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You had known Tom for two or three years. When you first met you didn’t like each other. More or less, you hated each other. You didn’t know why, he hadn’t done anything bad, he just seemed irritated every time you were around him. And now you should work with him again. Even though you met each other almost every month, all your conversations ended up with screams, cursing and other stuff. Well, this time was harder, you were supposed to play lovers after all. Ridiculous.
Tom didn’t know why he was so annoyed when you were around, but he couldn’t do anything with his temper. He knew that you hated him, somehow. So, you both hated each other and you both weren’t happy of this set. At least it seemed like you weren’t happy.
“Alright, everyone, wait. Tom step closer to her, she won’t bite you, are you an actor or what? After I say, both of you do your job, don’t forget about the kiss!”, you rolled your eyes as director said it. You didn’t like each other, but you were a professional after all. So you just agreed to everything.
“And lights, camera and action”, you heard from behind. Everything went normal until that kiss. The problem was that you didn’t want to stop for some reason. You stopped, well, both of you, after the director almost yelled that that was enough. “Alright, everyone, have a break for thirty minutes. You two”, he said pointing at you and Tom. “Relax, don’t be that stressful”, you just nodded.
“We should discuss the scenario, upcoming scenes”, said Tom when you were going to your trailer.
“I bet we do, huh”, you didn’t even look at him, still embarrassed because of the situation. What the hell was that? It didn’t seem like it was normal actions, professional actions. Not only from your side, from his too.
“Come on, we have a thirty minutes break not to sit without doing something. He usually gives us about five minutes and that’s all”, you knew he was right, but you didn’t want to admit it. And you were a professional, as you said it to yourself like hundred times today.
“Yes, let’s go. Yours or mine?”, so polite, you thought.
“Mine”, you simply followed him, not wanting to argue anymore. As soon as you reached the trailer he started talking.
“What was that?”, he asked, looking right into your eyes. You were close to each other, he started speaking right after you slammed the door.
“What do you mean? That was work”, you answered. Thanks god for makeup, you felt how your cheeks turned red.
“That wasn’t just work”, he was angry, but why? What was the reason? You couldn’t say exactly.
“You didn’t stop when we were filming the kissing scene”, oh, you got why he was angry.
“You messed up, no, you fucked up. It didn’t suppose to be like that, why the fuck didn’t you stop?”, you weren’t sure why you were yelling. You hated him, kinda, but it was something different. You couldn’t say what though.
“I didn’t, you cannot talk to me in that voice”, he said, stepping closer to you.
“Why is that? Because you’re what, older? Smarter? Longer in this career?”, you stepped closer too, there were inches between you.
“Yes. And it was you who fucked up, not me, obviously. I wouldn’t not have done a mistake like this one”, he stepped closer. God, how there was any more space?
“You wouldn’t, of course. Say less. It wasn’t me who slipped the tongue inside me”, closer.
“That wasn’t me who melted like an ice cube onto that table you were sitting on”, he said quieter, almost whispering, but still heatedly. You did a step back, he did a step forward.
“I didn’t go down to my neck”, back-forward, again. You were pressed to the door in that moment. You couldn’t help your desire to look at him. He was so tall right next to you, how hadn’t you noticed before?
“And I didn’t moan because of that”, he stepped forward. Your chest were pressed to his, you felt his breath on your face. You looked at his lips. Just once, accidentally. He noticed, you could say that as you looked back in his eyes. You could see passion in his eyes, the desire. And then, he kissed you. Or you kissed him, you weren’t sure. You were desperate, kissing each other until you lost you breath.
“I thought you hate me”, said he as he tried to touch you through your dress.
“I thought you hate me”, you pulled his hair a little, so you could reach his neck. Well, you found his spot as he moaned after your touch. He never answered. Instead, he turned you to undress you. You pulled your hips to his, barely touching him.
“Not yet”, said he and spanked you through the clothes.
“Do it again”, you said quietly. Tom continued undressing you, his hands were focused on that stupid dress that you were wearing because of filming. Buttons and zippers all over your needy body annoyed Tom. He could’ve just push it up and fuck your, but he wanted to feel you. All of you. You didn’t have much time because it was supposed to be an usual break, not like this.
