Jane swept around the front room of the beach house and I realized one of the things I found totally hot about her was that she moved gracefully, like a dancer. She finally landed and stood still at the front window. I watched her sweetly curved form tucked seductively in her shorts and t-shirt as she stared down at the view below.

"So this is what filthy rich feels like?" She turned back to me. "Which reminds me. You never answered my question. Why the heck are you living in that rundown apartment building?"

"It was the only place in the city that still had an apartment for lease. I'm building a house just outside of the city borders." I walked over and pulled her into my arms. "And I'm extremely glad that I chose that apartment. What should we do first? I know what I want to do."

Her phone buzzed in her pocket. "Hold that thought. My agent was going to let me know how my audition went." She hesitated before looking at the text message. "Be prepared to console me." Her brows lifted up and down. "If you catch my drift."

"Oh, I catch it and I'm prepared for some heavy duty consoling. It's great that you have such an easy-going attitude about it."

"That comes from nearly two years of rejections. They are still disappointing, but I'm always expecting it. Makes it easier to hear. And this particular audition was far-fetched. I would have a better chance of picking up a winning lotto ticket than getting this movie part. Even though I did have a stellar practice partner." She looked at her phone and stared at it for a long moment with no reaction.

"Well?" I asked.

She squealed and jumped around.

"Did you get the part? Is my new girlfriend going to be a movie star?"

Jane froze and stared up at me. "Did you just call me your girlfriend?"

The words had slipped out in a moment of excitement. Had I actually used the word girlfriend? I couldn't remember the last time I'd said those two syllables. It was entirely possibly that I'd never said them. But I didn't want to take them back.

"Maybe." My indecisive response was due strictly to male pride. I didn't want to assume she was my girlfriend until I knew she wanted to be part of that equation.

Jane smiled and pressed herself against me. "I'll take maybe. And, no, I'm not a movie star yet. I've only been called back for a second round of auditions, which in my world is a big deal." She put her phone back into her pocket. "Now, we were talking about what to do first. I was just thinking that I haven’t had a proper tour of the house yet. I'm assuming there is a luxury bedroom to go with this posh living room."

"Why yes there is."

"Nice. Did I mention that good news makes me very horny?"

"You did not mention that, but it's good to know." I took hold of her hand and led her down the hallway to the bedroom that I used when I was staying at the house.

Jane stepped inside the room and swirled around, ready to comment on the furnishings or view or something like that, but I had no patience to hear it. It had been nearly a two hour drive to the beach, and I was ready as hell to have her in my arms.

I leaned my arm up against the tall bed post and nodded her direction. "New role play. I'm the director and you are my sweet, innocent actress who needs to be directed. And interestingly enough, this next scene starts with the leading lady stripping naked. And action."

Jane lifted off her shirt. "But what about you?"

I shook my head. "I'm the director, remember? Now move this along, sweetie. Time is money in the movie business."

She laughed softly as she slipped out of her sandals and shorts. "I've got to admit this is making me pretty hot." She removed her bra and tossed it dramatically aside. She was down to just her panties. She hesitated, especially when she noticed the hungry look that I could no longer tamp down. I had already memorized the mild curve of her hip, the pert, tight nipples in the center of her round, milky breasts and her slender, sleek thighs. I wanted those thighs wrapped around my head as I brought her to climax with my tongue.

"Jane, take off the panties." My voice grew husky as my entire body tensed with wanting her. She had caught the change in tone, and a pink blush covered her skin as she pushed off the panties. She held them up and dropped them. "It's your movie set, Mr. Director. Tell me what to do next."

I walked to the head of the bed and grabbed two of the pillows. I centered them in the middle of the mattress. "Come here," I commanded.

She moved with that ballerina liquid grace to the bed. I took her hand and helped her up onto the tall bed. "Drape your body over those pillows."

She followed my directions and lowered her body over the pillows so that her tight little ass was high in the air. She rested her face and hands against the quilt.

I walked to the end of the bed. She fidgeted a little as if she was nervous.

"Relax, leading lady. You're the star in this scene, remember? Now spread those knees wider so I can get a perfectly unobstructed view."

She hesitantly spread her knees wider, exposing her pussy. I couldn't stop the tortured groan that followed as my cock jammed painfully against my fly. "Now I really wish I had a fucking camera," I muttered.

Jane gasped. "Don't even think about it."

"I don't need a camera anyhow. This picture is in my mind forever." I reached under my bed for the box of sample toys and lotions I kept for beach trips.

