The Movie Star's Sextape

by Brandy Blake

  She handed him the glass of water and looked at the envelope, knowing what was in it. She ran her dark fingers over it, feeling the paper against her skin as relief flooded through her. She looked up at him, her eyes locking on his and her breath was gone.

  “Thank you… thank you so much.” She stepped close to him and reached her arms around his neck, embracing him.

  100He returned the embrace, drawing her against him as he buried his face in her long hair at her neck.

  “You’re so welcome. I’m really glad that I could do it for you. I owe you so much. Thank you for letting me be your friend and for letting me help you when you needed it.”

  She felt his neck close to her lips and she breathed him in, wishing with everything in her that she could kiss him, but knowing that it was the last thing in the world that she should do. Instead, she let him go and looked up at him with a wide smile.

  “You are the best,” she said quietly. She let him go and took a step backward. “So… you’re serious about coming with me to help me work on her home?”

  He nodded adamantly, taking in a breath and hoping to extinguish the electricity that had sparked all through him when he felt her warm breath on his neck.

  “Let’s do it.”

  She shrugged. “Okay! I’m not going to say no to free labor!” She eyed his button up shirt. “Well, at least you’re wearing jeans, but I don’t think that shirt is going to be the best option for you while we’re working. I have a t-shirt that might fit you if you’re interested.”

  He smiled at her. “Sounds good. I’ll take it.”

  She got the shirt for him and turned away from him as he changed into it. In no time at all they were driving in her car to her grandmother’s house, and she was talking with him the way that they always ended up talking to each other, about almost everything, trusting each other, getting to know each other, enjoying everything that they discovered about each other.

  They worked hard the rest of the afternoon, pulling weeds, moving flowers, watering the yard, scraping off old paint and brushing new paint onto the shutters and trim and the siding on the house. The sun was setting when they finally put their tools down.

  Both of them were covered in dirt, paint, and sweat when it was time to go. She drove him back to her house and when they got out of her car she looked at him and tilted her head a little.

  “You worked so hard today! If you want, you can shower here and I’ll order dinner for us… Chinese takeout or something, and we can eat before you go. I do owe you dinner, if I recall correctly.” She laughed a bit and he grinned.

  “Sounds perfect to me, but I’ll let you shower first. How about that?” he asked, following her into the house.

  She sighed pleasantly.

  “That sounds really good. I’ll be fast; I promise. Thank you!”

  She went to her room and showered quickly, pulling on a button up sundress when she got out, and letting her hair dry flat down her back.

  She got a towel for Tristan and sent him to the guest bathroom, and then headed to the kitchen to order dinner for them. It was delivered before he was out of the shower, and she set it on the counter to wait for him.

  Valerie went to her room and gathered up her dirty laundry, taking it to the laundry room on the other side of the guest bathroom. When she came out of the laundry room, she collided with Tristan who had just walked out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel; his wet hair hanging low over his eyes as rivulets of water rolled down his hard muscles.

  She gasped and he reached for her to steady her. “I’m so sorry! I didn’t hear you come out of the bathroom! I thought you were still…” She trailed off as every word left her, and her heart began to beat fast in her.

  Her hands were on his chest where they had gone automatically when she’d walked into him, and he had reached around her to stop her from falling. She stared at him and tried to remember what it was that she had told herself about being so close to him, about feeling the way that she did when she was in his arms, and she couldn’t recall what it was. She could feel his breath on her face and all she could think of was the feel of him against her.

  He looked as if he was frozen in time and place for a long moment, and slowly, without blinking or speaking, he erased the slight distance between them, letting his eyes close as his mouth found hers, kissing her tenderly, parting her lips and teasing the tip of her tongue with his.

  Her heart raced and she felt everything in her stop and everything in her rush, all at the same time. She pulled him closer to her, twisting her tongue around his and he answered her, kissing her just as hungrily as she kissed him.

  Fire began to burn through them and as it coursed through them both, they knew that there wasn’t going to be any way to hold back what they wanted, what they needed from each other. Picking her up and holding her tight in his arms, he walked into her bedroom and stood her at the side of her bed.

  Their mouths wandering lustfully over one another’s skin, she slid her fingers beneath the fold of the towel at his waist and tugged it off of him, moaning as she saw him and felt him under her hands. He moved his fingertips like lightning down the front of her dress, undoing each of the buttons until he could pull the dress from her body.

  “Valerie…” he breathed, “I can’t hold this back tonight… I need you. God, I need you…” He spoke thickly as he held her face in his hands and kissed her.

  She looked back at him in desperation. “I need you, too. So much. Stay with me here tonight… all night…” she whispered. “Please…”

  He needed no other coaxing. In one movement, he laid her down on her bed and moved above her, kissing every part of her that he could as he slid her bra and panties off her, and she wrapped herself around him, kissing him as if she could not get enough of him.

