Every movement of his towel-covered cock was rubbing against my sex, and I felt like just that friction could get me there.
When his hands went to my breasts, kneading them sharply, and he pinched my nipples hard,I came.
It was so unexpected that I didn’t have time to stifle the loud moan that flew from my mouth. He covered my lips with his to help muffle the sound, but I knew he didn’t stop it all.
Chapter Eighteen
Joel
I was going to come so hard, and there wasn’t anything to stop me. Alessandra was under me, writhing and moaning out from the mixture of pleasure from my dick rubbing against her sweet cunt and my grip on her nipples. It was too much. I’d wanted her for too long to hold myself back from letting go. It was like all my fantasies of her, but so much better. Undeniably better.
Like some teenager, I came right there in my towel, dry fucking her in my bed.
We bit each other’s lips, and I tasted a tinge of blood mixed in with the mint of toothpaste. I was addicted. Her brand of crazy was all I ever wanted.
When we both finally came down from the unexpected pleasure, I rolled off of her, and tried to catch my breath.
What would actual sex be like with her? The thought had me shivering. It would be pure ecstasy. No doubt in my mind.
“I really hope I didn’t wake anybody up. That was just so—” She was trying to find words, and I knew how she felt. I was still reeling from the experience.
“Unimaginable.
“And trust me; I’ve had many fantasies about you. Not even close.”
It was the honest truth. I would never be able to go back to imagining her while I jacked off. Only the real Alessandra in front of me would do.
She smiled, and I leaned over to kiss that sweet smile. I loved her loco, but I loved her smile more.
“Don’t let your mouth ruin this moment,” she teased, and I kept kissing her, proving my mouth had many redeeming qualities.
We enjoyed our time for a few more minutes before she muttered that she should go. I didn’t want her to; honestly, I was ready to move her straight into my room. Permanently. I wanted to wake up with her in my bed, and snuggle during the night.
But she gave me one last kiss and told me she’d see me in the morning. Bet her sweet bottom, she would. It took everything I had not to tie her to the bed to make her stay. I didn’t have any bed bondage equipment or anything like that. But I had a shit-ton of ties. I could fasten them together and be creative.
She gave me a wink at the door and closed it behind her.
I walked into the bathroom to clean myself up and finally get dressed in sleep pants. Sleep didn’t come quickly for me. All I could think about was Alessandra in my bed, and on fire from my touch. She was everything I had expected and everything I ever wanted.
When I finally passed out with a smile on my face and her scent on my sheets, I knew tomorrow was going to be a great day.
And it was.
I woke up before everyone and made banana pancakes, and even though I got a knowing look from Killian, it seemed like no one else had heard Alessandra or our little nighttime rendezvous. He was a light sleeper, so I guess I should have known. But whatever. I wore her loud moan on my skin, along with the scratches on my neck and scab on my lower lip, proudly.
Everyone enjoyed their lazy morning, and I told Jenson I would take him for a ride in the T-REX before we started surfing. His eyes lit up, and I knew it was the right call.
Livia and Killian just relaxed on the couch, while Alessandra got dressed in her bathing suit and headed for the beach. She lay out under the early morning sun, and I could see my beautiful Brazilian dig her toes in the sand before I left. She was a beach babe, and it was just another item added to the growing list of reasons why she was meant for me.
I even had to admit that Jenson was growing on me, too. We talked about school, sports, and I even got him to open up about girls. He had a crush, and it was cute.
When we got back I snuck out to pick my girl up from her toasty chair and kiss her silly before jumping into the cold ocean with her in my arms.
I needed her fire, and I sure as hell got it. She yelped and then tried to drown me. It was love, in its purest form.
Since we were already accustomed to the water temperature, everyone brought their boards out, and suited up. We stayed in our suits, since we were already in the water, and we surfed as a group.
I couldn’t have asked for a better weekend with my people. That night, Alessandra and I were too wiped to do anything but sleep. Just before my eyes closed, I thought again about how I wished she was in bed with me.
The next day Killian and Livia had to head out early, but I knew I’d be seeing them soon. Knowing Killian as long as I had I could tell that he and Livia were something different. He wasn’t going to waste time before asking her to marry him and making her his forever. I was happy for them.
Alessandra and Livia hit it off, as well, promising to text each other, and that my girl would try to read more. Livia tried to put on an “I’ll kick your ass if you don’t” face but she had no bite to her little puppy bark.
I didn’t want the day to end,and when Alessandra and her kid loaded up her car, I felt like a part of me was being taken away. They belonged here. Jenson wasn’t too thrilled, but he knew he had school, and life had to go on.
I kissed my girl goodbye.
And that was it. We didn’t have any words of endearment, or banter. We would see each other tomorrow, and would most likely have to go on like this weekend never happened.We didn’t really talk about where we were, and any titles that had formed. She was willing to let me in, and that was all I cared about right now. I had plenty of time to convince her that she was moving in, and going to become my wife. We would be a happy family. Kid and all.
Yep. I had time.
