Usually, Victoria lost herself in the moment. But as she went down on Alec, she felt like her brain was full of static. Did she make him cum? Did she make him close before she inevitably let him fuck her? She was so wrapped up in her thoughts that she jumped out of skin when she felt another set of hands on her, caressing her shoulders and her breasts before one hand went to rest of one of her hips. The other guided a member to her entrance.
Jared. Victoria was so angry with him that she almost wanted to have sex with Alec out of spite. But she knew that the only way that she was going to possibly get through this was if he was with her. So she mentally braced herself for what was to come as he entered her, making sure to be extra gentle. This was already in stark contrast with Alec, who was already grabbing onto her head so that she could take as much of him into her mouth as possible.
Normally she enjoyed doggy style as it felt good in all the right places, but it was hard to focus when Alec was so aggressive. He was enjoying the moment thought, bucking his hips up as she wrapped her lips around him. Behind her, she could hear Jared’s breathing getting heavier and his thrusts slapping against her. She almost felt disappointed that she felt nothing at all.
“Fuck, this is good,” the movie producer groaned, “Let’s change. I want you to sit on my face. I’m going to make you cum.”
They adjusted so that Victoria was kneeling above his shoulders. Alec began to lap at her folds and once more he was more aggressive than Jared had ever been. This time, however, it was in her favor. She found herself squirming and gasping as he used his arms to how her down on his mouth. Victoria knew she wouldn’t last long.
Jared stood so that his cock was level with her head. He tried to cup her face in his hand so he could look at her, but Victoria wrenched her eyes shut. She began to give his member a turn with her mouth. She wasn’t able to get far before Alec’s pussy eating tipped her over the edge and she was screaming and convulsing on top of him. She found herself falling face first onto the bed because her muscles felt like jelly. She hated the fact that someone so selfish could make her feel that way.
“Jeez Jared, I had no idea what you had here,” Alec said as he rubbed his hands along Victoria’s back. “I want to ravage her. If you want, we could try double penetration.”
“NO!” Victoria cried out. She’d never done anything like that before and she wasn’t going to try for the first time during a threesome. Not to mention she couldn’t stand the sight of Jared right now.
“Alec, fuck me until you cum, then I’m out of here.”
It was obvious that Jared was hurt as he left the room, but she didn’t have time to dwell on it because Alec was laying her down on the bed and straddling her. He proceeded to take her hard and in spite of her feelings on having sex with the movie producer, she came two more times before the man finished all over her face and chest. Screaming and thrusting her so hard that she knew that she would be raw in a few hours.
“Wow,” he panted as he lay on Jared’s bed, “you’re unbelievable. God, I hope you let me do that again.”
He opened his arms so that Victoria would lay with him but she was already up, heading towards the bathroom to wipe up her face.
Alec called after her as she attempted to tame her wild hair. She collected her pieces of clothing and shoes from various parts of the house. She tried to ignore the fact that Jared was sitting on his couch with a bottle of whiskey but she was in no mood to talk after what he'd just put her through.
“I hope you’re happy,” she spat in his direction, “I hope I just earned you millions.”
“Victoria, please,” Jared despaired, sounding broken.
“Fuck you,” she replied and slammed the door behind her.
*****
The show continued to run, and the budget was released for the future film. No one was surprised by this because Jared Miller had funded it himself. Most of the cast was thrilled and in front of everyone, Victoria put on a happy face, but behind closed door she could not wait until she could be as far away from this as possible. She didn’t know where the future would take her, but she knew she was never going to step on this stage again.
At first, Jared had tried to reach out to her, but Victoria all but ignored him. She didn’t want to make a scene, she didn’t want to scream or cry when there was so much on the line, but she just pretended that he was any other man. She didn’t answer his calls. She always made sure that she left the theater with a group of people. It hurt, it really did. But she told herself that he was dumb for thinking that it wasn’t going to turn out like this.
The Broadway run ended six months after everything started. It wasn’t the end of the show. It was just a hiatus really so that they could film for the movie and if people decided that they were going to leave, they could find replacements. Everyone was surprised to see that Gemma was going to need a new actress and when everyone asked her why she explained that she was ready for a break. She’d been doing nothing but acting for so long that she forgot what it was like to be a normal human being. She hoped it sounded more believable than she felt.
The movie was even more extravagant than the show. Victoria and other members of the company had to go into a recording studio to record all their songs for both the movie and the soundtrack that would be released in stores. She had to do multiple takes to make sure that it was perfect. But soon it was over. Soon she was standing on the red carpet at the premiere and she was counting the moments until she would never have to see Alec, the paparazzi, no one ever again.
The critics and the public loved Muse. It was so different than anything that had been released lately. That was one thing that Victoria would not take for granted. She had earned enough money through the show and the movie to not worry about much. She could take her time finding a new job. She could move anywhere if she wanted to.
