My prep team is holding lingerie against my skin, deciding what color looks sexiest against my tan skin tone. They apply makeup, spray things in my hair and apply lotion to my body. I’m completely naked in front of them. I scroll through Instagram and listen to music, moving whenever they ask me to. I’m used to this, I’ve done it before. The life of a porn star never changes.
“Alright, everybody out,” Mr. Barns’ knocks on the door and they rush to make last minute touches. I move away and look at myself in the mirror as they move from the room. I grab a thin black robe from the hanger on the closet door and slip into it.
There is a soft knock at my door. We’ll have an hour and a half to get to know each other before we start filming.
“Come in,” I call, tying the robe in front. My jaw drops when the door opens. A tall man with dark skin walks in. He’s wearing dark jeans that hang off of his hips perfectly and a clean white shirt.
“Hey,” He says, a little embarrassed. I have to remind myself that I am staring, most of the guys that walk through my door aren’t as handsome, and are normally a lot older than they say.
“I’m Xavier,” he says, holding out his hand. I take it, looking up at his face. He’s beautiful. His jaw line sculpts his face perfectly and his deep dark brown eyes make him look mysterious.
“I’m Emily,” I say. He follows me to the couch, where we sit in silence for a while.
“Would you like to go over limits?” he asks me softly. I nod, he’s much more of a gentleman than I am used to, I’m very taken aback.
“I don’t really have limits,” he says reaching for the folder on the coffee table in front of us. “I don’t like girls to play with my asshole, but that’s about it.”
I’m about to open my mouth and make a comment about whether or not he likes guys to play with his asshole, but I decide not to.
“I don’t really have limits either,” I offer. “Just be careful with my piercings and don’t bite down hard on my nipples. Oh, and don’t cum on my face unless you have to.”
He nods, but his eyebrows raise and I know he’s curious about something. I stand and untie my robe. I pull it away slightly, revealing the piercings on my hips. I turn around and let my robe fall of my shoulders and show him the piercings at the top of my spine. He inhales sharply. I put my robe back on and sit down.
“Other than that, I’ve done just about everything,” I say.
“Have you read the folder?” he asks.
I shake my head 'no'.
“My files are there, they tested me last week,” He says, flipping through papers. He’s so professional. I’m starring again when he looks up.
“This is supposed to be a sensual scene right?” I ask him, ignoring him about the files. We all get tested a week before a film.
“That’s what I was told,” He says. I don’t say anything. “You don’t seem too excited about this.”
“I’m just, not used to this kind of scene,” I reply. “They mostly do the kinky stuff with me.”
“No freaky stuff this time,” he says. “Have you ever done anything like this?”
I shake my head.
“It’s easy, just follow my lead. This is the kind of stuff they have me do all the time.” His eyes glisten a little bit.
I nod. “That should be easy,” I say.
“Would you like to see me naked before we do this?” Xavier’s gaze doesn’t meet my eyes when he asks.
It's protocol, so nothing unexpected happens during filming. I nod my head. He slowly pulls his shirt over his head. His v-cut abs ripple and quiver when he does. My eyes immediately go to his chest, which is completely bare and smooth. He unbuttons his jeans and he slips them to the floor. He’s gone commando.
I look at him; he’s completely waxed there too. My mouth drops open. He’s hung, like, really hung. I pull my eyes back up to his face and he nods. I’m next.
I remove my robe and let it fall to my feet. I unhook my bra and I let that fall to the floor too. My panties drop next. He looks at me, up and down before we get dressed again in silence. Mr. Barns walks in a few minutes later.
“I hope you two have had the chance to get to know each other,” He says without actually looking at either of us.
“Keep in mind that this is supposed to be a love scene, so try to make it look as natural as possible. You’ll be in a completely open bedroom. There are cameras set up on little tracks and we will be moving them remotely from another room. You will be completely alone but there will be a speaker and somebody outside the door. Do either of you have any questions?” He doesn’t wait for a response. “There will be somebody to fetch you in five.”
I move towards the bathroom but Xavier grabs my hand. “Don’t pee,” he says.
“Excuse you,” I demand.
“Unless you absolutely have to, don’t pee,” he says. “The fuller your bladder is, the more intense your orgasm will be. Trust me; I do this stuff all the time.”
“I’m used to faking my orgasms,” I say. “I’ll make it believable.”
“If I do this right, and you trust me, you won’t have to fake anything,” he whispers. He’s close to me now, his face inches from mine.
I’m saved by a knock at the door. I break the gaze and immediately turn around, letting my robe drop at his feet. I hear a soft chuckle behind me as I open the door. What an ass.
“Cameras on as soon as you guys close the door to the bedroom,” a lady dressed in black says.
“Remember this is a love scene,” Xavier growls in my ear.
I open the door and immediately get my “face” on. He follows me and shuts the door. As soon as the door closes we hear a click. Xavier takes my hand and leads me to the bed. I stop him before we get there. I gaze up into his eyes and bring his lips to mine. This is the first scene where I feel normal.
He pulls me closer to him, his tongue exploring my mouth mercilessly. My breathing starts to quicken. My hands slide up his chest and then back down. I pull at the hem of his shirt and he slowly pulls it off. His hand reaches into my hair and he pulls my lips back to his.
