Stunt Doubled: A Movie Star Standalone

God, I was going to explode if I didn’t come soon. Ford’s dirty words were driving me crazy. He rubbed his thigh against my core, and my hips chased after it when he moved away. Then his hands were at the front of my shorts. In no time at all, he had them opened and shoved halfway down my hips. “Kick those off,” he commanded.

It wasn’t easy because he’d trapped my hands again, this time depositing them around his neck. I wiggled and shimmied until my shorts and panties dropped down past my knees and onto the ground below us. I stepped out of them.

Ford lifted my thigh and hooked it around his waist. Cool air hit my heated folds, and I ground against him in anticipation. “Keep your hands around my neck,” he growled. “You’re going for a ride and you’re not getting off until I say you can.”

He tweaked one nipple, then the other, and then his hand slid down my body to cup my slit. “Your skin is so hot.” He smacked his hand against my pussy, and while it didn’t exactly hurt, it surprised me enough to make me shriek.

“Go ahead and scream, baby. No one’s going to hear except me.” His fingers spread my lips and I tightened my leg around him, trying to pull him closer to me. Ford gave me a wicked grin as he stroked his fingers up and down my slippery slit.

“Do you think Aiden knows how wet you got for him?”

“No,” I said, trying to deny it, but it came out more of a moan.

Ford pressed his finger against my clit, and I jolted as if electrocuted. “You’re about ready to explode, and it’s all because of him. Should we go tell him that?”

My back arched as he worked my clit, and I couldn’t do anything more than groan deep in my throat. Ford worked me hard, and in half a minute, I was teetering on the edge. Of course, he was right. I’d been pretty damn worked up before I even left the soundstage.

“When you come, do it loudly,” Ford hissed in my ear. “Let me know how much you enjoy it.” God, his fingers on my clit were relentless as he brought me closer to exploding. “But let’s give credit where credit is due. You’re not coming because of me… you’re coming because of Aiden Hunt.”

“No!” I tried to protest, but it came out as a scream as the orgasm burst through me. I bucked on top of Ford’s hand as wave after wave of pure pleasure burst through me. My leg gave out, but Ford had me, cradling me against his chest as I trembled in his arms.

My breathing was coming out in gasps and a wave of drowsiness nearly overtook me. Ford stroked my back and whispered soothing things in my ear. “It’s all right, baby. Just relax, I’ve got you.”

He supported me with one hand and stroked my hair with the other. When I’d regained the ability to breathe, he gave me a soft kiss on the mouth. “You earned that, sweetheart, for everything you’ve done to help your friend.”

I was glad he was no longer saying that Aiden was the one who’d given me that orgasm, but at some point… it was a thought I’d have to revisit.

But not now.

Gently, Ford set me on my feet. He picked up my shorts and panties and brushed them off. Then he held them open for me to step into, my hand on his shoulder for balance. “Ready to go back?” he asked softly.

It took me a moment to find my voice. “Not just yet.”

“Okay.” He led me over to the wooden steps in front of the trailer’s entrance. We sat side by side with my head on his shoulder. We enjoyed the night air—and the spectacular view of the stars—for quite some time.

23

Ronnie

“Ronnie!” Sierra rushed up to me as I was eating a light lunch Monday afternoon. “I did it! It was nerve-wracking, but I think it went okay.”

I was glad to see since I’d spent half the morning wondering how it was going filming the sex scene. “Congrats! Have a seat and tell me about it.”

“Sure, I just need to grab some food. I was too nervous to eat this morning.” She practically skipped over to the food line.

She returned a few minutes later with soup, a roll and a side salad. “Thank you so much,” she said as she sat down across from me.

“For what?” I eyed her salad doubtfully. “I’m not taking credit for that anemic pile of lettuce.”

She grinned and broke off a piece of roll. “For making the sex scene not suck. I mean, it likely won’t win us any Academy Awards, but it worked. It went almost as smoothly as last night.”