It's My Life (Filming Rhiannon. Book 1) (34 page)

“Just a bit?” he questions, but doesn't give me time to respond, “You looked broken, don't tell me he was just a bit inappropriate.” he grits at me.

“Kaleb, it doesn't matter, please just leave it.” I plead with him.

“I'll fucking kill him.” he splutters before getting to his feet.

I jump to my feet, worried he will go after Jase, “Kaleb, please don't do anything.” I plead to his strained back.

“He's already left the building, sir.” Scarlett advises him. I breathe a little breath of air. Relieved he won’t go and do anything stupid. “I will leave you to it.” Scarlett says as she turns on her heels and leaves the office.

“Kaleb, please, it doesn't matter what happened. He's gone now.” I try to bargain with him. He swings his frame round to me, and shouts at me, “It does fucking matter!” I jump at his harsh words, but it would appear he isn't done with me yet. “Why are you protecting him? Are you hoping to get back into bed with him?” he snarls at me.

My eyes fill with water, and I try to retrain them, but I just can’t keep them at bay.

I jump to my feet, and go to leave the office.

“Fucking answer me Rhiannon. Don't you dare walk out of that door.” he yells at me.

I swing around to him, and see he is closing in on me. “Fuck you Kaleb.” I spit at him before turning and running yet again. I hear him call after me, but I just keep on with running, and eventually come to the ladies’ toilets. I dash inside them, and throw myself into an empty cubicle.

If I thought for one second he wouldn't enter the ladies, then I was very much mistaken.

“Rhiannon?” he asks as he tries cubicle doors. When he finally comes to my door, the only one that's locked, he rattles it. “Please baby, I'm so sorry.” he sounds deflated as his head hits the cubicle door, or what I presume to be his head anyway.

The tears are still running down my face, and I refuse to open the door to him. “Please leave me alone.” I beg through the lump in my throat.

“I'm not going anywhere, please open the door so I can apologize properly.” he talks quietly through the door.

“Please, just let me have five minutes.”

“If you don't open the door Rhiannon, I will break the thing down.” he threatens, and I know he means it.

Finally giving up, I pull the lock, and open the door. I don't bother to hide my tears, he hurt me, and I want him to know he hurt me.

He pushes through the little space between the door and the cubicle side, and throws his arms around me. I don't retaliate, I keep my arms by my side. “I am so sorry.” he whispers between kissing my hair. I stay still, not yet ready to forgive him. He hurt me.

When he realizes that I'm not returning his embrace, he pulls back and looks at me with a confused look. Seriously, is he that delusional he doesn't know why I won’t hug him back?

When he realizes I haven't forgiven him, he grabs my hand, and leads me out of the toilets. We walk silently back to his office, and he places me back on is sofa. I won’t meet his eyes; I look everywhere but at him. He kneels in front of me again, and grabs my hands. “Baby, I am so so sorry. I don't know why I said that.” he says kissing my palms. “I just want to know what he said to hurt you, please tell me.” he begs me.

I decide to tell him, then he will finally understand why what he said hurt so damn much. With tears still pooling in my eyes, I explain what Jase said to me.

“Scarlett had us in a position to do a photo shoot, and Jase ground his hips into me, and asked me for sex. He said I was easy, and that I should fuck him again.” I tell him with the tears now running down my face.

Kaleb looks at me in shock. “He said what?” he spits at me.

“He said what you have just said.” I spit at him.

Kaleb looks like he has just swallowed a nasty bug. So he should.

“I am so sorry. I didn't mean to say that.” he looks guilty, finally realizing he repeated what Jase said to me.

“I don't want to talk about it anymore.” I say petulantly.

He gets to his feet, and comes to sit beside me on the sofa.

“Please don't hate me.” he begs as he wraps his arms around me, and pulls me into his side. I bring my hands up and wrap them around his frame as I struggle closer to him. I don't like fighting with him.

“He also said you were probably fucking someone else in here while I was doing the photo shoot, and that you don't know how to keep it to one woman.” I inform him as a shiver runs through my body at the thought of Kaleb fucking someone else.

“Baby, I would never do that to you.” he says pulling me tighter if that was possible.

“Is that why you were running around looking for me? Making sure I wasn't fucking anyone else?”

“No, he upset me, so I was coming to you for comfort.” I admit honestly.

He lifts my chin to look at him, “Baby, I love that you come looking for me when you're upset.” he says as he pushes his lips to mine.

His warm lips are a comfort, and I respond to his kiss. I slip my tongue past his lips, and into his mouth. His palms go to my face, and as he slides his tongue into my mouth, he pushes me back on his sofa. My hands reach out, and connect with his hard chest. While his tongue works a frenzy with mine, I struggle to undo his shirt buttons so I can touch him. He begrudgingly pulls away from me, and starts doing the buttons of his shirt himself. I'm panting hard as I await the reveal of his naked chest. I want his mouth back on me.

Once he opens his last button, he dives on me again and attacks my mouth. My greedy hands pull the shirt from his shoulders as he works my mouth.

His minty mouth is a welcome touch upon mine, and soon enough I am attacking his mouth with as much viciousness as he is mine. I could bask in his taste forever; I love the way he tastes upon my lips.

He works my mouth into a frenzy, and when I'm panting with need, he releases my lips and lifts himself up slightly. He gives me a beautiful white smile, before he starts to tug on my bottoms. I lift my hips up so he can get them down easily, and waiting a few seconds, my bottoms join his shirt on the floor. As soon as my legs are free, I jump up and place myself on his suit covered knee. His hands go to my thighs, and he gently strokes closer to my opening. I lean forward, and claim his mouth again. I need this contact after our argument.

