The Actor's One & Only

Chapter 10

"Would ya stop hoverin o'er the bloody phone?! They're gonna call back, kay? I think ya rocked that audition!" Ruth scolded later that night, feeling Jack move about under the covers anxiously as he looked up and down, to and fro from his mobile. He always had it on him. Being the first fella in their lil town to own one, he was rather proud and showy of the lil flip phone, carryin it everywhere! "It doesn't matter what ya think." he grunted, frowning as he slumped back against the pillow. "Ooh...that's soo hurtful...! Think I'll just go back to Scotland, then, if I'm not needed ere." he heard her remark sarcastically, sitting up as she prepared to leave. "No, no...please do come back! I do need ya...very, very much...! Please, stay!" he cried out in alarm, pulling her back onto the bed beside him and cradling her beautiful face in his hands as she rolled onto her side to face him. She could tell it was genuine alarm. She'd meant it as a joke, but he'd taken the departure of his lucky charm seriously. 

She didn't know what or who initiated the kiss. Maybe it was just to put him at ease, but he seemed taken aback as she planted her lips upon his, slowly sucking on his lower lip and moaning as he pulled her closer to him. And once they'd caught hold of his lips, there was no letting go. She'd had been under a dry spell for far too long and here was a man who, try as he might to hide it, absolutely adored her and whom she'd yearned to be with for so long as well.

He didn't want her to stop playing out his fantasies for him. She sent chills down his young spine each time she ruffled his soft hair..and when her tongue came into play, it was pure heaven for him!  "Is this like an exercise in...in b..boostin morale...or...?" he asked, finding it unbelievable that his best friend was kissing him like that, in bed and under the covers, of all places! He instantly hardened when she straddled him, gulping as she unbuttoned her pajama top for him till she was clad only in a bra and her pajama bottoms. He couldn't help not looking at her cleavage, but focused on her hungry lips instead as she leant in to kiss him again and he ran his fingers through her hair. His mouth had gone dry with nervousness when she'd first propositioned him, but now her tongue was doing a good job of wetting it as she deepened the kiss. 

"It could be if ya want it to be..." she replied, her voice muffled by his partially open lips and her hands already behind her back as she began to undo her bra clasp. "I don't think I can do this...!" she groaned in disappointment on hearing him, although he made no attempt in pulling her off him, resting his hands on her bare midriff. She paused for a while, wondering whether she'd caused him any discomfort.
"Oh, well, alright...! Argh...I feel like such an idiot! Throwin myself at ya like that...Yer better than that, Ruth Clara Richards!" she chided herself, flustered as she pulled back and covered her half-naked body with the top once more. She hated to force him into it. Maybe she'd mistakenly taken those longing glances and his admiring gaze as signs of him wanting to go beyond their friendship, as a sign of unrequited love. His refusal to go any further made her dismayed.

He hated himself for rejecting her like that. All this had been sudden. In fact, he'd hoped to be the first one to make a move, but the tables had turned... and how!  He composed himself, reaching behind her to take her hands in his, leaving her bra unclasped. He entwined their fingers, planting a kiss on each digit and upon the back of her hand, even several more along the lengths of her arm. His loving kisses felt ticklish and she didn't want him to stop. She looked down at him as he brought her hands down to his chest. His heartbeat had quickened its pace and she could feel it beat even through the fabric of his undershirt. 

She smirked at his show of his enthusiasm once more, as he pulled the straps of her undergarment down and smiled up at her as she let the top drop down beside her, alongside the bra. "No, no...this is...I'd like ya to stay. Please, stay! Mmf!" he pleaded, eventually silenced as she kissed him, helping him pull his undershirt over his head, before they disappeared under the sheets for the remainder of the night. "Careful with that. Those are my delicates...!" she quipped with a mischievous wink as he gradually reached into her pajama bottoms and began to lower them along with her soaked panties.

"Wow! That was some morale buildin exercise!" he blurted out, pulling back from their passionate snog to catch his breath. She panted beside him, hugging his hickey-covered torso which she'd coveted, pleasured and dug her fingernails into all night long while he'd let his mouth engulf her supple breasts, her hardened nipples and every other part of her, making her moan and to her satisfaction, not mocking her about her cup size even once! There was a lotta pleasurable fondling and cuddling involved as well. "I think ya just rocked my world!" Ruth complemented him, snuggling up to him with a satisfied smile. "It doesn't matter what ya think." he elicited a chuckle from her, feigning snobbery as he repeated what he'd said earlier to her and which she'd taken as an insult, albeit jokingly this time around.

  "Oh...Wow...! We're just a regular Scotch Monica an' Chandler, eh?" she cracked herself up, referencing an old episode of FRIENDS as she spoke. "There ya go again! Comparin us to some couple I've never ever heard bout! Now, who in the world are Monica an' Chandler? They sound made up." she giggled on hearing him complain, having had enough of her references- probably the only thing he couldn't stand about her!   "Never mind! So...d'you wanna do it again? I mean, I'm up for it...but, if ya...ya don't want to, then, that's alright too..." his lively friend whispered seductively, up for seconds even though the semihard mattress coupled with the sex had left her body sore. "No, no...I'd love to!" he complied, having no complaints whatsoever with it. "Golly! " she exclaimed with a chortle, as he rolled atop her. She opened her mouth to squeal, but no sound escaped, since she was all out of energy for a moan or a squeal. "Brilliant!" was the last word out of his mouth, before he pulled the covers over themselves.

He left the shower running as he hurried out in a towel to answer his mobile the next morning. "Hullo? Aye, this is Jack...aye, that was me.Are ya sayin...honestly...?! Yer not fibbin, are ya?" he asked the person on the other end, pushing his wet hair back with one hand while he tremblingly clutched the flip phone in the other, revealing the amber eyes that'd widened in disbelief and had previously been hidden underneath strands of his hair. "Alright, then. Pleasure talkin to ya too. Thank ya so much! Ya dunno how much this means to me!" he thanked, crying out in happiness at the news before hanging up.

  "Lemme guess...got the call back?" a sudsy and soapy Ruth enquired, as he peeked at her and shot her a toothy grin on his return. "Not really...but, I got the role! Even better, eh? They thought I was perfect for it!" he replied, stepping under the running water once again with her and holding her slippery, naked body against his as he pressed up against her. She made no effort to slip out of his embrace, inviting his lips over for a French kiss. It was a moist, damp kiss, but she didn't care. That only seemed to intensify the pleasure for her. 

"Hmm...that calls for a celebration, star-boy..." she whispered suggestively, pulling the curtain shut behind him, squealing enthusiastically as she felt a familiar tingle when he ran his fingers from her gurgly throat, down each breast and over her bellybutton, stopping only till he reached her thighs and squeezed both with each hand. He left them there to explore her thighs, running and grazing his lanky fingers up and down and even in between, delving into the wetness that nestled between them. And when she pleaded for him to stop, he only pushed and pinned her against the cold, tiled wall, letting the sound of the running water drown out their pleasurable moans.