Leave me your coments.

BirdsandStars

Christian opens the door and takes my hand in his as we walk to the film set. I can see how everyone is looking at us. Or rather, as they look at our joined hands. When we get to the set after going through costumes and makeup, we walk towards Grace.

—It's about time they got here. —she tells us as she looks at our hands together.

—Do you both know what you're doing?

—Perfectly. —Christian answers as he smiles at me and gives me a knowing look.

—All right, I hope you've rehearsed and this won't affect the filming.—she says as she turns around. —We start in five minutes. — and she goes over to one of the cameramen.

I sit down in my chair and take the script to have a look at what we'll be shooting today. Last night I didn't have time for anything.

—You won't need to study the script for today, Ana. —he whispers in my ear.

—I need to go over the lines, Christian, I can't always improvise. —I'll answer it while I look for the page of the scene we're shooting today before we're called to the set.

Unfortunately for me, we'll start with an intense scene. I go over the lines and they quickly become engraved in my memory. It's not the first time I've read them, so it's easier. I close the script. I see Jolinne in the distance talking to Grace. I had forgotten that she was going to be here today. I can't believe she going to see what we're going to film.

—You don't have to worry about her. —Christian says to me, getting my attention.

I turn to him.

—I'm not. She's already proved she's a good friend of yours.

—But yet you seem restless and worried.

—Like not to be. We're going to shoot a sex scene. —he comes over to whisper in my ear.

—I thought you were excited to be seen having sex.

And I quickly feel my body starting to react to his words.

—It's different. —I tell him by looking him straight in the eyes.

—Why, because you know we had something. —Christian takes my face in his hands. —Remember that I love you. —he says, giving me a smile.

—I'll try to keep it in mind while my co-star seduces me. —I tell him in a whisper as I bring my lips to his. —He's very skilled at getting you to do something you've never done before.

—Don't do anything I wouldn't do. —he says to me as he steals a quick kiss from me.

At that moment they call us to the set and we get up. Luckily I only have to say a few lines, which I know. Although I also know that Christian has the power to make me forget even the simplest of lines.

— " Everyone to their posts "

I walk over to my desk and sit down. They're touching up my makeup.

—"Silence on the set."

—Scene 190, take 1, "Action"

I start going over the exams and lose track of time. Someone knocks on the door and I look over there. I see Max behind the viewfinder.

He doesn't come in.

It's been several weeks since we last saw each other. Since I left him for his secrets and lies. He looks at me begging behind the glass. And I know I won't be able to hold back much longer. I signal him to come in.

A few seconds later I have him sitting at a desk in front of me.

—What are you doing here? —I tell him as I continue to review the exams. —What do you want? —I don't pay attention to the exams anymore.

—To talk.

—There's nothing to talk about, Max.

—I'm not married, Elizabeth. —I stop looking at the exams and look up at him.

—Should I congratulate you on your divorce? —I ask him with an eyebrow.

—I'm not divorced either. The marriage was just a cover for an undercover investigation we'd been conducting for several years. —I'm just looking at him as he continues.

—I had to look legal in the eyes of everyone, so, in the eyes of everyone, I'm officially divorced. —he says to me with a slight smile.

—Why you didn't explain it to me two weeks ago.

—I couldn't do that. I tried, but I needed permission to tell you everything.

—That doesn't change the fact that you lied to me again when you promised not to. —I tell him while a few tears slide down my cheek.

At which point he gets up, turns the desk over and bends over in front of me. He takes my face in his hands and lifts it up.

— I'm not asking you to come back to me. —he says to me as he wipes my tears with his fingers. — I just want you to forgive me for not being able to keep the promises I made to you.

I remain silent as I lose myself in his gaze. And then he lets go of my face and gets up from the ground. I don't miss any of his movements as he walks towards the door. He turns to me before he opens it.

—I won't make any more promises I can't keep. —he says to me as he grabs the doorknob in his hand.

—Max! —I call out to him as I get up and walk towards him.

He turns to me.

—You hurt me so much.

—I'm sorry, Elizabeth, but... —I put a finger to his lips to silence him.

—I can't promise that everything will go back to the way it was. But I can't stay away from you any longer. —I tell him as I drop my hand from his lips. —I've never stopped loving you and I don't think my feelings will change so quickly. —he holds my hands in his.

—I haven't stopped thinking about you either, Elizabeth. I cannot live without you. I love you. You're the only one in my life.

And in that instant he surprises me by joining his lips to mine. I'm never going to get tired from kissing him, from feeling our bodies fit together perfectly. As we belong to each other. One of his hands clings to my waist while the other one clings to the back of my neck. I tangle mine and pull slightly on his hair as he moves with me until I'm cornered against the wall by the door.

— "Cut"

Christian and I stopped kissing, but our bodies are still attached. Grace comes over to us.

—I want to see in that kiss the repressed desires of two lovers who've been apart for two weeks. —she tells us while we nod. —We start where we left off. —Grace leaves and Christian smiles at me.

—I don't know about two weeks, but I know what a week away from you feels like.

—I think we need to focus on that. —I tell him with a smile.

— "All set."

—Scene 190, take 2, "Action"

Every second that we kiss increases the desperation in our kiss. It's been two weeks without touching us, without feeling his body next to mine. And after all the speech I just gave him, I know that not half of it is true. I can't imagine one more second without feeling his body. He squeezes me against the wall, I can feel his erection behind the jeans. His hands go down my body, he caresses one of my breasts on his way down to cradle my buttocks and lets out a moan against my lips. He puts one hand under my dress, and brings it up to my wet panties by his caresses. He pulls it aside and slips a finger inside me, making me moan. But then he separates his lips from mine, pulls the finger out of my interior and rests his arms on either side of my body.

