But he’s found the condoms.
Yesss.
He tears one open and rolls it on as he saunters back to me, biting down on his lip. I bet his dick is pretty damn sensitive just now. I stare down at his sheathed erection with what I’m sure is a shamelessly lascivious smile on my face, and he chuckles.
‘I hope you do a better job of playing the innocent little virgin once we start rolling again.’
‘I’m merely overcome by the thought of having Your Grace’s enormous cock inside me.’ I flutter my eyelashes at him.
‘Be careful what you wish for, my beautiful little wife,’ he murmurs, stroking me with it. ‘You won’t know what’s hit you.’
There’s something about Josh Lander saying the wordwifeto me as he prepares to fuck me that makes my insides twist in a way I don’t want to examine too closely. Instead, I wrap my arms and legs around him. ‘Try me.’
Josh grabs my arse and pulls me right to the edge of the table before positioning himself at my entrance and pushing in, hard. Oh, God. Oh, Jesus. I’d forgotten what it was like to be filled up so completely by him. I scrabble back down onto my elbows and arch my back. My elbows grumble, but the rest of my body sings as Josh digs his fingers into my hips and drives himself home. Again and again and again. I meet every thrust, pushing my hips forward as the heat and size of him engulf me and the pressure in my abdomen threatens to overwhelm me each time he bottoms out.
And then he reaches down and tugs me up by my upper arms so I’m flush against him, my nipples grazing against the bulk of his pecs as he grips my arse and quickens his pace, our breath mingling as we kiss frantically. He slows and stills and squeezes me in a vice as he shudders and comes inside me.
‘Elle.’ He releases my mouth and bends his head to my neck, his teeth dragging along my skin.‘Elle, Elle, Elle. Fuuuuck.’
And I hold him, my arms locked around his neck as he recovers his breath and finds his sanity. He puts his hands under my arse and lifts me off the table. I can feel the tail of his orgasm pulsing inside me. I raise my head and find his mouth and kiss him, and he kisses me back.
Lazily.
Adoringly.
Appreciatively.
If only we could retire to my bed at the back of the trailer and do it all over again.
I wish I could say that the second it’s over, and I’ve had my release, I come to my senses. But I don’t. I’m fucking ecstatic. Sated. Addicted.
‘Maybe we should go back and film that scene while I’m awash with endorphins,’ I mutter, running my hands shamelessly over his epic shoulders. ‘I might put in a more convincing performance of not hating you.’
He smiles against my mouth, and the feel of it is so delicious I give him a little kiss.
‘At least I have less chance of turning a love scene into a porno this time around.’
‘I think we’ve established you need to shoot your load before you get naked with me on camera next time. Got it? None of this dopamine fasting crap.’
‘Are you volunteering? You can be, like, my fluffer.’
I put one foot down on the ground and ease him out of me. He winces.
‘Aren’t fluffers supposed to make the porn star hard? I think the precise opposite is what you need, my friend.’
‘Be my de-fluffer then. And I’ll take careof you in return, so the woman supposedly playing my innocent little wife isn’t writhing underneath me with “fuck me” eyes.’
He winks.
He’s so rude.
That said, it sounds like a truly excellent plan.
CHAPTER 31
Josh
Ihave no fucking clue what just happened in Elle’s trailer. I have no clue if she’ll even look at me now we’re back on set and this bubble is broken. But right now, I’m so pumped I don’t even care.
