by K E Osborn
“What’s this movie?” I ask.
“It’s called ‘The Woman in Black’. It’s a horror,” Charlie explains.
I sink into Will’s chest; I’m not a big fan of scary movies. I always end up sleeping with the light on and I’m sure I’m going to have a sleepless night. Will wraps his arms around me and we sit in the living room with our closest friends. I let my mind wander because the movie is scaring the crap out of me, so I’m trying not to watch it. My mind wanders to the future.
What if the Nightwalker movies become huge, like Twilight or something? A cult hit?
Can I handle the publicity? Everyone knowing everything about my personal life? Tabloids making up things about me, trying to sabotage my relationship with Will? I don’t know if I’m ready for any of it. I mean I’m just a simple girl from Australia. Not many people from Adelaide make it to the big time. Of course, there are some, but I can count them on one hand.
~ WILL ~
I can’t help but notice that Kat seems a million miles away and she’s definitely not paying any attention to the movie because she’s stopped jumping at the scary parts. I wrap my arms tighter around her and she snuggles into me. I move my mouth down to her ear.
“Are you okay?” I whisper.
She nods her head and looks up at me. “Just thinking.”
That statement peaks my interest.
What’s she thinking about that could make her look so worried?
“Wanna talk about it?”
“I’m fine, babe. Watch the movie.”
“Shh,” Charlie says while putting her finger up to her lips and throwing a handful of jelly beans. Kat catches one in her mouth and I let out a small chuckle.
Eventually, the movie finishes and Kat stands and stretches. She walks toward the bathroom and I get up and follow her.
“Baby, wait up,” I call out. She turns around and waits for me at the door to the bathroom.
“What’s going on? Are you really alright?” I ask and move in for a cuddle.
“I’m fine. Just wondering how big this movie will get and what’ll happen to our lives if it does get as big as they’re saying it will.”
I hold her at arm's length. “If it does become huge, I’ll be right there with you. No matter what, we’re in this together. You and me,” I reassure her.
She gives me a half hearted smile. “What if fame tears us apart?”
I should’ve seen this coming; she’s worried about our future together.
“Kat, listen. I’m not going anywhere. Like I said we’re in this together. Remember, you are mine and I am yours, totally and without question. If I have to carry you over my shoulder everywhere we go to prove to you that I’m not going anywhere without you, then I will.”
“You would not,” she says with a smirk.
“Oh really? You think I wouldn’t?” I question and with that I fling her up over my shoulder and carry her to the bedroom. She squeals and hits my ass with her hand.
Chapter Eleven
I wake the next day to Kat resting quietly on my chest breathing slowly. I lay there and watch her sleeping. She looks so peaceful and the little noises she makes are adorable. I bring my hand up into her hair and gently caress it, and I know in this moment I’m deeply in love with her. I never thought I’d open myself up to feeling this way again, but I’m so fucking glad I did.
I continue to play with her hair and she slowly stirs from her slumber. She exhales, opens her eyes and tilts her head up to look at me.
“Good morning, Jelly Bean,” I say making her laugh.
“Jelly Bean?” she questions and yawns.
“Yeah, it’s your new nickname,” I tease with a smirk.
“Hmm, Jelly Bean. Not so sure about that. Is it because I’m a master at catching them mid flight in my mouth?” she asks propping herself up on her arm and raising her eyebrows. I nod and I can’t control myself as I lean over her and kiss her passionately. She tilts her hips up to meet mine and my cock grows instantly hard at her touch. I continue to kiss her strongly. I position my cock at her already wet pussy and slide in.
Will I ever get tired of this feeling… being inside her?
After a few strokes I hear the door open, so I pull out and look back to see Olsen standing there gawking. I quickly pull the sheets up to cover Kat’s exposed breasts.
“Olsen! What the fuck dude? Can’t you knock?” I yell at him and move off Kat while she hides herself under the bed sheets.
