The luxurious cabin they had chosen for the shoot wasn't that dissimilar to mine on the inside, but from the outside it appeared way more ostentatious. This one was built for 'show' with a huge frontage and large domed windows and quite the opposite to the hidden elevations and views of the mountains from the rear of my property. Mine looked simple on the outside and that was the way I liked it.
Stepping inside, I noticed the bed scene they had rigged up in front of the huge open-log burning fire. It was already roasting hot in there, the heat radiating out and filling the large living room. A massive round bed had been placed about ten feet from the fire and all other furniture had already been stripped out from the room.
Outside, the rugged peaked mountains with the occasional protruding gray rock gave an incredible backdrop through the large floor-to-ceiling vaulted room windows. Turning to look for Charlotte my eyes met hers and I immediately saw her confusion about what would happen next.
"Are you ready to see me in the altogether?" I asked.
"The altogether?" she asked repeating my terminology, but she knew what I meant immediately.
"Yeah, altogether naked," I replied, then suddenly realized I'd be acting opposite someone in front of her. Some date I'd turned out to be. I'd almost got her killed, snuck her into my bed in my attempt to save her life, and now she had to watch me serenade some naked model in my bed.
As if she'd been waiting, ready to pounce, Eliza Teramoni, a model I'd seen around, but I had never worked with before, came sashaying toward me. She'd already stripped by the looks of things, but was covered by a floor-length, white bathrobe.
"Darling, there you are," she gushed and wrapped her arms around my neck like we were old friends. My eyes darted over to Charlotte to gauge her reaction and my heart squeezed in my chest when I saw how uncomfortable Eliza's presence was for her.
Peeling Eliza's arms away I nodded toward Charlotte, "Eliza, this is my date, Charlotte. We go all the way back to when lived in Norfolk, Virginia.
"Date? With what we're about to do? That won't be much fun for you, sweetheart... seeing me draped all over your guy with nothing much on but a modesty protector." She smiled sweetly, but I knew the words she had chosen were designed to have the maximum impact on Charlotte.
Swallowing roughly, I hated that she would use a sweet girl like her to gain the upper hand. "Actually, I had no idea you were in on this shoot. I was going to ask Charlotte if she wanted to appear in the video."
Drawing a deep breath, Charlotte's eyes went wide at me, but she knew her angle was good to block Eliza from catching sight of her. "Wow, really? You might have told me there was a chance I'd be involved in this." I was teasing, but Charlotte’s excited reaction gave me a fresh idea.
"He's joking, honey. It takes real skill to get the angles right for the camera and act like your making love without a hint of embarrassment."
"How hard can that be? I'd just have to act like I want to screw McKenna and it would look natural, right? There’s no hardship in that." It was the best comeback and putdown I'd ever heard and if Charlotte was nervous she hid it well. Every day I learned something new about her that crushed my perception of the innocent, sweet child I once knew.
Eliza scoffed like the idea was ridiculous, but I had to ask if Charlotte was serious, because the idea of trying her out in the role really appealed to me. For a start the chemistry would be far more interesting than going in cold with a woman like Eliza.
"You'd do it?"
"You'd have me?" Charlotte's eyes sparkled with determination and a hint of jealousy that I’d get into bed beside Eliza. Her challenge made me hard. The woman had bigger balls than I had when she was up against it.
"Do you know how much the production costs are for a gig like this, sweetie? Every minute counts."
Charlotte looked indignantly at Eliza and raised an eyebrow.
"I'm sure McKenna can afford it," she replied and turned to grin at me. "You really want me to do it?"
"Fuck, yeah. It'll be fun, but you’ll have to leave your inhibitions in the dressing room. Think you can do that?"
"If I can wake up beside you and not have sex, there's a very real chance I can pull this off."
Eliza cleared her throat like she'd almost swallowed her tongue after she heard Charlotte's reply and it made me laugh.
