Camden

As I lay in my bed, a soft, delicate hand gently caressed my mid-section, slowly taking the ride up every hard-earned ridge and making its way across my chest, only to stop in the crook of my neck, where a pretty thumb glided across my jaw, forcing me to close my eyes at the ecstasy of her touch. Her breasts pressed firmly into my heaving chest, immediately pulling me out of the intoxicating daze that I was in. My eyes opened to meet the emerald green gaze of her…Kate. My body reacted, immediately craving the soul-satisfying contact that only the soft contours of her body could bring me. I grabbed her face hungrily, bringing her lips flush with mine, instantly giving me a sense of relief that only served to make me want more.

What had started as a soft kiss, much like our first several weeks before, turned into much more as I wove my fingers through her silky chestnut locks. I devoured her lips like a man starved for a decade as she expertly climbed on top of me, instantly making me rock hard. I could feel her wetness as her drenched panties slid across my bare cock, trying desperately for that friction that would send us both racing to the edge. She felt amazing in my arms. The sensation of our hands exploring every inch of the other’s body was intoxicating, a feeling I couldn’t bear the thought of ever ending. I flipped Kate over onto her back, immediately making a place for myself between her thighs. She moaned as my cock teased her entrance with only the thin fabric of her panties stopping me from driving into her to the hilt. Her legs snaked around me, anchoring me tightly to her as her fingers glided through my hair with momentary grasps that betrayed her unyielding want of me…of us.

Desperate to have her, my fingers clawed at the lace of her panties, shredding the delicate fabric within seconds and giving me access to a very, very pretty pussy. I toyed with her, first with one finger then two just to be sure that she was ready for me, teasing out another wanton moan from her. I watched as her eyes closed as she bit her deliciously plump lower lip.

“I want you so badly, Cam,” she whimpered as though she could barely stand it.

Between ferocious kisses, I was able to manage, “Tell me what you want, love. I’ll give you anything you want. You need only ask,” I whispered as our pelvises grinded together with desire.

“I want to be fucked,” she said matter-of-factly in my ear as she slid her entrance over my cock playfully and bit my lower lip. “Hard.”

It was said with such an intense gaze that I stopped for just one breathless moment to look her in the eyes and smile down at her, now turned on more than I ever thought was humanly possible.

“I think that can be arranged,” I said, nearly panting in anticipation of being inside her.

She smiled up at me wickedly as my cock slowly slid into her, relishing the luxurious tightness of her pussy. Just that slight hint of resistance followed by slow acquiescence as she eased into my size felt amazing. I slid in and out of her, slowly, methodically learning her body with each thrust, making her groan as I gradually increased my pace.

“Does that feel good, sweetheart?”

“So good,” she said breathlessly. “So good…but a word to the wise, Hollywood…I won’t break.”

Her simple words challenged me just as almost everything she ever did challenged me, and in seconds I was slamming into her with powerful, unrelenting thrusts that elicited an expression of pure bliss across her beautiful face, making her scream my name over and over in a fit of ecstasy.

“Cam!”

“Cam!”

“Cam!”

And suddenly, as quickly as it all began, it was over. I opened my eyes and could immediately feel my head pounding as daylight streamed viciously through windows at the opposite end of the room. My eyes attempted to focus as I was just beginning to make out Amber leaning over me with a look of intense concern in her eyes.

“Cam! What the hell? Are you okay?”

As I sat up in the bed, the throbbing in my head suddenly became more pronounced. I glanced at the empty bottle of whiskey overturned on my bedside table and then at Amber, who was thankfully still fully clothed in her outfit from the night before.

“We didn’t…?” I asked just to be sure.

“Sadly, no, but it sounded like you were getting busy with someone over here.”

“What? No. Don’t be ridiculous. It was just a nightmare,” I said as I laboriously threw my legs out from under the sheets, now desperate to get to the bathroom.

“Yeah, your nightmare looks like my wildest dreams, sweet pea,” Amber said with a grin as she stared down at the raging hard-on that was now obtrusively straining for relief from my boxer briefs. “That’s amazing even for you, hon.”

I leaped from the bed ready to escape to the bathroom, but my flight was interrupted by a violent knock at the door.

“That’s the third time they’ve come knocking, Cam.”

“Who?”

“Honey, you’re like a half-hour late to the press junket!” I’ve been trying to wake you for an hour.”

My jaw dropped as I glanced at the clock. I’m never late. “Fuck!” The knock came again at the door, more insistently this time. “Amber, can you please get that?”

“I could, but do you really want the wrong person to see me in here with you?”

“Fuck!”

I grabbed one of the hotel bathrobes off a nearby chair and dashed into the living room area. I prayed with all of my heart that it was just Lizzy on the other side of the door but knew instinctively that it wouldn’t be. I opened the door, just a crack, hiding my epic morning wood behind the door and found myself face to face with Kate, who looked none too happy with me.

“Are you trying to make me crazy?” she asked angrily.

“No. I promise I’m not. I am so unbelievably sorry!”

“I am fully ready to commit a murder…like right now, Cam.”

“I know, I know!” I said pathetically.

“The studio is ready to commit a murder. Do you understand that? Evelyn has called me thirteen times.” Kate held up her mobile displaying the vast array of missed calls. Kate was in an epic panic, and I instantly felt terrible for her. Deeply hating that I had caused her even a moment of real distress, I opened the door a bit wider with the intent of more fully calming her. I instead gave her a full view of the very erection that I was trying to conceal, and of course, at that very moment, Kate heard rustling coming from my bedroom and some glass shattering on the floor—likely that damned whiskey bottle that was teetering on the edge of the nightstand. Suddenly her eyes became the size of saucers as she stared at me incredulously. The fury in her eyes was palpable, and I thought for a second that she might just commit that murder, right here, right now.

“Seriously, Cam? I wouldn’t bang you so…”

I closed my eyes in pure embarrassment. “It’s not what you’re thinking.”

Kate’s anger had reached such a boiling point that she clearly had no words with which to address me. Her only recourse was to regain her composure. She made a small circle in the hallway, calming herself, before turning back to me.

“Help me…help you…. Please.”

I nodded my head in agreement. “I will be down in ten minutes,” I said calmly. “Please express my apologies to everyone I’ve kept waiting and let the studio know that I will extend my day as long as they need today, okay?”

“Fine. Meanwhile, I’ll get on the phone with the tabloids and try and explain away these photos of you and Amber.” I did a double-take at an incredibly unflattering photo of me and Amber, stumbling down the hallway of our hotel half-drunk. The image now displayed on Kate’s phone had captured Amber riding me piggyback as we hunted down ice for more unnecessary cocktails the night before. I was suddenly mortified as the memory came rushing back.

Kate took one last look at my crotch, which had finally begun to subside, and shook her head in disgust before stomping off down the hallway toward the elevators. I closed the door calmly and stopped for a moment to gather myself but exploded nonetheless.

“Fuck!”