Chapter Nine
After a quick location change, Prince and I get to wash up and have a change of clothes... At least I washed up. Lord knows if he did, with his nasty self. The reason for changing is because this scene is supposed to take place way after the last. This scene is the one where I'm in his room for the first time. I have to climb through a "window" gracefully, which isn't as easy as it looks.
"Action!" the director yells.
I carefully climb through the window, trying to be as graceful as I can. When I'm on the ground safely, I look around the room. Spotting a radio, I press play on the cassette player. A song starts playing, accompanied by a woman's moans.
Prince comes up from behind and startles me. I jump and turn around to face him. "You think you scared me, and you didn't," I say, trying to play it cool.
He looks at me erotically. "Oh yeah?" he asks, sending sparks down to my already heated loins.
He starts waving his fingers in front of my face, and I know I have to follow them, but I resist the urge to roll my eyes. When he's done, I put my hands on his chest and run my fingers through his hair.
"King Kong?" I ask, trying to inject some humor.
He pushes my hands away. "Don't."
A moment later, his hand is on my breast. "No," I say firmly, pushing it away.
We lock eyes for a moment before our lips meet in the most passionate kiss I've ever experienced. His mouth is soft, wet, and dominant, and I moan in delight. We part, and I have to catch my breath.
"Cut! That was great, you two, very convincing," the director tells us before turning towards the crew. "Set up the next shot."
Prince smirks at me, and we wait for the cameras to get in position. He helps me remove my cape and skirt. I actually have a g-string on this time, so there's no need to be shy... Okay, I still am, but whatever.
Once the cameras are in place, I lay on my back on the bed. "Action!"
I lift my leg in front of Prince, who is standing right in front of me. He grabs it and makes me turn over.
I get on my knees, and he grinds himself into my backside, making me fall forward.
Prince pulls me up so that I'm back-to-front with him, his hands roaming everywhere on my body. When one hand ventures down to my g-string, I gasp. He's rubbing the same spot that had me leaking earlier.
It seems this time he's being careful not to get a bath in my juices. It doesn't stop him from kissing me with everything he has, though. I'm so worked up that I almost forget that we're surrounded by other people.
That is until the director calls "cut."
I breathe out a sigh of relief. Other scenes have taken multiple takes, while the ones I've been dreading, we nail in one try. At least I don't have to go over and over like this.
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A Charmed Life
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