It's My Life (Filming Rhiannon. Book 1) Read online

  “Oh shit, sorry, that’s my fault. Is she okay?” he asks sounding concerned.

  “I'll let you know, when she replies.”

  Right on que, my phone goes off again.

  **I will let you off, but don’t make a habit of it. I want gossip first thing tomorrow morning. G XoX**

  Her reply makes me laugh.

  “I take it she’s okay.” Jase says as I switch my phone off and put it back in my bag.

  “Yeah, she seems okay with me ditching her.” I guiltily reply.

  “Great stuff.” he says as he comes forward and picks me up by my legs, throwing me over his shoulder.

  “Jase,” I shout in shock. He ignores my protests, and walks through his apartment with me over his shoulder, bouncing with his movements, still screaming at him, but it’s a shocked scream, not a protest scream.

  He comes to a door at the top of the stairs, and opens it with his free hand, not even flinching as it bangs off the wall with a loud thud. Once inside the room, he kicks the door closed, and places me on his bed. He follows me down, and his lips are on mine before I have time to move.

  His mouth is all minty and inviting, and I relish in the feeling of having his lips on mine again as I sink into the soft mattress. He quickly pulls away, and grabs the hem of my dress. Slowly, he lifts it up over my head, and throws it on the floor, not looking at where it lands.

  He follows that by sitting on his heels, and pulling his shirt off. That joins my dress on the floor, and my eyes follow the path of the discarded clothes. My eyes don’t linger on the pile for long. Jase gently places his fingers under my chin, and directs my eyes back to his as his lips connect to mine once again.

  We both moan against each other’s lips, as he fumbles with my bra fastening. He manages to get it undone, and off without breaking our lip contact. He then throws that on the floor too. He pulls away and starts to take his bottoms off. His erection springs free, and stands at attention ready for action. My eyes roam over his body, loving what I am seeing. Although my eyes are drawn to his erection, I resist staring, and glance over the rest of his body, his chest is smooth and his stomach is flat. He hasn’t got an ounce of fat on him. His skin is flawless, nothing marking it, but I already knew that from filming with him.

  He continues to pull his trousers down his legs, and takes his boxer briefs with him. Once they too have joined the pile on the floor, he lays on the bed beside me, and pulls me on top of him. I am straddling his hips, as he reaches up, places his hands on my head and pulls me down once again.

  “So beautiful.” he murmurs against my lips as I rest my hands on his chest.

  He flips us both over, taking me by surprise, so my back is on the bed, and he kneels up on his knees in front of me.

  He grabs hold of my lacy thong, and carefully pulls them off. Although right now, I don’t care if he ripped them off.

  I no longer feel shy around him, he has seen it all already, and he makes me feel more confident. The fact he respected me while I was naked earlier helped, but the fact he is being gentle now is the biggest factor.

  “So damn beautiful.” he repeats himself, as his lips seal over mine once more, not giving me the chance to throw a witty remark at him.

  His hands slide from my ankles, up to my thighs. He pauses at the top of my thighs, as he gazes in to my eyes. He slowly, without removing his eyes from mine, inserts his finger into my opening. I moan at the sudden invasion, as my body bows of the bed. His fingers make a circling motion, as my hips follow. He reaches up with his other hand, and starts tugging on my nipple. His lips are still encasing mine, as my hormones send my body to a different universe.

  He continues his delicious torture, till he pushes me over the edge. His fingers are not giving up as I scream my release.

  While my body mentally relocates itself back to earth, Jase sits up, grabs a condom, and slides it over his impressive length, while I watched memorized trying to get much needed air into my lungs.

  He hovers over me; his brown eyes are gleaming. He slowly, and carefully, pushes his erection past my threshold. He gently pushes all the way in, till he is fully encased in me.

  He is stretching me to the max, and its uncomfortable, but not too painful.

  “Wow, you're so tight. Are you okay?” he asks, stilling his movements. Before I respond he slowly pulls out.

  “I'm fine,” I grasp, as I grab his shoulders, I'm not ready for him to leave me. I need him to fill me and take me.

