Page 88 of Ordinary Secrets

Arella ponders that for a moment, then relaxes her shoulders as if to say,This is no big deal. Her eyes tell me otherwise. “Wouldn’t I see the video later on YouTube anyway?”

“That’s true.” Selfishly, I want her to come. I don’t like being away from her. I guess she could go into another room while we film the intimate scenes. So, if she’s up for it...

I hikemy duffel bag full of outfits for the day higher up my shoulder as we climb the front steps of a little house in East LA. Whoever picked this spot as our filming location did a great job. The house looks beautiful. Colorful flowers line the walkway, and a cute floral welcome sign hangs on the front door.

Arella stops on the porch and fidgets with the ends of her hair. I grab her hand to make her stop, then kiss her knuckles. My duffel bag falls to my feet with a thud as I turn to face her.

“It’s not too late to leave, babe. If you don’t think you can handle what I told you is gonna happen today...”

“Technically, you haven’t told me.” She cups her sweaty forehead to shield her eyes from the sun. My Zordi eyes have already adjusted to the brightness. “All you said was that you’ll be doingstuffwith another girl. What, exactly, isstuff?”

I grip the back of her thighs and lift her onto the porch ledge. Naturally, she spreads her legs for me to slide between them. I hold her tight to make sure she doesn’t fall.

“This video is about a girl who’s been hurt so much that she’s too afraid to get into another relationship. Throughout the song, I do things to show her that it’s okay to fall in love again. We’ll be cuddling. There are kissing parts. We’ll be half naked. If you still want to stay, remember that it’s just acting. It doesn’t mean anything. At the end of the day, it’syouI’ll be going home with.”

She doesn’t hesitate to smile. “Okay. Just promise me you’ll kiss me tons when you’re done tonight.”

“Deal. I’ll even start now.” My intent is to give her a short, soft kiss, but as soon as our mouths collide, I can’t pull away.She tastes so good...My cock hardens as her fingers trail through my hair. I press my dick against her inner thigh, and she giggles adorably.

She’s the first to lean back. “Should we go inside now?”

“In a sec. I need to calm down first.” After a few cars pass, I readjust myself. “’Kay. I’m good now.”

The crew is scattered around the house, setting up lights and tripods, while others are standing around chatting. Everyone’s emotions jump at me from all directions, so I rake my mind power into a three-foot circle. As soon as I do that, someone enters that circle. Their energy is upbeat.

“Ey! There he is!” It’s Mateo, a Hispanic man in his late twenties wearing a Giants baseball cap over his thick curly hair. The top of his cap comes up to my nipples at best.

“Mateo!” I let go of Arella’s hand to give him a man hug with a quick thump on the back.

As usual, he gets right to business. “We’re gonna start with them performance shots first. We won’t need the rest of the band after that, so they can leave early. As for you, you be stuck with me all day.”

“I’m pretty sure it’syouwho’s stuck with me.”

Playfully, he punches my shoulder. “Ey, you ain’t too bad to look at.” He turns to Arella, whose hand I’ve returned to holding. “Who’s this?”

“This is my girlfriend, Ari. Babe, this is Mateo, my favorite video director. He’s got a knack for getting some unique shots.”

“Ah, don’t play me up too much. Good to meet you, pretty girl.”

I don’t miss the way Mateo’s eyes skate up and down my girl’s body. As he shakes her hand, I have to hold myself back from shoving him away. I know I shouldn’t be this possessive of her, but knowing it doesn’t stop me from feeling it.

“Nice to meet you too,” Arella says with a smile that would send most men to their knees. No wonder Mateo’s still staring at her.

“Where can I change?” I point at my duffel bag.

Mateo finally peels his eyes off what’s not his and hooks a thumb behind him. “There’s a bedroom back there.”

I practically drag Arella with me as I head that way.

In the small bedroom, I dig through my duffel to find a purple dress shirt and black dress pants. Arella’s planted on the end of the bed while I change my clothes and finish my outfit with a black tie. At the mirror, I’m rolling the sleeves up to my elbows when Arella’s mouth parts behind me. The look in her eyes is all desire and something else I don’t recognize.

I flip around with my arms out. “How do I look?”

“Yummy,” she says breathlessly.

As if she’s magnetizing me, I feel a pull to her. My feet move toward her before I even process that I’m doing it. I slip a knee between her legs, spreading them apart. I have every intention of giving her a light kiss until she yanks my tie and falls back onto the mattress, forcing me on top of her. I catch myself with a hand on either side of her head. I don’t kiss her lightly after that. I kiss her hard, while clawing at her body to come closer to mine. I can’t get enough of?—

Knock-knock.

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