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It’s not like she’d make more money. Straight sex scenes paid less than same-sex scenes, unless she planned on playing with multiple dicks.
“No idea.” Barb tidied up her desk. “But I’m not questioning it.”
I would keep this in the back of my mind. I needed to find the perfect male to usher Casey into the world of penis. Not to mention find the perfect marketing strategy to make this a huge seller.
I wasted some time in the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of water and sifting through the newspaper someone had left on the table.
Next, I stopped by the casting room and slipped a couple of condoms into my pocket, just as Ben walked in.
“You’ll never believe the conversation I just had.”
He walked toward me and held out his fist. I bumped it with my own.
“I just spent twenty minutes on the phone with Dane, who complained about Rayna’s…” His face scrunched up and he shook his head. “Her…hygiene. Apparently, she needs to take better care of the downstairs area.”
“Glad you’re dealing with that one. I, on the other hand, have to follow up on Chloe’s male masturbator. She thinks it’s someone else’s vagina.”
Ben bent over in laughter. I wasn’t sure if it was because of the story or the simple fact that we had these crazy conversations. My life was surreal. One fucking cliché and punked moment after the next.
We shot the shit for a few minutes more, then I excused myself to return to Everly. By now she had to have stumbled onto one of the videos. If my plan worked, I’d be sinking into that sweet pussy in the next five minutes.
Just as I’d suspected, Everly was staring at the screen with wide eyes, my earbuds in her ears. Her hand absentmindedly caressed her left breast and her other hand was stuck between her legs as they squeezed tight around it.
When she noticed me, she whipped out the earbuds and lowered her gaze, giving me a coy smile. “I thought you were listening to music.”
“Technically there’s music in the background.” I closed the door behind me and locked it. “Do you like what you see?”
“I…” She swallowed hard. “I…think…I…”
To my surprise, her response had nothing to do with arousal.
With a slump to her shoulders, she frowned. “Watching these just reminds me how inexperienced I am.”
She was thinking again. Always thinking. I was going to have to do something to break her of that habit.
I walked over and rested my ass on my desk. Reaching out, I swiped her hair over her shoulder then cupped her chin, demanding her full attention.
“Sometimes little experience makes for the most explosive sex scenes.” It wasn’t a load of shit. I’d always found it to be the truth. “They’re honest, real, enlightening.”
“I’m sure some of the Greek philosophers would argue with your definition of enlightening.”
That may be, but it didn’t make it any less true.
“Ever see a really good sex scene?”
She shook her head.
I leaned in, getting closer. I wanted her to hear every word, feel every syllable as it washed over her pretty face.
“A good sex scene can make you forget everything around you.” I let go of her chin and glided my index finger down the hollow of her neck, to her chest. “It can pull you in so deep, you feel every kiss and every stroke.” My voice had taken on a seductive tone. “There are times when two people are so in sync, they just let go.”
There had been a handful of times when I’d witnessed it in action. Chemistry between actors was important, but sometimes, when the chemistry, the mood, the lighting, the energy meshed together in the perfect way, it could be explosive.
“Maybe I’ll have to show you sometime.”
If I could get her to a shoot…Maybe that’s all she needed to give in to pleasure, to lose control. Another item on the list. Something to think about, but for now…
“Tell me what you liked.” I gestured to the screen.
