Sheikh's Untouched Woman (6 page)

Christopher slipped his long hard cock into her and she moaned deeply as she felt him filling her up. He slid in and out, making her wrap her legs tightly around his body as she came undone again.

“Oh god Christopher!” She moaned into his neck as he stroked himself inside her, over and over again.

“I’m going to come Monica, let me come in your mouth.” He whispered into her ear as he pulled out and shifted towards her, holding his fat cock in his right hand.

Monica moved downwards and took his hardness in her mouth, allowing him to explode inside her mouth, she twisted her tongue around the head of his cock as she felt the hot fluid releasing into her mouth, coating her tongue. She looked up at him and he smiled, putting his hands gently on the back of her head as he finished cuming. Monica pulled off him and swallowed. She let her body fall back onto the bed, her whole body was exhausted from the overload of pleasure she had just experienced.

“That was amazing.” Christopher fell down on the bed beside her and stretched out. “Exactly what I needed, you are amazing. Thank you.” Christopher rolled over and stroked her face, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

“It really was… amazing.” Monica whispered, out of breath.

They fell asleep together and in the morning, it took Monica a moment to realize where she was. The sun was shining in through the drapes and she was alone in the bed. She rolled over, looking around the room to see where Christopher was. She noticed an envelope on the bedside table addressed to her. Reaching out, she opened it.

“Dear Monica,

Thank you for a truly wonderful night. I had to leave as I have a conference today. Enjoy the rest of your drive to LA and the day after you arrive there, come to my home at 1151 Bellview Drive. I will expect you at noon. Bring your scripts. Safe travels my dear.

Christopher”

Monica sighed deeply and thought of everything that had happened the night before, it was truly an unbelievable experience. She got out of bed and gathered her clothes together, getting dressed and grabbing her purse, heading to the elevator. She went back to her own hotel room and had a quick shower, wanting to get on the road as soon as possible.

Monica checked out of the hotel and the valet brought her car around, he helped load her bag into the trunk and she tipped him and took the keys and she headed out on the road again. This time the drive was different, she had mixed feelings of excitement and anticipation as she flew down the highway. She wondered which one of her scripts the producers would like and a few times she stopped and questioned if Christopher was really going to follow through with his side of their agreement. But every time the thought crossed her mind, she shook her head and replaced it with a feeling of exhilaration, thinking positively about what had happened, and knowing that she had really enjoyed the sex. It was all worth it.

Monica pulled in to Scarlett’s house late that night, after 10:00pm. She parked on the street into front of Scarlett’s house and grabbed her bag out of the trunk, dragging it up to the front door. She rang the doorbell and heard a commotion coming from the other side of the door. The door suddenly swung open and Scarlett was standing there, bright eyed and full of smiles.

“Monica! You made it!” She screamed in her excitement of seeing her friend. She wrapped her arms around her and gave her a huge hug. “Come in!”

Monica came inside and put her bag down in the modest living room. “It’s so great to see you Scarlett. It’s been way too long.”

“It really has! I’m so glad you came. You are really going to love it here in LA Monica. The weather, the people, everything, I swear, it’s like an entirely different world compared to Georgia.”

Monica smiled and nodded at her, rubbing her eyes.

“Oh man, you look exhausted, here I’ll show you to the guest room and you can crash. I have to get to bed soon too, I have a big audition tomorrow at 11:00am, so you sleep in and we can catch up later on when I get home. OK?” Scarlett smiled and picked up Monica’s bag for her, leading her down the hall and into a room with a double bed and a cute little dresser in it. “It’s not much, but the bed is comfy, I swear!”

“It’s perfect Scarlett, thank you so much.” Monica gave her friend another hug and then began to settle in for sleep.

The next morning came quicker than Monica had expected and she awoke with the same feeling as she had in Christopher’s penthouse, she didn’t know where she was for a few seconds and it took her brain a minute to process and wake up. She looked around the room for a clock and didn’t see one. Stretching and getting out of bed, Monica headed out to see what time is was, hoping there was a clock in the kitchen or something. She found a clock on the stove top and it said that it was already 11:15am. Shocked that she had slept in that much, Monica rushed into the bathroom to have a shower and get ready for her meeting with Christopher. She was able to get ready and dressed in 20 minutes, throwing on a cute sundress and some sandals and leaving her hair to dry au natural. She quickly dug out her scripts and ran out of the house, locking the door behind her with a key that Scarlett had left for her on the kitchen counter.

Monica pulled into Christopher’s driveway a few minutes after noon. There was a big gate with a camera blocking her way up to his house and she had to press a buzzer to let him know that she was there. Someone buzzed her in, but no voice came from the speaker. She shrugged and drove up the driveway after the huge gate opened to let her in. She was in awe at the size of his house, if you could even call it that. It was a mansion like she had never seen before in her life. There were palm trees decorating the lawn and the house itself was gorgeous with big white pillars and the house was painted a beautiful shade of golden yellow. It looked very exotic, with big windows everywhere, and metal trim that wove itself up the house in pretty vines.

She parked her car near the door and headed up to the house. Christopher opened the door and waved to her as she approached.

“Wonderful to see you again my dear! Come in, come in!” Christopher was in high spirits and dressed much more casually, in khakis and a polo t-shirt. He pulled her in for a kiss once she made it to the door. Monica kissed him back deeply and she felt a surge of desire course through her veins once more, wanting to feel his body on hers. Christopher broke the kiss off and took her hand as he led her into his castle of a home. She was amazed at how big it was, the ceilings never seemed to end and when they did, they were dressed with the most incredible hanging chandeliers she had ever seen. There were expensive pieces of art on the walls and statues display on their own personal marble tables.

