Jessica

“You have to what?” Chris asked incredulously. “Why can’t he do it without you?”

“Because he respects my opinion, Chris. Is that so hard to believe?” I replied, zipping up my suitcase.

“I’ve never heard of a director being so reliant on one of his actors.” He argued. “You better receive some sort of directing credit for this.”

I rolled my eyes as he huffed. Even if this wasn’t for the sake of lying to see Charlie, Hugh and I were good friends and he did rely on me a lot. Chris had no right to be so worked up about it.

“Look,” I sighed, turning around to place my hands on his cheeks. “It’s only for two days. I’ll be back before you know it and we can spend the rest of the time together.”

“You keep saying that” He replied, wrapping his arms around my waist. “But lately it’s been impossible.”

“You’re just a little spoiled with my time. I haven’t done a movie since we met. This is usually how my schedule is babe. You more than anyone should know.”

“Yeah but you don’t see my director’s calling me away for location scouting.” He returned.

“It’s just what it is.” I replied shortly, ending the conversation. “My car is outside. I’ll see you in a couple of days.”

Leaning up, I kissed him on the lips, grabbing my suitcase off of the bed before walking towards the front door.

“I love you.” He called after me.

“I love you too.” I yelled behind me as I walked out.

 

I had covered myself practically head to toe to be unrecognizable at the airport and with only one undercover security escort, I managed to get into the rental car practically unseen, without even the rental company knowing who i was. I realized how much effort went into sneaking around, but being near Charlie was the only thing that felt right. Especially not having seen him in weeks.

Opening the door, I walked in, shutting it quickly behind me.

“Charlie?” I called out, resting carry-on against the wall and taking off my hat and my jacket.

Slipping off my shoes, I let my eyes wander over the cozy decor, listening to the crackle of firewood before the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs caught my attention.

Turning my head I saw Charlie, a towel wrapped around his waist, another in his hand as he dried his hair. The moment he got close enough to touch me, both towels dropped and suddenly his lips were pressed against mine. My back against the wall. Heart racing a million miles a minute.

 

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Charlie

I couldn’t stop myself once she walked through that door. It’d felt like ages since I’d been with her.

Placing my hands on the curve of her hips, my fingers curl around the fabric of her dress separating our skin. I pulled her body taut against mine. The quick pace of her heartbeat told me she was looking forward to this just as much as I was. .

Her hands ran up my body, nails scratching their way up the skin of my back.

I lowered my head, pressing my lips against the exposed skin of her neck. A small moan escaping her crimson lips as she relished in the feeling. I placed my hands on her shoulders, slipping the fabric of the dress off of them and letting it fall to the ground. Much to my pleasure, she wasn’t wearing anything else.

“On your knees.” I commanded in a harsh whisper. Like a good girl, she complied.

Her hands slid their way up my thighs, brushing against the hardened member. Those gorgeous blue eyes stared at me as her mouth soon engulfed the tip. The warmth of it sending shivers down my spine before her tongue licked the pre cum that had formed.

I removed the band from her hair, letting it fall down her back as her mouth worked fervently on my cock. Grabbing a handful of her hair, I pulled her head further down on me, making her take the entirety of my ten inches into her throat. Not many woman could, but despite the hint of a gag reflex, Jess never disappointed. After a few moments of moving my dick in and out of her hot mouth, she pulled it out with a pop before massaging the tip with her tongue again, swirling and lapping up the excess spit she’d left behind.

Firmly yet gentle enough not to hurt her, I pulled her up by her hair so that she stood before me.. My hand ran down, cupping a perky breast before I brushed my thumb over her hardened nipple. She bit her bottom lip every so softly at the touch while my free hand moved down her toned stomach to her bare pussy. I could feel how wet she was before I even slide my finger between her lips. My thumb brushed against her clit, causing a moan to escape from her lips as she kept both of her hands stroking my dick. Massaging her clit for a moment, the sound of her moans became the sweetest thing I’d ever heard. I entered two fingers into her and she leaned in, stifling a moan while planting soft kisses along my neck, her tongue sweeping circles on the exposed skin.

I needed to be inside of her.

