of the coffee shop, Hunter stopped dead in his tracks nearly pulling her from her feet in the process. "So what was that all about anyhow?"
*****
"Alright. You're out of your uniform and into comfortable clothes. We're at my place. We have champagne, not wine. Not a soul around. Tell me what was going on at the coffee shop." Hunter settled down beside her on the leather sofa, while passing her a glass of champagne.
She'd refused to talk about the coffee shop awkwardness, but now that they were home he was determined to get to the bottom of it. When he'd dropped her off at work that afternoon after spending the night and morning with her she couldn't have been happier. He saw a gleam in her eyes that he loved. But that gleam was gone for some reason throughout the day and anxiety had replaced it.
"The girls watched the video after I left," Nadine blurted after taking a deep sip from her glass.
Awwww damn. That hadn't even occurred to him. In truth, it didn't matter all that much to him, which he supposed was why he hadn't thought much about it. But, he could see why it would bother Nadine.
"And Samantha said there was some nasty stuff on that video..." She finished off the glass of champagne and then refilled her glass, refusing to meet his eyes.
Well, shit fuck. He raked his brain trying to remember what was on that video. He'd done so many movies, and the k
inks and intensity varied greatly between videos.
"I wish I could tell you what they saw, but I honestly don't remember what was on that one. I've done so many..." Her body tensed next to him and he immediately cursed himself so stating it like that.
"That's the problem," she whispered so low that be barely heard it.
Setting his untouched glass on the coffee table, he took hers from her and placed it next to his. Taking her hands in his, he brought her hands to his lips and brushed them across her knuckles. Her body visibly relaxed, but there was still a little tension left that he knew only her coming to terms with his past would release.
"I can't change the past. But I can guarantee I will never be in another movie. And if you want I can sit down and list every movie and what happened in them, though I doubt that would make you feel better."
She shook her head and her body shuttered as if she were trying to hold back her emotions. "It just... The girls at the coffee shop. They all saw you fucking another woman, or women. I didn't ask which. Hell, I wouldn't be shocked if Samantha rents out the Hunter collection just to rub it in my face."
Hunter let out a loud sigh. "I can only imagine how that feels for you." He hooked his index finger under her chin and forced her eyes to meet his. "To be honest... It would tear me apart if I knew men could watch you fucking other men whenever they wanted to.”
"And Samantha... She loved rubbing it in, you know?"
"You could always quit and work for me," he suggested with a little chuckle, but at the same time if she was interested he couldn't imagine anything sexier then having the woman he was with at his side during film production.
For the first time since he'd picked her up at the coffee shop she laughed. Leaning forward she gave him a quick kiss. "How much work do you think you'd get done with me on set with you?"
He wiggled his eyebrows at her, causing her to giggle. "Oh, I think it could be a lot of fun." He returned her kiss, but his kiss was deeper and more intense. She moaned against his lips, leaning into him and flattening her hands against his chest.
He settled back onto the sofa and pulled her up onto his lap so she was straddling his thighs. She'd changed into a camisole and loose fitting knee length skirt. The skirt hiked up her thighs to her waist as she straddled him giving him a glimpse of her pink satin panties.
The fire within him ignited. He knew he needed to continue talking with her over the porn issue. She needed to be reassured that he wasn't the man in those videos anymore and hadn't been for a long time. She was making him realize that what he was missing in his life was the love and stability of a sweet, caring woman.
A woman like her.
Chapter 8
Nadine tugged at the hem of his snug fitting t-shirt pulling it up over his finely defined muscular abdominals and chest. Lifting his hands to the ceiling, Nadine pulled his shirt up all the way off and tossed it to the floor. Sitting back on him, she traced the contours of his muscle with her fingertips.
"It's no wonder you were so popular in the movies. You're gorgeous Hunter."
He chuckled and he smiled shyly. "Come on now, you'll be kicking the ego you claim I have into overdrive if you keep it up."
Bending over she kissed a trail of butterfly kisses along his collar bone, while tugging at his belt with her eager fingers. "Sometimes, an ego isn't too bad."
He raised a sceptical brow at her. "Really?"
Nadine nodded and sat back on him again, chewing nervously at her lower lip. "Can I ask you something?"
Hunter, reached over and ran a hand through her hair, and watched the dark strands slowly fall from his fingertips. After what felt like an eternity to Nadine, he nodded. "Of course. Anything."
"What have you done in those videos?" She wasn't sure if she wanted to know, but it would bother her if she didn't ask.
Hunter shrugged. "What haven't I done?"
Nadine clucked her tongue off of the roof of her mouth. "So can we try some stuff?"
"Stuff?" The sexy grin that sent Nadine's heart racing returned and he slipped his hands to her ass, pulling her tighter to his growing dick.
"But, nothing real nasty or anything."
Hunter raised an inquisitive brow at her.
She grinned sheepishly at him, slightly embarrassed to have brought it up. "Well, maybe a little kinky."