“What?”, he said desperately and tiredly as he undid the last button. After that he was reckless. The feeling of your naked body overwhelmed him, his breathing was hard and hot, you could sense it on the back of your neck. A little moan escaped your lips as he cupped your breast and started torturing your nipple.
“I said do it again”, you practically moaned while his hand moved lower to your already wet core.
“You naughty little girl, you like being punished”, he said in a deep voice that turned you on even more. So he spanked you, you yelped because of the feeling. Without the dress everything felt more sensual. Touches, breathings - everything.
“Be quite, darling, no one supposed to know what is going on here, you know that”, you yelped, aching your back to him, you ass now was pressed to his hips, you could feel his already hard cock pressed to it. One of his hand was playing with your nipple, the other exploring your covered by panties core. He rubbed little circles, pressing his fingers gently, barely touching you. It was a sweet torture, but you wanted more, you needed it.
“Please, Tom, give it to me”, you said, leaning back more. His touches became harder, he wasn’t that gentle anymore, rubbing circles. You sighted when he ripped your panties apart.
“Fuck, Tom, why should you destroy it?”, your voice was high, but you closed your mouth as he slid one of his finger into you. You gasped, speechless, you couldn’t say a word but moan.
“I thought you asked to give it to you”, he began moving his finger harder, rougher.
“So, I decided to give it in a quickly way. Maybe you don’t like it and I should stop, huh?”, with that he slipped his finger out of you, making you clenching around nothing but air. You moaned disappointedly and received another spank from him.
“No, please”, you gasped. You needed it, it seemed like hours have passed.
“What do you want?”, he smashed you to the wall of his trailer, making you grab everything that covered them: paintings, cards, awards - any stuff just not to fall.
“More”, you squished as he returned his fingers to your naked clit.
“Use your words”, you couldn’t see his face but you know that he wanted to finally take you.
“Fuck me, touch me, claim me, anything, I’m begging you, please. I can’t wait any longer, just do something, please, sir”, you heard his breath disturbed for seconds as you said the last word.
“I love seeing so strong woman begging for my touch. How desperate are you, darling? What would you do for me to at least touch you?”, you didn’t answer because you knew that he temped you, so you moved your ass to his cock and began moving against him. He growled, pulled you closer to him as you moved you hands behind and began stroking his dick beyond his trousers. Why the hell was he still clothed? You found zipper and put them off, finally being able to touch him. You could say that he liked it but he didn’t like you being such in control.
“Enough”, you could feel soft material wrapping your arms behind you back, so you wouldn’t be able to use them. At least you freed his cock and could feel it against your ass. Damn it, his cock was big. Without warning he slid three fingers into you, loud moan escaped your lips. His other hand covered your mouth as he moved his fingers in and out, touching the most sensitive spot inside of you, his thumb rubbed your clit so nicely so you couldn’t hold your screams. “Ride my fingers, darling, use them as your toy”, he said slipping them in and out. Fuck that long fingers. Even with his hand covered you mouth you knew that anyone who was close enough to the trailer could’ve heard you. In thar moment both of you didn’t care. You were on the edge, moaning against his hand. You were close and you knew he could feel it.
“Now I want you to be a good girl and cum all over my fingers. Come on girl, you deserved it. But be quiet”, you didn’t understand what that meant until he moved his hand from your mouth to your neck, choking you a bit. You liked it. He moved his fingers extremely fast, his hand was working all over your pussy - from the entrance to the clit. With few more thrusts you came with his name on your lips, aching your back. That was the best orgasm in your life. For that moment. You looked in the mirror in the moment of your release. Your cheek was pressed against the wall, hands tied, breast touching the wall too, making your nipples sensual because of feeling of the cold metal.
Tom was hot breathing hardly behind you. You didn’t want that to stop, so you turned around to face him. It took you second to kneel before him, your hands still tied behind your back. You headed up, looking at him as he sucked his fingers covered in your arousal. You moaned at the look, but continued what you wanted to do. You didn’t need to work with your hands now though. With a sigh you took his red and hard cock in your mouth, well, only the tip of it, licking the pre-cum. He growled, trying to push himself deeper. You allowed him, he took you hair and pulled himself down to your throat. You could feel how wet you became again, juices dripping down to your thighs. Tom continued pounding into you, his movements became rougher and faster. He pulled in all of his length and stop, holding you in this position. You were moaning, making him ache his head back and growl. Tears were all over your face, tearing the professional makeup apart. After few more seconds he pulled himself out of you but only to do the same two more times.
