by Angela Blake
That was a reality Nicole never thought would come true. She shut her eyes for a moment and pondered over what it would mean in the near future and what it could result to in the long run.
Nicole couldn’t sort it all out, though, and just decided to go with the flow. For the time being, she had everything she wanted. For one time in her life she had the hot, rich bad boy and the position to tell his bitchy wife to stay out of their way. It was like high school all over again except this time she was in charge.
Chapter Nine
Three days later and they were still together. Michael took her out to the movies and they hung out in the same club they first met in for a dance and some drinks. She got bored on the second day and he was kind enough to take her out shopping.
By the evening of the third day since Vanessa left Nicole got a call from one of her new employers. She was told they had a photoshoot scheduled for her and she had to report in an hour before the photographers would arrive. That was still a few days away, however, and Michael was elevated to know he could keep her in his manor for a while longer.
“Why don’t you just move in here?” he asked her that night as they were driving back to her apartment. She had to pick up some new clothes from the laundry and make sure no one broke into her place. “If you just live with me I can take care of you. You won’t have to work and we’ll always be together.”
Nicole looked at him from the passenger seat. She reached out and held his hand, rubbing his fingers as he gripped on the steering wheel. “You know why I can’t, right? It’s still Vanessa’s home and besides, if I live there then it won’t take long for the press to put two and two together. You’ll headline all the tabloids for weeks.”
“I’m pretty sure there’s paparazzi already snooping around my house trying to figure out who you are,” Michael told her, his eyes glued to the road. “Vanessa won’t even feel your presence. We can put you up in the second floor and I’ll always stay there with you. When she comes by, she’ll only stay in her room and the facilities in the first floor. She’ll then leave and it’ll be like nothing happened.”
That was definitely appealing. Nicole took a moment to think about it but there was just so many little details stopping her from accepting the offer.
“I don’t know, babe,” she told him. “Let’s just take it a little slowly. Let me see how this situation grows with Vanessa. If it turns out all right after a month or two, then sure, I’ll move in. I just don’t want to do it now and end up regretting the decision later on.”
Michael was silent and she knew he was digesting everything she just told him. Being a rich playboy, it was probably one of the few times anyone ever stood up to him and denied him what he wanted. That slightly agitated Nicole because she feared she might end up becoming exactly like Vanessa.
“Okay, I get where you’re coming from,” he told her as he took a left turn and entered the apartment compound. “I have to admit I was hoping you’d just agree but at least you’re not flat-out saying no.”
Nicole nodded, “I’m not saying no. I’m just saying let’s give it some time and if everything looks nice and settled then I’ll definitely move in with you.”
“Sounds like a plan to me then,” Michael said. He had a beaming look of euphoria emanating from him and Nicole figured she succeeded in managing that situation. “However, I want something in return for my patience.”
Nicole giggled and wrapped an arm around his just as he parked in front of her apartment, “What do you want, my master?”
“That’s an appealing term,” Michael commented. “Well, how about we start with taking your hands and using them to undo my zipper.”
A wicked smile grew on Nicole’s face. She kept her gaze glued to his as she zipped down and reached for his cock. When she grabbed it she noticed it was already getting stiff. She wasted no time in liberating it from his pants and looked with glee as it popped out into the open air. The mere sight of his manhood got Nicole drooling and her pussy began to moisten in anticipation.
“You’re looking horny already,” Michael also noticed how turned on she was. “Let’s work on that. Come on down, babe, give me the best blow job you can.”
Nicole didn’t say a single word. She was already thinking of it before he even said it and was halfway down by the time he finished his sentence. She opened her mouth and took his cock in. Toying with it using her tongue, she felt a warm sense of joy whenever he’d jolt, grunt or moan in pleasure.
Michael took her by the hair and gripped her head with his hands. Nicole knew he was getting really turned on by the way she played with his cock in her mouth and this feeling intensified when he pushed down on her head.
Instantly she felt his cock thrust deep into her mouth and her throat. Her eyes squinted and for a fleeting second she couldn’t breathe but then her head went up. He gave her half a moment to gather her bearings before slamming her head back down. Her throat constricted, tightening around his cock.
Nicole loved every second. As she deepthroated his cock she slobbered all over it and moaned in ecstasy. Unconsciously she had reached down between her legs and was playing with her clit as Michael continued to push and pull her head onto his cock.
In no time at all he exploded, flooding her mouth with his warm cum. She kept his cock in her mouth, swallowing as much of his seed as she could. Some of his fluid began to drool by the side of her lips and she gleefully licked it all clean.
When she looked up at him, she saw he was soaking in the moment. His eyes were shut and he was breathing heavily but there was a satisfied look on his face, a look she took pride in knowing it was her who brought it onto him.
It was at that moment that Nicole felt all the power in the world was in her hands. Even with the truth out in the open, Michael was hers. He wanted her, he desired her, he couldn’t handle losing her and he wouldn’t give her up even with Vanessa already in his life.
“Baby,” Nicole whispered in a low, sultry voice to seduce him even further. “Baby, I want you to fuck me. Right here, right now.”
