Chapter Six
Simone
I pause right at her entrance, needing to make sure she is still with me. “You okay, sweetheart?” With my free hand, I stroke up and down her bare leg, loving the way she begins to writhe under my touch. Being so close to the promised land and holding back is just about killing me. But now that I’ve had a taste of her to ease my raging need, I’ll be damned if I go any further without making sure my Sierra is one hundred percent comfortable.
“I think so. This is all just so weird.” She bites down on her lip, looking up at me with a shy gratitude that makes me want to do everything and anything for her. Her breath is coming in quick pants, and her skin is flushed from her face, down her neck, and over her chest, which I realize is still covered by the hot pink bra. “You didn’t have to do that. I would have gone through with it either way.”
Vulnerability is etched in every line of her face. Taking the camera from her hand, I place it on the bed beside us. They don’t need this part. I pull her up into my arms so that we are both kneeling on the bed, wrapped around each other. I place a gentle kiss on her lips, to reassure, to help her relax, and try desperately to ignore my throbbing dick.
“I would do anything for you. I know this is a weird situation, but I want this to be good for both of us. Not for the cameras. But for us.” I can tell she is confused, and I don’t know how to properly explain that I feel a well of emotion and protectiveness for her that is bottomless. I’ve known her less than a few hours, but I would do anything for her.
“Since I set eyes on you in that green room, I’ve felt more than ever before in my life. As if every messed up thing in the past few weeks which led me here was all predestined because we were meant to be here. I hate that we are both in this position, but we are. Since we can’t back out now, I am going to make this as memorable and pleasurable for you as possible. Then, once we walk out of this building, I am taking you home to my bed, where you will stay with me, hopefully forever, but definitely as long as you need to. We’ll get to know each other. We’ll learn each other’s bodies, without an audience. I can’t wait to see you in the morning with no makeup on and no fake extensions. Just you.”
“How is this possible? I felt the same when I saw you. Like I found where I belonged. But this is insanity. We came to film a porn, to get paid to have sex on camera, and you want me to leave here and, what, live with you?”
“Yes. I want you to live with me. I want to make you fall in love with me. I want a simple life with you after this wild start.” I glide my hands down to her ass and pull her hard against me. “But Jesus, what I want more than anything right now is to be inside you. Now. Do you still want that?”
“Yes. Absolutely fucking yes.” Something snaps, and we maul each other in that moment.
Reluctantly, Sierra pulls away, laying back down to her previous position, her legs spread wide for me. She reaches over, picking up the camera, and pointing it at me. “Do you want inside me?”
“Fuck, yes.” I reach down, gripping my length, and she makes the camera follow.
“Show me.” There is a sauciness to her voice which hadn’t been present before. As if now that it is just us, she has found her courage. And she is kind of liking bossing me around while filming me.
I kind of like it too.
With a groan, I pull my hand over my length, showing her the bead of precum that spills from the top. Swiping it up with the tip of her finger, she brings it to her lips and licks it off. My pace picks up as I work my cock up and down, watching as she closes her eyes and moans.
“Now you.” I pluck the camera from her hand and turn it around. “Show me how wet you are for my cock. Got to make sure you're ready.”
Her hands skate down her trim stomach and dives between her legs, dragging open the lips of her sex, showing me the glistening folds they hide. I capture the whole thing on camera and pretend this is just for us. The fingers of her other hand slide back and forth from her opening to her clit, spreading the moisture around.
“You saved that pretty little cunt just for me, didn’t you?” The camera might be pointed down where she is touching herself, and I’m slowly jacking off with my other hand, but my eyes are drawn to hers. “You didn’t even know it, but all this time, you were keeping that tight pussy pristine for a complete stranger. But I’m not going to be a stranger after this. I’m going to be yours. And you, you’re mine.”
“Yessss, make me yours.” She dips one finger into that hole, and I damn near lose it when that digit comes back out glistening with her arousal. Sierra writhes beneath me, lifting her hips up in an effort to get me closer. “Please, Simon, I need you inside me.”
All traces of the shy woman I met out in the green room are gone. Now that it is just the two of us, and she’s all worked up and in need of a release, Sierra has turned into a five-alarm siren.
“Guide me to you, sweetheart. You want it so bad? Take it.” Those soft hands grip my cock, and I actively work to keep from blowing my load all over her stomach before I can even get inside her.
I can’t help but stare as Sierra holds her sex open with the fingers of one hand, while the other points the tip of my dick home. She swirls my cock around her entrance, moaning and rocking her hips back and forth. I can’t take it, the need building within me to drive straight into her is too much. I don't want to hurt her. Jesus, that is the last thing I want, but I need to be one with her right fucking now.
“Hold tight, sweetheart.” Making sure to keep the camera pointed where we are about to be joined, I grip Sierra’s hip in my other hand and thrust hard into her in one solid movement. She gasps and whimpers, a single tear rolling down the side of her cheek.
The expression on her beautiful face in the moment we both give our virginities to the other is mine, and mine alone. There is joy, pain, and pleasure all mixed in her eyes. Her teeth are clamped down on her lip so hard, I’m a little afraid she’s going to draw blood.
“You okay, sweetheart?” I try to hold still. She’s so fucking tight around my cock, I might explode. I think about her pain, and how much I hate hurting her, and the need to come right now eases a little.
“I think so. I can’t, Christ, I can’t describe it.” I keep my eyes locked on Sierra’s, not giving two shits if I’m getting the footage the so-called filmmakers on the other side of the door need. All I care about is the woman beneath me, and what she needs. “There is pain, but I’m just so full. I can feel you everywhere. And that part is so good.”
Sierra tentatively shifts beneath me and hisses then moans as she adjusts.
“That’s it, beautiful. You move when you’re ready.” I release my hand from her hip and brush it down her tummy to that swollen nub nestled between her thighs. I don’t touch it directly, not wanting to overwhelm her right now. Instead, I rub little circles around it, then down to where we are joined, gathering some of her sweet juices on my fingers. There is a little pink tinge to them now, and it makes me want to beat my chest with primal pride.
Gradually, her breathing relaxes to a more calm cadence. Her muscles loosen slightly, but she’s still tight as hell around me. Before I expect it, Sierra arches her back and shifts off my cock a little only to circle around and plunge down, so I’m buried to the hilt inside her again. The move has us both moaning, staring down at where she works here hips taking me deep inside over and over.
“Look how perfect I fit inside you. Your pretty pussy keeps sucking me back in, not wanting me to leave. This cock was made for you. Only you.” It's the truth. I know at this moment I will never be inside another woman for the rest of my life. Even the thought makes me angry and nauseous at the same time.
