“Take this nut, Saje!” Ezekiel grunted while hitting the back of my walls.
“Gimme that shit… yesss… Right there, oh shit… Ezekiellll!”
He released, and when I was close to having an orgasm, he pulled out.
“What are you doing? I was about to cum!” I shot him a sour look.
He pointed at the clock on the dresser. “Do you see what time it is? We gotta head back to the studio.”
I was heated, but he was right; we did have to get back in time to film our scene. I angrily scooted to the edge of the bed and rose to my feet. After cleaning myself, I practically threw my clothes back on as Ezekiel did the same.
When we were done, we made a pit stop at the corner smoothie shop to purchase two drinks so that there wouldn’t be any suspicions about our whereabouts.
We barely made it back to the studio in time to get dressed for our pool scene. In this scene,ColbyandIfewere on vacation to reconcile their marriage and get their spark back. I quickly got into character and forgot about my problems. Acting came first, and everything else came after. Ezekiel felt the same as I did. We easily eased into our husband-and-wife roles and poured our hearts into the current scene.
After filming, I went back to my dressing room to put my street clothes back on. Instead of driving myself to work today, I decided to have Reason's and my driver, Nito, take me to work. Sometimes it felt good to be chauffeured, and I was in that type of mood when I woke up this morning. Why wouldn’t I take advantage of what was available to me? Thanks to Reason, he did everything to make my life easier.
I hit Nito’s line and told him to be out front in about thirty minutes.
Knock. Knock.
“It better not be Ezekiel’s ass tryna come back for another round,” I mumbled as I sauntered toward the entrance.
I opened the door, and Reason stood in front of me, looking good as fuck. He had a fresh haircut, his solid six-foot four frame was dressed in jeans and a white tee, shiny blinged out jewelry draped his neck and wrist, and the tattoos covering his arms glistened from the mixture of freshly whipped cocoa and shea butter.
My attention was back on his perfect face. My husband’s juicy ass lips looked smooth, pink, and ready for me to sit on. I stood there frozen, hooked, and mesmerized. He had me feeling like we were meeting for the first time.
“Damn, beautiful. You just gon’ stand there gawking, or you gon’ let me come inside and suck that pussy?”
The seat of my panties instantly became moist. Oh, this was the type of time my man was on. Multiple orgasms were guaranteed with Reason; he always aimed to please every inch of my body.
Then it dawned on me. I had just got my pussy beat the fuck up earlier. I cleaned myself, but I was sure there were still remnants of Ezekiel lingering down there. Reason would be able to tell someone was lurking inside something that should’ve belonged to him and only him. I couldn’t risk that shit.
We were still standing in the open doorway while I tried to come up with an excuse. As I contemplated my response, Wynn’s bitch ass walked by with another worker. It seemed like she slowed down when she got closer to my dressing room. Reason’s eyes were on me, but my focus was on Wynn. She smirked and said to the woman next to her, “A lot of bitches be ungrateful around here,” and then they both laughed.
Reason briefly turned and then looked back at me. Wynn knew what she was doing.This bitch is tryna get beat the hellup.She said it loud enough to catch the attention of anyone who was near.
“My love, wait inside for me. I’ll be right back. I forgot something on set. Let me go grab it, and I’ll come right back,” I blabbered to Reason and pulled him inside the dressing room.
Before he could rebut, I stormed off behind Wynn, who was now alone since the woman headed in another direction.
“Wynn,” I called.
She whipped her head around.
I pointed at her, almost poking her skin. “Let me tell you something, bitch. I don’t know what yo’ problem is, but don’t think I don’t catch the sneak dissing you be doing or the nasty looks you steady throw my way. I promise you don’t want these problems. So, I advise you to mind yo’ business and stay in an assistant’s place,” I spewed, not caring that specks of spit flew from my mouth.
Her hand flew to her chest. “I don’t know what you’re talkin’ about,” she said, playing dumb.
“All right, keep playing stupid and fuck around and find out.” I cut my eyes at her and rushed back to my man.
Wynn better leave me alone.I wonder if she knew about Ezekiel and me. No, she couldn’t. We were too careful.
When I entered the dressing room, Reason leaned against the vanity table with a gift bag next to him. I lit up at the sight of a present, forgetting about my little problem with Wynn. I guess I wasn’t paying attention when he got here, because how could I miss him holding the bag?
“Is this for me, baby?” I cooed, moving closer and wrapping my arms around his neck.
“Just a lil’ something to brighten your mood.” He lifted the straps and handed me the bag.