  He leans down, and takes one of my nipples in his mouth, diverting the pain from my groin to my boobs, as he nibbles on it. As he has diverted my attention, he slowly slides back in, filling me just how I need him too. I groan and arch my back, which makes him bite down harder on my nipple. He slowly starts to move, in and out, repeating the process. When he sees I’m starting to relax, he pushes harder and deeper.

  “You feel great,” he says gasping for air, as he pounds harder and faster.

  He releases my nipple, and his mouth consumes mine. His tongue dancing with mine. My fingers are slipping from his shoulders as our bodies form a layer of sweat. I can feel my body going tense, ready for release, begging for release.

  His relentless thrusts, finally push me to orgasm as my body shatters beneath him, my body shaking as my orgasm rips through me, causing me to scream in pleasure. He follows suit after three more thrusts as he empties himself inside me.

  *****

  My body is still shaking, and I’m still panting when he pulls out. I open my eyes and catch him slowly pulling the condom off, and tying a knot in it, before he chucks it in a little waste bin, beside his bed side unit.

  He comes to lay beside me, and pulls me in to his embrace. I'm unable to move willingly as my body is still like jello. I am thoroughly exhausted.

  “You okay?” he asks as he rubs his hand up and down my naked back.

  “Hmm,” I respond.

  “Is that a good 'hmm' or bad?” he asks with a hint of amusement.

  I can’t respond with words, so I just smile up at him as he gazes down at me. He sees my smile and relaxing beneath me.

  “I have wanted to do that since I first had you dancing on my lap.” he says amused. I want to respond, but no words are forming on my tongue.

  When I don’t respond he continues, “When I saw you naked today, I was cursing that damn camera crew for being in my way.”

  “It's not their fault, they have a job to do, like we do.” I say with a weak giggle.

  “I know, but having to act out a sex scene with someone as beautiful, and actually having sex with you.... I know which one I would choose.”

  “You just have a one track mind.” I say laughing.

  “I just notice when a beautiful lady is stood before me.” he says reaching down for the duvet.

  I glance around the room for a clock, and on the bedside table beside me is a digital clock. The time reads 03:24. Jase follows my gaze and notices the time too.

  “Do you have anything planned tomorrow?” he asks me as he buries us both under the duvet.

  “No, just enjoying a late sleep, since I’m not at work.” I say yawning, “I'm not used to these early mornings.” I explain.

  He laughs at me as he pulls me to his chest. “I have a function coming up, promoting another movie I have done. Would you like to come with me? I need a beautiful lady like you on my arm.” he asks me.

  Right now he can be telling me the grass is blue, and I wouldn’t care. I am too tired to care, so I agree to it. I feel his smile as my eyes surrender to darkness.

  *****

  I wake the next morning by someone tickling my feet. I lift my legs higher so they're tucked into my body.

  “Fuck off,” I demand as Jase continues sliding his hand under the duvet to get my feet again.

  “I will kick you, hard, if you don’t leave my fucking feet alone.” I threaten. He finally releases my feet, but straddles my hips.

  “What the hell are you doing?” I ask him. I don't
like being woken up, and I hate people tickling my feet.

  “Remember yesterday? at work?” he asks me, “Well this is my payback.” he says as his fingers dig into my hips. I try bucking him off, but he’s too heavy. I would rather he tickled my ribs over my feet, I can just about tolerate this.

  He is laughing at me, but I don’t find it funny.

  “What time is it?” I ask breathlessly, my lungs struggling for air with all my sudden movement.

  “6am.” he responds like it’s a social hour of the day.

  “Are you serious? You have woken me up at 6am on a Saturday?” I ask astonished.

  “Only for payback baby, say sorry and I’ll let you sleep.” he is looking into my eyes deeply, he isn't going to let this go.

  “Sorry? What the hell for? I said it yesterday.” I puff at him.

  “I want an honest one.” he says continuing his torture.

  “Okay damn it, I am sorry, okay?” I throw at him.

  “Damn you're adorable when you're tired.” he says leaning to give me a quick gentle kiss.

