His Sinful Pleasure. A Henry Cavill Story

8 A Dream Comes True

Her eyes that pleaded of how thankful she was were leading me to her, I cannot say for certain but I could have sworn that she too was leaning in towards me. Oh please be so, just moments away and I will find out just how those lips taste, how they feel. But then, just my luck, my fucking phone again. It's as though everything is against me, the vibration from the phone on the table crashed the moment into a million tiny pieces I would never be able to pickup. I clear my throat and think to myself perhaps it's for the best, perhaps it is all in my mind anyways and she does not feel the same. I cannot read her. 

"I am so sorry but I must take this," I say as I see my agents name on the screen, crazy to know he is calling at such an hour but that could only mean one thing; must be important. I pick it up and sense how Maria leaned back onto the couch, I too relaxed and leaned back. 

"Hello, yes," I say and await for my agent Danny on the other line.

"Well you got Friedrich!" He says without a hello cause that is so typical of him.

 "I got it, oh that's great news! Who is to play the other lead?" I ask, not really caring, glad to have gotten the role though it stopped exciting me the moment Maria left that audition.

"Well Rick only called me now to say you're good to go but as for the female lead there is not an answer on that yet, you know Rick, always has to have the final word," Danny mumbles.

"They don't know? Oh of course Rick always has the final say, I am not surprised," I answer back, with the amount of times he made me read that stupid scene I practically despised him even though I always wanted to work on a project with him, they say he's a genius and it is so evident in his work. 

"So any idea on when they plan to start the filming?" I ask.

"As soon as possible, the script has been overhauled quite a bit he told me, he was overly excited about it actually so you should be in for a treat. He wants you to come by the studio tomorrow to discuss the details!" 

"Hmm I see, ok, sounds good," it is then I felt it, Maria's head hit my shoulder, I looked towards her and found her fast asleep. She must have been exhausted after everything, it is not surprising. 

"Ok, thanks for the call, good night," I whispered and hung up before Danny had the chance to respond. I threw my phone to the other end of the couch and did everything in my power not to wake her. But this mustn't be comfortable. Just then, an idea struck me and slowly I raised my arm and did everything to gently move her off my shoulder, allowing her to fall into me. My arm went around her and as she fell further into my embrace I leaned off to lie flat on the couch, Maria followed suit in her sleepy state. She really was exhausted as I doubt this girl would have ever let this happen otherwise. 

Soon we were both flat on my large couch, her head on my chest and my arm around her pulling her closer. Oh if this is not a dream come true I do not know what is. She moved her arm up to my chest and I took care not to touch where her stitches were. I caressed her gently on her soft arm just below the stitches and the heat of her body felt like pure bliss. My heart pounded into her ear and all I was hoping was that it would not wake her because it felt like it was about to jump straight out of my chest. I closed my eyes and breathed in the fresh scent of her still damp hair. Oh how perfect her soft, gentle body feels on mine. I am in heaven. I lay there in a state of bliss, neither asleep nor awake, just eyes closed enjoying every bit of her as she sleeps peacefully on my chest.

Some hours later I felt her stir, I took care not to scare her off and pretended to be asleep. Of course I felt her turn away from me, I turned with her, oh no you don't. My arm found her waist, stopping her just in time. I hugged her closer to me, can't she just relax. I nuzzled her closer to me, feeling every bit of her perfect behind so close to my front, oh fuck. I breathed her in, my face was at the back of her perfect neck, just below her ear. For a second I felt her finally relax into me, come on baby I know this feels right to you too.

"Mmm," I let a moan unwittingly escape me as her scent played every possible trick with my mind, my arm weaved further around her waist and stomach and I felt her barely breathing, please relax it's only me. After a moment I thought she had and I hoped this will be how we would remain until morning... but of course I was wrong.

"Privet angel, kak mne otsuda vibratsa?" she whispered something in Russian and I felt a pang in my chest and not only in my chest; when she spoke Russian I just instantly became even more aroused, it's crazy. It was only a moment later that I realized she was speaking to none other than my dog. Kal; that asshole, jumped up and right in between us barking rousing me from my sweet state. Fuck you Kal, instantaneously I groaned in frustration and Maria was swiftly gone and off the couch leaving me with an empty feeling... Kal come on, what a cockblock! He was already licking my face to apologize but I just could not help but hope that maybe, just maybe something will prompt her to return.