Here he comes to spoil the mood.
It seemed as if he always had to take a
jab at me after each scene.
As if these scenes aren’t torturous enough
.
At least this time I was mentally
prepared for whatever he had to say.
“Wouldn’t it have been easier to play ball
ten years ago?” he asked, placing his clammy hand on my right hip.
I opened my eyes and looked directly at
him.
“How would you like it if my
father had fucked Suzanne three days after her nineteenth birthday?”
He got a strange look in his eyes and his top
lip began to quiver.
“I would never
let that happen,” he asserted before breaking eye contact.
“You need to get tested before the next
shoot,” he added, before tossing aside his mask and making a beeline toward the
exit.
There is something strange between him and Suzanne
.
I closed my eyes and
immediately went back to enjoying the incredible state of bliss.
“Sorry about that,” Gunner said upon his
return.
“I had to wipe off a
bit.
Let me get you down.”
“I was just enjoying the stretch.
It’s not too bad once you get used to
it.” I smiled.
“You were amazing,
Raven
,”
he gushed.
“I’m so proud of you.”
Gunner
I was utterly amazed by how well Raven had
handled everything that I put her through.
My initial assessment of her inner strength was definitely turning out
to be true.
She had conquered a
fear that she had carried with her for over twenty years.
Amazing
.
“Sorry about your clothes.”
I picked up what remained of them and
carried them back to the dressing room with us.
“Where’s Amber?” she asked, probably hoping
she could borrow something to wear.
“She used her safe word, so she went home
early,” Blade interjected flatly.
“You always get too aggressive with newbies,”
I admonished him.
It wasn’t the
first time that it had happened.
“We had a good talk afterward.
She’ll be back,” he said confidently.
“So she’s okay?” Raven confirmed.
“Yeah, she’s fine.”
“Let’s find you something to put on, and I
have a couple of other things for you too.”
I led her back to my locker.
“This is for the clothes and this is for
last week.”
Raven
As if all of the endorphins coursing through my
system weren’t enough, Gunner handed me five hundred dollars in cash for the
clothes he had ruined, and a check for sixty seven thousand dollars and change
.
I doubled my money on those clothes
, was the first thought that
flashed through my mind.
Then the
huge check began to sink in.
“I really am a dirty whore!” I exclaimed as I
stared at the check.
“What?” he gasped, shocked by my admission.
“I just realized that I’m a dirty whore,” I
repeated.
“I enjoyed that whole
scene immensely and I actually got off on the fact that people were watching
me.”
“That’s pretty normal,” Gunner assured.
“Most of us are exhibitionists at
heart.”
“I’m grateful for my pussy, too.” I
smiled.
“I actually despised it for
years, but you have made me appreciate it immensely.”
“You despised your pussy or the fact that you
were a woman?”
“Both.
Guys and penises both have a much easier time in this world.”
Gunner laughed and threw me one of his white,
long sleeved shirts.
“This is the
best I can do for now.
Maybe I can
ask Sapphire if she will loan you something.”
“No, that’s fine.
I’m going straight home.
I’ll sneak in the back door.”
If I took the back stairs, there was
little chance that anyone would ever see me.
“I also have a nice bottle of wine,” he
added.
“I’ve been saving it for a
special occasion.”
“So you think tonight qualifies?”
“Definitely.
After tonight, I have little doubt that
you and I are both going to achieve our goals.”
He kept staring at me with a warm smile
as he uncorked the wine.
I thought about what it would be like if
things were actually real between us.
Maybe I should throw caution to
the wind and just go for it.
Ok,
that’s definitely the
hormones
talking
.
As we walked back to the dressing area, it appeared
as if everyone else had already departed.
There was nothing but silence in the air.
That and the musky smell of Gunner’s
cologne mixed with a little sweat and pheromones.
“To a very successful future,” Gunner said,
holding his glass in the air.
“Cheers!”
I took a small sip, which led to a few
gulps that nearly emptied the glass.
“You obviously needed that.” He laughed,
giving me an instant refill.
“You have no idea.”
I took several more gulps from the
second glass.
Gunner
As Raven and I sat there drinking wine, it
seemed as if we were two normal people instead of a couple of sex objects in
front of the cameras.
I already
knew that she had a great personality, but the more time we spent together, the
more I liked her.
It often seemed
as if I was talking to one of the guys.
I really like that
.
“What the hell was Carter mumbling about
right before he left?” she asked suddenly.
“I saw he was talking to you, but I didn’t
catch what he said.”
“It was something about being tested before
the next shoot.”
“Oh… It’s not a big deal,” I assured
her.
“You should’ve been tested
right away, but since you’re not in the industry I talked Carter into letting
it slide.”
“Is it an STD test or something?”
“STDs - HIV, HPV, and Hepatitis C -
basically.
I’m not worried about
it, but according to Carter, it has to be done for insurance purposes.”