You can’t have an epic love story like ours without a few little wrenches thrown in along the way. But I’ve found the Sandy to my Danny, so I’m in it for good.Damn this name thing was hard.
Chapter Nineteen
Alessandra
I woke refreshed from my weekend, and was ready to take on the work week. When Joel saw me, he looked around to see if we were alone in the trailer, then he picked me up, and crushed his lips to mine. I giggled at how excited he was to be free with me. He could touch me; he could kiss me. But we both knew there was an unspoken rule to be professional at work.
“You need to just move in with me.” He pulled back and set me down. I shook my head at his ridiculousness.
“Sure.” I played along.
“It’s going to happen.” He pulled me in close and nipped at my lip, revving my engine up at an improper time.
Before we could put space between us, Kandi walked in.
She popped her bubble and stood there for a minute, just taking in the sight before her: me in Joel’s arms, intimate clench, which I untangled myself from as soon as I could with her staring at me.
“Knew you two were going to break one day. Fine line between love and hate, people.” She turned around and went back to the wardrobe section, not caring that the main actor and his lead makeup artist were smooching. I didn’t know what to think about that. Did that say something bad about me, that it was almost expected? That Joel Kline could have any woman he wanted, that it wasn’t a big deal?
Joel sat in his seat, and I started my work, moving on from that awkward moment. But my brain never stopped. Doubt after doubt flooded my thoughts, and I couldn’t reel it back in. We had something real. Didn’t we?
He tried to get some words in while I worked, but I just shushed him and pretended to add more makeup on his lips to keep him from talking. He did need a slight repair from where we bit each other’s lips hard, so I didn’t truly need an excuse. But I would have used it, anyway.
If everyone found out that we were together, I would just look like some bimbo that fell for his charms, or worse, someone looking to use him to get ahead. I felt like
an idiot. And somewhere inside me I knew that it just wasn’t true, but being on set where the actor was king, and I was no one, I couldn’t stop myself from going there.
Kandi came and got him as soon as I set my brush down. The look in his eyes said that we weren’t done talking, but I was, for now.
My thoughts only got worse as the day continued. Watching him and Nineveh do their job well meant watching them cuddling, and talking about love, and it looked real.
When they had to film their first kissing scene, I had to leave. I knew what trying to open up to him would entail. I knew he had a job to do, and would have to kiss people. Or even have to pretend to have sex with women for a film. But I was feeling weak in this moment, and just couldn’t do it. I left the area while they were lip locked and headed to the bathroom to try and get my act together.
I wasn’t acting like the grown, strong woman that I was. And I hated that. Why was I doubting this with him? Why was I caring what people thought about me?
I sat there staring at myself in the mirror, with my hands on the little sink in the handicap-accessible stall, trying to figure out how to move past this. I decided I wanted to try with Joel. We had a great weekend together. He made me come on his bed, and kissed me like I was something special to him. Jenson adored him, and he wasn’t shitty to my kid. I was just overreacting. The kiss was just part of the job. Kandi didn’t give two shits about us; she was just calling us out on what she saw coming.
The door to the restroom opened, and I was glad to be hidden in this stall. No one could see my face and how crazy I was acting.
Then someone knocked on my stall.
“Someone’s in here,” I called out to the person. Seriously, I knew no one else was in here, there was still another toilet to pee in.
“Alessandra, let me in.” Joel?
I turned and unlocked the door, only for him to barge in and pick me up, setting me on the sink with him between my legs. Holy shit, that was quick. What was happening right now?
“Joel, this is the ladies’ room!” I whisper-yelled. I didn’t add the “anyone could see us” part after my exclamation because he didn’t look happy right now, and I knew that wouldn’t go over well.
“And it’s where my fucking woman is having a crazy moment in her head right now.”
I opened my mouth to defend myself, but he shushed me with a kiss.
“You own my kiss,” he groaned.
“I saw you leave when I had to kiss Nineveh. It’s my job. She is nothing at all to me. Those lips don’t drive me wild like yours. Yours drove me wild even before I tasted them.”
He kissed me again then pulled back to continue speaking.
“I don’t give a shit who knows about us, or what they think. I’m not saying it’s going to be easy. And I understand your situation is a lot more delicate than mine. But I swear, I will tattoo it on my ass if I have to, so you’ll finally get who owns me.” His forehead touched mine, and I felt what he was saying deep inside me. I took a deep breath and went in search of those lips that owned me, too.
“I’m sorry. It’s just new. I haven’t done this, and you’re just so much. And—” I tried to keep talking, but his hands moved over my body and his kiss was searing my soul, making me forget the doubts and bad thoughts I was having before. I could be strong. I could do it.
“Oh,” I moaned, when things started to heat up. He was pressing his cock against me, and I knew where this could quickly lead.
“Not here. We can’t.” My panting voice sounded almost pained from the words.With reason.
He cursed, but didn’t let me go.
“You good? We good?” he asked, and I nodded. I did feel better. If I started to go down this path again, I just needed to remember this moment. It was real. We were real.
