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them drop on the floor.

His mouth pulls away from mine for second, just long enough for me to drink in the dark and dangerous expression on his face.

And then he grasps each of my thighs roughly, and forces them wide apart.

I blink as my legs open to him, stretched to the brink of their flexibility.

“I like that I can open you so wide to me,” he says. “And that you’re so wet.” Then his eyes are on mine, as he unzips his fly and frees himself.

With his eyes locked on me, I can’t see what he’s doing, but I like the hardness of him pressed between my legs. I hear a foil packet tear open and feel the movements of his hand rolling on a condom.

My eyes half-close, dizzy with the pleasure and animation of him.

“I’m going to take you hard,” he says.

Then his hands grip hard into my buttocks, and I gasp.

I feel him poised to enter me, and he pauses there, teasing me.

In the next moment, he slams me towards him, entering me fully. I let out a loud moan as his body thuds hard into me, building speed.

At this angle, he can enter me as fully as he likes. And he uses his hips to hammer his length deep inside me.

“Arrgh!” I tip my head back as his body jolts mine back and forth on the desk. His pace is increasing, and his hold on my buttocks tightens as he slams into me.

“Oh God, Issy!” he moans, reaching up a hand and knotting it into the hair at the base of my head. He grips it, securing my head tightly in his fingers, and forces my gaze straight into his smouldering eyes.

“Open your mouth,” he commands.

I let my lips part a fraction, and he forces his thumb inside my mouth. Then he pulls it out and moves it down to my clitoris.

“Oh! James!”

The feeling of his slow delicious movements there are too much to bear. I feel myself buck and twitch as he keeps up the steady, tantalising stroking.

“Come for me,” he whispers, slowing the pace of his thrusts. “I want us to come at the same time.”

I feel my thighs beginning to shake as the stroking begins to lift me towards orgasm. And then my mouth seeks his as the first shuddering wave crashes over me.

“Oh God,” murmurs James, his words half lost as he kisses my mouth. “I can feel you, Issy. I’m coming.”

He lets out a loud moan, and I feel him come as I reach my peak.

We cling to one another as the molten pleasure cascades. For a long moment, the hotel room fades away, and there is nothing but us. Nothing but the white hot world we’ve created. And then we’re gasping, sweating in one another’s arms.

“That was incredible,” whispers James, holding me tight and murmuring into my ear. “You are unbelievable, Issy.”

“So are you,” I say shyly.

I feel James’s mouth move into a smile by my ear. “I don’t know about that,” he says. “But behind every good man is a good woman.”

I laugh, and he lifts me up off the desk and carries me across the room.

“Now,” he says, his eyes setting to a more serious expression, “I have a slight professional dilemma, Ms Green.”

“And what is that?”

He sets me carefully down on the bed.

“If I had my way,” he says, “I would have you so many more times tonight that you would be tired tomorrow.”

“I see.”

“And, as you know, tomorrow is a big day for you. Your first shots on location.”

“Yes.”

James settles down next to me, so we are both stretched out. Then he moves my hand across to his groin.

“But as you can see,” he says, “I’m a man with particular needs, where you’re concerned.”

I can feel him growing hard beneath my touch already.

“Mr Berkeley,” I say, “you’re insatiable.”

He leans across and tugs my earlobe gently with his teeth.

“Only where you’re concerned,” he says. “Issy, you’ve given me a new interest.”

“Why is that?”

“Because you’ve shown me how to make love,” he says. He sounds almost apologetic. I turn to look into his green eyes.

“I’m glad you liked it,” I say shyly.

James gives me a wicked grin. “You might not be so glad tomorrow,” he says. “All that kinky stuff, Issy, I love doing that with you.”

I turn away, so he can’t see me blushing.

“But making love to you…” He leaves a long pause. “I just want to do that all day, every day.”

He tilts my face back, so I’m looking into his eyes again.

“Me too,” I admit.

“But you like the other stuff too?”

He’s holding my face, so I can’t look away. I feel my cheeks burning.

“Yes,” I admit. “I do.”

He turns his face to look up at the ceiling, considering this.

“Good,” he says eventually.

My hand is still on his groin, and the growing hardness is unmistakable. I flex my fingers gently, and he moans.

Then he rolls over and takes me in a deep kiss.

“I’ll have to ration myself,” he murmurs, smiling at me.

“Really?” I raise my eyebrows. “What rationing did you have in mind?”

“Bedtime in two hours, no arguments,” he says.

“And what if I decide we should stay up later?”

James fixes me with a rakish grin. “Are you suggesting disobedience, Isabella?”

“Maybe.”

“Then perhaps you should be a little more careful.”

“Why is that?”

“Because I still have the riding crop.”

Chapter 15

James kisses my sleeping face awake whilst it’s still dark. And I blink my eyes open in confusion.

“Is it time to get up?”

“Shhh. No. I have to be on set now. You take a few more hours in bed.”

I squint at him groggily.

“You’re going now?”

James kisses my face again. “Yes. I just couldn’t resist kissing you goodbye.”

He taps a clock by the bed. “I’ve set your alarm. Cast are due on set at 6am. There’ll be a bus waiting to take you, outside the hotel.”

“Ok.”

“The shoot starts too early for breakfast in the hotel,” he adds, “but I’ve arranged food to be on location when you all arrive.”

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