The theater began to empty, people buzzing about how wonderful the film had been and how it would a pop culture favorite for years to come. As much as Victoria wanted to be in the first cab out of there, she lingered in the beautiful theater, no knowing when she would be on the stage next, if she would even come back.
“We did it.”
Jared walked over to her, looking happy but exhausted at the same time. He was tentative, giving her plenty of space.
“I suppose we did,” Victoria replied looking down at her silver stilettos. They matched her gown perfectly.
“Don’t go.”
Victoria looked up at him. Jared’s face was pained. He looked like he would cry if that was what it took to get her to stay.
“I need a break. The show, the film. I’m exhausted,” she said.
“I’m not talking about Muse!” he hissed, “I’m talking about us. Don’t leave me. I don’t care if you are in my show. I need you.”
“How is that possible? You let another man fuck me so that your brainchild could be made into a movie,” Victoria demanded. “How do you possibly come back from that?”
Jared’s face contorted with grief, he finally closed the space between them so that no would be able to see his tortured expression but Victoria.
“I was an idiot. Not having you by my side is killing me. Victoria I love you!”
Victoria shook her head feeling the tears wanting to spill over her eyelashes.
“No, you don’t. This started out as infatuation that turned into an obsession. That’s all it ever was. I thought I loved you…I don’t what to think anymore.”
“Victoria, please!”
Victoria couldn’t do it anymore. She walked out of the theater, not caring to see if he was behind her or not. She got in a cab, hoping to feel freer than she felt. She couldn’t stop thinking about Jared’s distraught face as he begged her to stay. It didn’t matter. He’d already made his choice. His fame and fortune had been more important than her happiness.
By the end of the week, all trace of Victoria ever being in New York was gone. She sublet her apartment, she changed her phone number and moved o
ut of the city. She was young enough that she felt that she could roam around with her savings from Muse until she found a new home. That propelled her more than anything. She could no longer be the source of an obsession if she could not be found. She’d miss the city that gave her a chance a fame, but she was ready to move on with the next chapter of her life.
*****
About a year later, Victoria was taking off her costume for Anna for the show The King and I. She’d recently come back to theater after doing a bit of travelling. She like travelling so much that she auditioned for the travelling playgroup about four months ago. The King and I was the company’s first production but they already had their season planned out and Victoria was a lock. She had been in the smash hit Muse after all.
They went to a new city every week, and because of this the other members of the company had become her second family. So she was surprised when someone came down to where she was keeping her belongings and told her that someone was asking for her. They were in Baltimore, she knew absolutely no one in the city.
“Do you know who it is?” she asked confused. Someone from the wardrobe department was helping her get out a large hoop skirt and she placed her hand on their shoulder to ready herself.
“It’s a man. Older than you. Maybe in his forties at most.”
Victoria’s heart began to race. It could be anyone, but she had a feeling that there was no one else that would be looking for her specifically.
As if her cast mate could sense her nervousness, they asked if she wanted someone to go up with her or even tell the man to go away. Victoria smiled wistfully, she had a night just like this what seems like ages ago.
“It’s okay. I’ll go up. Just come looking for me if I’m not back down here in fifteen minutes.
She quickly put on a hoody and a pair shorts before she made her way backstage. This particular theatre was small even compared to the huge stage she’d performed as Gemma or even The Little Bird. She felt a strange sense of déjà vu as she saw a man sitting in the front row wearing a grey suit. Her stomach dropped. It was Jared Miller. Who else would it be?
“Victoria!” he called out when he saw her finally approach.
Victoria didn’t know if she should hug him so instead she sat on the edge of stage and smiled at him warily.
“Hello, Jared.”
He began to tell her how well she had performed and once more Victoria remembered that she had been in this same exact situation before. After the cordialities ended and an awkward space began to fill between them. She knew that her fifteen-minute window would be coming to an end and that soon her cast mates would come looking for her.
“Jared, why are you here?”
It had taken her a while to heal from everything that had happened between them. She didn’t know if she could ever forget what Jared had put her through to make them both famous and successful.
He stared at her with sad eyes.
“I’ve searched everywhere for you Victoria. You changed your phone number. You moved. I finally heard that you were the lead in this show and I went to every performance until I got the nerve to ask someone if I could talk to you.”
Victoria almost wanted to laugh out loud. Did he hear himself?
“Jared, this is nuts. Do you hear yourself? You searched everywhere for me. You went to every performance. You are obsessed with me.”
“Of course, I am!” Jared admitted. “It started out because of a beautiful performance. But then I got to know the woman beyond the characters. I fell in love with her.”
“Well, we all know how that turned out,” Victoria retorted. “I don’t think I need to remind you how you messed that up.”
She saw a few of her cast mates walking onto the stage and she rose up, getting ready to leave Jared behind.
