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Christina walked off from her latest scene and made her way back to the trailer. Today may have been Thursday but it sure felt like a Monday. Everything that they were filming just wasn't going right. She and Manny both keep fumbling lines. There were about 2 hours left of her day and they are taking their last 15-minute break.
Between her anxiety that was acting up and being irritated over all the misses, all she wanted to do was go home. Sitting back on the couch, she grabbed her phone and sent Jon a text.
“I hope your day is going better than mine.”
She threw her phone on the cushion next to her and let out a sigh. Eyes closed she took a few deep breaths but was startled by the sound of her phone ringing. Knowing exactly who it is, she blindly answers.
“Hello?” she signs.
“What’s going on?” He asked on the other line.
“Just my anxiety is being weird and we all keep fucking up lines. We have 2 hours to finish this scene.”
Jon climbed back in his car, “How much longer do you have?”
“Like 8 Minutes.”
“Okay either I try to help you now, or wait until you get home.”
Christina bit her lip. She knew what he was trying to do, but the state she was in at this moment, was going to take longer than 8 minutes. “Are you home? I don’t have enough time for that now, but the minute I get home, I'm yours.”
Jon smiled, “Heading that way now. I'll see you in a few hours.”
“I love you,” she said standing and walking out of her trailer.
“I love you too.”
Christina walked back onset and walked past Manny, “Come on let's get this over with.”
They both take their places and the director yells action. They begin their scene and the Director yells cut. Christina rolled her eyes and leaned her head against the fake doorway.
“Manny!” he yells.
She was about ready to lose it. Her emotions were high and Manny could tell that she was getting irritated. Before they called action, he ran his hand down her arm.
“Chris, you good?”
That stupid nickname.
“Yeah, just over it today. Can we just get through this scene?” She jabbed.
He nodded and left the conversation at that.
They took their places one last time and rolled through the scene the best that they had all afternoon.
When they were released from set, she made a beeline back to her trailer to pack her things. She wasn't stopping to talk to anyone on the way out and at this point, she didn't really care. She climbed in her car and made her way home. On the verge of a meltdown or an explosion she quickly dialed Jon.
“Hey, you on your way home?” He answered.
“I’ll be there in 15 minutes. I don’t care what you do to me, just do something.”
Jon laughed, “Okay. see you in a bit.”
When the call was over he walked into the kitchen and poured her a glass of bourbon. Walking towards the door, he pulled off his shirt and waited for her in the entry.
He saw her pull in the drive and he could feel himself getting hard at the thought of what was going to happen.
She walked in the front door and threw her things on the floor. She kicked off her shoes and let out a soft moan when she noticed her man waiting for her. There were no words spoken. He walked up to her and handed her the glass. Jon leaned down and latched himself to her neck while she downed it in its entirety.
He grabbed it from her hand and placed it on the table. He spun her around and ripped the buttons open on her blouse. Any other time, she would have been pissed but right at this moment, she didn't care.
He discarded the shirt to the floor and next was her bra. He unclasped the back and added it to the pile. He grabbed hold of her ample breasts and teased her nipples earning a moan. The warm feeling in her lower belly was growing and she could feel the wetness between her legs.
Jon went back to giving her neck attention, while he trailed his hands down to her pants. He quickly unbuttoned her jeans and whispered in her ear, “Take 'em off.”
Soon enough she was completely naked and turned back to face him. His eyes scanned over her body and felt himself straining for release. Dropping to his knees, he hoisted one of her legs on his shoulders. The sweet smell of her drove him wild. He kissed the inside of her thighs inching closer to her center.
Christina leaned back against the door while one hand squeezed her breast and the other found Jon’s hair. “Goddammit, Jon!” She moaned. She was getting antsy and now wasn’t the time for teasing.
“Tell me what you want.”
“Eat my pussy, baby.” She moaned through gritted teeth.
He loved this side of her. He doesn't get to see it often but when he does, he takes full advantage of it.
His tongue slipped through her dripping folds, lapping up all her juices.
