Page 16 of Acting For Daddy
I don’t bother pretending I don’t know what he is talking about. He’s been eying the scratch marks on my shoulder since he walked into my dressing room and it doesn’t take a genius to finger out how I got them.
The truth is, I have asked myself the same question a million times. It’s not like I haven’t dated before. I have been in the company of beautiful women but nothing serious came out of it. I’ve never been this obsessed about a girl before and with Mina Hendricks, I am beyond obsessed.
There is this sick need in me to know where she is and who she’s with all the time. To protect her from the stares she gets from men. Everything in me roars to claim this girl and let the entire world know that she belongs to me and they can’t have her.
I don’t understand it.
Before Mina, I never stalked anyone before. I never needed to know where they were or what they were doing. This obsession is too strong, and it seems to only have deepened after what happened on set yesterday.
I want her.
Even more now.
“Alex!” I turn to Ben and shake my head. “You are at the peak of your career. Soon, your identity will not be tied too much to the Cosmic Rebels and you are going to brand yourself as just Alex Adams.”
“I am not leaving my bandmates, Ben,” I say. I may be the most popular member of the Cosmic Rebels, but I did not get here on my own. Without them, no one would have ever known my name. This solo music project and whatever comes out of it will not change that.
“Look, Cosmic Rebels will always be your home, but you have to notice that everyone is beginning to move in different directions. Tyler is the lead guitarist, but he’s started to venture into the modeling world. Derek started acting since he started having issues with his wrist and can’t drum as much anymore, and Paul has been experimenting with different sounds,” he says. “They are your brothers and always will be, but it’s time to face it. Your identity as Alex Adams will soon surpass that of Cosmic Rebels.”
He’s right. Even though I don’t want to admit it, I know he’s right. I comb my fingers through my hair and close my eyes. “So, what is your point?”
“This is not the time to be distracted by a skirt.”
My eyes shoot to his and I growl. “Mina is not a distraction.”
“Then what is she?” he challenges, but I don’t get to respond before there is a knock on the door.
“Alex, are you ready? We are about to start shooting!” A voice calls out from the other side of the door, forcing my attention from my manager and to the thought of seeing Mina again.
I grab the bottle of water on my dresser and get up, walking towards the door before yanking it open. It’s a short walk from the dressing room to the set and when I get there, my eyes immediately seek out Mina who is standing on the left side of the room with a stylist fussing over her. She looks nervous but also a little dazed. A result of last evening when she and her friend went out to party.
Were they celebrating Mina landing a role in the music video? I couldn’t tell what the girls were talking about from the spot I was seated last night watching her. Mina did appear to be in a better mood when she left for home. I followed the taxi back to her place and waited until I saw the lights come on in her window and even then, I stayed until they went off. She went to bed late last night and I figure she must be nursing at least a headache from the little sleep she had.
Those beautiful eyes lock on my naked chest before looking up to look her gaze on mine and I notice the heat in them. “Alex,” she breathes, her cheeks flushing into a pretty hue.
I uncap the water bottle and pass it to her. “It’s going to be a long day, drink this.”
She reaches for the bottle, her eyes widening when our fingers brush and I notice the flush on her neck deepen. “Thanks.
The director calls out for the shoot to begin and I walk to the bed, climbing on it and leaning back against the pillow. My stylist fusses with my hair a little more and sprays some water on my chest to make it look like I am sweating before moving out of frame.
“All right, everyone has the script and knows what to do. Miss Hendricks, get in position.” Someone directs Mina where to stand and the music starts playing.
There is something different about Mina today and when she approaches the bed, her eyes are trailed on mine. There is a slight blush on her cheeks, but those beautiful eyes are focused on me. Only me.
Mina stops at the foot of the bed and reaches for the buttons of her shirt, tugging the first one open and then the second one to reveal a red bra and the cleavage it exposes.
“Do you like it?” she breathes, raking a finger over her shoulder and tugging off one side of the shirt to reveal her delicate skin. At this moment, it’s just us two and the cameras disappear in the background. There was a script I was supposed to act out, but I don’t fucking remember what it is I am supposed to say. “Daddy, do you like it?”
Fucking hell!
She just said that part out loud – this isn’t a fucking dream, is it?
“Come here, Angel,” I say throatily, and she climbs onto the bed, with ease this time. The same way she did yesterday when it was just us two. With her eyes locked on mine, she slowly crawls to me before straddling my lap. Mina gasps when she feels the hard press of my erection against her pussy, her wide eyes turning heated as she slowly and discreetly rocks her hips forward.
My hard cock throbs in my sweatpants, releasing moisture at the tip. I clench my jaw and fight the urge to tear off her little lingerie and ram my hard cock into the softness of her pussy. Christ, she’s so fucking gorgeous. I want her.
I want Mina under me with her legs wrapped around my waist as I rut her like a dog in heat. I need to feel her pussy pulse around my shaft, milking me as I pound into her faster and harder. Damn everyone watching. The cameras will be rolling like they did yesterday, and I’ll have even more footage of me making love to the most gorgeous woman on the fucking planet.