Alpha Billionaire Series
Hot Mess Chapter 24

NICK

A month later...

Having Kayla on set for the past week with me had been a real treat. I loved being able to look up and see her eager face glowing with excitement as she watched the filming process. She was the perfect on-set guest. Never making noise, never in anyone's way. We sat on the bed in my trailer, well, she sat, and I lay back with my head in her lap. Ending my days with her made me feel like the luckiest man in the world. The filming on this action thriller was grueling, strenuous work, but she made it all worthwhile. "Tell me about the ribs." We made a deal in regard to the catering. She ate all the food I couldn't, and then told me about it, so I could enjoy everything vicariously. I had allowed myself more than enough indulgences the week following Christmas. January second, we were on set in Oregon, and I was back to high protein moderate carbs, and zero grains or sugar.

"You wouldn't have liked them," she said.

"Oh, why is that?"

"They were over cooked, and the sauce was way too sweet. I like a good, sweet barbecue with pork. But this was almost like a candy coating."

"You're right, that doesn't sound good." In the few weeks we had been together Kayla had learned what I liked. I liked a few baked goods, but never anything too sweet. She knew I preferred muffins to cupcakes. And if cake was involved, no frosting. Years of dietary restrictions had shifted my taste preferences. I wasn't a sugary kind of guy, but I loved rich foods. The fudge that she made for Christmas was almost the perfect food. If she had served it paired with a cheesecake, I might have had to propose to her on the spot.

"The charcuterie spread was good. They had a smoked brie with walnuts and dates. You could have had that, couldn't you?"

"Brie with dates?" Now that was the kind of thing that was my culinary weakness. "You should have said something."

"Yeah right. I can just picture that, oh hi mister director, sir, you have to stop filming this important and tense scene so Nick can have some cheese. I don't think so."

I grumbled, but it wasn't a real complaint. I reached up and played with her hair.

"Next time I'll see if I can steal some for you."

"Or you could just ask the caterer to make an extra one for me."

Kayla lifted her gaze from my face and looked out the window. She blinked a few times and got the impression I had said something wrong. I sat up and cupped my hand around her neck. "Hey, what is it?"

She shook her head.

"Kayla, babe, look at me."

She had tears welling in the corners of her eyes.

I scooted up and pulled her against my chest. I stroked her hair and listened to her breathe. There was a hitch as she inhaled. I couldn't stop the low growl deep in my chest. Someone had hurt my girl. "I can't protect you if you don't tell me what's wrong."

She sighed.

I braced myself for bad news. I held her for a long while before she started talking.

"I love..."

My chest tightened, was I prepared for her feelings?

"... how ready you are to charge in to defend my honor. This is something I've had to put up with since I was twelve and woke up one morning with a chest."

I didn't know what to say, but I rumbled with indignation.

"Look, Nick, I've been treated like I'm dumb because I have big boobs and a big b**t."

"I am fascinated by your boobs and your a*s is amazing. Those people are just jealous."

She chuckled, good, it wasn't all depression and woe.

"Jealous or not, it doesn't stop them. Some days I have thicker skin, and some days I don't."

"I take it today wasn't a thick-skinned day?" I hated that she was hurting, and I couldn't bust onto the scene and save the day.

"It's been wearing thinner all week. I think I'm going to head back to LA, and let you finish up here without me."

I tilted her face up so I could look into her eyes.

"I don't like that solution."

She shifted.

"But," I started, "I will accept your decision. You know what's best for you. It doesn't mean I'm not going to like it."

"Are you mad at me?"

"Hey, no." I shifted, wrapping myself around her. "I'm not mad at you. I'm mad at whoever is making you feel like you have to run and hide."

She placed her hands on the side of my face. "I'm not running away. I'm leaving so you can focus on your job. This way you don't have to look at the crew and wonder who hurt my feelings today, or who it will be tomorrow." She angled her face so that her lips brushed against mine.

