Boundless Love

Levi Dawson

"Levi, Emma, are you ready?" I hear Frank, the director shout from the background. "Yeah, yeah, we're good." I respond in a more irritated tone than I meant it to be.

"Why are we doing this scene again? We've been at this for eight hours now! Am I the one messing up or is Levi?"

I grab Emma's arm lightly, making her focus on me before she loses her mind.

"Shh, baby, it's okay, let's just get through this one more time." I give her my best convincing smile.

" Ugh! Fine!" She huffs and stomps her sexy body back to her spot in the room.

"Let's give it another go then," I hear  Frank say for  what feels like the tenth time in the last hour.

I look over at Emma as she rolls her beautiful blue eyes and shakes her head. Normally I would enjoy doing this scene over and over again with my amazingly hot co-star and now fiancé. But it's late and I'm fairly certain there are tears of sweat forming near my brows and I don't want to have to stop for the make up artist to fix anything. Emma's make-up is no longer perfectly set on her face either, which tells me this take should be our last one...hopefully.

The stage room is lit only with the lamp on the dark wood nightstand, and a few camera lights shining on us from above the stage. The camera crew is surrounding us at every angle and the director is sitting about twenty feet away in his tall black canvas chair.

"And go!" This is all I need to hear as I grab Emma's long slender arms and gently slide my hands up to her wrists pulling them over her head and pushing her against the bedroom door, closing it shut. I lean in, taking her full lips into mine. I release her wrists and she grabs my white t-shirt, quickly pulling it off over my head. We lock lips again and I reach around to unzip her tiny red dress, letting it fall to the floor. Damn, she's hot in her red lace bra and panties. Looking at her barely dressed in this way is so tantalizing that I get lost in my own head, forgetting that there's anyone else in the room. I swallow hard, focusing on keeping the bulge in my pants at bay. This would be easier if I wasn't already in love with this woman.

I tuck Emma's long straight blonde hair behind her ear and rest her face into my palm, bringing her lips closer  and kiss her again. This time it's not as smooth, I can feel her rushing and I know she wants to get out of here as much as I do after spending all day in this room.

Still, I need to focus on this scene. I bring my hand down her back and onto her hip, then slowly lift her long leg by her thigh and hold it up against my waist. Her legs are already so long and slim, these high heels she's wearing makes her as tall as I am.

She breaks free from my grip and places her hands on my bare chest, pushing me back towards the bed. I lay back onto the white duvet cover while she continues to climb up on top of me, kneeling over me and resting both thighs on either side of my legs. She slowly unzips my pants, her eyes fixed on mine. We kiss again, this time putting my hands on her shoulders and rolling her over so that I am now on top. I kiss her softly one last time before I whisper, "I love you."

"CUT! That's a wrap for today," Frank shouts.

The camera crew scurries around while the set crew collects the props. Frank walks over to us and congratulates our splendid performances before he hurries off for the night.

"Thank god," Emma sighs with relief. "I'm going to shower and change," she says as I offer her my hand to help her off of the bed.

I give her a light kiss on her cheek. "You were great today!" I compliment her and she gives me a half smile before walking to her dressing room.

"Alright? Mate!" Mark says as he walks over and puts a hand on my shoulder. Mark is my manager and also a good friend of mine.

"Yeah, yeah mate," I respond, my voice a little hoarse at this point.