Chapter 60 – Dirty Dreams

“Action!”

Guido clapped his hands once, and suddenly everything was silent except for the almost inaudible hum of the cameras. The cameraman with the Steadicam moved closer to her.

Daniel smiled at Chloe with that warm and somehow far too honest smile and took a step closer, placing a hand on her hip as if it were the most natural thing in the world, as if they did this every afternoon when he came home from work. His other hand brushed a strand of hair behind her ear.

“Hey, beautiful,” he murmured, just loud enough for the mics to pick it up. “I’ve been thinking about you all morning.”

Her heart skipped a beat.

Oh God, this is a job, Chloe, it’s just a job.

But when he kissed her, it didn’t feel like a job.

His mouth tasted fresh, like mint, with a hint of something sweet. The kiss was slow, exploratory, nothing like the porn-style tongue-battle you sometimes saw in videos. Daniel kissed as if he really wanted to get to know her, nibbling briefly on her lower lip, pulling back, then going back in. Chloe felt a warm, telltale flutter in her stomach that immediately annoyed her.

Pull yourself together, Chloe.

But she had to move, she couldn’t just stand there, she had work to do. So she let her hands glide over his chest and felt the firm muscles beneath his thin shirt. He smelled so damn good.

As he pulled her closer, his already half-hard cock pressed against her stomach, and his thin athletic shorts left little to the imagination.

Then Daniel slowly pulled off her sports bra. The camera immediately zoomed in, capturing how her nipples stood erect. He leaned down a bit, lowered his head, and kissed her neck, then even deeper, taking a nipple into his mouth and sucking gently.

Chloe gasped.

“Fuck, you taste so good,” he murmured against her chest.

She tried to pull his shirt over his head, but he was so tall and his shoulders so broad that she could only manage it with his help, which he readily provided though. As she ran her hands over his warm, muscular, and clean-shaven upper body, he guided her to her knees with the slightest pressure on her shoulders. She simply let her hands wander further down and hooked them into the waistband of his shorts.

As she pulled his shorts down, his cock practically sprang out at her.

Holy shit, he really won the cock lottery.

It truly was beautiful. Girthy, with a gentle upward curve and thick veins pulsing beneath the skin. The tip was already peeking out a bit from under the foreskin and glistening slightly. Chloe took it in her hand, feeling the weight and heat. It smelled clean and had an unmistakable masculine scent that immediately went to her head.

She licked it once from bottom to top, very slowly and admittedly, quite relishing it. The taste was slightly salty, a bit soapy perhaps, but good. Too good.

Damn it, Chloe, get a grip.

“Oh my God, that’s the best cock ever!”

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the director nodding contentedly. He’d been about to urge her to do a little more dirty talk just moments before.

Then she took Daniel’s cock into her mouth. It was big enough that she couldn’t take it all in at once, but she took her time and worked her way down slowly, letting her tongue circle the tip again and again. Daniel moaned softly and buried a hand in her hair but didn’t push or pull.

“That’s good, baby,” he moaned. “You’ve got this, you’re almost there.”

She looked up at him as she took him deeper. The camera was right above her face. She knew what it looked like, how it would affect the viewers, and yet it didn’t feel like a performance, she just wanted to see how he reacted. She liked the taste of him. She liked how he pulsed in her mouth, and when she finally managed to reach the base with her lips and pressed her nose against his stomach, taking him all the way down her throat, he moaned loudly.

“Good girl! Fuck, you’re so good at this.”

A warm shiver ran down her spine when he said that, and it affected her more than it should have. Then she started giving him a proper blowjob, with devotion, and with plenty of tongue. She heard his breathing quicken, felt his thighs tense, and she was almost intoxicated by the effect she was having on him.

“Cut! Very good, you two. Change.” Guido sounded satisfied.

Daniel helped her up and briefly squeezed her hand, just as a small, silent “Are you okay?” gesture. She nodded, a little out of breath.

Then it was her turn.

He laid her down on the bed in front of him, pulled off her yoga shorts, knelt in front of her, and pushed her thighs apart. The Steadicam came down low as Chloe leaned back onto the cool sheets. Daniel teased the inside of her thigh with his kisses, working his way slowly upward. When his tongue finally found her clit, she flinched.

Oh God.

He was good. Sometimes during a shoot, it was painfully obvious that the guy was just licking her a little to get things wet for the sake of it and was otherwise just waiting for the part with the penetration, but Daniel ate her out as if he were actually enjoying it. Slow, broad strokes of his tongue, then faster, more focused. He gently sucked on her clit, slid two fingers inside her, and arched them just right.

Chloe bit her lip and her breathing came in gasps. The camera was right on her face, but her attention was entirely on what was happening between her legs. She could think of nothing but his tongue, his fingers and his wet slurping and munching that echoed far too loudly in the quiet studio.

“Fuck, Daniel… that feels so good,” she moaned… not for the camera. This was real.

She grabbed his hair, almost a little too roughly, and her pelvis moved against his face as if on its own. The line between acting and real desire was blurring dangerously.

This is work. This is just work. There are cameras and people here, and we’re being filmed. This is just work.

But her body didn’t believe her.

When Guido called out, “Next,” she was almost disappointed, but only almost, because if she was honest, she could hardly wait for the part that came next.

Daniel carefully lifted her hips into position, just as he had promised, and his large, gentle hands held her securely. He positioned her neck and shoulders on the mattress, her legs over his shoulders, and as she tried her best to brace herself and stay straight and balanced, he slowly entered her from above.