I pressed in against her, and she gathered me in. Wrapping her arms and legs around my body. I knew an invitation when it was wrapped around me and moaning into my mouth.

I pulled the shirt she slept in over her head, freeing her breasts, that were large and warm, and simply perfect. Cupping them together, I dipped my head and placed kisses along the top of the bountiful mounds. These were a glorious part of her, and all of her deserved my undivided attention.

Kayla let out small moans and cries and I licked and sucked the skin. I wanted to leave bite marks on her, so that she knew I was the one who marked her. I pulled a nipple into my mouth. She arched against me. Her hips rocked against my leg.

Her hands fluttered over my shoulders and tugged at my hair. I kissed my way down her body, across her lush middle until I was positioned between her thighs.

I kissed and licked the skin at the back of her knee.

She bucked and giggled. The giggle turned into a keening gasp when I placed my mouth on her p***y. I licked up her seam. She bucked against my face, eager for me to taste her. "Yes, Nick, please."

When she asked like that, it was my pleasure to give her what she wanted. I slid my tongue in between her folds and targeted her c**t. Her entire body bowed up. She thrust against my hand when I slid my fingers into her. She was hot and slick, ready for me. Her hands pressed down on my head. She wanted more. I gave her more. I slid another finger in and thrust as I sucked harder on her nerve center.

I was rewarded with a cry that accompanied her muscles clenching around my fingers. I needed to feel that clench and pulse on my c**k. It was hard and throbbing with need. Kayla's needs came first right now. She needed the release, the proof of my intentions. She started hitting me, demanding my attention away from how I was enjoying her body.

I looked up at her body. She was flush and panting, and so f*****g sexy.

"I need you in me." She rolled her hips up as I slid from fingers from her.

I grabbed the condoms out of the drawer next to the bed. It was a newer box than the one she gave me at Christmas, we used all of those up in no time.

"Want to help?" I handed her the unwrapped condom.

She took it and fumbled as she pushed it onto my c**k. I wasn't unrolling.

"My fingers aren't working," she laughed.

"I think it's backward." She flipped it over and it slid down easier.

I crawled back over her, kneeing her thighs apart. I positioned myself at her opening. She bucked trying to get me to slide inside. She was desperate and beautiful, and all mine.

"What are you doing?"

"Looking at you. Savoring this. I'm going to miss you, so I'm memorizing everything about you. The noises you make, the way you pant when you are close. The way you taste. The way you feel." I felt emotions course through my body as I gazed at her. "You are so beautiful."

She held her arms out to me. I could resist her no more. I slid into her depths and pulled her to my chest. I needed to be in her, around her.

I let myself get lost in her body. She was all soft and sexy, and I couldn't get enough of her. She sucked on my tongue as I drove into her. We rocked and pounded and thrust together. As much as I tried to crawl into her, she did the same with me. We became a single entity as best as any couple could.

Tension in my body built and grew. I didn't want this to end. I should pause, shift gears, do anything to extend the time I had with her. But I also couldn't stop if I had wanted to. There was only one way this ended, and Kayla was taking me there. I was close, so close.

Kayla let go of my mouth and cried out. Her orgasm pulled mine from me. I roared as I released everything. She took my strength, my focus, my ability to keep going. I wanted her to have it. Everything I was at that moment was hers.

I held myself pressed to her, not wanting to leave her body, not wanting this to end.

She relaxed and I collapsed with her.

"Let me take care of this." I rolled out the bed and took care of the condom.

A pounding on the trailer door caught my attention.

"Don't go anywhere," I told Kayla as I wrapped a towel around my hips before sliding the curtain to the bedroom closed.

"What?" I opened the door.

"Sorry."

Some runner looked up at me sheepishly. "Mark changed your call time and wanted me to tell you."

"Okay, what time?"

The kid kept staring at me.

"Look, you're keeping me from my fiancée. What time?"

"They want you at seven, not nine. Hey, I didn't realize she was your fiancée."

"Well, she is now," I slammed the door.