He nods and walks away. I watch him and his amazing body move farther away from me and then get a move on toward the food tent. There seems to be a bit of commotion at the entrance to the set, and I hurry along to get coffees. There are a few people in front of me, and I tap my foot, impatiently waiting. I see Caleb and the woman from the video step out of a car, and people descend upon him instantly. I place my order and pick the cups up to get them to Tait as quick as I can.
Caleb stops me suddenly. Small amounts of the coffee seep over the lip of the cups, and I stick my arms out to keep the coffee from getting on my clothes. “Hi there, whose assistant are you again?”
“Good Morning, Mr. Evanstan. I’m Tait’s personal assistant, Sam. Is there something I can help you with?” I ask nervously.Did I do something wrong?
“Hi, Sam, this is my girlfriend, Quinn. I presume you’re heading out to see Tait?” I nod my head but don’t break eye contact. “Can you bring her with you? She wants to see some of the set, and I have no idea where Giselle is.”
I let my breath out. “Giselle was over at the makeup trailer bringing breakfast by for you.”
Quinn’s stomach gurgles in hunger, and Caleb looks at her stomach and then to her face again smiling. “Maybe you should hold off exploring and have breakfast with me. What do you say?” Caleb asks.
“Yeah, guess that sounds good.” Quinn turns and addresses me. “It’s nice meeting you. I’m sure we will be talking a lot soon.”
“Nice meeting you, too.”
I take my coffees and finish the trip to his trailer without any more incidents.
“Tait, open the door, I don’t have any hands,” I call out. He opens the door and takes his cup from me. “Thanks. I looked at your schedule, and you’re due back on set in about thirty minutes.”
“Great, that gives us time to talk… or do other things.” He motions for me to have a seat, and I do. “Have you thought about my proposal?”
“Yes, and I have several questions. I feel like I should be getting an attorney to explain some of it to me. Can we not talk about this right now though?”
“Fine. We said tonight, so I’ll respect that. How about we do other things?” He grins and raises his eyebrow.
Yes.
Yes to all!I’ve wanted to throw myself at him since our almost kiss this morning.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea, Tait.”
He smirks and licks his lips.
“Your words say one thing, but your body and eyes tell me something different.” His voice is husky and deep. He wiggles his finger at me in a come-hither motion, and I slide a little closer to him. I don’t want to fight the urges I’m having. I just want to give in and see if he can make me feel good.
He leans closer to me and whispers, “Close your eyes.” I do, and I part my lips ever so slightly in anticipation.
He traces his finger over my lower lip, and I peek my tongue out to suck the tip of it, releasing it with a quietpop. He inhales sharply. I know he’s enjoying the tease. I feel his nose brush against my cheek as his lips come down on mine full force. He wraps his hands around the back of my head, holding me in place as his tongue explores my mouth. Gripping his shirt in my hands, I use his weight to pull myself up and onto his lap, straddling him.
I shouldn’t be doing this. Turn back now before it’s too late.
His hands slide down my body, gripping my hips and holding me over his length as I grind down on him, quiet whimpers falling past my lips. My head is swimming, and it’s too warm in here. Every place my body is touching his is on fire. His lips travel down to the side of my neck, nipping and licking my overheated skin. I angle my head to the side, giving him more access. My hips have taken on a mind of their own, and I’m so close. I can feel the coil in the pit of my stomach about ready to explode.
“Don’t stop, Tait,” I mewl.
His lips come down over my clothed nipple, and my body shakes with my orgasm. I ride the waves of my high and finally collapse on him, my head resting on his shoulder. My body stiffens on top of his as someone knocks on the door.
“Five minutes, Tait,” the man calls.
“Lass, I need you to get up so I can get to set,” he whispers near my ear, sending a new wave of shivers through my body. I’m embarrassed, and I’m not sure I can face him. Plus, now my shorts and panties are ruined. “There’s a blow dryer in the bathroom. I’ll meet you over there. Why don’t you freshen up?” He’s rubbing small circles on my back, trying to get me to respond.
“I’m so sorry,” I whisper. “I’m not sure what came over me.”
“It’s my good looks and charm, I’m sure of it.” I sit up and look at him. “I’ll tell you what though. If you don’t accept my proposal now, I’m going to be very upset. You can’t use the excuse I’m your boss after what you just started,” he smirks, and I see a twinkle of humor in his eyes, “and finished.”
He picks me up and stands me on my feet, looking down at his dirtied pants and fully erect cock. He looks down at me through his lashes. “Looks like I need a wardrobe change. Be a good girl and get cleaned up while I do the same.”
I walk on shaky legs to the bathroom and dry up as much as I can. When finished, I look around and see he has already left for the set. My phone buzzes with a new message from Rory.