That turned on a switch in Michael that drove Nicole insane. She smiled when she saw how his face lit up like it was on fire. He grabbed her, pulled her out of the passenger seat and placed her on his lap. Michael immediately reclined his chair and then worked on raising her skirt. When he couldn’t find a way to help Nicole out of her panties her grabbed the fabric and tore them right off.
“Come here baby,” he told her as he guided his cock into her pussy. Nicole let out a soft moan as she felt his manhood penetrate into her flesh. She sat on his cock and felt it burst into her very body and she cooed softly with every moment it rubbed against her flesh.
“Come here baby,” Michael repeated. “Let me make some magic with you. I’m all yours. You’re mine.”
Nicole smiled to herself. Those were the words she wanted to hear. Before she let go of her mind and fucked him in his car, she finally took a moment to bask herself in the satisfaction.
THE END
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Chapter One
Ashlyn adjusted the settings on the camera one more time. She couldn’t believe that she was about to shoot scenes for the movie Firebird. She had always dreamed of filming, and being here felt surreal. It just seemed as though the preparations were taking forever! Gary Phogot was an up-and-coming director. The tabloids said he had promise, but that he hadn’t produced a movie yet that really grabbed into the public.
Ashlyn looked around and saw that many of the other togs were sitting around. Some were talking; some were eating the drinks provided. They certainly weren’t worried about their cameras flying away. Ashlyn decided she had to do something to relax. Her part in the filming would come soon enough.
“That looks good,” Ashlyn said, approaching one of the togs and commenting on their plate of food.
The man held it up and smiled. “Would you like to try some?”
Ashlyn grabbed a small handful of the trail mix and began eating it piece by piece as she tuned into the man’s conversation with another woman working on set. “. . .badly run. Before, we were very efficient. Now, it’s a lot of sitting, a lot of waiting, and not a lot of working.”
“You say that like’s a bad thing,” the woman answered. “We’re still being paid the same, so what does it matter?”
Ashlyn’s eyes traveled over to the director who was giving orders and flapping his hands like a bird who was desperately trying to take flight. Maybe he really was trying to move things along. The director motioned toward the woman in charge of the extras.
Ashlyn shook her head and turned away as the extras started filing in. She felt a little sick to her stomach. Her luck had never been very good. When she was growing up, all she had wanted was to be an extra. She hadn’t even asked for a speaking part, and here were others receiving their places easily. Her luck never seemed to take her very far, but then, that was normal. She hadn’t been able to finish film school either for lack of money. She’d had to beef up her resume with a few lies before anyone would take her.
But, it seemed to have work well in the end. Here she was, almost ready to begin filming her first scene. Ashlyn walked back over to the camera that had been assigned to her, her camera, and began fidgeting with it again. She looked up and watched the director direct. The extras were being led over to a certain part of the forest, and Ashlyn wondered why they needed so many. It’s not as though they were filming in the city.
One of the extras was pulled aside, and Ashlyn found her stomach flipping over as she studied him. She had never been one of those girls desperate to have a man, but this man was very attractive. He drew Ashlyn’s eye immediately. Ashlyn studied him as he listened carefully to the director’s instructions.
He had dark skin that looked as smooth as an undisturbed cup of hot cocoa. His hair was cut short, and when he smiled at the director, Ashlyn felt her heart beat hard. He was very handsome. After a pause, where she seemed to be struggling for control over her body, Ashlyn pulled away and forced herself to focus on something else. She struck up a conversation with a cameraman who was standing nearby.
“So,” she said, “what’s the protocol for filming? Do you know if we’re going to start this year?”
The guy looked up from his phone as though surprised that someone was talking to him. “Oh, yeah. Soon. Sorry, my girlfriend is being needy.”
Ashlyn glanced at his phone. She didn’t know what to say. She’d never been great at conversing with others. She was more of an introvert.
“So, shouldn’t we go ahead and set up our cameras?” she asked, more out of something to say than really thinking he would know the answer.
The guy shrugged. “I don’t think so. Gary will tell us when we’re supposed to do something. Just stay quiet and out of his way until that happens.”
Ashlyn smiled. “Okay. I’m just so excited to start that I want to be ready.”
The guy smiled a crooked smile at her as if seeing her for the first time. “I remember being a newbie.” He slapped her arm as one friend would to another. “Enjoy it. Pretty soon, you get bogged down and life, and then sometimes, you forget how much you loved working with a camera in the first place.”
“I don’t think I could ever forget that,” Ashlyn said.
Gary came over a few minutes later and began shouting hurried directions. Ashlyn adjusted her camera and focused on the area she was assigned. Everyone was in place and ready to start the frame.
Ashlyn stood behind her camera and looked through the lens. Her stomach flipped over again as she looked at the dark-skinned extra. She had thought he would just be playing with the others, be there for a day then leave. Instead, he had been chosen to have a little bit of a bigger part. Ashlyn didn’t like the idea of him having a bigger part, but who was she to say anything? She simply focused her camera on her and tried to calm her stomach. She had never felt such instant attraction to someone.
