My skin glistened under the production lights as sweat covered every inch of my body.
His body on top of mine, grinding against my hips as my body reacted in its own way. A moan slipped from my lips as he pressed against me, even the slightest touch...
Nerves ran through my body as the cosmetic brush ran across my cheeks, the pink specks of powder flying into the air as she swept it against my face before placing it down onto the vanity. "How are you feeling?" Jill asked,
I shook my head, my stomach fluttered every time I thought about stepping in front of the cameras, and my chest felt as if it was in knots. "Not great" I admitted, parting my mouth slightly as the lipstick ran along my lips.
"Just walk out there, smile, pose with Wilmer, pout, smile more, then walk off" Jill instructed,
I nodded, "Yeah, I know all of that, I'm just nervous because it's my first red carpet appearance in two years. I don't want to be bombarded with questions" Jill was unsure of what to say to me. She sprayed a mist against my face as I held my eyes shut, "What is that?"
"Setting spray, helps your makeup stay in place" I smiled at how I didn't already know that. "Alright, time to get your dress on!"
I looked down at the silver gown as the flashes lit up the night sky. The bright lights began to sting my eyes as I buried my head into Wilmer's shoulder, acting impulsively I forgot for a moment that the press were going to have a ball with those photos. "Demi! Is it true you were offered a deal from playboy?" One of the photographers yelled out. I ignored the yelled from the random strangers as I posed on the red carpet, Wilmer's arm wrapped around my waist as we both smiled.
I had to stop myself from frowning when he moved away from me when his publicist told him to take some single shots.
I let out a sigh of relief as my publicist instructed me to step off of the red carpet.
"Thank God that's over" I muttered, snuggling my face into Wilmer's blazer as he wrapped his arms around my torso, and planted a soft kiss on my head. "It could have gone worse"
"You did amazing" Wilmer smiled to me as I pulled away from him slightly, allowing him to press my lips against his for a split moment.
"You ready to watch the movie where we have lots of fake sex?" I winked, a chuckle leaving my lips as I saw Wilmer's cheeks redden. "It's okay, we can have real sex after"
Wilmer ran his hand over his short hair, "God Woman, the things you do to me"
..
Our lips fought for dominance as he pushed me up against the bedroom wall. The expensive gown that had clung to my body all night was soon on the floor, as was the remainder of his clothes.
"Someone's excited" I said breathlessly as his lips trailed down my neck.
I bit my lip and sucked in a sharp breath as he sunk his teeth into my neck, before training done to my bare collarbones. "Mmm, watching that movie and knowing how fucking amazing you are did get me excited, can you blame me?"
I blushed. "Of course" I said sarcastically, trying to hide the butterflies that spread throughout my body as he complimented me. I threw my head back as his teeth grazed my nipple and he entered me. Flinging my legs around his waist, he held me against the wall, securing me as I bounced against him. I would never understand why I waited so long to do this with him.
This is such a bad chapter I'm sorry but sex makes up for it This was the gown demi wore
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