“If you are asking me to be in another one of your shows, hell no. I refuse.”
“I’m not here to get you to come be in a show. I’m here to get you to come home. I love you Victoria. You are absolutely right. I went about this all wrong. I cared about the fame and the fortune and I didn’t think about your feelings. I’m a huge idiot. I don’t deserve for you to speak to me ever again. But I’m going to try one last time. Give me a chance Victoria. I’ll cook you dinner every night and we can watch any show you want when we have free time. I’ll donate my money to any charity you deem worthy. I don’t care what I have to do as long as I get one more chance.”
Victoria stared at him dumbfounded. Was he serious? I mean it sounded good. She loved the parts of their strange relationship that had nothing to do with the show. She wasn’t going to go back to New York with him. Not yet. She’d jumped ship once before and gotten herself into this mess. She wasn’t going to do that again.
“I’m not leaving the playgroup. You can visit me. I’ll stay with you when I am in New York, but I am not giving my life up for you. Not again. Not until you can prove to me that this is love and not an obsession. Do you understand?”
Jared nodded vigorously. “I will do anything. I want you to be happy. More than anything.”
One of her cast mates called to her, they wanted to know if she needed help. Victoria told them that she would be in a minute. She turned back to Jared and smiled at him. It was a little less weary this time.
“Then I will take things day by day with you.”
Jared looked elated and he raced to the edge of the stage to pick her up into a strange embrace.
“Thank you! I promise that you won’t ever be disappointed again.”
Victoria looked at him sheepishly.
“We’ll see,” she replied. “We’ll see.”
Then she let herself down and looked towards her new friends. This would be a great story when they got to their hotel rooms later. Sometimes the truth was stranger than anything they acted out onstage.
THE END
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Heat of Passion
“Hold on a minute, I think that there’s something burning in the house, I'll call you right back,” Christie said to her long time best friend, Karla as she wondered why there was a burning smell coming from the house.
“Alright, girlfriend, let me know if there is something that you need-”
Christie hung up the call before Karla could complete her sentence. As she tucked her cell phone into the pockets of her jeans, she made her way out of the bedroom and down the stairs in a dash. There was the scent of something burning and she couldn’t quite figure out since she had told all of her workers to take the day off, wanting to spend the day alone. In the kitchen, there was nothing in there, and so she decided to check all of the other rooms one by one just to be sure. There seemed to be nothing that was burning although the house was pretty big and she just might have missed something.
She headed back up the stairs to her bedroom, this time pulling a robe around her naked body and deciding to check the grounds outside the house. She slipped on a pair of open sandals and headed out of the house. There seemed to be nothing in her garage as all of her cars appeared safe, and the area around was also pretty clear. Deciding that the smell was probably coming from one of the nearby neighbors, she made her way back into the house so that she could relax in her hot tub as she read a book.
This was the way that Christie Allen spent all of her weekends after a long week at the office. She had become a successful business woman after putting in a lot of work into her modeling agency in New York. Most of the top models came to the limelight through her Christie Modeling, Inc. now, and work had somehow become less after she had delegated some of her duties to some of her staff. For a woman of her age, she had achieved what many would have loved to, and she was proud of herself. She had all of the money that she needed and made the fashion magazines regularly, bringing her even more fame.
There was only one thing that evaded her. She just could not find love. Could it be due to the fact that she was the proud sort of woman tha
t did not let anyone come close to her heart? She had always been very closely guarded when it came to matters of the heart, knowing very well what breaking it would mean to her. There were many men that had tried to access her heart, but she kept pushing them away as they were either not her type or not in her social class. Maybe being too choosy about the men that she wanted was one of the reasons why she still felt so alone in the world despite the fact that she was financially successful.
“Hello, is everything there alright?” Karla's voice said into her cell phone as she picked up the ringing device.
“I guess so, can't seem to find anywhere that could be emitting the smoke. It is probably coming from one of the neighbors,” she said to her friend as she headed into the bathroom so that she could draw her bath.
“Perfect, I was worried there for a moment. Anyway, are you going to the Anderson party tonight? I think that it will be a good occasion for us to network with other industry players, and besides, who knows, you just might find that Mr. right out there,” her friend said. All the while, Christie had known that this was coming.
“I think that for the networking part, that might be a great idea, but as for the Mr. right, I don’t think that is going to happen any time soon. I mean, I find the guys in the circle so extremely boring. Even if I try and show some interest, I always find myself dozing off with boredom,” she said to her friend.
“Girl, I think you should at least give it a try because I don’t think that you intend to spend the rest of your days living single. You are now twenty-six years old and you will soon reach the red light, where no man will look at you, except maybe for your money,” her friend laid down the bare truth without mincing a word.
“I guess you're right, Karla, but I can't force myself to love someone, it is something that is supposed to come naturally.”
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