Page 39 of The Starlet

We have a two-day break, and neither one of us has left the room, too wrapped up in one another. Kai’s phone records and computer was searched, and the amount of stuff found on each was disturbing—calls to Elena, love letters, calendar reminders of where she will be and when. He was walked off property, and a restraining order has been put in place against him. He denies any wrongdoing, but the evidence is all there.

I’m glad it’s over and done with. I can’t believe how close he had been to her the whole time, and we never even knew it. We probably wouldn’t have caught him if he hadn’t slipped in the bar. With him out of the picture, we can focus on us.

We head back to L.A. in a week, and Sandy has already set me up with a few auditions. It seems I’m the talk of the town, and several good scripts have landed in my court. I had hoped this role would open a few doors for me, and it seems like it just might have.

Elena surprises me at every turn. Yesterday, she was so orgasm-drunk she was begging for things I didn’t even know were real. The biggest turn on though, is when she told me she wanted me to film us so she’d have something to watch later when she’s alone. Naturally, I wanted to oblige. I position the camera on the nightstand and go to work.

This woman tastes like heaven.There’s something so sinful about being between her legs. When she clamps her thighs around my head and tugs my hair tight, I know she’s close. I keep going until her cries of pleasure ring out and her body relaxes.That’s two.

My goal today is to see how many times I can get her off before she taps out. We got to four yesterday before she whimpered and pulled away from me. I gave her the rest of the night to recover, with the promise I’d force more out of her today.

I flip her over onto her stomach and pull her up on her knees. Her upper body is still pressed down against the mattress. She’s too blissed out to care, moaning when I tease the tip to her opening. She’s trying to thrust her hips back to take me further, but I stop her and give her ass a smack. I pick up the phone and focus in on her panting.

“If you want it, you have to beg for it.”

She whines, “Please, Brad.”

“Please what?” I smack her ass again, and she yelps. The skin on her ass turns red under my hand, and I drag my fingers over it, feeling its warmth.

“Please, fuck me. I want to feel you.”

I push in hard and hold still. Her inner muscles are gripping me so tight. I know it won’t be long until she’s coming again. I gather her beautiful blonde locks, which are now damp with sweat, in my fist and pull her up on her hands.

I rock into her with even, hard thrusts. Her body bounces each time I push deep within her. Her fingers are wrapped around the white sheets on the bed.

“Oh, God, I’m so close,” she pants. I put the phone next to her head to get a shot of her beautiful body.

I pull out and drop to my knees to eat her from behind. She pushes her hips back into me, and when her body tenses, I shove back inside her and let her ride the waves of her orgasm out on my cock. She rocks her hips back and forth on me, taking me exactly how she needs me.

When she stills, I know it’s my turn to take over again. I grip her hips and fuck her like a man on a mission. I hold her with such force she’s going to have bruises the next day. I want her to remember this. I want her to see the marks I placed on her body and think of us.

“Fuck,” I groan, the veins in my neck bulging as I come deep inside her. We stay connected until her knees give out and she lies flat on her stomach. After I turn the camera off, I get a warm, wet face cloth and come back to clean her up. Her arms are tucked under her chest, and her eyes are closed.

“Baby? You still awake?”

She hums but keeps her eyes closed. I clean her and pull her back to my chest, stroking her hair.

This is where I want to be, always.Holding her, taking care of her, loving her. So much has happened between us in such a short amount of time, but it feels right. I’m not worried about what will happen after filming. I know it’s going to be fine. I’mhomewhen I’m with her. All the stresses of the day melt away when I see her smile. I know she feels the same about me, too.

“Elle, I love you.” The words slip past my lips, and she tenses in my grasp.Shit! Wrong time to say that.I know better than to tell a woman I love her for the first time right after sex. I need to fix this. “You don’t have to say it back. I just want you to understand how I feel. Things are different with you. I feel whole, like the two of us can do anything.”

The silence stretches between us. I try to slide my arm off her waist, but she holds me in place.

“I feel it, too.” Her voice is small. She’s nervous. “Things with you are different. I’ve never felt like this about anyone before, and that scares me.”

She turns to face me and cups my cheek with her hand.

“I love you, too, Brad. I can’t wait until we’ve finished here and we can figure out what a normal relationship between us is going to be like.” She smiles and hides her face in my chest. “I also want to have sex in my own bed. I think I’m going to have to invest in another pair of restraints so there’s one at each of our houses.”

I tilt her head up and kiss her. I try to put all my feelings and emotions into the one kiss. She needs to understand these aren’t just words to me. I don’t use those words often, and never if I don’t absolutely believe it.

I pull back and her eyes are still closed. She swallows hard and opens them. Elena Conners is the most beautiful woman in the world, and I will do everything I can to make sure this works between us.

“Let’s take a shower, order some food, and relax for a little while. I still need to beat my record from yesterday. I think I want to try for five today. Think you’re up for the challenge?”

She smiles, and I see the fire in her eyes. This woman loves a good challenge, and I just gave her the chance to prove to me she can do it.

“You’re on.”