“Sorry dude, but there’s cameras outside and they’re trying to look in the window, just thought you should know,” Olsen says while his eyes linger a little too long on Kat.
“Thanks for letting us know. But dude, knock next time, yeah?”
My cock reminds me of its rock hard presence by twitching. Olsen walks out of the room and shuts the door. I roll over and uncover Kat’s face.
“I can’t believe he walked in on us like that?” she whispers looking flushed. I smile and move my hips forward showing her I’m still ready for action.
“We can go at it now if you want to,” I say and then suck on her neck. She moans and places her hands on either side of my face so I’m looking straight at her.
“If there are cameras out there, don’t you think it’s a good idea to check it out first? The last thing we need is a scandal about us sleeping together before the movie’s even finished filming.”
“Damn you and your logic. I suppose we’d better see what the fuss is all about.”
My cock is not happy, but I do see her point.
We get up, have a quick shower and get dressed. I walk to the front door and open it, instantly, it’s like a thousand bolts of lightning going off in front of my face, all at once. I shield my eyes from the onslaught while people I don’t know start yelling at me.
“Mr. Sanders, is it true that you are in a relationship with Miss Barrett?”
“Do you plan on doing all the movies when you and Miss Barrett break up?”
“What’s your favorite place to eat Mr. Sanders?”
“Mr. Sanders is it true you have an illegitimate love child to your former nanny?”
What the fuck?
How’d they even know I had a nanny? And why the fuck would they think I had a child with her? That’s crazy! She was thirty years older than me. She’s like a second mother, that’s really gross. I step back dazed from all the yelling and commotion. But more importantly, I can’t see due to the blinding flashes, so I look back at Kat, who’s standing off to one side, inside the door. Charlie walks out of Olsen’s room wearing one of his football gurneys and her underwear and the cameras start flashing again.
“What the...?” Charlie calls out.
“Charlie move,” I yell and she runs shocked, over to Kat, and out of the line of sight of the photographers.
“Is this your new girl, Mr. Sanders? Charlie was it? Are you cheating on Miss Barrett already?”
I’m like a deer stuck in headlights. This is crazy.
“Charlie is my roommate’s girlfriend and I’m not in a relationship at this time. Now please leave, you’re scaring the people that I live with,” I berate and slam the door shut. My eyes are hurting from the blinding flashes of the cameras.
“That was intense,” Charlie says as I make my way over to a stunned Kat.
“You okay baby?” I ask as I take her into my arms.
“Is that what it’s going to be like every time we step off set?” she questions nuzzling into my neck.
“I don’t know, but maybe we need to think about getting a publicist to deal with this shit. What do you think?”
She nods, but I can see she’s frightened.
Fucking hell, the last thing my girl needs is all this crap!
“I’ll call Wildon and find out how we go about hiring a publicist,” I say kissing her gently on her forehead.
“How are you guys going to get out of here without them seeing you’re here together?” Charlie asks.
Fuck! I hadn’t
thought of that.
That’s bound to set the rumor mill into a frenzy again.
“Maybe if you leave first, Will. They’ll follow you and then I can leave like an hour later or something. Hopefully without being seen?”
Olsen comes out of the bathroom. “What was all that yelling?”
“Fucking paparazzi,” I say and then turn my attention back to Kat.
“How many are out there?” Olsen asks.
Fuck! He’s so fucking annoying.
“I don’t know, maybe ten or so.”
“I think your idea is a good one. We have to be back on set in three hours. So if I go now and you leave in an hour, it’ll give us an hour before makeup.”
“Where will I meet you?” she asks.
“Um, in the trailer I guess. We can have an hour to ourselves before the crew come to get us,” I say with a smile, trying to reassure her that everything will be fine. I can tell that she’s starting to freak out a little.
Suddenly, the front door opens and the cameras are flashing frantically again while Dan squeezes his way in through the door.
“What the hell is that all about?” he asks while he shuts the door.
Kat exhales, and sits down on the sofa with her head in her hands.
