the two were back from their mountain trip. and now they had to film a sex scene. it was awkward for both of them. the two of them liked each other, but weren't dating. they got prepared for the scene.
"quiet on set." the director said. everyone settled down and got ready.
"action!" he yelled, snapping his hands.
the two had just ran in to damien's log cabin the woods. they were drenched from the sudden down pour. damien looked at kameerah. she had raindrops in her hair, her shirt soaked. he swallowed, not wanting to take advantage of her.
"guess we have to stay for while." kameerah said. damien nodded, starting a fire.
"do you have a bathroom?" kameerah asked. damien nodded, pointing at a small room at the end of the hall.
"thanks," kameerah said, walking down to hall.
"no problem," he finally said. he rested his back against the wall, trying to rid his mind of the dirty things he wanted to do to kameerah.
"damien, do you have a shirt i could borrow?" she called from the bathroom.
"yeah." damien said. he brought one of his old t-shirts to kameerah. he expected to see her fully clothed, but only saw her in a bralette and lace panties. he stopped in his tracks.
"oh, thanks." she said, casually grabbing his t-shirt. damien nodded and quickly walked out of there.
"i'm going to take a shower." kameerah said.
"o-ok." damien choked out. once he heard the water running, the thought of kameerah in the shower. washing herself, all of that. then, he felt pressure in his jeans. he look down and saw what kameerah did to him. he groaned and threw his head back in his pillow. he slowly took off his pants, and began to palm himself. he released a low moan into the air. he slowly closed his eyes. he was so into it, he didn't notice kameerah finish and come out. kameerah stopped dead in her tracks. to see damien with his head back, jaw clenched, adam's apple moving with every swallow. she was in a daze watching until he heard him mutter, "kameerah". she found this extremely hot. she crossed her legs and bit her lip. she thought for a second. she then mustered up the courage to silently walk across the room. she leaned over him, delicately.
"can i help?" she said, softly. he jumped, blushing a bright red. kameerah crawled on the bed.
"i heard you say my name." kameerah said. damien blushed even more.
"y-you did?" damien said. kameerah simply nodded. she began to straddle him.
"let me show you the real thing." kameerah whispered. damien grew a sense of confidence. he flipped them over.
"no, let me show you." damien said. he leaned in and passionately began to kiss her. she moaned into the kiss. she started breath hard from the sexual tension. she took her hand and traced his abs.
"let me know if this hurts." he whispered. he slowly slid into her. kameerah gasped in pain. a tear spilled down from her face. she bit her lip in pain.
"do you want me to stop?" he said. she nodded no. he itches to move, but knew she was in so much pain. he gave a slow thrust to see if it her hurt anymore. she let out a soft moan. he smirked.
"feel better, princess?" he said. she nodded. he pushed in and out her, kissing her neck passionately.
"d-d..." he cut her off with a kiss.
"i know, babe. i know." he said, repeatedly hitting her g-spot. kameerah clawed his back, squeezing her eyes shut. the pleasure washed over her. all the tension and frustration from the day she met damien was coming out. right here, right now. she released and damien softened her high with a kiss. he then trailed down to her womanhood. he looked up at her for consent, and she nodded. he connected his tongue to her womanhood and went crazy. kameerah grabbed his hair, back arched into the pillow.
"oh my god." she moaned. damien took the encouragement and kept going. kameerah couldn't feel her legs. soon, she reached her high again.
"damn..."damien said. kameerah weakly smiled.
"got that right." kameerah responded.
"cut!" the director said. he smiled at the footage.
"great work you two. almost as if the passion and feelings were real." he said.
"since it's late, and your houses are 4 hours away from here, why don't you guys crash at your cabin?" the director suggested.
"sure." cameron responded. the two got in a car and drove to the cabin. on the way, silence was between them. china finally spoke up.
"i don't like filming scenes like that." she said.
"why?" cameron asked curiously, wondering if it was him.
"they always get me in the mood." china laughed. cameron chuckled.
"yeah...same." he said, pulling into the driveway. he finally parked the car and the two sat in silence. the tension built up. finally, cameron looked at china.
"china?" he called softly, waiting for her to turn. she turned her head so she was facing him. they looked at each other and said no words, but each knew what each other were saying. their lips connected and their tongues started to dance. cameron won the battle for dominance and took control. they took it to the bed, inside.
"we're in for a wild night."