As soon as she started recording, she couldn’t wipe the smile off her face. The man who was stirring her insides was playing a small role named Travis. She decided that would be his name from now on since she didn’t know his real name. She slowly moved her camera forward on the dolly at the correct part, focusing in close on Travis. He looked right at the camera as he delivered one line, and Ashlyn felt like she might throw up. What was her problem?
“Alright, everyone has five minutes,” Gary said. “Five minutes, everyone.” Gary was pulled away to deal with a problem, and Ashlyn began reviewing the shots she had. They were pretty good.
Ashlyn looked up and saw that Travis was headed toward her. Did he find her as attractive as she found him? Ashlyn looked toward the bathroom trailer, desperately searching for an escape. It was too late. Travis laid a hand on her arm.
Chapter Two
“You’re working with the cameras,” he asked as Ashlyn slowly turned back to him and acknowledged that she would have to speak to him.
“Yeah,” she answered. “You’re an extra.” Wow, that was brilliant, Ashlyn. You really know how to draw them in, she thought.
“My name is Javon,” the man said, offering his hand. Ashlyn shook it.
“Ashlyn,” she replied.
“Your eyes really make you stand out,” Javon said. Ashlyn self-consciously looked at the ground. Everyone said the same thing. Her green eyes were one-of-a-kind, beautiful, unique, and memorable. She had heard it all before, but somehow, when Javon said it, it made her feel different, like his opinion mattered.
“Thank you,” she said, searching for something to complement back toward him.
“You should be in front of the camera, not me,” Javon continued. Ashlyn looked up and caught his eyes. When she did, she forgot everything she wanted to say. She felt like she was frozen. A strong urge rose up within her to kiss him, but she batted it away. Why was she so physically attracted to him?
“I guess we all have our place,” Ashlyn finally said. “I love working with cameras, so I much prefer to be with my camera than act.”
Javon shrugged. “It’s the loss of the viewers then.” He smiled directly into her eyes, and Ashlyn felt desperate to busy herself in some way. This man was going to distract her and make her unable to work when he was around. If she couldn’t think when he was looking at her, how would she be able to work?
“I’m going to get some water,” Ashlyn said. “I’ll talk to you later.” She took a step away and felt as though she were freeing herself from a trance, but Javon stepped forward again.
“I’ll get your water. You wait right here.”
Ashlyn didn’t like it, but she waited, watching Javon as he walked away. Her eyes dropped to his ass, and she half-smiled. He was certainly a very attractive man, and she didn’t mind looking at him. It was when she started to talk to him that he was a problem. If she was calling his attention as much as he was calling hers, then they would distract each other. They had to keep Gary, the director, happy or they could both lose their jobs. There was no dating among employees, even extras. If you were dating, you had to keep it a secret.
Ashlyn accept the bottled water right at the moment when they were called to return to their position. Ashlyn thanked Javon for the water hurriedly and turned toward her camera, but Javon grabbed onto her arm.
“I just want to say. . .”
“We need to get back to our positions,” Ashlyn said. “I can’t talk anymore.”
She pulled her arm gently from his grasp, her arm still tingling from where he had touched her. She hurried to her camera and pulled the shot into focus. Ashlyn wanted to take the time to evaluate what she was thinking and feeling, why Javon’s touch affected her so much, but she knew that her job had to come first. It had been hard to get this position, and if Ashlyn lost it, it would be even more difficult to get another. Ashlyn pa
nned the scene below her then closed in on Javon’s face. He gave her a smile just before the scene started. Ashlyn was shaking her head, but she was also smiling. Maybe Javon did like her. It was kind of fun for someone to think her attractive.
Ashlyn threw herself into filming, and even when the actors received a short break, she used the time to review her shots. She wanted them to be perfect. She wanted to pick up her mistakes before someone else did and correct them so that she wouldn’t be at fault for needing extra filming.
The extras were let go at noon, and Ashlyn grabbed one of the half-sandwiches available at the table. She choked one down and returned to reviewing her shots. Javon approached her with a laden plate.
“Don’t you want to actually eat something?” he asked. He held the plate out to her. “I got some extra.”
Ashlyn let her eyes slide to the plate quickly before turning back to her camera. “I already had something to eat, so I’m not hungry. But thanks.”
“What do I do with the plate now?” Javon asked, causing Ashlyn to look up and meet his eyes.
“I guess you’ll have to eat it,” she shrugged. He was a big guy.
Javon shrugged. “I guess I will. So how long have you been filming with Gary?”
“Um, this is my first time,” Ashlyn answered, turning back to her camera.
“I thought so. I’m pretty sure that anyone who works with Gary for a long time already has grey hair.”
Ashlyn laughed, though she looked around to see if anyone else heard. “You’re just trying to make trouble. I am not about to get in trouble because of your jokes.”
“Hey, freedom of speech, right?”
“And Gary has the freedom to fire, so you should probably keep your free speech to a minimum,” Ashlyn recommended, once again burying her face in her camera. If she let herself be distracted by Javon, she knew that she would get hurt. It was better to focus on her first love, filming.