The angle in the piledriver position was brutally deep.

Chloe gasped as he practically immediately bumped his tip against her cervix, but not hard, it was more like a gentle kiss. Daniel moved with control and used deep, measured thrusts that. And he looked into her eyes the whole time.

“Okay?” he whispered softly enough that only she could hear.

She nodded and then moaned loudly without meaning to when he changed the angle ever so slightly and suddenly hit exactly the right spot.

“Fuck me… just like that,” she gasped for the camera. “Your cock feels so good inside me.”

He grinned and continued fucking her at exactly that same angle and rhythm, but then suddenly took her foot and sucked on her big toe.

The effect this had on Chloe was ridiculously intense. It was as if an electric shock had run through her. Chloe came without warning, and her muscles tightened hard and suddenly around him while her legs trembled uncontrollably. She heard herself scream out loud.

Daniel looked very smug. “You’re so sexy when you come,” he said with a grin.

Asshole. Charming, good-looking asshole.

In revenge, she squeezed her muscles as tightly as she could, which made him gasp in surprise but didn’t affect the depth or power of his thrusts in the slightest.

Instead, the air that had built up from the absurd angle of the piledriver and his hard thrusts escaped with an embarrassing, wet, and unbelievably loud… QUEEF!

For a moment, it was dead silent on set.

First the sound engineer burst out laughing, then the cameraman with the Steadicam, then Guido, and finally Daniel laughed heartily too, without pulling out from her.

Chloe felt her face flush, but couldn’t help but burst out laughing herself.

“Oh my God,” she gasped, covering her face with her hands.

“It happens all the time, baby,” Daniel said with a grin, stroking her thigh reassuringly. “You just never see it in the final take. Welcome to the club.”

“Oh, no problem at all, that’s going on the outtakes reel,” Guido called out cheerfully. “That was gold.”

As they continued filming, they switched to the reverse cowgirl position, and Chloe was glad to finally get out of that contorted piledriver posture, which had slowly started to hurt her neck quite a bit, even though she knew that in five minutes her leg muscles would be burning like hell instead.

Chloe sat down on him, took him deep inside her, and began to move. Now she was in control. She rode him slowly until she found her rhythm, then faster, squeezing her muscles every now and then to elicit one of those sweet, surprised moans from him. Daniel’s hands were on her ass, which he kneaded with relish while also stabilizing her a bit.

“You feel incredible, baby,” he moaned. “You’re so tight and wet… ungh…”

She was enjoying it. Enjoying the feeling of having him beneath her. Enjoying how his cock stretched her, how it hit her G-spot exactly right every time she sat down, and she even started to help things along a bit with her hand on her clit, and she was slowly getting really into it again when-

Suddenly, Daniel gripped her tighter.

“Pause,” he gasped. “Fuck, I’m too close.”

He carefully lifted her off him. His cock glistened with her juices and twitched violently, he was clearly struggling to regain control.

The crew laughed about that.

“Whaaat, really? The great Daniel Walker needs a break or something?” one of the cameramen teased him.

Daniel grinned sheepishly and rubbed his face. “Shut up, man. She’s really good.”

A small, satisfied grin crept onto her lips.

Good.

After a brief pause, they continued briefly in the reverse cowgirl position for continuity, before transitioning seamlessly into the full nelson position from there.

Daniel sat on the edge of the bed, pulled her back against his chest, and clasped his hands behind her neck. Her legs were spread wide, her entire body exposed to the cameras, and all three lenses were focused on her pussy and his cock, which was entering her again.

She hung there, vulnerable and at his mercy, practically held up by him alone.

And yet, strangely enough, she felt completely safe.

Daniel fucked her deep and hard and fast in this position. Because his hands at the back of her neck pressed her head down slightly, his arms held her legs wide apart, and she was bent over a little, she could see exactly how his thick cock disappeared into her pussy, thrusting into her again and again. The view was obscene and perfect for the camera. And for her. The combination of getting fucked that well and basically having front-row seats for looking at it undid her in record time.

The second orgasm shook her even harder than the first, but she didn’t care about it or anything really, she just screamed it out as her body tensed and her toes curled. Daniel kept holding her tight and fucked her through the climax. But even he wasn’t superhuman.

“Fuck, I can’t hold on much longer,” he finally gasped.

After that, they switched positions quickly, Chloe knelt in front of him, and then Daniel stood over her, his hand on his cock, and the Steadicam moved in very close next to him, directed at his cock and her head.

With a deep groan, he came all over her face. The first shot hit her cheek, the second her lips, then one thick, warm stream after another followed. It was a lot, running down her chin and dripping onto her breasts.

“Can you play with the cum a little, Chloe?” the director asked.

Chloe smiled at the camera, dipped a finger into the cum on her cheek, and slowly pushed it all into her mouth, scooping up some from her chin as well, then swallowed it ostentatiously.

Oh, why not? Just give them a little show.

She licked Daniel’s still-twitching cock once more, sucked out the last drop, and gave the tip a little kiss to finish.

“Cut! That was fucking perfect!” Guido shouted. “Chloe, you’ve got showmanship, I’ve got to hand it to you.”

Daniel laughed softly, still a little out of breath, and looked down at her, happy and content. “You look so gorgeous right now!”

Chloe’s heart skipped a beat, and she quickly grabbed a towel that was handed to her to hide her face.

This is bad.