Changing His Game (28 page)

"Push your tits together and hug me in there tight," Jared commands and I do as he says. We've been in bed for the last hour and he's given me three amazing orgasms, and I'm about to bring him to climax.

Jared is straddling my stomach with his knees on each side of my body. I push my breasts up and together with my hands, surrounding his dick with my tits. My head tilts down and I watch as he slides his cock up and down between my breasts, as I lay flat on the bed. The piercing at the head of his cock brushes against my mouth with each thrust and I open up to take it between my lips.

"Ah... fuck," he grunts, thrusting faster between my breasts. "Open up, I'm going to come."

I open my mouth and he thrusts a few more times before he shoots his cum on my tongue. "Yes, that's it babe. Take it all."

I close my lips over the head of his cock and suck until the rest of his juices are milked out of him. I swallow the salty liquid and smile up at him. He smiles back down at me and leans over to give me a kiss before getting off my body.

After our night of passion a month ago, the night Jared and I made sweet, slow love, we've been exploring each other's likes and dislikes. Since I've seen a few of his movies and watched him live before, I know the kind of things he did with those women and I wanted to try them with him. If he enjoyed it, I hoped to enjoy some of it, too. I want to please my man.

Jared fucking my breasts is surprisingly a huge turn on. It gives me so much confidence in the bedroom, knowing I can get him off with just my breasts. We've even experimented with ass play... and I like it. He hasn't fully penetrated me there yet. Jared says that takes time, but we're building up to that. It started with a finger, then two and three, we progressed to butt plugs and I'm now at the largest one. His dick will be the next step.

It's funny to me how manufacturers design their sex toys. The butt plug has a large diamond at the base of it and that's what Jared sees when he has sex with me. The diamond is obviously designed for a girl, so that she can feel feminine. What I don't get is why it's designed for the girl. I don't have to see the thing, he does. Jared will usually place it inside me during foreplay and it sets my ass ablaze. Then he'll have sex with my pussy while my backend is filled with the plug.

It's an amazingly delicious feeling to be filled at both ends. Everyone should try it.

I watch as Jared cleans himself up and gets dressed for the day. He walks into the bathroom and comes back with a washcloth for me. I sit up in bed and reach my hands out for the cloth towel, and he hands it to me, kissing me briefly on the cheek.

Once he's completely dressed he sits down next to me on the bed and I watch him mesmerized.

"Do you plan on getting dressed, Billy?"

"I do, I just like watching you get dressed more."

"Well, I like watching you get undressed," he says leaning in and peaking at my naked body under the sheets. "We've got to leave in twenty to get to the studio."

I grunt and lift the sheet over my head, hiding my face from him. "Can’t you go alone? I'll just meet up with you afterwards."

I feel him reach over and grab the edge of the sheet before the sheet is pulled off me swiftly.

"You said you still wanted to work for me, so that's what you need to do."

"What happened to the way things used to be? I did your work from home and Kelly went with you on set."

"Well... you changed that. I'm in love with you and I want you with me while I work. Kelly will be there for a little while, too. Plus, you keep me sane when one of the actors pisses me off."

Jared's been strictly directing since production started back up with his company. He amicably broke ties with the other online companies he used to shoot for, but he still directs for them every once in a while. Everyone in the industry was livid when he decided to "quit" porn. It actually made national news, which was funny to me because you never hear of porn stars in mainstream media.

I also didn't completely understand the reference to him quitting. He's still very much involved in the business; he's just no longer in front of the camera. I've asked him about this, about how long he thought he'd continue in the industry. He responded with raised eyebrows, like I had just asked the stupidest question ever.

I guess I'll never completely understand this business. I would have thought the HIV scare would have scared everyone out of the industry, but as soon as everyone was cleared it was business as usual. Jared says it's just the way things work and if he hadn't met me he'd be back in front of the camera, too. The one good thing that came out of this is Jared now has a line of safe sex porn. It's small, but he opted to have this option so performers could choose to have protected sex if they wanted to. It doesn't sell as well, but it still brings in a lot of cash.

I've become okay with Jared's decisions. It can make for awkward dinner conversation when someone asks me what my boyfriend does for a living, but I realize as long as I'm happy and love him, what he does for a living shouldn't matter. Unless he tells me he wants to start starring in porn again, that's a deal breaker.