“Good.” He gave my ass a swat before he took a step back, but I guess he didn’t consider that he was keeping me stable on the sink, and my ass fell into the bowl.
That had a motion sensor to run the water.
On my ass.
“OH MY GOD! SO COLD!”
I hopped off the sink so quickly I thought I was going to slip and bust my backside.
“And that’s my cue to leave.” Joel was making a quick escape, and I wanted to throttle him. My ass was soaked right down my crack. It looked like something tragic happened in my pants.
“Joel! I need help! I can’t go out there like this.” I quietly yelled at him to help me in this predicament. He put me in it, technically.
“Just say you had an accident.” He was trying not to laugh.
“What am I, four? I’m an adult. We don’t pee or poop ourselves.” But God, that’s what it looked like. He ran off, and I was stuck trying to dry my butt under the hand blower.
I decided I’d just stay there for however long it took, but then the door opened again, and Joel came back carrying a dress from wardrobe.
“Here, found you this. It was the only thing I could grab quickly.” He handed the old-looking dress over, and the displeasure I felt for him evaporated.
“Thank you.”
“Just call me the Superman to your Lois.” He stood tall, with his hands on his hips like the superhero he thought he was.
“Yeah, I don’t think so.” I rolled my eyes and pushed him out of the stall so I could change and get back to work.
“Yeah, that doesn’t work either,” I heard him mutter as he left the bathroom.
Chapter Twenty
Joel
Crisis one was averted, and Alessandra seemed to be coming along when it came to us.
But I was going stir crazy for her, and things had to come to a head soon.
It had been three weeks since our moment in the bathroom, and I hadn’t gotten any real alone time with her since. Filming had been intense, and when we weren’t filming, I had meetings with the studio about my next movie in the comic book series. This one was going to be a crossover with another, and the script was insane. We were talking a multimillion-dollar film.
Alessandra was busy with Jenson, who was in his last month of school, and getting ready to take him to her parents’ house in Brazil. From there she would fly back here, and leave the next morning for Kauai.
Anytime that was not being occupied by filming, I was going to spend with her. I was like an addict going through withdrawals. One month in paradise together, and I was going to make it my own version of heaven.
I had finished my intense workout and headed for the shower when my phone rang.
Mandy Moore’s “Candy” blared from my living room.
That woman. She had been changing my ringtone to songs she thought were embarrassing,or even her theme song for me at the time. And I did the same. I never bothered to change my password, because it was cute. Our fun way of screwing with each other, and I knew she liked it, too. So we kept up the fun.
“This better be a sexy phone call because I am going out of my mind over here.” Yeah, I answered the phone like that.
“Oh, Joel, I’m touching myself right now,” she moaned on the other end, and I found myself growing hard.
“Don’t tease me,Lips. I’ve been hard for you for too long. You need to give up the goods soon, or I’m going to combust,” I whined, which made her laugh.
“Feeling a little blue over there, Kline?”
“Yes. I need your P on my D very soon. We’ve been together for over a month! I feel like I’ve earned some coitus gratificationus.” I totally made that word up, but whatever. I was feeling desperate.
“I know; I’ve been craving some Vitamin D myself,” she admitted, and it made me feel worse. I so wanted to give her that healthy dose of D.
“But we will have time in Hawaii to have fun. No interruptions, besides work. I’ll let you play hide the snake in the bushes.”
“We both know you take your Brazilian heritage seriously down there; no bushes to hide in,” I retorted, and I honestly had no clue if that sentence was true. I hadn’t even touched or seen her vagina! I w
as all for waiting, but Christ. All we’ve done is make out and dry fuck each other, once! We were adults, and this was like torture.
“Nope. I’m more of a retro girl.”
“Doesn’t matter. I’ll go la freak on your sweet mound no matter if it’s jungle or beach.” I was officially losing it. What the hell was I even saying. La freak? I needed medication.
Instead of thinking more on how insane I was feeling, I listened to her laugh, a sound that made me smile instantly.
“Okay, I was just calling to let you know I won’t be able to hang out with you tomorrow before you leave. I promised Jenson I would take him to Monterey Aquarium to do fun tours and such, if he was good for the last month. And he was. So I will just see you in Kauai.”
I wanted to groan with disappointment, that I wouldn’t see her for four more days, but her son came first. And that was more than okay with me.
“No worries. I’ll have plenty of time to iron out my epic proposal in paradise for you then,” I joked with her and she laughed, like she always did when I talked about marrying her, or moving her in with me. I just smiled and thought to myself…all in good time.
She couldn’t talk much longer, so I wished her luck, and told her to text me while she travelled. I knew she was going to be exhausted from running around so much. I had already booked her a spa day once she arrived and got settled. I thought she would like that, and I’m a thoughtful guy.
After we hung up, I went ahead with my plan to shower, and passed out. During filming, I never had much energy for anything but the job, working out, and sleeping. At least Alessandra understood that and didn’t seem to have any issues with the grueling schedules. She liked her space, and it was a good trait for someone to have when being with me.
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