His hands caressed her ass cheeks, his fingers moving close to her dampening pussy. Closing her eyes, Nadine savoured the feel of his fingers, and moaned softly as he slipped a finger under her panties and stroked the length of her slit. She leaned forward and kissed the side of his neck. "Or we could just do it here on the sofa."
"Hmmmm." Pulling her tight, he stood with her in his arms. "I have an idea."
Nadine yelped in surprise, wrapping her legs around his waist and arms around his neck. "Where are we going?" she murmured nipping at his earlobe.
"Bedroom. Oh, wait until you see what I have in mind."
"Oh yeah?"
"But if you don't want to, then don't be shy to tell me. Or feel obligated to try." Carrying her through the bedroom threshold, Hunter carried her over to the massive four poster king sized bed and laid her onto it, settling himself between her legs.
Nadine moaned, wiggling under him anxious to feel him in her again. She doubted she'd ever have enough of this man, ever. Everything about him felt too good. Physically and emotionally.
"S-s-sooooo. Wh-what do you have in mind?"
Hunter pulled up and braced his body over her with a hand on either side of her head. Their eyes locked and the desire flaring in his eyes sent shivers through her. "I'm thinking we should record it."
Nadine froze under him. "You mean..."
Hunter chuckled. "The disc will go to you. I don't get a copy. It's all yours to do with as you please."
Part of her was scared over the idea. Would her ass look lumpy? Would she look like she was inexperienced? Would it matter if she did since she was the only one to get a copy. On the other hand, the thought of being able to watch it whenever she got horny and Hunter wasn't around did seem appealing. And there was the fact that she'd have a video of him that was for her eyes only. She really liked that. And there was also a certain thrill that came with the idea of being taped.
Hunter frowned. "You know what. I'm sorry, it was an impulsive silly idea. I-"
"Yes!"
Cocking a brow up at her he confirmed, "Yes?"
Nadine nodded. "Let's do it. I like the idea of having a Hunter Robert's original in my video collection."
Laughing, Hunter kissed her quickly on the lips and slid off of her and made his way to his closet. Within minutes he had a camera and tripod set up and pointed towards the bed. A sliver of fear rushed through Nadine, mixing with the passion and excitement as she sat up on her knees and watched him set up the equipment. "Now this isn't going to be the quality of my, ummm," He cleared his throat nervously, "other videos. But it's a damned good camera so it'll suit for our purposes."
Was she seriously going to do this? She suddenly became self-conscious. She trusted him. The video was going to be her, for her eyes only if she liked. She wouldn't even need to share it with Hunter. But, it still pulled her out of her comfort zone. How was he able to perform in all those videos? She had no idea.
"Does it get easier?"
Finished fiddling with the camera, Hunter looked up to catch her nervous gaze. "Making videos?"
Nadine nodded.
"Yeah, it does. Between you and me, I was terrified the first time. Came way too fast, was clumsy. It was a mess." He shrugged and gave her a lopsided grin. "I got better."
Nadine couldn't imagine Hunter being clumsy or unsure of himself - with the exception of the incident at the hot tub. The memory brought a grin to her face and her insecurities began to melt away leaving the intense hunger for him.
"We're filming," Hunter advised.
Stepping up to the bed, his back to the camera, blocking the shot of her, Hunter slipped a hand to the nape
of her neck and leaned down, claiming her lips with his. The kiss that began as sweet and tender quickly intensified. Hooking her index fingers into the belt loops on his jeans she pulled him closer to the bed - and her.
She sighed softly against his mouth and he took the opportunity to slip his tongue between her lips to explore her mouth. The simmering between her legs ignited to a full fledged inferno of want and need. The video camera was forgotten. All that mattered was him and shedding the pesky clothing that was keeping them separated.
Their tongues continued to frolic, as she finished undoing the front of his jeans and pulled them down over his hips in a single yank. Tearing her mouth from his, Nadine stroked this rock solid cock over his boxer briefs. She was about to pull down the briefs when he stopped her.
"Not yet."
Nadine groaned inwardly. "You say 'no' way too much Hunter."
Chuckling softly, Hunter slid onto the bed and moved behind her. She was about to turn to face him, but he grabbed her upper arms keeping her where she was, on her knees facing the camera straight on. Remembering the camera pointed at them, she realized what he had planned and the self-consciousness crept back into her mind.
"You're beautiful honey," he reassured her, his voice flowing through her like satin and putting her at ease.
Brushing her long silken locks to one side he ran the tip of his finger down the length of her neck from her ear lobe to her shoulder. A shutter rushed through her and she let her head fall to the side and back against his shoulder, allowing his mouth access to the sensitive flesh.
His lips and teeth kissed and nipped at her neck, sending shivers through her. Grabbing the hem of her camisole he slowly peeled the garment up over her stomach. The feel of his hard body against hers along with the sensations flowing through her from his kisses, made her forget that she felt her stomach wasn't perfectly defined and flat. Before Hunter she'd never have dreamed of going outside in a bikini or being videotaped, but Hunter made her feel like that it didn't matter, she was beautiful and desirable as she was.