“Kat, I know this is stressful but you’ll get used to it, I promise,” I say trying to comfort her.
“I know. I knew what I was getting myself into. You’d better get going or we won’t have time to ourselves in the trailer.”
“Make sure you stay out of sight when I walk out the door baby.” I pick up my wallet and keys and then kiss her softly on her tender lips.
God, she tastes so fucking good. Just kissing her makes me semi hard.
She kisses me once more before she heads down the hallway and out of sight of the cameras.
I open the door, place my shades over my eyes and walk around to the lot where my car’s parked. Lights are flashing and the paparazzi are running alongside me and in front of me to take my picture.
This is bat shit crazy.
“Are you having a good day Mr. Sanders?”
“Yes, thank you, and you?” I ask being polite while he snaps more photos.
“I’m great thanks. How does it feel to be the next big heartthrob?”
I laugh. “Not too sure about that. Maybe one of my co-stars is better suited to that role,” I say even though I had a feeling that with my looks I might actually become a ‘heartthrob’ if these movies are successful.
Shit, even in my head that sounded way too cocky.
“Have a good day everyone,” I call out as I hop in my car and shut the door. I try to reverse, but the paparazzi is blocking my way and are continuing to run alongside the car. This is really annoying. I honk my horn and they eventually get out of the way so I can drive off. I notice a few of them get into their vans and follow me. That’s a good thing. It means they’re leaving and not going back to the house so Kat can get out safely. I’m concerned; I don’t want anything happening to her. I probably shouldn’t have left her there alone. I want to turn around and go back, but I know it’s not going to help, so I continue on and hope that everything goes smoothly. I pull out my cell and dial Kat’s number and place the call on speaker. It rings twice before she picks up.
“Hello, are you alright?” she asks.
“I’m fine, just got onto the freeway. Do you know if there are any photographers left outside?” I hear her walking, I’m guessing to the window to check.
“No, I think they’re all gone,” she says reassuring me. I don’t mind if they hassle me, but I know that Kat won’t take to this as easily as I do. If I can take the pandemonium away from her and focus it on me to make her more at ease, then I will.
“Can I come now? To the studio I mean? It looks like they’re all gone. I’ll ask Olsen to drive me to the gates of the studio,” she says.
“If you think it’s clear and you want to come, then by all means. We can spend a bit more time alone together,” I say feeling elated.
“I’ll ask Olsen to bring me now. I’ll see you soon.”
“Alright baby, please lock the car doors just in case and be careful.”
Those fuckers better leave her alone. I don’t know what I’d do if anything happens to her.
I hang up my cell. I’m nearly at the studio and I look in the rear view mirror to see the vans still trailing me. I laugh, knowing they won’t get past the studio gates. I pull up and hand my ID to the security guard Joe, even though he knows me he still checks it thoroughly. It’s a regulation he must follow. A fucking annoying regulation if you ask me.
“Hey, Will, wassup dude?” Joe asks in his slow accent.
“Not much really. I’m a bit early so I can get ready for night time shooting and I’m trying to shake off the paparazzi.”
“They won’t get past the gate, I’ll make sure of that. Have a good night Will.”
“You too, Joe.” I drive the car through the boom gate, park, get out and walk toward our trailer. Once there I fall backwards onto our bed and pull out my cell to play on Facebook while I wait for Kat to arrive. About ten minutes later, the trailer door opens and I see Kat walking in looking very pleased with herself.
“And why are you looking so happy, miss?” I ask her as she walks over to the bed and sits on the edge.
“Because we got away with it, and now I’m here with you all alone in our big trailer. Hmm, I can think of something we can do to occupy our time,” she says licking her lips seductively.
My cock stands to attention immediately. She crawls her way over the top of me and leans down to kiss me. Our lips meet and I hold myself back from not launching at her. I want her so bad.
She plunges her tongue into my mouth and she sits astride my hips slowly rocking back and forth. I know she can feel my cock beneath her and I make sure I force it upwards grinding into her pussy. She moans slightly, taking her lips from mine and then she bites my bottom lip.