“God yes!” She yelled as her head fell back. This is what she wanted. This is what she needed. She just hoped it didn’t end here.
Jon looked up from below and saw the pleasure take over her face. He pulled away and used two fingers to rub her clit in circular motions. The moans that were echoing through the room confirmed he was doing something right.
He slipped his fingers inside her and her right knee went weak. She caught her balance and began thrashing her hips front to back.
“Just like that! I’m gonna come, baby.” She pushed his face harder into her and felt her orgasm peaked. She clamped around his fingers and pinned him between her legs. Luckily, Jon grabbed her other leg to catch her from falling. Both legs hoisted on his shoulders, he watched as she fell apart at the seams.
Once her high died down, he dropped her legs to the floor. He withdrew his fingers and slipped one in his mouth, licking it clean. “You wanna taste?”
She nodded and opened her mouth. He slipped his middle finger in her mouth all the way down her throat. She swirled her tongue around his finger, making sure she got every drop.
He pulled out and roughly kissed her lips. His hands were in her hair and her nails dug into his skin as she pulled him closer.
“Tell me where baby. Tell me where you want me to fuck you.”
“The office. On the desk.”
Jon grinned and let her lead the way. Christina smiled and ran down the hall to their office. He chased after she and she squealed when he caught up to her. The giggle that he heard made him smile. He could tell she was already in a better mood but he wasn’t finished with her.
He pushed her back into their desk and he positioned himself between her legs. She reached down and released him from his pants. She gently stroked him a few times then teased her entrance.
“Baby look at me.” He said with some seriousness in his tone.
She complied.
“Do you remember your safe word?” He asked. This was something they established early on in their relationship. With all the hell she had gone through, Jon wanted to make sure she felt in control at all times.
Christina nodded.
“I need to hear you say it.”
“Lightning.”
He smiled and went back to business. He leaned down to wet her entrance one last time and then pushed himself inside.
Christina wrapped herself around him while he thrust into her. Jon grabbed hold of her hair at the base of her scalp and pulled her head back away from him. There was a steady pace set and their bodies became a sweaty mess. He slowed down his thrusts and then pulled out, turning her over.
She climbed up on the desk and got on her knees. She spread her legs as far apart as the desk would allow and looked back over her shoulder. “Fuck me, Baby.”
He thrust back into her and this time he wasn’t stopping. He reached around and grabbed her breasts and squeezed them hard. She let out a moan at the pain and pleasure it caused.
“God, you feel good on my dick baby.”
Jon wrapped a hand around her neck and pulled her back towards him. Christina’s eyes went wide and her hand flew to him, “Jon, move your hand” she whispered.
He realized what he had done and immediately stopped “shit! Are you okay?”
Christina smiled, “I’m good. It’s okay. Keep going.”
Jon pulled her in for a kiss and slipped himself back inside her. He slipped his hand around the front and gently circled her clit.
“You’re gonna make me come again!”
He knew he was getting close. The feeling of her tightening around him inched him closer and closer to the edge.
Christina fell forward and gripped the edge of the desk. Her mouth agape she let out a loud moan as pure ecstasy whipped through her.
Jon was close behind. He squeezed her butt cheek and then his hand came in contact with it hard. Christina let out a yelp and he did it again. Coming down from her high the sensation was so intense.
“Come inside me, baby.”
“I’m gonna come!” Jon moaned.
She groaned as she felt his hot seed coat her insides. He collapsed against her back slowly pulling out of her. She turned around and sat on the desk pulling him close. They kissed silently for a few minutes until Jon pulled away, “I’m sorry I grabbed you like that. You know I would never hurt you.”
Christina cupped his face, “you didn’t even realize you did it. I know you didn’t mean it.”
“I love you.”
“I love you too.” She whispered, giving him a quick kiss.
“Are you feeling any better?”
Christina nodded, “thank you.”
He helped her down off the desk and playfully smacked her butt, “go get in the shower. I’ll be up in a minute. Just gonna clean this off.”
She smiled and walked down the hall. This man that she has known for so many years, knows her better than she knows herself most days. And that she would not change for anything.