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“Touch me, please,” I whisper, and when he looks up and sees my hips moving, he moves his hands down until his thumb presses hard on my clit, and I explode. I can’t help it, one touch, and I’m done.

“Baby, that was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. You are so responsive. I can’t take it,” Brandon tells me as I smile, feeling his large member pressing against my entrance.

“Please take me. I want to feel all of you,” I plead while he leans down to kiss me again.

“I’m sorry,” he says before he shoves all the way inside me. I should probably hurt from the rough treatment, but all it does is spark another bomb in the pit of my stomach. I moan.

“Holy shit,” he mutters, trying to stay still, but I’m moving my hips, trying as hard as I can to get him to move.

“I’m losing it, Trix. Stop moving, or I won’t be able to stop,” he says through gritted teeth. I don’t respond. I smile huge and wiggle my hips again. I want him to lose it. I want to see what passion looks like as it takes over his face. I want to get lost in him.

“Fuck it,” he says before he pulls out and slams back inside. I throw my head back and yell out, knowing someone probably can hear us. We are outside, on a roof in the middle of town, but I couldn’t care less. He feels too good. He slams savagely into me repeatedly.

“Is that what you wanted? Me to lose control? I wanted to take this slow, make our first time about us, but you forced me, and I can’t even regret that. You feel absolutely amazing. I never want to stop,” he says, grunting as he continues to tunnel in and out of me.

“This… This is exactly what I wanted. You feel so good. I can’t hold it back. I-I’m going to..” I scream out my release, not even able to finish my sentence. Brandon thrusts faster and faster into me, keeping me up on that mountain, in that pleasure until his hips stutter and jerk, and I can feel his release deep inside me.

“That was.. perfect,” I sigh before closing my eyes.

Chapter 6

Brandon

“Perfect! That’s a wrap for the day!” the director announces, and I’m already running off set to pick up my woman.

It’s been two weeks since mine and Trixie’s first date, and it’s been the best two weeks of my life. I’ve been busy with shooting, and she’s been busy catching up on orders, but we’ve made it work and carved out time for each other. It hasn’t been as much as I would like, but hopefully, next week, after Christmas, it will get better.

By the end of this week, shooting will be done, and I’ve decided I’ll be staying here for a while longer. I want to stay with Trixie. I knew I wanted to get out of acting. I knew this would probably be my last movie. I just didn’t realize I would be uprooting my entire life and moving to Florida, but I wouldn’t want it any other way. I race to my trailer and peek in, making sure no one is in here before turning to my bodyguard.

I ended up hiring a company to keep an eye on not only me but Trixie as well. She protested at first, but then I reminded her what happened with Tina, and she reluctantly agreed it was for the best. I still have heard nothing about her whereabouts, and I know she’s probably biding her time. Still, there’s nothing I can do, and the last thing I want is to be focusing so much on her when I have Trixie in my life.

“Make sure no one, and I mean no one, comes in this trailer,” I tell him and wait until he gives me a chin lift.

“You have my word, sir. No one will enter,” he says, and I nod, rushing in and through my end-of-day routine.

I don’t want to get to Trixie’s with the set still on me. They have to put makeup all over to make me not so washed out on camera. I will say I won’t miss this life. It’s all I’ve ever really known. Constantly getting dressed up, other people dictating what I wear, how my hair looks, pushing me through interviews and the whole nine yards.

People see the star, fame, and riches, but they don’t see the work that goes into it. There is so much pressure to be perfect, and no one can live up to it. Even if you do everything right, the media still spins it in a way that makes you look less than. I’m so happy to be able to find a place that expects nothing from me, with a woman who expects nothing but my love, and I will give it all to her. Hell, she already has it, along with my heart. I’ve known I fell for her since that first look, but every chance we’ve had together has just shown me she was made for me. She’s my person, the one designed just for me, and I won’t ever live without her. I don’t want to try.

My phone rings outside the shower, and I see my mom’s name across the screen. I roll my eyes but ignore it. She’s been trying to get in touch with me for the past week, but I’ve been dodging her calls. I don’t want to hear about the next script she has for me or that she’s lined me up with some sponsor or PR stunt. I’m tired, exhausted, and ready for her to live for her and not breathing down my neck constantly.

I know she’s not going to be happy with my choice. She’s going to be outraged. This is the life she always wanted for me… or for her. I can’t even tell anymore. I know I need to answer and just get it over with, but I want to wait until after Christmas. Let her have a nice holiday in Aspen or wherever she decided to spend it this year. We stopped celebrating together long ago, and this is the first year I’m actually excited to have plans… with Trixie.

I smile, hopping out of the shower and getting dressed. I’m ready to see my girl. Ready to tell her I want to spend this Christmas and every Christmas for the rest of our lives together. We haven’t really talked about the future. I know she expects me to leave when filming is done, but that’s not where my heart is. It’s with her and will always be with her.

I’m not sure if she wanted to try long-distance or just end things. I couldn’t see her giving up her life here. She has a family, a business, a life here. I would never think of asking her to leave it. Plus, I knew this day was coming. I’ve wanted to find a passion for something other than acting for a while. I just hadn’t let myself think I could have a life outside that. Until watching Trixie work. You can see the passion and love she puts into every ornament she makes. The love in her eyes is something I want to be directed at me, and if I’m being honest with myself, I think I see it there, but is it actually love or wishful thinking?

I walk out the door to my trailer, and Ken is still standing guard at the door.

“Thanks, man. I’m going to head to see Trixie. I believe Levi is over there, so you can take the rest of the day off.” I tell him but have a feeling I know his answer.

“I’ll follow you over there. I need to talk to Levi anyway,” he tells me, walking beside me as we make our way to the parking lot. I have no doubt he just wants to follow me for his own peace of mind. He might have something to discuss with Levi, but I doubt it. I smile. These guys are amazing security. Professional and completely dedicated to their work. I’ll have to give them a Christmas bonus.

I give a chin lift as I hop in my car, waiting for him to get in his and follow behind me before racing out onto the main road. It’s only a ten minute drive to the town center, the center only being eight miles from Magic Kingdom. Trixie told me how the town does a Christmas tree lighting ceremony where people put her custom ornaments and try to find the match. I can’t wait to see it tomorrow. We are going together this year, and I couldn’t be more excited. She told me they can sometimes see the fireworks from the park, and I can’t wait to experience it all with my woman.

I pull into the parking lot before jumping out and making my way through the center toward Trixies Trinkets. I pass Aria, Trixies friend, on the way, smiling and waving. My smile fades when I see her. She has a worried look on her face.

“Hey Aria, what’s wrong?” I ask when she finally notices it’s me.

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