  “I am going to shower Rhi, I will wake you in a few hours if you like. I have some work to do anyway.” he says pulling the duvet back over me, and carefully tucks me in tight.

  “Cheers.” I say as I lose the battle with my eyes.

  The next time I’m awoken, I feel more rested, and I’m not woken up by tickling.

  “Morning grumpy,” Jase greats me from beside me on the bed. He is sat under the duvet with a laptop on his knees.

  “What time is it?” I ask stretching. He glances behind me and reads the digital clock,

  “It is 11:48,” he replies.

  “Shit, I know I wanted to sleep, but I never sleep this late.” I say feeling guilty.

  “Don’t worry about it. Its calming having you here, I got through quite a bit of work sat beside you.” he says as he puts his laptop down.

  “What time did you get up?” I ask him as he bends to give me a gentle kiss.

  “I have been up since 6.”

  “How are you still functioning? It was gone three-thirty when I went to sleep, so that’s roughly two hours’ sleep.” I grumble at him.

  “I don’t require much sleep.” I can tell that much is true. He's looking all fresh, and bright eyed, and I most likely look a mess, with bags under my eyes.

  “And you have been awake six hours before me?” I ask stunned. I would never be able to stay quiet while someone sleeps for six hours.

  “Yeah and?” he asks like I have some objection. No objection from me, he let me sleep. He can wake up whatever time he likes, providing I don't get woken up ridiculously early.

  “Nothing,” I say as I start to get out the bed. “Am I okay to use your shower?” I ask him.

  “Of course you can, it’s through there.” he says pointing to the en-suite bathroom.

  “Thank you.” I mutter as I climb out of bed.

  Walking in to his bathroom, as naked now as I was the day I was born, I set his shower up. Once the water gets warm, I step inside and let the water wash over me.

  Once I am done showering, I climb out the shower, and look for a towel. I can’t find one anywhere.

  I walk over to the door, dripping water everywhere.

  “Jase, where are your towels?” I ask as I stick my head out the door. He is still laid on the bed with his laptop.

  “Of course, hang on, I’ll get you one.” he says as he puts his laptop down.

  He pulls the duvet back, and he steps off the bed in just his boxer briefs. He walks over to another door, disappears from view for a few moments before he strolls back out with a handful of towels.

  “I didn’t know which ones you would need, so I got you on of every size.” he says handing me a neatly folded pile of towels, looking a little embarrassed.

  “Thank you,” I say as I grab them from him. He smiles at me as I close the bathroom door again.

  I place the towels on the marble counter and laugh to myself as I poke through the pile. I pick up two towels and decide they will do.

  I quickly wrap myself in the biggest towel, leaving the rest on the unit, and walk out of the bathroom.

  Jase is not in the room when I enter. I take this moment to find my clothes and to get dressed. I am going commando, as I refuse to put my panties on from yesterday, even if it is just to go home. I don't feel comfy raiding Jases drawers to see what he has that will fit me, so I will just have to suck it up and go commando.

  Just as I’m fastening my bra, Jase walks in from what I presume is the closet. He is wearing a pair of chinos and a light blue, short sleeved shirt, no socks. He watches me as I put my dress on over my head. I blush, knowing that he now knows I don't have any panties on.

  Just as I am straightening my dress out, Jase walks up behind me and wraps his hands around me. He starts kissing his way up my neck, till he reaches down to softly kiss my lips. While his lips are sealed on mine, he circles me, so he is in front of me, his hands still on my hips.

  “Would you like something to eat?” he asks as he pulls away.

  “Sure,” I say smiling at him. I am mesmerized by his eyes. The light reflecting of the brown makes them brighter and more beautiful, they look a golden color in this light.

  He removes his hands from my hips, and grabs my hand.

  He leads me back to the kitchen. Pulling out a bar stool, he points to it indicating he would like me to sit.

  As gracefully as I can, given my lack off underwear, I sit on the stool, and watch him move around his kitchen.

  H goes about making breakfast effortlessly.