  She rolled him onto his back and kissed her way down his chest and his belly, reaching her hands around his shaft, stroking it gently as she ran her tongue over it and around it, making him groan with desire and pleasure. She tasted him and teased him, sucking on him and massaging him until he almost erupted into her mouth, but at the last moment she eased up and released him and he gasped, staring at her as she grinned up at him from his groin.

  Tristan reached for her, bringing her up to him, holding her breasts in his hands as he kissed her ravenously, and she brought her thighs on either side of him, straddling him. Slowly she eased herself down onto his erection, pushing it slowly into her as he held her hips tightly in his hands.

  When he was fully inside of her, she began to move, riding him slowly and deeply, and he gasped loudly, watching her and kissing her as both of them lost themselves in one another. They began to move more swiftly; him thrusting himself up into her, her rocking her hips back and forth until they reached a fevered pitch and she cried out, coming hard. The sound and feel of her orgasm sent him over the edge and he closed his eyes and buried himself all the way in her, flooding her with all of his release until he was spent, and she shuddered with ecstasy and laid down on his chest.

  They held one another and laid side by side until they fell asleep in each other’s arms. No words spoken, no vows or promises made. Only shared fire and passion. In the early morning hours before the sun rose, when it was still dark outside, she awoke to find his hands and his mouth moving over her, and she reached for him as well, pulling him to her.

  He spread her thighs open and entered her, sliding into her and holding her tight against him as they moved together again, both of them clinging to each other as their bodies burned, consuming them until they were weak with pleasure and satisfaction.

  They slept again, and just before she drifted off, she leaned forward and kissed his lips softly, wondering how in the world she was ever going to keep him as just a friend.

  Chapter9

  As Valerie walked out of the bank with the loan and the taxes on the house paid in full, she felt utter relief washing through her, and with it came a blissful happiness that she never thought she c
ould have felt. She couldn’t wait to tell her grandmother that everything was taken care of and that there was no way they could ever lose the house.

  She felt so grateful to Tristan, and she was planning on doing anything she could to repay him and show him just how much it meant to her that he had done so much to make sure that everything would be okay for her grandmother.

  Her phone rang and she saw that it was Lisa. She answered it with more joy and happiness than she had truly felt in a long while.

  “Hey! How are you doing?” she asked with a big grin on her face.

  Lisa laughed. “I’m good, but it sounds like you might be doing a whole lot better than I am! What’s going on with you?”

  “You aren’t going to believe this. I got the money I needed to pay off the house, the taxes, all the bills… everything! It’s all done! Taken care of! All of it! I can’t tell you how amazing it feels to have all of that gone and out of the way.” She laughed and breathed out relief at the same time.

  “How on earth did you ever manage that?” Lisa asked wondrously.

  Valerie smiled as she got into her car and closed the door. She leaned her head back against the head rest and smiled.

  “Tristan. He loaned me the money I needed to make up the difference between what I had and what I needed. Oh Lisa… he really is the most incredible man I have ever known. I’m so glad that he’s in my life.”

  There was a long silence at the other end of the line.

  Valerie raised her head and opened her eyes. “Lisa?”

  “Oh no,” she heard her friend say quietly.

  “What is it? What’s wrong?” Valerie asked worriedly.

  “What do you mean what’s wrong? How can you even ask me that? Have you heard yourself? You are way past crush. You are falling for him! Already fallen! Gone! Listen to you!”

  Lisa’s serious tone brought Valerie’s high down just a little.

  She sighed and nodded her head as her hand closed around her steering wheel. She sat in her parked car in a secluded parking spot at the back of the bank, her engine off and her keys in her lap.

  “You’re right, Lisa. It’s a whole lot more.”

  Valerie looked around outside her car windows, not really seeing what was around her as she lost herself in her thoughts and heart. “You’re absolutely right. I am falling in love with him… or… I already have. It is too late.”

  “How did that happen? I thought we agreed… we said that you were just going to be friends with him. You were going to focus on your career and your grandma and you were going to keep your heart safe. What changed?” Lisa asked with sincere concern.

  “He came over to grandma’s with me and helped me out in the yard and he helped me paint the house. We spent the whole day together, and we both worked really hard. We got it all done. When I took him back to his truck at my house, we were both tired and hungry. I told him that he could shower there… he came out of the shower in a towel and…” she trailed off.

  Lisa groaned. “You didn’t…”

  Valerie couldn’t stop the smile from forming on her face. “Oh… yes, ma’am, I did. Twice. He’s incredible. I thought I’d gotten his best when we made the sex tape. I didn’t even get half of his best there. I’ve never felt like that in my life. If I wasn’t already in love with him before that, I sure as hell was afterward. Girl… he rocked my world. I don’t even care what happens after this. No matter what, even if my heart gets hurt, it was worth it. He was so sweet, so tender, so loving.