"Alright, who's the director on this one? It looks like you can put your clothes on again for now, Eliza. We’ll let you know if we need you, but for now I think Charlie and I have got it from here." I winked at Charlotte and wandered over to Brennen McLeod, the director I recognized from some of our other videos and filled him in.
* * *
Apart from the usual protests about time and money, Brennen; and Ken, the producer; weren’t averse to testing Charlotte out. With that settled, I was on my way back when Lorraine grabbed me by my arm and tugged me away to the side.
"Are you out of your fucking mind?"
"No. Let's face it, Charlotte can't be any more wooden of an actor than Eliza. I’ve seen other gigs she’s done. The woman has three facial expressions on camera: salacious, overly ecstatic, and her fake 'come' face. At least whatever reaction is happening with Charlotte has to be more natural.”
Lorraine snorted at my description of Eliza’s past performances but didn’t challenge it. Glancing over to Charlotte, she flicked her chin in her direction to get her attention. “You’re really okay with this?”
Charlotte stared me down for a few seconds like she was mentally plucking up courage, then nodded. “Yep, I’m game, bring it,” she replied, and I released a breath I hadn’t realized I’d been holding. We may have been in over our heads but it was time to put our money where our mouths were.
“Alright. Eliza, it appears you are sitting this one out. Don’t go too far in the event McKenna’s little girlfriend here freezes when the cameras start rolling.
“Better get her to makeup; I want a heavy siren vibe coming over on the VT,” Brennen called as he wandered around with the camera guy and his little light meter gizmo.
* * *
Twenty minutes later my eyes almost bugged out of my head when I saw what they’d done with Charlotte’s appearance. Gone was the fresh complexion and natural beauty and instead she had eyelash extensions—like they were ever needed in the first place—heavy kohl around her eyes and contrasting pale foundation. When I saw her ruby-red lips, blood flooded into my cock like water soaking into sand.
I admired her shiny, long, dark-brown hair before taking in the overall effect again. She looked so fucking hot and I almost regretted that I had to romp around with her almost near enough buck naked.
Guiding her toward the bed, Brennen gave her some quick notes on direction while I got myself out of my clothing and tucked myself into the meagre modesty pouch that was in place to save our blushes.
Thinking about hobnail boots, gastric band surgery, and any other libido turn off I could think of to enable my cock to stay inside the jock sock, and with the robe tied tightly around me, I headed over to the set. “Let’s get this over with and get the fuck out of here,” I said in a gravelly voice.
By the time I reached the bed, Charlotte was already positioned under the faux fur cover that was so cliché I almost laughed aloud. I only refrained from doing so because I figured Charlotte would be so out of her comfort zone she would swear it was her I had laughed about. Be professional.
The dressing assistant slid the robe from my shoulders, leaving me standing with the flesh covered pouch as the only thing between me and her, and Charlotte’s beady eyes immediately flew first to it, then to my eyes. She gave me a tortured looking smirk as I slid under the thick cover and turned to face her.
My arm brushed across her naked body and her breath hitched as I edged closer until my pecs connected with her warm silky breasts. The sensation was so enticing, my cock blew to full mast in a heartbeat. I swallowed audibly at the same time as she did because although she had lay in my arms for the whole of the
previous night, this was the first time we had felt each other totally skin-on-skin.
Suddenly the air grew heavy between us in the room and our intimacy grew despite there being a room full of people. “Hey,” I whispered tenderly and reached out for her hand under the heavy cover.
“Hi,” she replied, staring into my eyes like I was the only person in the room. I clasped her fingers in mine.
“You sure about this?” My eyes searched her face closely as I looked for any sign of nerves.
“Positive,” she replied in a low murmur and gave me a slow, sensual smile. I loved how determined she was to carry it off.
“It could get a little heated under here,” I warned, because I knew we’d have to make out and with the sexual tension smoldering between us, I wasn’t sure a spark wouldn’t catch light.
