by Sylvia Fox
Jasmine, the woman who Charlene has deemed the vixen, pipes in, "I know we're all racing for the ring at the end of this, but right now I'm not racing toward love. I'm racing toward Josh's bed."
There's a low murmuring from the other women, and some of them drop their jaws in shock. Jasmine smirks as if she knows exactly what she's doing. The cameras scan the room, catching every contestant’s reaction.
Hailey though covers her mouth and I know she's hiding a smile. She's only been here one day and she already realizes how much bullshit is happening around us.
"That's so rude, Jasmine," a girl named Trina accuses. "I'm here for love. For commitment. And I don't really appreciate you talking about getting in Josh's bed when I could be his future fiancé."
"Good luck with that, Barbie," Jasmine says eyeing Trina. "You go chase commitment and I'll go chase his cock."
Charlene walks onset, her arms waving. "Ladies, fighting is great, swearing, not so much."
"Who was swearing?" Jasmine asks.
"Cock is considered swearing on a major network. So, cool it, okay?" Charlene shakes her head, exasperated. "Except, actually don't cool it completely. We really need this energy constantly. On this group date, you need to fight for time with Josh. Don't lay low. I'm telling you, be off the hook."
Charlene looks around the room critically. "Now, if anyone needs some shots before you go, there's a bar set up in the kitchen. If anyone needs a new bikini, the stylists have brought in a few that we are using for product placement today. Josh is going to be here soon so if you're not on the group date I need you to make yourself scarce. Trina and Hailey, I'm talking to you. You can't leave the mansion, but I don't want to see you anywhere."
Everyone nods understanding, and I feel relief that Hailey is staying put today.
"So, did you need me for anything else?" I ask Charlene.
"No, you're good, Sean. I will see you on set tomorrow."
"Sounds great." I exhale, glad I have the rest of the day away from the camera... and I plan to spend my time wisely.
Charlene leaves with the gaggle of girls, and I think everyone's gone. But then I turn and scan the room once more and see that Hailey has come up behind me, throwing me off guard.
She reaches for her mic pack, turning it off, and I do the same. That settled, I step closer.
"No one is going to come looking for you all day," I tell her.
"No," Hailey says. "And my roommate, Jasmine, she's going on the group date."
"So, your room is empty?" My jaw tenses, my body ready.
"My room is completely empty. Everyone will be gone except Trina and me. But that girl is so high maintenance; she's literally going to be putting on her makeup for the next eight hours. That's not an exaggeration."
I laugh, knowing she isn't kidding around. The contestants on the show take their grooming very seriously.
There is only one thing I take seriously right now. And that is Hailey.
"So, what are your plans today?" I ask. "Because I have a few ideas if you're not busy."
"Oh, I have a few ideas too."
I watch Hailey brows raise, I watch her run her hand over her breasts and pluck at her nipples that show through her sheer tank top.
She leans in close, whispering, "I know the show wants me to seem like a good girl, but I want you to show me how to be a naughty girl. A very naughty girl."
It takes everything inside of me to restrain from pulling her to the floor, ripping off that tank top, and titty-fucking her gorgeous breasts. It takes everything inside me not to teach her how to suck my cock and be the naughty girl she wants to be, right here, right now.
"Does your door lock?" I growl.
"It has a lock," she tells me. "And I threw away the key."
Chapter Seven
HAILEY
I take Sean's hand and make sure no one follows us. It's not hard to be sneaky, which is surprising, but everyone is focused on the group date.
We're definitely screwed if someone catches wind what's happening between us, but the fact that Sean is willing to risk everything for me makes my pussy drip with desire.
The last thing I want is to get sued by a massive corporation, and the last thing I want for Sean is for him to lose this job--but the idea that he thinks time with me is worth it, tells me that this man needs me as badly as I need him.
With the door closed, Sean doesn't hesitate.
He wraps his arms around me, pulling me close to him. In his arms, I feel safe --which is saying something considering we are doing forbidden things on a television set.
