"Billll," you whine, "It's freezing, come cuddle," you pout rolling over to the empty side of the bed. You could tell he'd been up for a while, as it was no longer warm. You stuck your face into his pillow, taking in his cologne that lingered on the pillow. Sometimes when he was away you would spray his pillow and pretend he had just slept there.
"Babe, you know I have an audition today, can't miss it. You want me to get it don't you?" He hollered from the bathroom.
"I guess, I want you here more." You knew you were being unreasonable and selfish. He had been talking about this for the last two weeks. He'd even made you read lines with him, you couldn't remember a time when he was this nervous. He was a brilliant actor and was coming into his own. Bill always talked about feeling he was in his family's shadow. Bill was never one to shy away from difficult roles, actually quite the opposite, he sought them out. Bill always said he wanted the character to be a challenge. He claimed the complex the character the more he could learn from and help him grow as an actor.
You had almost fallen back asleep when you suddenly were yanked to the end of the bed. "OMG. Bill, what the hell?" You exclaimed, playfully smacking him. He placed a few light kiss on your face.
"I swear after the audition, m'all yours. We can do anything you want."
"Anything?" You teased, stretching out showing the bottom of your panties under the shirt you'd worn to bed last night. "
Almost anything." He deserved the amount he teased you. You swear he couldn't go a day without messing with you. Even when was away, he found some way to be a smartass.
"I'm not sure when I'll be back. If it goes well, it might be later tonight."
"Well, then I guess I hope I don't see you until later. Even though I'll die of freezing."
"You're being dramatic," he stated giving a light smack to your ass.
"Me?" You gasp, bringing a hand to your chest, "I would never be dramatic." Bill seemed to relax a little. You knew he was worried about fucking up this audition, however, in your heart, you knew he should land this part easy. You would think after having been in IT, nothing would rattle him, however, this was another movie that could change his career path. If, no when he landed the part, he would be a household name.
You pulled him to you, planting a soft kiss on his lips. The kiss deepened, soon your hands were in his hair, running your fingers through it, feeling how amazingly soft it was. It was shorter than before, but there was still enough for you to play with or pull during your passionate lovemaking sessions. Bill's hand slid between your legs, his fingers playing with the edges of your panties. The smallest touch from Bill was enough to feel your entire body ignite.
Bill pulled away, standing up straight, fixing his clothes and hair. Turning around he looked in the full-length mirror once more before sitting down on the bed to put his shoes on. "Okay, I really do have to go. Don't want to be late. I will see you later tonight."
"What the hell?! You can just get me going and then leave!" You lean in for a kiss, instead, however, he places one on the top of your head, probably to avoid another make-out session.
"Bye, love. Rest up, you're going to need it tonight," he winked, giving a small smirk. Oh, he always loved to tease. You knew you were in for it tonight. Any time he told you to rest, you spent the entire next day waddling around the house. One time, you could barely make it to the ensuite bathroom, not that you were complaining. Bill was the only man who had ever made you come or even cared if you came. There had only been a few times when Bill had gotten off before you. Damn, and he makes it up to every time.