—We better stop. —he says to me, breathing fast as I do. —We're at your place of work, I don't think it's right.

I look at him raising an eyebrow.

—You're right, it is my workplace, but I haven't stopped you. —I tell him as he looks at me squinting.

—Someone may discover us and you'll be expelled for sure. —he says to me as he starts to kiss my neck.

—Not if you hurry. —I tell him as I direct my hands to the dress and quickly get rid of the panties.

He doesn't think about it again. He pulls off his jeans and puts them down with his boxer shorts before he sticks to me. His gaze is fixed on mine. He pulls up the dress and one of my legs quickly entangles his waist. I can feel his erection throbbing against my sex. He squeezes more against me and gets inside me in one movement. I let out a groan.

—Hold on tight baby. —he says to me before he lift my other leg.

I'm already holding on tightly to his neck when he carries me and starts moving against me. Quickly I have his mouth over mine containing the moans that escape desperately and uncontrollably from our lips. And as desperately as he moves inside me my walls tighten around his limb. I feel as if he fills me completely when I let myself go biting his lips. I can feel his heart beating frantically against my chest.

—This has been... too fast for what I would have wished. —he says to me, laughing against my neck.

—Think you can get me down, I don't want to be surprised like this.—I say to him as he quickly lowers me and quickly pulls up his boxer shorts.

I return the underwear to its place and arrange my dress while he looks at me laughing.

—I don't know what's so funny, but I need to finish going over these exams. —I tell him as I go back to my desk and sit down.

—Can I wait for you? —he asks as he sits back down at a desk.

—Do you think you can restrain yourself?—I ask him as he looks at me with a smile.

—I'll try.

—"Cut."

The set lights come on quickly leaving me momentarily blind. But when I regain my vision I can see Jolinne coming towards us and Grace beside her.

—It's been a very intense scene. —Jolinne says with a smile as she looks at us both alternately. —I see that they made some modifications to the book, but I like the result.

—I liked it too. —Christian says as he looks at me sideways.

I know he doesn't mean how the scene turned out, but rather the orgasm we just experienced, which I imagine no one suspects.

—Then we'll continue with the filming, change your clothes for the photo session. —Grace tells us as we both get up and leave the set for the dressing room.

When I meet Christian again, I'm wearing a short, dark blue dress while he's wearing a suit and tie with his hair in a mess. I walk up to him and smile at him.

—You look like you just fucked. —I say very quietly to him, approaching him so that no one can hear us.

—Don't tell anyone, I just did. —he says to me as he wraps one hand around my waist and leads me to where they're waiting for us for the photo session.

We'll do the photo shoot in Max's office. Jolinne is sitting behind the desk. She's got some glasses on, and she's pretending to write on a piece of paper while she's having her picture taken.

—They're already here! —says Grace as the photographer stops.

We walk to a stop with Grace and the photographer.

—We're going to take some pictures of the three of you together and then some of you alone.

Christian and I nod as we walk to the desk.

—Anastasia sits down on the desk, by the narrow end. —Grace says to me while I do what I'm told without hesitation.

Jolinne continues to sit there, and as soon as I sit down on the table we exchange a knowing smile.

—Christian stands between her legs and puts his hands on her upper thighs.

Christian walks in my direction. As soon as his hands touch my thighs I shake and he smiles.

—Very good. —I take my eyes off him and direct them towards the photographer and Grace. —Now as Joey pretends to write, you two look at each other passionately.

I look back at Christian. And he looks at me seductively. I don't understand how he does it.

—Anastasia, don't frown, relax. —Grace yells at me.

—Think about sex. —Christian whispers, gluing his forehead to mine.

And I lose myself in his gaze as I do what he asked. Well, not exactly that. I think about him, naked, and everything I'd like to do to him right now.

—Okay, okay, hold that position. —the photographer yells as he starts shooting at us. —Raise one hand up her body to her neck and expose her neck for your mouth, but don't kiss her.

Christian begins to raise his hand in front of the camera up my body, slightly brushing my breast in its path. He grabs me by the neck as he throws my head back and places his thumb under my chin. I feel his breath against my neck as I half open my lips in excitement.

—Perfect! —he shouts as he continues to shoot incessantly. —Lay her down on the table and kiss her neck.

And Christian wastes no time. He lays me down on the table and I quickly have his lips against my neck kissing my skin, but he doesn't stay there. His kiss begins to slowly climb up my cheek until I have him in front of me staring at me. I lose myself in his gaze as he slowly brings his lips closer to mine. As soon as his lips touch mine I forget everything as usual. I raise one of my legs and press it against his buttocks while letting out a slight moan against his lips.

—That was damn sexy and daring! —shouts the photographer.

Christian stops kissing me, pulls me back and sits me on the table while I hide my face in his chest. I can see how Jolinne looks at me laughing her head off.

—I never imagined that you would be so affected by his presence. —she says in a whisper.

—Every time he does, I forget that we are not alone. —I confess to her with a shy smile.

Christian holds me to his chest as I feel the steps in our direction. I get off his chest and turn to Grace and the photographer who are approaching us.

—I think that will be enough, let's go back to the set to continue filming.

Christian holds my hand as he helps me off the table. He intertwines his fingers with mine, smiles at me and we head back to the set for the rest of the day's shooting.