"Do you wish to submit?"

His words dragged her from her fantasy, and she snapped her eyes open. Wes folded his arms, blocking the light from the set lamp. "Carrie?"

Holy shit. He'd used her real name. Her mouth opened and closed twice before she finally managed to say something.

"Sorry. No one -- no one uses my real name around here." She fumbled to her feet, then stuck out her hand. "Nice to meet you."

Wes smiled, the dimple on his cheek deepening. He tugged her tight to his chest, almost like they were being filmed, but with more emotion. "Do you know how long I've waited to catch you between movies?"

She reeled. "I didn't think you'd noticed me." She glanced up at him. He'd been fantastic to watch on the screen, but being with him in person trumped any movie. What would it feel like to have those whiskers abrading her inner thighs? What about his ropes around her wrists? She shivered and continued to stare at him.

"For now I'll use your real name. We need to talk -- not as adult stars but as regular people." He settled on her chair, then tugged her onto his lap. Wes used his middle finger to tuck a lock of her hair behind her ear. His touch brought on another round of shivers. For a moment, she almost believed he cared about her as a person.

"I'm listening." She fought the urge to touch him. "What's up?"

"I've made plenty of movies in my time and I'm just about done, but there's one last person I want to work with." He smoothed his fingers down her cheek. "You."

* * *

Wes fixed his gaze on hers. Everything hinged on Jinx's answer. Green flecks sparkled amongst the brown and honey hues in her hazel eyes. He wanted to please her. So odd since his ex, Denae, had ripped his heart in half. Women didn't affect him. They were there to help him make money; there as a hole. He swore he'd never get involved with another woman. Swore he'd keep his emotions in check while he worked.

Then he noticed Jinx. All legs and gorgeous huge breasts... She embodied his fantasy girl. And the way she fucked? Holy shit. He'd never used her in a picture, but he'd seen plenty of her work. Watching her come apart in the full bloom of orgasm brought him to climax. No one did that -- except her.

"My final picture is going to be a bondage flick, complete with spanking and toys. Double penetration if you're up for it, but you have to accept the challenge." He swiped his thumb across her bottom lip. "I know you do bondage movies. It's good work."

Jinx parted her ruby red lips and sucked on his thumb, rolling her tongue around his digit. The move turned his senses inside out. His cock responded in kind, nudging into the lower swell of her thigh. Her blonde hair spilled over her shoulders in thick curls, and he longed to run his fingers through them while he fucked her from behind.
"What do you say, Carrie?"