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until I say so.”
He positioned
himself between her thighs and drove into her in one fluid motion.
Doris gasped in pleasure, lost in the moment.
Lost to
him …
She wrapped her
legs around his lower back, urging him in deeper. She could feel
his hesitance, he was holding back.
“Please,” she
whimpered, aching to claw his back and encourage him to go deeper
and harder, but of course, she couldn’t.
He stared down
at her, propped up by one hand. His blue eyes were black with lust
and bore into her very soul. With his free hand he stroked her hair
off her forehead.
“So beautiful,”
he murmured, smothering her mouth with his.
A hand snaked
between her legs and expertly massaged her clit as he thrust gently
in and out of her. She could feel herself teetering once more on
the edge of orgasm, and she moaned softly.
A few more
flicks of his fingers on her lust-hardened clit and she was coming.
At last, Curt let himself go. He slammed into her as the orgasm
pulsed through her. She screamed out her pleasure, never wanting
the moment to end.
“I love you,”
she sobbed, bucking her hips against his. “I love you so much.”
Alas, end it
did, and grim reality slapped her full in the face.
Oh my God, I
can’t believe I just said that…
Curt untied her
hands without saying a word and once she was free she sat up,
cradling her cold, almost asleep hands to her chest.
“I have to
shower,” he said gruffly.
Doris’s head
spun with his sudden change of mood. Mere seconds ago he had been
making love to her like she was the only thing in the world that
mattered to him, and now he was totally cold and emotionless. He
left her sitting there without so much as a backwards glance and
shut the bathroom door behind himself.
Immediately she
heard the hiss of the shower and she stared at the closed door in
disbelief.
What the
hell just happened there, she thought. He’s just using you
for sex, that’s what. Why did I say I loved him? I’ve just totally
humiliated myself.
Doris bit down
the tears. She hadn’t expected him to say ‘I love you’ back, or
anything, but even a ‘thank you’ or, ‘how was that for you’ would
have been nice.
Curt didn’t
care about her, that was blatantly obvious. With tears stinging her
eyes, she fumbled around for her clothes.
It took her a
matter of seconds to get dressed. It wasn’t like she had to pack,
so she slipped out the room while the shower was still running.
Sod Curt
Gunner. I hope I never have to see him again for as long as I live.
Because my heart can’t take it ….
Tears stung her
eyes as she made her escape.
CHAPTER
FIVE
Curt didn’t see
Dahlia until the day they were due to start filming. Most of the
action scenes for ‘Death Car’ were to be filmed on a disused
industrial estate on the outskirts of London. The crew had set up
camp here for the next week and lots of people busied themselves
rigging up complicated lighting and cameras on tracks and the like.
He saw her before she saw him and his stomach instantly contracted
in an unbidden onslaught of nerves.
Come on, man.
What the hell is with you?
Ever since she
had walked out on him in the hotel room, he had been a mess,
fluctuating between indignant anger, hurt and back again. He was
losing his head over a woman and he didn’t like it one bit. If only
she knew that he absconded into the bathroom because he had been
choked up. He had never felt such strong emotions during sex before
and it had scared him shitless. He had only gone into the shower to
get his head together for a moment, and when he had come out she
had been gone. Her mobile phone had been constantly switched off,
and her London address which he had found out through devious
means, was empty. He just didn’t understand it. It was like she had
disappeared off the face of the earth, only to reappear now on his
film-set.
He loved her
too, of course he did, the realisation had just knocked him for six
and it had taken
He positioned
himself between her thighs and drove into her in one fluid motion.
Doris gasped in pleasure, lost in the moment.
Lost to
him …
She wrapped her
legs around his lower back, urging him in deeper. She could feel
his hesitance, he was holding back.
“Please,” she
whimpered, aching to claw his back and encourage him to go deeper
and harder, but of course, she couldn’t.
He stared down
at her, propped up by one hand. His blue eyes were black with lust
and bore into her very soul. With his free hand he stroked her hair
off her forehead.
“So beautiful,”
he murmured, smothering her mouth with his.
A hand snaked
between her legs and expertly massaged her clit as he thrust gently
in and out of her. She could feel herself teetering once more on
the edge of orgasm, and she moaned softly.
A few more
flicks of his fingers on her lust-hardened clit and she was coming.
At last, Curt let himself go. He slammed into her as the orgasm
pulsed through her. She screamed out her pleasure, never wanting
the moment to end.
“I love you,”
she sobbed, bucking her hips against his. “I love you so much.”
Alas, end it
did, and grim reality slapped her full in the face.
Oh my God, I
can’t believe I just said that…
Curt untied her
hands without saying a word and once she was free she sat up,
cradling her cold, almost asleep hands to her chest.
“I have to
shower,” he said gruffly.
Doris’s head
spun with his sudden change of mood. Mere seconds ago he had been
making love to her like she was the only thing in the world that
mattered to him, and now he was totally cold and emotionless. He
left her sitting there without so much as a backwards glance and
shut the bathroom door behind himself.
Immediately she
heard the hiss of the shower and she stared at the closed door in
disbelief.
What the
hell just happened there, she thought. He’s just using you
for sex, that’s what. Why did I say I loved him? I’ve just totally
humiliated myself.
Doris bit down
the tears. She hadn’t expected him to say ‘I love you’ back, or
anything, but even a ‘thank you’ or, ‘how was that for you’ would
have been nice.
Curt didn’t
care about her, that was blatantly obvious. With tears stinging her
eyes, she fumbled around for her clothes.
It took her a
matter of seconds to get dressed. It wasn’t like she had to pack,
so she slipped out the room while the shower was still running.
Sod Curt
Gunner. I hope I never have to see him again for as long as I live.
Because my heart can’t take it ….
Tears stung her
eyes as she made her escape.
CHAPTER
FIVE
Curt didn’t see
Dahlia until the day they were due to start filming. Most of the
action scenes for ‘Death Car’ were to be filmed on a disused
industrial estate on the outskirts of London. The crew had set up
camp here for the next week and lots of people busied themselves
rigging up complicated lighting and cameras on tracks and the like.
He saw her before she saw him and his stomach instantly contracted
in an unbidden onslaught of nerves.
Come on, man.
What the hell is with you?
Ever since she
had walked out on him in the hotel room, he had been a mess,
fluctuating between indignant anger, hurt and back again. He was
losing his head over a woman and he didn’t like it one bit. If only
she knew that he absconded into the bathroom because he had been
choked up. He had never felt such strong emotions during sex before
and it had scared him shitless. He had only gone into the shower to
get his head together for a moment, and when he had come out she
had been gone. Her mobile phone had been constantly switched off,
and her London address which he had found out through devious
means, was empty. He just didn’t understand it. It was like she had
disappeared off the face of the earth, only to reappear now on his
film-set.
He loved her
too, of course he did, the realisation had just knocked him for six
and it had taken
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