  He pauses his cooking to hand me a coffee.

  “A mocha” he says placing it on the breakfast bar.

  “Thank you.” I say as my hands instantly reach out to grab it. I take a sip and place it back on the breakfast bar, trying to breath in cool air to sooth my scolding mouth.

  “So, do you know what you're going to wear to this première?” Jase asks grabbing my attention.

  “Première?” I ask a little confused.

  “Yes, the première of my new movie. You said you would accompany me last night.” he says in explanation.

  “I did?” I ask confused. That must have happened as I dozing off to sleep. I don't remember that conversation.

  “You did. It’s an elegant affair. Ball gown style.” he explains.

  “I don’t have anything to wear.” I say panicked. “When is it?”

  “Two weeks today. I’m sure we can find something.” he smiles as he kisses me again, like he has a done deal.

  “I don’t know Jase.” I say uncertainty kicking in.

  “You don’t have to decide now, but it would be fantastic to have you there with me. It will also be great publicity for the movie we are doing now.” he says as he places plates of food on the breakfast bar for the pair of us.

  “Thank you.” I say as I take a bite of my food. He has cooked omelet and bacon. He is a good cook because this food is beautiful.

  Once food is out the way, Jase gets a phone call. He goes in to a different room to take it. I use this time to check my phone. I finished my breakfast in moderate silence. The première is running around my head. I don't really want to go, but I will go to support Jase.

  **Rhi, its gone dinner, and I haven’t heard from you. I am on my way to yours. I will see you soon G XoX**

  It’s from Grace, I have to text her back if she’s on her way to my apartment. I have to get back to meet her. She is going to grill me bout Jase.

  **Grace, I’m not home. I’m still with Jase. I suspect I shouldn’t be out much longer. Wait at mine for me, and I’ll see you soon. Rhi XoX**

  Just as I press send, Jase walks back with a confused look plastered all over his face.

  “Everything okay?” I ask.

  “Yeah, that was Kaleb, he needs to see me.” he answers looking at his phone.

  “Kaleb?” I ask.

  “Mr. Braxton.” he clarifies.

  “O
h, okay.” I reply, I don’t know what else to say.

  “Yes, I’ve never had a call from him before. I wonder what he wants.” he muses aloud.

  “I'm sure you will be okay.” I try reassuring him. I don't really know Mr. Braxton all that much, but he seems like a nice guy, who is kind of cute, but I will keep that thought to myself.

  *****

  We are sat in the car, and Jase is driving me home. He is on his way to work to meet with Mr. Braxton.

  He pulls up in front of my apartment once I gave him directions. He doesn't follow orders very well. He thought he knew a few short cuts, and got us lost once or twice. He wanted to avoid the traffic build up, but he only ended up back in the pile of cars when he got us lost and had to back track.

  “I will ring you once I’m finished with Kaleb if you like.” he offers.

  “I wouldn’t say no.” I say smiling at him. He reaches over the console of the car and gives me a long lingering kiss. I know it’s none of my business, but I am curious to see why he has been called in by the boss on his day off.

  “Thank you for last night. It was amazing.” he says grabbing my hand.

  I grab my bag of the floor by my feet, as he places a kiss on my knuckles. I quickly kiss his cheek before I climb out of his car.

  As I stand onto the side walk, he pulls out into the traffic and out of sight.

  *****

  As I walk in to my apartment Grace is waiting for me again.

  “You ditched me last night.” she says with her arms crossed, and her foot tapping on the floor. I can’t remember the last time I got a pleasant greeting from her.

  “I know. It wasn’t intentionally.” I say as I walk towards her.

  “Was it good?” she asks.

  “Was what good?”

  “The sex Rhiannon, don’t play dumb.” she looks at me with a stern glare.

  “Oh Grace, he is good in the sack.” I say with a big grin.

  “Well come on, you bailed on me, I want to know how good.” she says pulling me to the sofa.

  I give in, and give Grace all the gory details of last night.

  *****

  Grace has gone, and I finally get to check my phone to see if Jase has text me.

  Sure enough there is a message from him.