“Promise?” she asked and grinned widely. Her comment hit me in the core and my cock bounced as much as it could in the confined space of the jock strap. Once again it struck me how fucking adorable she was. I dipped my head pecking her on the cheek. My spontaneity brought her gaze back to my eyes and immediately fixated me on her. I almost lost it. Fortunately, right then, Brennen chose to launch the crew into full work mode.
Eliza scoffed loudly from the edge of the set when he advised us it would be better for the authenticity of the video if we both got comfortable and made out. As if taking his lead, Charlotte pulled her other hand from under the cover and ran her fingers sensually through my hair, combing it back several times as her eyes studied my lips, making me desperate to kiss her.
The twinkle in her eyes was unmistakable. Lust-filled and hungry would be how I would have described it. Taking a deep breath, I felt my willpower dissolve because the chemistry between us had grown to unprecedented levels lying there. In that particular moment I couldn’t recall wanting anyone as badly as I wanted her.
Our mutual admiration had grown to full blown sexual attraction, the likes of which I found hard to ignore.
Surprisingly, it was Charlotte that made the first move and she really did go for it. When she kissed me, it was demanding, and loaded with an urgent plea for more. Taking over, my arms swept her into my body as I shifted, rolling her onto her back as I rose above her, my knee prompted her to spread her legs as I settled between them. The music was playing in the background as we acted out our tryst, but I still felt her breath change when she moaned into my mouth.
Breaking the kiss, I glanced down at her lying there with her thick shiny hair strewn around the luxurious white cotton pillow and something snapped in my mind. Forgetting where we were, I no longer considered the consequences of what may or may not occur between us.
After a couple of days of inaction, I had the worst boner imaginable, and as I moved myself into a better position, I nestled it between her thighs. The wet tip strained hard against her entrance. A small sheer piece of cloth was all that lay between me being inside her and I took her head between my hands and mimicked the hungry kiss she’d given to me.
My hips automatically gyrated, grinding against her and increasing the pressure as I dry-humped Charlotte. The involuntary urgent act was out of sheer desperation to meet the overwhelming desire to be inside her. I was about to get carried away when I became aware of Brennen as he cleared his throat.
Finding some restraint, I broke the kiss. It felt agonizing trying to ignore the passion that had built between us as I watched Charlotte attempt to steady her breathing. I became conscious of my own ragged breaths and made a concerted effort to calm mine down before I glanced up at Brennen.
“All right. I think we’re ready,” I commented, trying to convince Brennen and everyone on set we were acting. I knew from how Charlotte responded what we’d done was no act. If it had been it would have been Oscar-worthy.
“Good. Good,” he said, rubbing his neck uncomfortably like what we’d been doing had affected him too. “All set?” he asked Ken, who shook his head as if he’d been drawn from a trance. He too, cleared his clogged throat and grinned.
“Yeah. Damn you look hot together. For the record, I don’t think you could have picked a hotter woman for this shoot,” he advised me before he noticed Eliza; then he winced when he realized it should have been her.
I glanced down at Charlotte who showed no hint of embarrassment and smiled slowly. “You heard the man. You’re not gonna dry up on me when the cameras start shooting now, are you?”
“Another five minutes lying next to you and I don’t think I’ll ever be dry again,” she muttered under her breath. Her crude comeback made me chuckle, and I was stunned she’d say such a thing. The girl was full of surprises and her forthright attitude only made her more attractive in my eyes. After all she had been through, it had become clear to me that I really didn’t know adult Charlotte very well at all.
“You're trouble, you know that?” I asked, playfully.
“And you’re not?” she slung back and smirked knowingly.
“Keep it up, Charlotte, and I won’t be responsible for my actions.”
“Is that a promise or a threat?” she asked with a cheeky grin. When she flirted back I had an almost overwhelming desire to pin her to the bed and fuck her regardless of who looked on.
“I know what you’re thinking,” she whispered under her breath as they adjusted the lighting to create the mood, now the light was fading to gray outside the windows.
“Yeah? And what’s that?”
“You’re wondering if you could slide inside me without any of them noticing.”