  “I just couldn’t get enough of him, and it was like a raging fire between us. It was so damn hot. I couldn’t resist him. I didn’t want to resist him. I know what we talked about, and I have to tell you; I just don’t care. I love him, Lisa. I have fallen in love with that man, and there’s nothing I can do about that but live it up when I get the chance to. That’s just all that there is to it.”

  Lisa was quiet again. “Well, I just hope he doesn’t hurt you. I’m going to have to go after him if he does. I don’t want you hurt. I don’t want your heart broken. He’s an actor, and I always say, never date anyone who gets paid to lie. Actors are liars. It’s what they do.

  “They are professional liars. I can hear how happy you are, and I’m glad to know that he makes you feel that way right now, but I want you to try to be at least a little bit careful. Try to look out for your heart. He could hurt you bad, and I don’t want to see that happen.”

  “Well, if it’s any consolation, I didn’t tell him that I love him. He stayed the night with me and we were busy all night, but in the morning I just kissed him goodbye and that was it. Neither one of us said anything, we just… kissed goodbye.”

  She shrugged. “I know you’re just looking out for me, and I appreciate that, I do, but I just can’t help this. I can’t stop the way that he makes me feel. It’s magnetic. It’s like… it’s like a driving force and there’s nothing I can do to change it or stop it, and Lisa, I’ll tell you, I just don’t want to change it or stop it.”

  “You know what I think? I think that you should tell him how you feel. Tell him that you have fallen in love with him. See what he says. I mean… after all, you two are dating in the public eye. You might as well be honest with him and tell him what you really want.” Lisa sounded certain of what she was saying.

  “I’ll think about it. I’m not sure if I’m quite ready to tell him yet,” Valerie told Lisa.

  “Well, I’m going to say it again, I think you should tell him. Be honest, but keep your eyes open and try to guard your heart at least a little bit,” Lisa repeated.

  Valerie nodded her head a little. “I’ll think about telling him, and I will be careful. Thank you for looking out for me. That means a great deal to me.” She smiled genuinely.

  “I’m your best friend. That’s what best friends do. I’m here for you no matter what. I’m here for you right now, and I’ll be here for you whether or not it works out with him. I just want you to try to be careful. That’s all,” Lisa replied with a tone of caution in her voice.

  “I will. Thank you,” Valerie said quietly and gently.

  “You’re welcome. I love you,” Lisa told her.

  “I love you, too, sister.” Valerie meant it, and she was grateful that she had someone who cared that much about her.

  The call ended and she drove to her grandmother’s to share the great news about the house and taxes being paid off. Her grandmother wept tears of relief and happiness, and Valerie knew that no matter the cost, it was worth it. The sex tape. Her new love for Tristan and the possibility of a broken heart if it didn’t work out. The insane amount of fame she had acquired in such a short time. All of it was worth it, just to see her grandmother resting in relief, knowing that she was going to be able to live out her life in her own home.

  When Valerie got home, she saw a call come through on her phone from an international number. She frowned looking at it, wondering who it might be. She answered the call and was in no way prepared for the conversation that followed.

  It was a world renowned fashion designer in Paris who was calling her to ask her to come to Paris for two weeks to do modeling work in a few different fashion shows. It was the call of her dreams, and it had finally happened. Paris. Vogue. The runways of the best designers in the world.

  She could hardly breathe as she accepted the offer and the job and thanked them for calling her. With breathless excitement, she called Lisa and told her that she was going to Paris, and Lisa squealed with delight over the phone. She went to visit her grandmother and shared the great news with her, and Evelyn had never been so happy for her granddaughter as she was when she learned what was in store for her.

  When she had left her grandmother’s, she had one more stop to make. She drove to the studio where Tristan was working. She wanted to tell him in person. If it wasn’t for him, she wouldn’t have done the sex tape and she wouldn’t have gotten the job offer to go to Paris. The other part of it was that she was going to be gone for two weeks, and
at that point between them, two weeks away from each other was a long time.

  She parked her car and went into the studio, but they directed her to his trailer just outside of the studio. She knocked on the door and he opened it, surprised to see her. He invited her in with a warm embrace and a long sweet kiss before he let her go and looked at her in surprise.

  “What brought you all the way over here? Did you just miss me too much to wait for our dinner date this weekend?” he teased, loving that it might be just what he said.

  Valerie laughed at him and shook her head. “No… actually, it’s about a phone call I got today.”

  He looked at her quizzically. “A phone call? From whom?”