I was up for the past two nights thinking about how I gave him my virginity. I even took a shower to cool off and traced my fingers over my body remembering every touch, every word, and every sensation that I felt with Sean's body against me--in me.
The moment had been so blissfully perfect, written in the stars. Nothing could've made it better. It was exactly what I had wanted to happen. But for him to want it too... it's too much. Too good to be true. Why do I deserve so much goodness?
My heart pounds and Sean draws me closer. I inhale, exhilarated by his scent. He smells like a man, he's not masking who he is with expensive cologne; no, he has nothing to hide.
"Baby," he tells me, his fingers threading through my hair. "I haven't stopped thinking of you for two days."
"Good, because I was scared when I didn't see you yesterday, or last night... I wondered if you saw the date I had with Josh. I was scared you might be mad..."
He shakes his head, runs his hands over my cheek, cradling me.
"Baby, I'm not mad. I'm proud of you for doing what you needed to do. I'm proud of you for seeing that what we have is fucking real. We may have just shared one stolen moment, but I know we are meant for more than that."
I exhale, the fears running through my head begin to dissipate. I'd been terrified that Sean doesn't understand how serious I am about him. He is literally my dream come true.
I explain how after the one-on-one date all the girls in the house except Jasmine were at my throat, glaring at me for all the time I had with Josh like it was my fault I was chosen.
Thankfully my roommate seems to have my back, she clearly wants to sleep with Josh, and I don't judge her—heck. I came to this show and slept with a man I'd only known from a TV show. And I want her to want Josh; it might keep him off my back.
"I feel bad that I lied to Josh. He’s a creep, though ... and now I feel like a creep for playing along."
"I looked over the contract yesterday," I tell her. "If you chose to leave the show when it hasn't been approved by the producer, they are able to fine you for one million dollars."
"That's insane," I tell him, remembering when I looked over the contract with Jessa and Chris back at our apartment. "I considered hiring a lawyer to look at it, but none of my friends or I had enough money to pay for it. I feel like I've signed my life away."
"I could pay the fine if you want to leave the show."
"I can't have you pay one million dollars for me, Sean." I shake my head. "That's insane. You've known me for a few days."
"It feels a hell of a lot longer than that, though, Hai. I feel like I've known you forever. One look at you and I knew we were meant to be."
"I feel that way too." Tears fill my eyes.
"Then let me pay the fine."
"No," I tell him adamantly. "I can't start this relationship this way. A million dollars could...”
Sean nods, a sadness overtaking the sexy conversation we shared just minutes ago. "It could pay for a wedding. Afford for us to start a family. If I lost my job, then we would need the money to live. I'd be starting from scratch."
My eyes widen. "You wouldn't lose your job if I just quit."
He shakes his head. "You don't think people would start trying to figure out where your one-million-dollar check came from? It would be traced to me. We would be living together ... I mean, I couldn't have both, Hai."
"I can't have you give
everything up for me."
"I want to take care of you."
"You want a life with me?"
"Since the moment I saw you step out of that limo, I knew you were the only thing in the world I wanted. The only thing I needed."
"I'm scared that we're rushing things and that it might implode."
"Shush, baby, don't get scared, I'm here. I'll take care of you."
His words soothe my worried heart and so I lift my chin, offering him my lips. Knowing I'll give him everything.
"You said you been thinking of me today?" I ask trying to soften the mood.
He nods, dipping his mouth closer to mine.
"I've been thinking about what I'm going to do to you. I heard the lies you told Josh, you dirty little girl, and I thought about how I was going to let you know how very naughty you are."
"I know how naughty I am." My lips part, I'm practically panting, I lick my lips, already imagining him parting my other lips, licking those too. Licking my pussy until I come. "Do you like a naughty girl, Sir?" I ask him.
"Yes," he tells me, pulling me against himself, his hard cock pressing against my stomach. "If that naughty girl is you."