“Okay,” she replied taking another gulp of
wine.
“It makes sense that everyone
should be tested.”
Again, I was amazed by how cool she was.
Most people would be a little freaked
out about having a bunch of tests done on them, but she just took it in stride.
“Where will it be done?”
“Just call this number,” I said, handing her
a business card.
“She’ll come to
your house and do a blood draw.
It’s pretty simple.”
“Cool, I’ll do it tomorrow.
My weekends are pretty quiet when Hannah
is gone.”
“Honestly, I wish we could shoot the next
scene tomorrow,” I said, slipping my arms around her waist and looking into her
beautiful eyes.
Whether blue or hazel, they are equally
gorgeous.
“Me too,” she replied, giving me a thoughtful
smile.
“You’ve had a long wait.”
“Making it another week is definitely going
to be a challenge, but I’m determined to do it.
Please don’t do that with your hand.”
I love the way she giggles.
Raven
The moments Gunner and I shared in the
dressing room left me incredibly hot.
If there weren’t cameras everywhere, I know exactly what would’ve
happened next.
However, due to the
circumstances, we made a pact that we would both save up all of our sexual
energy until the following Friday.
It’s going to be a long week!
“Are you sure you are okay to drive?” he
asked while walking me to my car.
“I should have Toby give you a ride home.”
“I’m fine,” I assured him.
“I’m no stranger to wine.”
“You seemed to be a seasoned connoisseur.” He
laughed, giving me a nudge.
“Oh yeah, if there is anything I would be a
connoisseur of, it would be wine.
That and maybe cheesecake, I love them both equally.”
“You drive safe,” he said in a fatherly tone
as I got myself situated in my car and buckled the seat belt.
“Yes, dad,” I replied, giving him a sideways
look.
“I’m serious; I want you back here in one
piece next Friday.”
“Oh, that’s it.
You just want to make sure I’m here to
relieve that pressure for you.”
“It’s not just about the release, baby,” he
countered, leaning into the car.
“I’ve wanted to fuck you ever since the day they put up your billboard
outside my office window.”
His hand
slipped in behind my neck, and when our lips met, there was an actual explosion
of fireworks in my head.
“Wow, you really have been waiting a long
time,” I replied breathlessly when our lips finally parted.
“I have, that’s why I’m looking forward to
next Friday,” he said before backing away and slapping his hand against the
roof of the car.
I love you Dalton!
The voice inside of my head was screaming out to him as I turned
the key.
Our eyes remained locked
on one another until he turned to walk back to the dungeon.
I felt that throbbing ache re-emerging
between my legs.
Even though it had
been less than an hour since the most powerful orgasm of my life, I remained
unfulfilled.
It was an ache that
would only be resolved once Gunner and I had made love.
It’s
only one more week
.
~~~
I pulled onto the highway and headed down the
winding road that led me back to my mundane, task-oriented life in the
city.
I’m definitely leading a double-life
, I thought as I slipped the
nurse’s business card into my purse, along with the cash and the check that
Gunner had given me.
I had to laugh
as I pushed in the clutch with one bare foot and hit the accelerator with the
other.
I lowered the window part
way so I could feel the cool night air blowing through my hair.
Sixty-seven thousand dollars
;
just the thought of it gave me a sense of freedom that had been missing from my
life for the past several years.
I
thought back to the day that I received my first twenty thousand dollar check
for closing a big real estate deal.
Since tonight’s show went so well,
I’m sure I’ll have another big check next Friday
.
I pushed down on the accelerator and
hugged a curve in the road.
The
sudden windfall had been a long time coming, and it had entered my life in a
way that I never could have predicted.
Life is crazy sometimes.
Oh shit!
My heart clenched and I felt as if someone
had punched me in the gut when the flashers came on behind me.
Where
the fuck was he sitting?
God
dammit!
Fuck, I’m damn near
naked.
Is it even legal to drive without
shoes?
A million different
thoughts ran through my mind in the minute or so that it took me to pull over
and wait for him to approach my car.
“License and registration please,” he said in
that dry monotone voice always used by officers of the law.
“I’m sorry, sir, I was daydreaming,” I
replied, rummaging through my purse for my wallet.
After what seemed like a lengthy search,
I was relieved to find both of them.
“This doesn’t look anything like you,” he commented,
shining an obnoxiously bright flashlight in my face.
“Where are your clothes?”
“It’s really a long story, sir…
I’m an actress,” I felt a familiar sense
of panic rising within me.
“Have you been drinking, ma’am?” he asked,
obviously catching a whiff of my breath.
Oh good lord!
What
else could possibly go wrong?
“I had a glass of wine with a co-worker
after we got done with our shoot.”
“Please step out of the car, ma’am.”
He stood up and opened my door.
“Where are your shoes?”
“Like I said, it’s a long story, sir.
Is it illegal to drive without shoes?”