“It’s good to see you again Christopher.” Monica said shyly as he led her through an enormous kitchen and out on to a patio that led down to a giant, beautiful pool with a waterfall pouring into it. “Oh my god… this is amazing!”

“Thank you, I think the waterfall is my favorite thing about this house. Here have a seat and let’s talk business.” Christopher sat down at the patio table and poured her a glass of sparkling water, placing it in front of her where she sat. “First matter of business, you look absolutely beautiful.”

Monica laughed and smiled at him, “Thank you!”

“My pleasure! Now, for the real matter at hand, you brought your scripts?” Christopher took a sip of his own glass of water and leaned back leisurely.

“Of course.” Monica pulled out two thick scripts from her bag and passed them over to Christopher. “Here you are.”

“Tell me about them.” Christopher took the scripts and began flipping through the first one.

“That one is called ‘Where the Road Ends.’ It’s a love story based in the early 19th century, where a mail order bride falls in love with a man in the oil business.”

“People love to hear stories like that! How about this one?” Christopher picked up the second one and began flipping through it.

“That one is a comedy, about two guys who start up a winery in California, it’s called ‘Good Grapes.’”

“Sounds intriguing, maybe we can get some good actors in this one, comedies are big sellers right now.” Christopher said thoughtfully as he flipped to the beginning and started reading.

Monica stayed quiet and let him read for a bit, sipping on her water and enjoying the view. After a few minutes, Christopher looked up at her and said, “You know what? This is actually really funny Monica. I love it. This is the one.” He smiled at her and winked.

“Really? You think they will like it?” Monica couldn’t believe that Christopher Hardy was sitting her in front of her, telling her that her writing was good. It was like a dream come true.

“They will love it. They will buy it and they will get to work on casting for it right away, I’m sure! Here’s what we’re going to do, you and I are going to leave here and go down to the studio together, because you’re stunning and I want you to meet the producers. We are going to sell them this script and the rest, as they say, is history!”

“OK! That would be amazing Christopher, really. Thank you so much.” Monica was grinning from ear to ear.

“My pleasure.” Christopher got up and took her hand once more, guiding her back inside his house, leading her into his garage where a collection of expensive cars were resting peacefully inside.

Christopher walked over to a red Lamborghini and hit a beeper. The doors opened upwards to the roof and Monica’s mouth dropped open at the sight of it. Christopher laughed when he looked over and saw her staring at it like it was from another planet. “I’m assuming you’ve never been in one?”

“Been in one? I’ve never even seen one in real life! That is so cool!” Monica climbed into the passenger side and admired the beauty of the interior of the car too. “This is amazing.”

They drove at what felt like light speed to Monica. When they pulled into the Universal Studio gate, the security guard just waved Christopher through the gate without stopping him, he obviously was very well known.

They pulled up in front of a studio and headed inside. It was like an office building, with offices and normal looking people going around their work days. Some people waved to Christopher as he passed, or greeted him with a “Good afternoon sir.” Monica felt like they were VIPs, and in fact, they were.

Christopher stopped into front of an office door and knocked. The office door had a plaque that read, ‘Joe Smith, Executive Producer’ on it in gold embossment.

“Come in!” A man with a deep voice yelled from inside.

Christopher opened the door and walked into the man’s office. The man who had told them to come in was a big burly type of man with a t-shirt on and black framed glasses. He was seated at a big oak desk, typing away on his laptop. When he looked up to see who had entered his office, he smiled and stood up, coming around the desk to give Christopher a hug.

“Christopher! It’s been ages! How the hell are ya?” They embraced and patted each other on the back.

“I’m good Joe! I want you to meet someone very talented. This is Monica Cambridge.”

Joe reached out and embraced her in a hug as well, “Any friend of Christopher’s is a friend of mine! Nice to meet you Monica.”

“The pleasure is all mine Joe!” Monica was in such high spirits, it was like she was living in a dream world.

“Monica here has written an incredible comedy that you’re going to buy.” Christopher said, passing over the script to Joe as he settled down in a leather chair in front of Joe’s desk. Monica sat down beside Christopher, and Joe sat down in his chair behind the desk, with the script in hand. He started flipping through the pages and reading it.

“Hey! This is gold!” He laughed a few times while reading the script. “You wrote this Monica?” Joe stopped and looked up at her.

“Yes, of course! The idea just came to me one day and I thought it would make a funny story. I’m glad to hear you like it, thank you!”  Monica was beaming from the compliment.

“I do like it, in fact, I love it! How much do you want for it?” Joe said to Monica.

Before Monica could answer, Christopher spoke, “She’s selling it for $500,000.00 flat rate, with rights to royalties once the movie goes into theatres and after it’s out on DVD as well. Monica also has to be accredited as the writer on the credits of the film.”

“Well, lucky you Monica, you’ve got one tough dog in your corner here. Good thing you brought him here with you, he knows what he wants and he’s known for getting it.” Joe laughed and flipped through the script some more, thinking about the offer.

“Come on Joe, we don’t have all day.” Christopher was all business right now, it was seriously hot and seriously intimidating.

“Alright, you’ve got it. Done deal.” Joe stood up and shook Christopher’s hand and then turned to Monica and shook her hand as well. “Congratulations on your new film Miss Cambridge. I can’t wait to work with you on this project.”

“Thank you so much Mr Smith, you have no idea what this means to me.” Monica was overwhelmed with emotion as she shook his hand.

“Let’s make movie magic!” Joe smiled and laughed.

“We’ll discuss more details tomorrow Joe, we’ve got a date with this beautiful sunshine.” Christopher said as he turned to leave Joe’s office.