Chapter Eight
SEAN
I kiss her, unable to hold back, not even wanting to. Her body presses against mine, her perky tits asking to be handled.
Our lips collide, the sensation electric, her tongue finds mine, they entwine. My hands crawl up under her tank top cupping her breasts, loving the way they feel in my hands.
She moans with her mouth against mine, and the sound gets me hard as fuck.
"It feels so good," she murmurs, pulling away from me, looking into my eyes. "It feels so good when you touch me.
"It will feel even better when I lick you."
At that, I drop to my knees and tug down her yoga pants. She steps out of her flip-flops and a small laugh of surprise escapes her mouth as my mouth finds her sweet spot. I love the sound of her laugh. How is it that I feel like I've known her laugh forever when the truth is I've only known her the span of two days?
On my knees, my tongue licks her wet, warm, pussy. "You're so fucking wet. Are you always this wet?"
"When I think about you, yes. When I'm naked in front of you, certainly. "
"Damn, woman. You're a fucking prize."
"Stop talking and start licking," she directs, a smile splayed across her gorgeous face.
I know she's teasing, but as she runs her hands through my hair and my face presses against her warmth, I know I will do whatever this woman tells me. She tastes so sweet, my tongue runs up and down her perfect slit, my hand cupping her legs and holding her thighs. "You taste so good, baby."
"I told you to stop talking," she laughs.
My tongue flicks over her clit, nice and fast, and I feel her body tense as I do, the sensation so new to her virgin body. I love that I'm the only man who's ever licked her, tasted her sweet come.
"Sean, that feels so good," she whimpers as I press a finger into her pussy, kissing her belly as I do. She sighs, wrapping her arms around my neck. "Oh, yes," she moans, overcome with the sensation of a finger fuck and a pussy lick.
She's going to have to get used to this because I plan on doing this every day of our lives.
I pick her up and carry her to the twin-size bed I assume is hers. The one that is made, a suitcase nice and tidy at the foot of the bed, shoes lined up in a row. The other bed is a jumble of sheets and clothes strewn everywhere.
It reminds me how responsible she is, that she is a woman who is put together and responsible. Not a flippant girl who doesn't know what she wants.
"Spread those legs, baby."
"Yes, Sir." She obediently drops open her legs. I take in the view of her pretty pink cunt, loving how sweet it looks.
"You ready for me to fill you up?"
She nods and I drop my pants, pull off my shirt, stand naked before this woman who has claimed she's wanted me for years.
"You are so handsome Sean," she tells me, her eyes wide. "I can't believe you want someone like me."
I shake my head, dismissing her ridiculous comment. "Someone like you? Someone who knows what they want and is willing to risk everything to have it? That is fucking hot as hell, Hailey. Or what, someone who is gorgeous, not flaunting what they have -- a woman who was obviously created to be looked at? You are beautiful."
She twists her lip, a smile forming despite herself. "Thank you, Sean. You make me feel so good."
"You want to know what will make you feel even better?" I ask. I get on the bed, stroking my large rock solid shaft before pressing it deep into her tight pussy.
"You're right," she murmurs. "That is nicer."
Inside her, our bodies now move together, her legs wrapped around my waist as I fill her tight cunt up with my cock.
"Oh, baby," she moans.
I cover her mouth with my hand and her eyes widen as I do. "You have to be quiet or we're going to get in trouble."
I move my hand away and thrust more deeply inside of her, deeper, more desperate.
"I thought you wanted to get in trouble? I thought you wanted me to be naughty," she teases.
"I want you to be dirty, filthy dirty." My hard cock throbs and I know I'm gonna come fast. How could I not with this gorgeous naked body before me? A woman with bouncing tits and a throbbing pussy--all for me.
"Then do something dirty to me," she begs. "I want to be a dirty girl for you."
I don't hesitate, I pull my throbbing cock from her cunt as ribbons of come begins to spray. Ribbons of silky cream coat her tits, and she raises up on her hands, as if desperate to catch some of my fallen come in her heart-shaped mouth.