Pulling my fingers out, I grabbed her hips and lifted her up, her legs wrapping around my waist while I crashed my lips onto hers. The heat between us was electrifying. Every hair on my body stood up from her touch. My tongue rolled over hers, taking in the sweet sensation while I laid her back on the fur rug in front of the fireplace and placed myself between her legs. Her palms ran down my body while the tips of her fingers traced the outline of my abs before I leaned down to kiss her neck. Sucking and teasing her with gentle bites, I made my way down to her breasts, massaging the swollen peaks while working on her nipples with my tongue, giving each a bite hard enough to make her squeal. My hand slide down her body to find her clit again, working my fingers against the sensitive nub, applying pressure while moving them in small circles against it, eliciting a deep moan from her as her back arched against me.

Her illuminating eyes were hooded and heavy as she struggles to look up at me.

“Charlie.” She moaned. “Fuck me.”

My eyes darkened with lust as I heard the words escape her mouth. Removing my fingers from her, placing them in my mouth as I sucked her delicious juices. Who was I to deny her what she wanted? Placing my hands down beside her head, I spread her legs further apart with my hips, positioning my cock against her warm center, filling her completely with one swift motion. Her tight walls squeezed against me as she wrapped her legs around my waist again, pulling me in closer. Placing a hand on my cheek, she pulled my face down to hers, kissing me deeply – needingly – teasingly sliding her tongue along my lips.

Small moans escaped her as I started to thrust. She arched to take all of me in only to feel the hard muscles of my arms sliding beneath her, my nails raking at her skin as I groaned. My strokes increased in intensity as I pulled all the way out before sinking deep inside of her again and again. Our skins glistening with sweat in the dimly lit room.

I stopped, pulling out and grabbing her waist hard to turn her onto her stomach, keeping her flat while I shoved myself back in. She threw her head back, screaming in pleasure as i spread her ass cheeks apart to give myself more room before pounding into her, using her body as my personal toy. I couldn’t let up, pounding hard and harder as her pussy tightened, practically milking me as she cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure while we both came, our bodies shuddering in release.

“Wow.” She breathed out, as I rolled off of her, lying back on the carpet.

I nodded my agreement, unable to get a word out as I struggled to catch my breath.

“God, I missed you..” she said, rolling into my side, her head resting on my chest.

“I missed you.” I replied, wrapping my arm around her.

I reached behind me to one of the couches, grabbing a pillow to prop us up as we laid on the ground watching the fire. Running my fingers up and down her back, I leaned my head over hers, taking in the smell of her hair.

“I still can’t believe we’re doing this.” Jessica said, adjusting her head to look up at me.

“Doing what?”

“Sneaking away in the middle of our break.” She answered.

“It’s not any worse than everything else we’ve done.”

She nodded her head, not saying anything.

I could tell there was guilt there. Guilt at what she was doing to Chris. To what i was doing to Morgana. I felt it to, yet still, we were both here. The withdrawls I was feeling from being without her next to me where indescribable. Everyday my mind raced as to what she was up to. My body ached from not being able to touch her.

“I needed to see you Jess.” I spoke up softly. “Not just for this.” I motioned at our bodies. “But I needed to be with you. It’s like – I don’t even know how to function anymore when I’m not around you.”

I could feel her lips moving against my skin and even though she wasn’t looking up, i knew she was smiling.

“I did too.” She whispered, wrapping her arm around my waist as she gave me a hug. “ How are we possibly going to entertain ourselves?”

“Oh I can think of a few ways.” I laughed, rolling us over again so that she was on her back.

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Jessica

I wasn’t sure when we’d gone to bed. I wasn’t even sure when we’d woken up. All knew was that time didn’t matter when we were together. It was dusk again and the two of us sat down outside on the back porch overlooking the lake. We’d order in a pizza and practically devoured it form being so hungry.

It was nice to be in his arms again. I couldn’t get enough. Tomorrow I’d have to leave and he’d go back to Morgana, but then we’d only be apart a few days before we went back to filming.

Dim string lights lit the porch. The sky the color of purple. 3 slices of pizza rested on the coffee table alongside a bottle of wine, two glasses, and a game of monopoly. We were in our own reality.

I didn’t need much more than this.