She lifted her head and looked back over her shoulder. "What are you doing?"

I plucked out a bottle of lubricant and a vibrator. "I've been learning about your business, and now, you're about to learn a little bit about mine. I think you'll find that dating an owner of Plaything comes with a lot of perks. Like free samples of every piece of sex paraphernalia available. And don't worry. It's all brand new. No second hand toys."

She giggled nervously. "That's good to hear . . . I guess. So you have a never ending supply of the stuff? Which is convenient for a never ending supply of women."

I climbed onto the bed and kissed her shoulder. "You have no reason to believe me, Jane, but this is different for me. You're different. I just want to make you feel good, but if you don't want—"

She rested her head again, and it seemed her whole body relaxed. "I do. I want this. You've awakened physical stirrings in me that I thought were gone, including some that I never knew I had. Like that magic spot. Please, Aidan, find that magic spot again."

"I know exactly how to do that." I stood over the bed. Jane blinked up at me as I took off my clothes.

"See, just watching you strip naked is almost magic in itself," she purred. "Or maybe it's fantasy. Not sure which is more accurate."

I pushed my pants down and my cock sprang up like a lever.

She smiled up at me. "Magical fantasy. It's both."

I climbed onto the bed and knelt between her spread legs. "The view from back here is fucking magical too." I leaned down over her body, my cock nudged next to her pussy and she sucked in a breath. I pushed her hair aside and placed a kiss on the back of her neck. "No cock yet, baby. I've got other plans."

I scooted back and lay on my stomach between her legs. I kissed her ass and the back of her thighs and then I moved to her pussy. It started with kisses. She responded with an appreciative moan and then a gasp as I spread her pussy wide with my fingers to lathe my tongue between the folds. "Fuck, baby, you taste good."

She mewled a quiet, contented sound as I rubbed my tongue along her clit. Her pert little ass began to rise and fall as she arched her body toward my probing tongue. I ran my tongue over her as my finger impaled her.

Jane nearly brought her knees under her in an attempt to take in more of my finger. I had introduced her to that elusive G-spot and it seemed she wanted it to be found again. I moved my mouth back up to her ass, and she whimpered in disappointment as I removed my finger.

"Are you interested in some toy fun?" I picked up the vibrator and showed it to her. "This is curved just right for finding that magic spot. Just like when I take those long dips inside of you, when I'm searching out that hidden spot that makes you scream with pleasure."

She ran her fingers over the vibrator. The sight of her touching it made it feel as if she had grabbed hold of my cock. I held my breath until she stopped fingering it. "Yes?" I could barely get the word out.

"Yes," she said it so quietly the sound of the ocean below nearly drowned it out.

I poured the lubricant over it and returned to my place between her legs. Once again, I spread the lips of her pussy wide and my tongue found the sweet spot, her clit, bringing that rosy blush back to her skin and the soft erotic sounds back to her lips.

I turned on the vibrator and teased her with it, running the lubricated tip along her pussy, before pushing it inside of her. She responded with a long, satisfied moan. She pulled her legs together and lifted to her knees, taking in more of the vibrator. I shifted it forward, deep inside of her, making myself nearly come in the process of watching her.

She clutched the quilt and cried out as her body stiffened and then trembled with an orgasm. I left her helpless and moaning in pleasure, the vibrator still hugged between her legs as I rolled on a condom. Then I knelt behind her and removed the toy. Her eyes were closed, and her breathing hadn't slowed. The heat of her skin hadn't cooled and the shudders vibrating through her body hadn't stopped.

She took a sharp breath as I rolled her onto her back. Then I leaned down over her and pushed my cock inside of her. It seemed some of the dying embers of the orgasm reignited, and she moaned as I filled her. She clutched at my arms and pushed her head back into the pillow. She wrapped her legs around me, and I slammed into her.

"Fuck yes, Aidan," she cried as the waves of ecstasy overtook her again.

With one last long sweeping thrust, I climaxed along with her. I lowered my mouth to hers and kissed her gently as our breathing returned to normal. Then I rolled down onto the bed next to her.

She turned to face me and cuddled against my chest.

"That's never happened before," she said quietly.

"What. The vibrator?"

"Well, that too." Her eyes were glittery and still not focused as she lifted her face. "I've never come twice in a row."

"Then my plan worked." I hugged her. "Once you find that magic spot, sky is the limit. By the way, you’ve given me a new idea for a box theme."

"Have I? What is it?"

"Role Play."