Fuck!
She sits up suddenly and takes off her top and flings it. She leans back down to kiss me again. This time I don’t hold back. I kiss her forcefully while she continues to grind her pussy against my rock hard cock. I move my hand slowly down her spine, stopping at her bra. With one hand, I undo it and it falls from her shoulders onto my chest. She flings it off the bed and it lands next to her top.
A slight growl escapes me. I move my hands to her luscious, supple tits. Her head falls backwards while I grope her and tweak her nipples. Fuck, I love doing this with her. She starts to lift my shirt and pulls it up over my head. It, too, is flung off the bed. She pulls me up so we are chest to chest and our mouths touch again. Her hands tug at my hair. You have no idea how much that turns me on. I want to be inside her, now.
The feeling of skin on skin is one of the best feelings in the world and she rubs her tits into my chest while we kiss passionately. I pull her hair and hold her to my lips while I move my hand down and unbutton her jeans. She stands abruptly taking her lips from mine and quickly pulls down her jeans. I tug off my pants, throwing them, leaving me naked on our bed. She hops back onto my lap with her light blue lace G-string covering the one thing I want most right now.
She pushes my shoulders and I fall back onto the mattress and she kisses her way up my stomach to my collarbone and up my neck. She grinds herself into my cock and I nearly come on the spot. I moan loudly into her mouth as it reaches mine. The feeling of her pussy being sheathed by that thin piece of lace is driving me wild. I move my hand to her ass cheeks and squeeze tightly while I pull her groin into mine harder. She moans softly, and with that. I take hold of her panties and tear them away from her. She sits up and laughs.
“Did you really just do that?”
I pull her down until her mouth is on mine again. I throw the ripped panties to the edge of the bed and I finally get to feel her on me. The feeling I’ve needed and am so desperately craving. I take hold of her tight ass again and grind her into me. I can feel that she’s
wet. I love that she’s wet, so quickly for me. Fuck, I want to ram it in her so hard right now, but I have to make sure she’s ready for me. I move my hands to her back and pull her underneath me. She giggles which only excites me more. I move my hand down to her clit and massage it gently in rotating circles with my finger. I can see she likes it from the way she squeezes her eyes shut.
It’s fucking adorable!
I move down and nip the inside of her thigh with my teeth and she quivers beneath my steady hand. I slowly kiss the inside of her thighs while gently keeping the pressure on her clit. With my other hand, I put a finger inside her pussy. She’s so warm and ready for me. I feel her clench her muscles around my finger so I push in another and continue to massage her clit with my thumb while kissing the inside of her thighs. I sense she’s getting close. I move my fingers in and out of her faster and faster grazing over her G spot on the front wall of her pussy. Her breathing catches and she quivers and moans. Her hands grip onto the bed sheets, fisting them as she comes hard and strong.
“I need you,” I growl and make my way back to her lips. She takes hold of my shoulder blades, with force, while I position my cock at her entrance.
“Fuck,” I say resting my body against hers.
“What?” she asks with an urgent tone to her voice.
“I don’t have any condoms,” I say, remembering that I used the last one. I move to roll off her angry with myself. She grabs hold of my shoulders, stopping me and moves her hips so that the head of my cock inserts inside her. I moan at the feeling of her pussy engulfing me.
“Are you sure?” I ask almost pleading. She nods and moves her hips up further; I can’t wait anymore so I thrust into her strongly. The feeling of her tight warmth surrounding my cock almost sends me over the edge instantly.
Shit! We are fucking bare back and the feeling is unbelievable.
“Kat,” I moan into her neck while her nails dig into my shoulder blades. After my initial thrust, I slow down trying not to send myself over the edge too quickly. She tightens her muscles around me making me moan loudly. I’m glad no one is on set now because I’m sure they’d hear us. I thrust into her deeper and deeper, the feeling of my impending orgasm growing inside me. I move my lips to hers and flip her on top of me.
