Her Redemption

10. Craving

When we got home that night, I made chili soup for dinner in a way of thanking my mom and brother for being there for me. We enjoyed each other's company, laugh till we cried, and cried till we couldn't anymore.

It's now 11:30 at night. Tommy is in his room sleeping. We decided on giving Tommy his own room so he doesn't get any interruptions in his sleep. He took my old room and I decided to stay in the guest room downstairs. It's only a few steps away and if something happens or he needs me I have the camera and I can watch him from the pad.

I'm laying down about to drift off to sleep when my phone vibrates.

Melissa is calling. I answer immediately sitting up clearing my throat.

E: Hello?

M: Hi hun. I'm sorry for the late night call and the last minute but you have a scene tomorrow.

E: It's okay. A scene again? With who?

M: Yes again! People have been going crazy with the new video of you and Drake and it hasn't been even 24 hours!

E: It's that good?

M: Good? She snorts. More like spectacular. You can feel the chemistry between you two sizzling it's very intense you need to watch it. I sent you the draft to your email.

E: alrighty. So who's it with? And how so soon?

M: it's with Drake. You guys were a hit and actually we need to speak to both of you when you come in okay. Love you have a Goodnight bye.

She hangs up before I can say anything.

Another scene with Drake?! I mean Bryan?!

How is this possible....

I need to see what all the fuss is about. I mean it's not the first time I redo scenes with someone. However, it hasn't even been a day...

I login to my email on my phone and click on the link Melissa sent me. I go through the night stand drawer and grab my  air pods. I put them in, resting back on my pillow and start the video.

It begins with the scene of me laying on the couch reading a book. The doorbell rings, Drake appears. It's very corny but immediately I can see what everyone is talking about. There's instant connection. Our body language, the way we look at one another. We can easily pass as a real life couple. There is some pornstars that do that together and they make good money.

We start kissing and my skin burns with the memory of his touch and the way his lips felt against my body. My lips.

Desire burns inside of me and suddenly I get a text message.

Unknown number: Did you watch it love?

I pause the video, my stomach doing somersaults at the fact that Bryan just wrote me.

I'm watching it right now I respond.

He responds back instantly.

Bryan 🍯 : me too

Bryan 🍯 : can I call you?

I respond with a yes and my heart flutters. I get up from the bed locking my door. I fix a few of my curly stray hairs as he starts FaceTiming me. I answer and he appears laying down on his bed in the dark shirtless with a big smile on his face.

"Hi love"

My cheeks flush, turning pink. "Hi" I say shyly.

"What were you doing?" He looks at me mischievously.

I prop my elbow up on my bed, laying my head against my wrist which makes my black crop top shirt rise showcasing my under breasts.

"I was watching the video. Melissa called me to look at it." I say as innocently as possible even though my thoughts are far from innocent.

He looks at my eyes, not daring to look down at my body as I prop my phone up against a pillow facing me.

"Hmmm" he hums licking his lips still only looking at my face. "What part of the video were you on?"

My pulse starts beating erratically "where you kissed me."

He looks at my lips and then back at my eyes. "I wish I could."

I gulp. "What part of the video were you on?" I ask breathlessly.

"I was inside of you, and you were holding on to me as you came."

How can he say it so calmly? I'm over here dying and he's just sitting there as if he was talking about the damn weather.

He groans throwing his head back. "Don't look at me like that."

"Like what?"

"Like you want me to fuck you."

I bite my lip and release it "but I do."

He mutters a fuck and shit under his breath rubbing his face exaggeratedly.

"You get to tomorrow." I say with a grin.

"It's not the same and you know it." He sighs looking at me. "How about I come over?"

"Now?" I look around to see if the room is a mess. Plus Tommy doesn't wake up during the night. Spencer is staying at his friends house and my mom is a deep sleeper.

"Yeah." He gets up putting on clothes. "I'll see you in a bit." We hang up as I quickly pick up the room.

He doesn't live far from my moms house. I can't believe I agreed to this. I'm a slut. I'm a freaking bad girl. I shouldn't be doing this. This isn't how relationships start.

I go to the bathroom and fix myself up really quick putting on a large black T-shirt and nothing underneath.

My hair is a curly mess, my body is sensitive and begging to be touched.

Maybe it won't be so bad. Craving for something that is natural...