“I am?” Fuck. That’s exactly what I'm thinking.
“You’re not?” she challenged. Her question made my dick feel like it was on a pilgrimage and before long I was so painfully hard I felt if penetration wasn’t a pending possibility it would snap in half.
“Jesus, Charlie, you’re a cock tease you know that?” I responded in a hushed whisper.
“Wouldn’t I only be a tease if I didn’t put out?”
“Stop it. I’ve fought the urge to fuck you since the first time I saw you.”
“And I’ve been silently willing you to get on with it.” She whispered back.
For a long moment we lay staring into one another’s eyes, our connection growing in heat and intensity by the second.
“So, are you going to make my fantasy come true?”
“Am I going to fuck you right here? I think that’s a no. I respect you far too much to take a stab at you in front of a room full of people.”
“Fuck respect, McKenna, from what I’ve read in the papers and gossip mags, it has never stopped you before.”
“Those women were nameless faces, Charlotte.”
“Then pretend you don’t know me.”
“Are you two done with your unintelligible pow wow? Anyone ever tell you it’s rude to whisper? Sorry to break up the intimacy here, but we’re losing the light and we’ve a deadline to get this wrapped up and in the can,” Brennen told us, interrupting our quiet conversation.
I nodded for the music to start for real this time and the technical team went into motion. A track above the bed housed the camera which panned across the bed while I mouthed the words of the first verse of the song and stared adoringly into Charlotte’s beautiful, but serious face. It looked as if she absorbed the words, her expressions changing with every appropriate sentiment the lyrics portrayed.
The song was a rock love-anthem, and the emotional words were about having one last night with a lover. It was weird because it was life imitating art, imitating life, from our perspectives. Surprisingly, Charlotte’s eyes brimmed with tears and I marveled at how all-in she had gone in her role as the girl I was leaving. Then it suddenly dawned on me she really was the girl I was leaving, and this was our final few hours together.
A lump formed in my throat and my heart felt heavy in my chest because I knew once I took her home to Norfolk, we’d go our separate ways. Immediately, I felt an overwhelming need to comfort her and my hand cupped her cheek as a tear slid down her
face. Without thinking, I swiped my thumb across it, catching it before it reached her chin. Leaning in, I kissed her parted lips, and her arms snaked out of the covers and she wrapped them tight around my neck.
Forgetting the song, I rolled her onto her back and reached over her because the urge to feel her beneath me again overtook anything else that was happening in the room.
“Cut,” Brennen called, and in that instant, we were at once aware of those around us. A soft sigh left Charlotte’s lips as one hand grabbed a fistful of hair at the nape of my neck while her other hand slid down my back and grabbed a handful of my ass. Instinctively, I lowered my body until my cock was pressing firmly against her pubic bone and my balls nestled impatiently on her thighs.
“And cut, I said,” Breathing heavily, I couldn’t move away and dropped my head to the pillow beside hers.
“That was fabulous. Now we’ll do the same from the right-side,” Brennen ordered, and the camera guy and production team got busy around that side of the bed.
“Fuck, this is torturous,” I muttered close to her ear. “You have no idea how badly I want to be inside you,” I groaned and chuckled quietly.
“You’re not the only one in pain here, McKenna,” she muttered back, her voice thick with lust. “Don’t you think I can’t tell how much you want me. Your body is trembling.” Charlotte took my hand and guided it between her legs, pushing the small modesty protector to the side.
My heart raced in reaction when I felt the warm, slick swollen folds of her pussy. Sliding my index and middle fingers up the seam, I caught her clitoris between them and rolled it back and forth. Immediately my mouth sought hers and I almost devoured her with the searing kiss I returned in reward for what she allowed me to do to her.
“At this rate you’ll be inside me before we leave this bed, McKenna.”
“You think?”
“No… I know,” she replied with a salacious smile.
“Is this what you really want? Me… a guy with the reputation I have, doing exactly what everyone in town expects of me?”
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