Virgin Porn Star

Virgin Porn Star Part7

Mercy's POV

I plopped down in the drivers seat of my car with a loud whooshing coming out of my mouth. Could my heart beat any faster? I didn't think so. I'm not sure how long I stood in the parking lot after Vincent left, but I hope it wasn't too long. Maybe it seemed like a long time, but time was just moving slow. God, I hope so. Otherwise, Vincent, or someone else for that matter, would have seen me standing in the parking lot with my mouth hanging open, looking like a complete fool.

Was he trying to kill me? Was that his plan in this? Surely he must know the effect he has on girls. And he gets them all the time, that's for sure. For God's sake, he's a flippin' porn star. He probably takes home different girls nightly. Well, if he thought I was going to be like all those other girls, he could think twice. Because there was no way I was going to sleep around. I wasn't that type. I guess that much was obvious, what with my being a virgin and all.

I don't know what I was thinking, agreeing to do something like this, because essentially, it was sleeping around.

I shook my head, trying to clear it. I needed to get back home. I put the car in reverse, pulled out, moved it up to drive, and made my way out of the parking lot.

As I drove, I thought about the meeting today. I told Rick that I wanted to start as soon as possible because I needed the money, but he seemed a little resistant, like he thought we should wait. I'm not sure what he had on his mind, but I need to get this money. How was I supposed to keep my apartment if I didn't? Rick had said that was something that we would discuss tomorrow over dinner. I was thankful that Rick had chosen a diner closer to where I lived, because it cost quite a bit of gas money to come all the way out to their building. That was another issue. Another reason I needed to get the money right away. If we didn't start shooting right away, Rick had better have a plan about my issue with money. Because, I wasn't about to waste my time. Especially since Rick had said that quitting my job might be a big possibility. I guess I would deal with that later. For now, I had to work in the morning, then meet Vincent and Rick over at Cordon's Diner.

Just thinking of seeing Vincent again had my breathing sped up. This was awful. My new partner is a play boy, no pun intended, and I have some weirdo crush on him? What am I talking about? I don't even know him. But good lord, he was so cute. And walking next to him, I had felt so.. so good. It was like walking next to fire. I could feel the power radiating off of him. At the same time, I could feel warmth coming off of him. Not the kind that's uncomfortable, and you don't want to be near it. The kind that has force, and all you want to do is touch it. Every time he held the door for me, I walked past him, ever close to his chest, that wide Strong chest behind a fitted black tee shirt, and I could feel that warm power coming off him in waves. Each time I passed him, I felt as though I took some of that warm power with me, as if he were sharing it with me, encasing me in it. Being in that field of warmth and power was probably the best feeling I had ever had.

You know that feeling you get on a roller coaster, when you've just reached that peak at the top, and the coaster whips you forward, down the slope, and your butt comes off the seat, and you feel the wind in your face, and despite the fact that after you hit the peek of the coaster you started traveling down, your stomach just kept going up, up, up into the sky, and even though your scared to death because you feel like your falling, and you don't know when your going to hit ground, you love every single minute of it. Because somehow, while riding on that roller coaster, you've managed to reach a different dimension, and the screams of everyone on the cars, and the loud sound of the wind going past your ears, and the rackety noise of the wheels on the wooden roller coaster, and the feeling in your hands that almost hurts because you've been gripping the bar in front of you so tight, all mixed together make you feel the best you've ever felt.

That was how I felt being close to Vincent, but better. It was all the same, and completely different at the same time.

Hi guys! Sorry I waited so long to update. I was busy and focused on school. I know this one is short, but I've already started a new chapter, and I'll try to upload as soon as I can. I hope you all forgive meee. <3 :)