Page 22 of Acting For Daddy

And I make a point to show her just how much I mean those words. I grip her sweet ass in my hands and start hammering into her, the sounds coming out of my throat are barely human from the force of it. She sobs, pushing up against me as I rail her like a beast in heat, a predator in the wild that’s been starved, and she, my reprieve.

Mine!

Her tits bounce with every impact and those pretty hazel eyes graze over when I change the angle to the base of my cock to rub over her clit with every thrust. Her thighs start shaking and her pussy pulses wildly before clenching around my cock. Her breath catches in her throat seconds before a harsh tremble wracks her body as she orgasms. Her lips part in a sob and I drink up her flushed expression, pounding into her until I feel my own climax build at the base of my spine.

I come with a roar, raw and feral. My fingers bite into her soft ass as I pound into her through the orgasm. Our eyes lock as I pump my cock into her, relief burning through my muscles as I release my seed into her womb, claiming her for myself.

Mine!

My body loses tension and I lean in to kiss her temples before helping her back to the floor. Her breathing is as labored as mine and we stand there, in peaceful silence lost in each other’s embrace.

“I was going to wait until the shoot was over to pursue you,” I rasp, my breath heavy. “Then I walked into that room and saw you and realized I couldn’t wait. You are the most beautiful thing that has ever happened to me. Back when I was no one, your cheers fueled me, and now, let me take care of you, Angel. Let me love you.”

Mina leans forward and buries her face in my throat. “I was really hurt when you didn’t recognize me.”

“I know, Angel, and I’m sorry,” I brush my lips over her temple. “I will spend the rest of my life making it up to you. My number one fan.”

She smacks my shoulder lightly and I feel the shift between us as she loses tension in her shoulders. “I don’t even listen to rock music anymore.”

“I’ll make you fall in love with it again. With me.” I brush my lips over hers, the need to have her again slips in as if it never left and maybe it didn’t. I don’t see a time when I will not want, will not need this girl in my life.

Mine!

Epilogue

Ten Years Later

Mina

The credits roll and I yawn, stretching as I straighten up to look around. I chuckle when I notice two sets of dark heads slumped over their seats, their breathing even. The youngest of our three kids is lying in my husband’s arms fast asleep, too.

“I would be offended that my own kids slept through my movie if they didn’t look so adorable,” I say, blinking when the lights in the home theatre come on.

“That’s because we’ve seen the movie a million times, Mommy!” whines a small voice and I turn to find our nine-year-old, Rocky, staring at me, his eyes sleepy.

“Blame your father, I wanted to watch the new Disney movie, but he chose this one,” I say. Alex won the rock-paper-scissors game during dinner and got the chance to pick what film to watch on movie night. I’m not entirely convinced he didn’t cheat at the game and neither is my son from the way he narrows those blue eyes that bear a striking resemblance to his father.

“It’s my favorite movie. Anything my wife stars in is my favorite movie,” Alex says, getting up with the toddler in his arms before leaning down to kiss me. “You were amazing in this movie, Angel. Let me put this one to bed and we can watch the sequel.”

Rocky whines and jumps out of his seat. “I’m going to bed!” he announces, patting his twin, Dex, on the shoulder and waking him. The two walk out of the entertainment room and Alex follows behind them carrying our sleeping daughter with him. He’s gone for twenty minutes before he walks back into the room and settles down next to me.

“Are you really going to make me watch the sequel? Rocky is right, we can’t keep watching the same movies over and over just because I star in them,” I whine, turning to my husband, surprised to find those heated eyes trained on me.

“Who says we’re going to watch anything?”

I blink at him. “You just told our son that…” My eyes widen with realization, and I gasp. “Oh my God, Alex. Please don’t tell me you sent our kids to bed so you could sleep with the actress. That’s not very nice of you.”

“I don’t want to be nice, not tonight!” he growls, taking my hand and bringing it to his lips, those beautiful blue eyes on me when he does so. Once again, I prove myself wrong by falling deeper in love with him. It seems there isn’t an end to falling for my husband and I’ve been falling, continuously dropping into a deep abyss and I know there is no coming back for me.

Alex has been nothing short of perfect from the moment he took me away from my little rundown apartment and brought me to his home. I was scared that by dating me, he would receive negative press but the rumors only fueled anticipation for his music video especially when his fans heard that his lover was featured in it. Despite his massive success over the years, “Love Affair” is still his most successful music video with nearly a billion streams. It’s the same project that had film companies reaching out and practically tripping over each other to get me to read their scripts.

Everything fell into place when Alex came back into my life. My acting career became a success and I spent my first check investing in my best friend’s cocktail bar. I even set her up with Alex’s manager, Ben, whom Sheila lovingly refers to as her nerd. Pretty ironic that she would be the one to fall for the nerd.

I smile at the thought and Alex catches on it, “What’s so funny?”

“You,” I say with a laugh. “I can’t believe you sent the kids away so you could get some.”

His lips twitch in a grin. “And will I… get some?”

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