I'm sitting in my trailer at lunchtime, alone. Melissa just stepped out to meet up with her husband since he made the trip to London. The two of them are staying at a hotel in Soho with their cat, Fred.
I'm bored and lonely. I think about the man I left in my bed naked this morning. Picking up the cellphone that I took back from the thief, I send him a message.
You better be naked and waiting when I get home. I think we are wrapping around seven and it would be nice to have food ready on the nightstand. You make me work up an appetite. Miss you already.
I'm expecting my phone to buzz back right away with his reply, but it doesn't. I think about texting my brother to see if the storm cleared yet, but then decide that I don't care. I was happy keeping Jackson with me in London. Our life is perfect for the moment, and I didn't feel bad wanting that feeling as long as we could.
Last night, he had a picnic basket waiting in the backyard for us to eat after shooting all day. He had grilled salmon and asparagus, my favorites and he paired it with an expensive wine from my parent's wine room.
Dessert was my favorite part, however; I got to undress Jackson and have my way with him under the stars.
The knock on my trailer door informs me that lunch has arrived. Putting my phone down, I go to the door to let them in to set up.
Today, there is only one man and I don't recognize him. This gentleman has short salt and pepper hair and wears dark sunglasses. He brings the first tray in and sets it on the table to leave. My insides pull at the sight of his long fingers and I smile. I look at his lips and see that beautiful bottom lip that I like to kiss. I grab the gentleman by the waist and push him against the wall.
"When did you start working on this set?" I ask him while grabbing for the center of his pants. His erection pushed into my hand.
"It's my first-day ma'am." He says with a terrible British accent.
Dropping to my knees, I pull his pants to his ankles and softly kiss the head of his excited cock.
"I hate being called ma'am," I tell him before licking him up and down.
He moans with a laugh. "Ava, the door is still wide open."
Smiling up at him, "no one will know it's you. It took me a minute to figure it out and I've seen your gorgeous body for the last four months. I've memorized every nook and cranny of Jackson Thomas Williams. Soon...I won't be able to touch you." I remind him sad.
He shakes his head and grabs my arms. Slowly, he pulls me up to him and runs his hand along my cheek.
"I'm not going to let that happen. I called Lexie and told her to get us on the same floor with an adjoining door if she could. You're mine and I'm never going to let you go again." He kisses me. "Now close your damn door so I can bend you over the table and have my way with you."
I bounce up and down with glee. "BEST LUNCH EVER! Why did we wait four months to figure this out?" I shout.
Slamming my door shut, I lock it and turn to look at my gorgeous boy. His costume was off, and he is standing naked, holding out his hand for me.
Knowing there is a ton of crew within earshot of my trailer, I should try hard to keep it down, but that is impossible once Jackson is inside of me. It is pure ecstasy and I need the world to know how happy I am with him.
We waited so long to be together and now I never wanted it to end.
Jackson is behind me and bending me over the table as he promised. He slams into me with purpose and I will feel it for the rest of the night. I giggle when his hands leave the table and find their way to my breasts, his favorite place.
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