My hands go around his shoulders, and I start tugging his blonde locks. I need him closer to me, if that's at all possible. He understands my need for more. He carefully releases me from his knee, and places me on the sofa. He kneels up above me and strokes my tear stained face. He kisses both eyes before his tongue dives straight back into my mouth. I can taste my tears on him, but I don't care.

Without warning, he jumps back away from me, “Shit,” he curses before walking over to the door. I look at him panicking, wondering what I have done. My heart is about to shatter into a thousand pieces, and I think I want to cry.

I hear the locking mechanism in his office door lock, then he turns back to me with a smile on his face. The bastard has just given me heart failure, and all because he wanted to lock the bloody door. He has a smug look on his face. “Couldn't have anyone disturbing us.” he says like he hasn't just scared the life out of me. He sees my expressionless face, and I think he realizes he has just hurt me.

“You scared the life out of me.” I whisper to him.

“Jeez, I didn't think, I just wanted to protect your nudity.” he explains.

At his ridiculous explanation, I laugh at him.

“Alright, point taken. Come here.” he demands in a husky voice. I look up at him, and see him dropping his pants. I just sit and drool.

His erection is stood up against his abs as he strolls over to me. Without any effort, he picks me up from the sofa, and I wrap my legs around his waist.

I put my hand back into his hair, and smash my mouth against his. He willingly accepts my invasion. He has one hand supporting my arse, and the other hand is on my back. I feel his hand on my arse get a little tighter, then the hand on my back goes.

I feel his hand working his erection. Before I know it, he has his erection lined up with my opening, and without any warning, he slides into me. I release his mouth to moan at the intrusion. His pulsing member is pulsing deep inside me. My walls are contracting around him, making me feel every pulse of him.

He walks us backwards till he comes to the wall, and he swings us around, and crashes my back against the wall. I scream around his mouth as he slowly slides out, and plunges back in.

“Fuck,” he pants against my abused lips.

He keeps up with his relentless plunges, and I try to contain my moans of shock. I don’t succeed, and I bite down gently on his lips, and drag it through my teeth.

He releases his lips from mine, and buries his head in my neck. With nothing available to bite down on, my head goes to his shoulder, and I sink my teeth in. it shocks Kaleb, and he thrusts harder inside me. I can feel him getting close to orgasm, so he slows his thrusts down. Not being able to control myself, I grind my hips in a circle before I rise up a little, using all my leg muscles, before dropping down on his length. This has the impact I want, and Kaleb speeds up his thrusts, hitting deeper than before. My orgasm is right within touching distance, and with a few more thrusts, it hits me full force. I sink my teeth back into Kaleb’s shoulder as he thrusts a few more time, and empties himself inside me.

Out of breath, Kaleb releases my back from the wall, and while he is still buried balls deep inside me, he walks back over to the sofa, and very gently he places me down before releasing himself from inside me. He makes me wince, but the I miss the feeling of him inside me. He quickly puts his cock back in his pants, and then smiles at me.

“Fuck, you make me so damn horny.” he informs me as he runs his hands through his blonde locks. His tattooed arm bulges, and grabs my attention. The sight of him topless has me drooling, but his added ink really makes him more attractive.

“Don’t do that.” I moan at him, he might have just given me an orgasm, but when he looks like that, I could quite easily have another one.

“Do what?” he asks with no indication of knowledge of what I’m talking about.

“Don’t stand like that, you make me want to fuck you again. The tattoos are so fucking hot.” I inform him.

“Am I correct in thinking you only want me for these?” he asks flexing his tattooed arm. His smile is bigger than before, so I know he is only joking.

“No, but they are definitely hot.” I inform him while I bite down on my bottom lip.

“Come on, let’s get cleaned up, and get going.” He says as he hands me my bottoms that were chucked on the floor. While I slide my legs back in them, he puts his shirt on, sadly covering his tattoos.

“Do you need your jacket back?” I ask him as I get to my feet.

“No, I will grab it back when you have your own clothes back on.” He replies. I smile at him, and put his jacket over my purple bra/top. I raise to my feet, and Kaleb grabs my hand. He pulls me in for a quick kiss, before he guides me out of his office.

He leads me back to my room, and I leave him while I quickly jump in the shower.

After I have done what needs to be done in the shower, I feel a lot better. My hair isn’t full of products, my face is makeup free, and I generally feel cleaner. I walk out of my bathroom in just my towel. Kaleb is sat on the sofa with his head in his phone, but when he hears the door close behind me, he looks up at me.

“Everything alright?” I ask him.

“Everything is fine,” he smiles at me, “Even better if you don’t hurry up and get some clothes on.” He smirks at me.

I roll my eyes at him, and step forward to retrieve my clothes that are on my dressing unit.

“I will be two minutes.” I inform him as I dash back into the bathroom.

A few minutes later, I walk out of the bathroom again, but this time I am fully dressed.

“Come on then, I am taking you home.” He informs me, his voice full of promise. I don’t object and follow him out of my room.

It has been two weeks since I had to do the photo shoot with Jase, and everything between me and Kaleb is going great. He is fun to be around. His attitude towards me has changed so much from the first few weeks. He has gone from hateful and nasty, to kind and loving. I think in the last two weeks; I have had one full night at home. He always tells me he can’t go to sleep if he hasn’t had his fix of me, and not being able to turn him down, I give him what he wants – me.

I found out what prank Grace played on me. She decided to fil my bed with folks, so when I climbed in, they would stab at me. When I stabbed my leg on one, I rang her up and told her I had found her prank, and that she was mean. She of course, laughed so hard, I just know she would have had tears rolling down her face. She did criticize me for taking over a week to find them.

“If you left Kaleb alone long enough to realize you have your own home, you would have found them earlier.” she tried to tell me through her laughter.

She was right, and I ended up laughing with her. It took me ten minutes to get all the folks out of my bed though. So next time, I will plan revenge on her.