Chapter 4 Ryan's POV

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Hearing her voice and looking at her latest picture made me so horny. I pull my pants and boxers down, one hand holding the phone, the other holding my cock. Slowly, I start jerking myself picturing her luscious lips wrapping around me making me grow even bigger. The way she works her tongue on my shaft always drives me crazy. My hand works faster applying the right amount of pressure. My eyes close as I let out a grunt, Ella's vision looks up and smiles at me. I feel myself getting close, going faster, and squeezing myself harder. I picture Ella with a belly but she's now crying. "What the fuck?" Shaking off the image, I try to think of her mouth again. I'm so damn close! The image of her being sad comes back and I lose it! I stop touching myself, feeling frustrated. "Why the fuck am I picturing her being sad? Maybe because I feel guilty for leaving her alone at home!" I pull up my boxers making my way to the mini-fridge.

Three beers later, the buzz is enough to calm me down. I also distracted myself by reading my lines. But I almost lost it when a crime show came on tv, I decided to go to bed instead. Reaching for her shirt again, I sniff it. Her smell comforts me, helping me sleep.


A week later

The director, Roger, asks me to meet him in his trailer after lunch. Saying I looked distracted today, he asks for an explanation. Apologetic, I explain the situation with Ella, not that it should affect my work but I'm hoping he understands. I was also hungover this morning but I don't mention it.

"Apology accepted. You're not in any scenes Friday meaning you have the weekend off." he winks.

"Awesome! Thank you! I promise I'll do better!" I'm ecstatic.


I send a text to my love right away.

-Baby! I'm booking a flight for Friday morning! Spending the weekend with you.

-What? OMG! But what about work?

-I got time off!

-I can't wait to see you xoxo


The day just got so much better. I stepped up my game for the next scene, Roger noticed and praised me. Before I knew it, we wrapped for the day. Instinctively, I reached for the mini-fridge. I decided on apple juice tonight. A notification comes up on my phone, I'm very pleased to see Ella sent me a picture. She's only wearing her bra and underwear, sitting in bed with a smirk on her sexy lips. I quickly undress before snapping a picture, her reply comes in the form of a Facetime request within seconds. Still in bed, naked now, with her earphones in she smiles.

"Hi!" she whispers.

"Why are you whispering?"

"Maddy is sleeping in the guestroom, she's leaving tomorrow!"

"So are you saying you think our conversation will get steamy and you don't want her to hear?" I chuckle at her cheeks turning red as she bites on her bottom lip.

"Ryan!" She tries to scold me but I can tell she's turned on.

"What? I know you want to see me stroke my cock for you!" I give her a smirk.

"Stop teasing, show me!" she begs.

After seeing her orgasm twice from my dirty talk and from letting her watch me jerk off, I finally came for her. It will never replace the feeling of me burying myself inside of her or having her hot mouth around my cock. But it did the job for tonight helping us feel a little better. She always says she can't get off on her own. The glow on her face gives me butterflies as she says goodnight.

The next few days go by quickly, I'm told I'm doing a great job on set. Ella has been working a lot but we always make sure to text, call, or facetime at least once a day. I'm getting my backpack ready when she sends me a text saying she can't wait to kiss me. Our honeymoon phase as they call it will never go away. Everything about her makes my heart full.

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