Trevor dodged a bullet there, but did Rhonda's contact accidentally give her the wrong information or was it on purpose?
Tiffany POV“AHHHH…. YES!!! THERE!!! HARDER!!!!” I dig my fingers into Trevor’s broad back while he thrusts deep into me. My legs press hard along his hips, hoping to push him farther into me. The smell of sex hangs in the air, while our sweaty bodies continue to grind against each other in a steady rhythm. Trevor needs another dose of medicine before we get up and leave for work. Who am I to turn him and his godlike body down? I could spend all day in bed with him pounding hard into me. He nibbles my ear, and in his deep, sexy voice, he whispers, “I can never have too much of my medicine.” His hips thrust harder and faster while little stars dance in my vision. My hands claw at his back. My stomach tenses and coils as my glorious paradise comes into view. My legs slide around his hips and wrap around his waist, while he dives into me as if he has never had me before. His skillful moves have his hard cock hitting every bundle of nerves inside of me like the god he is.
Trevor POV A hearty laugh rolls out of me as I scan the long table. For once, I’m at ease and can enjoy a nice get together with the entire crew and fellow actors, not having to worry about anything else. A couple of extremely large security guys stand at the studio’s entrance. Their eyes are constantly scanning the area and looking for anything out of the ordinary. A young lady pushes a small glass of alcohol across the table towards me. “Trevor, have a drink with us. We promise not to get you drunk, unless….” Her gaze drifts beside me to my co-star. “Tiffany says it is okay.” I raise an eyebrow. “Why would you ask her about it? I’m quite capable of determining whether I want a drink or not.” A playful smirk slides across my mouth while a faint pinkish hue slowly covers her cheeks. She lowers her head a little and timidly replies, “Well, she is your girlfriend. If she doesn’t want to take care of you drunk, I won’t give you any alcohol.” Tiffany winks at her and pus
Tiffany POV I snuggle up against Trevor’s firm body on the couch. My red eyes stare at the carpeted floor while I run my fingertip in a circle on top of my boyfriend’s tone stomach. His shirt’s thin fabric is the only thing blocking me from playing with his six-pack, which I usually love, but tonight, it isn’t as enjoyable as normal. My mind is still stuck back at the studio and our tearful goodbyes to everyone. This is the part I hate when working on a drama. You spend so much time together and form close friendships with many of the crew and cast members, but then it ends. Everyone promises to keep in touch, but we all know we won’t which makes the end more painful. I softly mumble, “Do you think they will talk in our group chat? Or will this drama be like all the others, and we go our separate ways to never hear from each other again, unless we work on a new project together?” Trevor kisses the top of my head and wraps his arm around my shoulders. “I’m sure they will t
Trevor POVI stare out the living room window and look down at the street below, watching the flurry of cars and people go by. In the back of my mind, a question pops up. Is the crazy witch down there somewhere?My body instantly tenses at the thought, and my blood runs cold. No. She doesn’t know where I’m at. Only a handful of people know where I’m staying now. I trust every one of them. She will never find out where I’m at.Ding.Ding.My muscles tense again as I look over my shoulder at the phone on the end table by the couch. I breathe a small sigh of relief. It is Tiffany’s phone this time? Ding.Ding.My eyebrows knot together. Who is it? It must be important if they are sending so many messages. I turn and walk over to her phone. Ding.Confused, I call out to her. “Babe, your phone is going off. Someone is sending messages to you.”The faint sound of the shower is my only reply. She must not be able to hear me over the water. I tilt my head as curiosity nibb
Tiffany POV I sit on the couch and cling to Trevor like my life depends on it. In a way, it does. He has never talked or asked me about why my apartment isn’t nicer. In the beginning, he asked why I hadn’t gotten a bigger one, but I had given him a lame excuse about needing to save money, which wasn’t completely a lie. I do have to save money, but it isn’t because I was saving the cash for something else. It is because I didn’t have any money after my father got a hold of me. My grip on his arms tightens as my body trembles. I thought I had more time before my father would reach out. He usually doesn’t try to talk to me while I’m working. I have set one rule which must not be crossed. He can’t affect my work. The moment he does, I cut him off. I don’t know if I could hold myself to it, though, but he doesn’t know that. He isn’t completely dumb because he knows if I don’t have work, I won’t have the funds to give to him. The thought of not having a steady money suppl
Tiffany POVI gather an armful of clothes from the closet and dash back to the bed where a couple of suitcases sit open. I shake my head. “I don’t understand why I need to move so suddenly. My father doesn’t know exactly where I live. I should be safe.”Trevor grabs a bundle of clothes from the closet. “I’m not taking any chances. If you don’t know how these people work, you don’t understand the actual danger you are in. Trust me. You need to move. If your father knows the vague area of where you live, it won’t take him long to find your apartment. It is better for you to move now, before he gets the jump on you. I’ll also feel better if you are with me in our secure location. No one is getting in unless we say they can come in.”My stomach twists. Is this gambling world really this bad? I don’t have to ask because I already know it is. Images of my childhood when those nasty thugs would come looking for my father and then ‘teach him a lesson’ for not paying on time fla
Trevor POV A smile breaks out on me as Tiffany slaps my arm for the hundredth time. “You should have told me Jane was coming over. Do you realize I just about had a heart attack when she banged on the door? You should have told her to call first to let us know she was coming or was outside. She didn’t have to shorten my life so much by scaring me to death.”I shake my head and carry the load of boxes into the living room of our temporary apartment. “I’ve told you already, many times, that I didn’t know she was coming over. The only thing I had told her was that we were going over to your apartment to get a few things, but I never once told her to stop by. She has also apologized several times for scaring you. Now, can we move past this?”I feel bad about the whole thing. The look of fear in her eyes is enough to break my heart. I never want to see that look again. It doesn’t help she is on edge with this situation with her father. I wish my contacts would hurry up and ge
Tiffany’s Father POV I shift on the bench, trying to find a comfortable spot, but after hours of being here, there isn’t any comfortable position left. My eyes stay glued a short distance down the block where I’ve seen Tiffany coming and going in the past. Strangely, this time, she is nowhere to be seen. I know she lives around here somewhere, but I don’t know exactly where. My multiple attempts to find out have come up in vain, but I’m sure she will walk past here soon. Ding. Ding. My breath hitches. It can’t be time yet. They have promised to extend it so I would have time to get the money from my daughter. They can’t be going back on their word now. I’ve been a regular customer of theirs for years. I’ve always paid them. No matter how much I want to ignore it. I can’t. My trembling hand dives into my pocket and slowly pulls out my phone, while I silently hope and pray it isn’t from who I think it is. I still need more time. Ding. I take a deep breath and slo