Page 26 of Kiss and Tell

“You ready?”

Ready? For what?

He swivels his hips and slowly tries to slide out of me. I suck in a shaky breath and try to focus on him and not on me. He doesn’t go very far and doesn’t try to go back in. Instead, his hand -the one by my hip- goes to my clit and he starts to rub me there.

“Oh God!”

“See, it will be alright. You will be just fine. It’s going to feel so much better in just a few seconds, sweetheart. Just give it some time.”

My eyes widen at the new sensations as my body goes from stiff and sore to liquid and ready for whatever Banner wants to do to me. He has slid back inside of me all the way before I can track what he is doing or about to do. His hips start rocking back and forth, speeding up and I realize he’s really doing it, he’s fucking me.

The thought has me arching my back, bowing my body, to get closer to him. I grab onto him, holding on like I might fly off the face of the world if I don’t latch onto him and never let him go. My hands go from his thick biceps to his wide shoulders and then to his thighs. He’s touching every part of me.

I scream out his name as he starts thrusting into me, hitting something deep inside of me that causes me to lose my breath and shake all over. I look into his eyes to try to find out if me shaking as badly as I am is a normal thing that happens when you have your mind blown, but when I open my mouth to say anything about it all I can do is say his name.

“Cum with me, Winnie. Cum with me!”

“Oh my God! B…Banner!”

“That’s it, sweetheart. Cum for me. Cum with me.”

His request causes my pleasure to coalesce into a rising tide set to flood my brain and body. My legs come up around his hips and everything inside of me tightens to a painful point before pulsing and convulsing around the shaft of his dick. Everything becomes hotter, wetter, and more intense as I have the biggest orgasm I have ever had or ever thought I could have.

Whenever everything is over, my body feels like it has been swamped with ecstasy and drowned by the level of our passion, tossed to the shore to survive another day. But will I ever survive Banner? Will my heart ever be able to be whole after I’ve been this way with Banner? Or am I completely lost?

Chapter Twenty-Four

Banner

“You look like a man in love.” I could be talking to my own fucking reflection, but I’m not. Today, I’m talking to one of the people who have come to visit the set for the day. The other one is currently over with Winnie talking excitedly and making my Winnie smile and laugh.

The guy looks at me like I just walked up, and gut-punched him. He recovers and turns his gaze back to the girls. “I could say the same thing about you, brother.”

I let my lips turn up in a Cheshire grin. Am I in love? Oh yeah. I think I can truly say that I am completely head over heels for my little starlet. She makes my day better just by being in it, she rocks my world at night, and she comes home with me every time the director yells ‘cut’ for the day.

“Touche, I say we take our women to lunch and growl at any other man who gets too close.”

“That sounds like a great idea.”

I can’t help but watch Winnie the entire time she’s with the set visitor, Pearl. Afterward, I noticed she was a lot quieter than she was coming to set this morning. I have to wonder if the little strawberry blonde might have said something to Winnie. I don’t like that thought and Winnie didn’t seem like she was upset when she hugged the little thing and told her to call her. As far as I know, they exchanged numbers and promises to call one another. It didn’t sound like they were anything but budding friends. So, what is on my little starlet’s mind?

I don’t have long to wait before she lets me in on what it might be. As soon as we hit the living room, she is spinning around giving me solemn eyes. “We need to talk.”

I sit on the arm of the couch and give her my undivided attention, “So let’s talk. What do you have on your mind?”

“I like you. I like how you make me feel. And what you do to me.”

“But? I definitely hear a but in there somewhere.”

She pauses and takes a long blink like she might be about to burst into tears. “I think… I think we need to stop. I think I need to… go back to my place and we should maybe, step back from one another.”

“Step back from one another? You want to take a break from this? From us?”

She tenses like she might argue with me when I say the words but then her shoulders slump and I can see the stubbornness rise in her eyes. “Yes.”

“No.”

“What?”