Savage Unapologetic(43)

My eyes accusingly glared at the Styrofoam coffee cup sitting on the matte table, partially blaming it for my severe stress.

I had taken a bath, polishing and scrubbing every inch of my body. I had incessantly brushed my teeth three times and gargled about every thirty minutes or so. They did say first expression lasts, and I intended for my first onscreen kiss with Juan to be faultless.

I was restless, pacing to and fro in the little space of my trailer, until it was time to come out of my hiding. From that moment on, I shut my mind off and thought of Andy Fuller and how passionately she felt for Enrique, her ex-husband's brother. And how after her bitter divorce, she never thought he'd be the man who could make her blood run so hot like Enrique had aroused from her.



       
         
       
        

Upon entering the small threshold of the Spanish colonial bungalow Andy was renting for the next few months, I was immediately greeted by Cora and a few crewmembers. They then led me to the living room where everything was to take place. And there was Juan, joking around with the cameramen as he drank a glass of something alcoholic in his other hand. His eyes zoomed in on me the moment I came into view.

I swallowed what little saliva I had left before I disengaged from his feral gaze. If my heart sped any faster, I'd have a heart attack.

Lock it down, Cara, I tried to reprimand myself to no avail.

My senses seized me as I tried to appear unfazed while an unnamed woman made sure my hair was primed for the shoot. There was another who retouched the bronzer around my breast area, making sure that everything would be enticing to the man who was about to seduce me.

I thought I had a grip on my angst, but the second I saw Juan stride towards me with that untamed expression on his face, I immediately became out of breath.

Why was I reacting like some unexperienced virgin? This isn't real, you idiot! Get that through your head, for fuck's sake, before you embarrass yourself!

"Are you feeling okay? You look more than nervous," Juan whispered close to me the second the ladies wandered off.

I wasn't naked yet, but with only a terry robe to cover my decency, his untamed look made me feel as though I were already naked, standing next to him, exposed to his savage scrutiny. It was in the way he was looking at me, as if it was already caressing me. Not only did I find that disconcerting, I was also taken aback by my body's unashamed response. It was doing things to me, things I didn't deem to name.

I began to frown, drawing my attention elsewhere, concentrating my sight on the lighting crew. I licked my lips as I severely shook my head in denial.

"I'm fine. I just got off a call  …  This long-distance thing isn't working for us." There was immense truth to my statement, but it wasn't the reason I appeared the way I did. However, I wasn't going to openly admit how Juan affected me and the terrifying way my body responded to his come-hither eyes.

Juan shrugged with pure insouciance. "That's why I don't deal with relationships at my age-they don't last. Best to have fun while you're young. You can tie yourself down later on."

I was about to whip a retort when Martin and Joshua entered the living room, making everyone who wasn't meant to be in the area when the camera rolled disperses in no time. Nude scenes were limited to a number of people. Within seconds, there were six people left in the cozy section, excluding Juan and I.

The small space intonated intimacy. The lighting made it look like the room was cast aglow with sunset. The rich colors of the divan and the Arabian Night's themed room surely was a prime setting for slow seduction. It smelled illicit. Torrid. Sex. 

Fuck. Me.

A shudder ran through my body as my pussy tightened. I was outraged at the effect it had on me.

Hands down, the crew did spectacularly well. My senses were seduced just as they had intended.

Joshua was busy speaking to Juan while Martin came to where I stayed uprooted, obediently waiting for further instructions.

"Cara, I need you to slowly come to him from the other end of the room while holding the wine glasses." Martin went into full director mode before he watched me nod in confirmation. "Juan's going to be on the divan, and Andy's thirsty for love, for passion, and can't wait to have her ex-brother-in-law possess her. I need you to look at him with unadulterated hunger. You've secretly been hankering for him for seven years and now you have him. He's in your house. He wants you. Come to him, not as the woman he used to know-his brother's wife-but come to him as a new woman with carnal yearning that only he can satiate. Beg with your eyes. Give it a little sass, more sex and attitude. I need fire, burning the house down fire. I want you to light up the screen. Leave us in awe. Seduce us, bewitch us, Cara."