"Come on my face, come on my face now," she tells me.
"That's no way to talk to your Sir."
She grins, eyes twinkling. "I don't think I know the right way to talk all BDSM," she giggles.
"You get an A for effort." I laugh but then I stroke my shaft again, my come hitting her lips, her pink tongue darting out to catch the drops.
"You taste so nice and salty," she tells me, her eyes heavy and hot.
"You taste so nice and sweet."
"Is it always like this? Always so good?"
"I've never been with the right person, Hailey. Until now. This is all new territory for me too."
"Well, I hope you know a thing or two, Sean. Because I was wondering if you would fuck me from behind." She bites her lip. "Have you done that before?"
"You want it in the ass or with you on all fours? Because 'from behind' can be taken a few different ways."
I pull her toward me, loving how vulnerable and honest she is.
"I want it both ways," she tells me "I want it everywhere. I want to experience everything with you, Sean. But how should we start?" Her innocence gets me immediately hard again.
"We will start with you on all fours because your sweet little pussy needs to come before we do anything else. Otherwise, I won't have finished the job properly."
She nods, taking her role very seriously. She turns around and gets on her hands and knees; turning her head over her shoulder she meets my eyes. "Is this how you like it, Sir?"
"This is exactly how I like it." I spank her round little ass and then rub the red spot. Her ass is so nice and round, her pussy still dripping wet. I run my hand between her thighs, feeling her cunt that is so needy for me.
Then I press my cock inside her, taking hold of her hair as I do, pulling back her head and whispering in her ear. "Did you like it when I marked you with my come?"
She sighs, nodding as I thrust my cock inside of her.
"I loved it, Sean. I want to be marked by you. Claimed by you."
I groan in pleasure, my cock plowing into her pretty pussy.
"Good. Because you have me, Hailey. And I swear to God, I'm not going to let anyone else have you. Ever."
Chapter Nine
HAILEY
After an afternoon of non-stop fucking, Sean and I fa
ll asleep together in a tangle of sweat and passion.
Hours pass, my body naked and wrapped in Sean's, when there is a knock on the bedroom door. It startles me awake, and Sean jumps too. Our eyes grow big. It's strange, feeling like I am caught in a dangerous act when what I have been doing was the most beautiful thing in the world. Making sweet love with the man I had fallen for years ago... the man I am falling in love with now.
"Shit," Sean says, looking at his phone. "The group date is probably over, I bet the girls are back."
"Hailey?" Jasmine calls through the door. "Can you open up?"
Scared that if she asks again, a producer will be picking up her words on the mic and a camera will be in our room in moments.
"Sean, I can't lose this... what you and I have," I whisper. "What are we going to do?"
"Seriously, Hailey," Jasmine calls. "Open up."
I wrap a sheet around me, and step to the door, knowing that if we make a scene, it's all over.
I open the door and pull her inside, slamming the door shut and motioning for her to turn off her mic pack.
"What the fuck is going on in here?" she asks, eyes wide. "Holy shit!"
Sean has pulled on his pants, but his bare chest is on display, making me wet again. How is that possible? He took me all afternoon, made my pussy gush all over his cock, his face. He made me come until my thighs shook... and yet still my body craves more.
I hold a finger to my lips. "I know it looks bad, but..."
"But we are in love," Sean says.
I look at him, covering my mouth with my hand.
"It's true, I love you Hailey, and I'm not going to make excuses for how I feel." He reaches for me, wrapping me in his strong arms. Jasmine is speechless.
"I love you too, Sean." Tears fill my eyes. "What are we going to do?"
"Um. Someone seriously needs to fill me in before I call in Charlene," Jasmine says.
"No, don't get Charlene, please," I beg. And then I explain the entire situation to her. How the fine would mean Sean loses both his job and a million dollars, how stuck we are; and how in love we are.