“You like being used, such desperate for my cock. Where all this hate you had for years, darling?”, his thrusts were fast and deep, he hold your head, your hands were tied, you couldn’t do anything. Even your vision was blurred because of tears in your eyes. Meanwhile, you could make him cum. You sucked it better now, using your tongue every time he thrust deep into you. You licked it from the top, doing inappropriate things with your tongue, moaning as sweet as you could. With that he released all over your throat, making you swallow every single drop. He pulled himself out, looking down at you as you licked your lips.
“Did you like it, Thomas?”, you said with an innocent smile on your face, trying to avoid pulse in your core. You needed his cock inside of you, but you didn’t want to show it to him. Not yet. You still were on your knees, looking at him. He didn’t answer you. Instead, he took you from the ground, leading you to the table. He lid you on it, almost aggressively. Somehow, you were curious about what is going to happen next.
“You little girl, you are desperate of my cock. I can see your body trembling without me. You want me, just admit it”, he said in a husky voice. You relief one little sigh as he put his dick in your entrance. You tried to pull your hips back, but he didn’t appreciate the idea of your dominance in any way.
“Don’t be upset, but I am in charge here”, he pulled the tip of his cock inside of you, teasing you, making you begging for him to enter.
“I thought we don’t have enough time”, you said, trying to sound persuasively.
“We play the main characters, they won’t start without us anyway”, he was pulling himself in and out, still not using the whole length. You were sure that he wanted to take you as much as you wanted him to take you, but for some reason, probably because of his stubbornness, he didn’t please you and him at the same time.
You didn’t know how long he did it to you, it couldn’t be long time because you were technically on set. Suddenly, he buried his cock inside of you, deeply, and started pounding into you, practically pushing you into the table. Everything was shaking as he thrusted into you, his breath was hard and hot, you could feel it as he bent over you, you tried not to moan that loud, so nobody could hear you. One of his hand choked you a little, other slid to your clit, circling it slowly. You whimpered, pulling yourself back, making him pound deeper in you. Maybe he decided stop teasing you because there were no more begging. Both of you just needed to release. After few more deep and hard thrusts you could tell you were close. And he was too. He rubbed your clit almost violently, whispering something but you couldn’t understand because of his low and breathless voice.
“I’m close, please”, you cried as he continued fucking you hard. “Please, Tom, I need it, please, let me cum”, he didn’t exactly tell you that you were not allowed, but something inside you told you that it would be a good idea. He growled behind you, practically moaned - that took you more to the edge.
“You are a good girl, I see. Well, cum to me, cum to your sir. Cum all over my cock, but don’t be that loud. It’s not right time to scream because of pleasure, maybe next time… Without all of the crew on the outside”, it was enough for you to cum, your body was trembling, you were repeating his name like a prayer, like it was the only word you knew. In a few thrusts he came too, squeezing your hips hardly as he stepped over the edge. You were sure there will be marks on your skin after his strong hands.
After a while he pulled himself out of you, holding you carefully, helping you after your orgasm.
“Do you still hate me, dearie?”, he asked, helping you to dress. You cursed all costumiers that gave you that garb.
“Maybe I hate you less now. And hey, Tom, what did you tell about next time? I guess, I didn’t get it”, you were waiting for him to fix his hair.
“Oh, once you’ll see”, he said with a smirk on his face, looking on you to see your reaction to his words.
“Can’t wait, sir”, he almost choked on his water, it was your time to smirk now.
“Don’t be that surprised. We should go on set, by the way”, you opened the door.
“I bet you still sensitive after what I’ve done to you. Tell me if I’m wrong”, he said as you walked back on stage.
“Maybe you’ll have a chance to find out after we finish today”, you winked. “Maybe not, but you know what?”
“What?”, he was interested.
“ I certainly hate you less. Come on, we should work”, he stopped behind you. You were good and you knew that. He was astonished and you knew that. And you knew that tonight is going to be as good as that break.