"Alright, I'll be ready in twenty minutes." I stand up from the bed and Jared stands up with me, wrapping his arms around me. His hands come up to cover my breasts and his lips tickle my ear.

"I love you."

"Mm," I respond, leaning into his body. "I love you, too."

His hands lower from my breasts and he squeezes my torso tightly before releasing me and slapping me on the ass.

"Now go get ready, babe, or we'll be late."

I giggle and dash into the bathroom to get ready for the day.

★★★

Today's scene goes by rather quickly. I stand off on the sidelines in case Jared needs me for anything. I have my ear buds in, music blaring on my iPod, and a book in my hands.

I may have to be on set everyday, but that doesn't mean I have to watch. Especially today, when Jared's shooting a scene involving Tawny. Even though Tawny and I are close, I have no desire to see her having sex ever again.

Jared calls wrap and Tawny and the male porn star she shot with today go off to take showers. A few set hands clean up the set and start setting up for tomorrow's shoot. I wish this was the end of it for Jared, but before any of these scenes get put online or distributed to DVD, he has editing to do.

It's a little after one when we get back in his Mustang and hit the road. I'm unusually energetic today and I want to go do something to get that energy out. Usually when Jared and I have morning sessions in bed, I'm physically exhausted the rest of the day. The things we do usually wear me out so I want to take advantage of my newfound energy.

"Want to go hiking up in the canyons?"

"I’m not really dressed for hiking, babe."

I look him over and realize he's right. He's wearing jeans, a gray t-shirt that brings out his gray eyes, and his black chucks. Those shoes won't do anything for his feet if we go hiking.

"What about the beach?"

"We could do that," Jared says indifferently.

"Never mind, I want to do something we both want to do."

"Babe, the beach is fine. I just want to be with you."

His words melt my heart and I swoon for him all over again. "Let's keep driving until we figure out something else to do."

We drive around and neither of us can decide on an activity, which is funny since there is so much to do in Los Angeles. We pass another tattoo parlor and that's when I get an idea.

"Pull over."

"There's nothing around here, Billy."

"Just find a spot and pull over."

Jared shakes his head at me, but pulls over and parallel parks two blocks down from the tattoo parlor. I take his hand and pull him down the sidewalk with me, and he laughs at my urgency.

"I don't know what you're in such a fucking hurry for. The only thing I've seen of interest in the last mile is a sign for world famous fish tacos."

That does sound good, "We can stop there afterwards."

We get in front of the tattoo parlor and I stop and grin at him. He looks around for a second and then his face goes pale.

"I don't know what you're up to, but I have no plans on getting new ink today. Believe it or not, all my tats are well thought out."

"Not for you, silly. I want one."

He does that thing where he drags his eyes up and down my body, stirring up the desire I have for him within.

"Jeez, babe. I'm slowly taking away your innocence and now you want ink? You're taking away any chance of your father meeting me and actually liking me. He's going to think I destroyed his little girl."

"First of all, as much as you like to think it, I wasn't innocent when we met."

"You were to me."

I shush him and place my pointer finger over his lips. "Second, I've thought about getting a tattoo for a while, way before I met you. I just never knew what I would get. Lastly... you have plans to meet my dad?"

"Yeah, I mean not in the immediate fucking future, but one day," he says flustered. He looks so cute in his obvious discomfort.

"I can't wait for you to meet him and my mom. Maybe not my sister, she might jump you. I told you she's a big fan."

"I'm down for some threesome sister action," he chuckles and I slap him across the shoulder.

"You better watch it, mister, or no sex for you," I laugh.

I open the door and walk into the tattoo parlor. It's fairly quiet, which makes sense because it's mid-afternoon on a weekday.

"You want a new tat?" A man sitting on a stool near the corner of the room asks. He can't be older than me. Every inch of exposed skin is covered in tattoos except for his face. He has huge open-faced plugs in his ears, a nose piercing, lip piercing, and a silver bar through his eyebrow. His long dark hair is pulled back in a ponytail. To most people he probably looks like a freak, but I see something oddly beautiful in him.

"Not me, man," Jared says from beside me. "My girl wants one."

The man looks over at me and eyes my exposed skin.

"Virgin skin?" He asks.

"Yeah, this will be her first."

The man stands up and walks our way. "I'm Pete. Do you want to look at my books for some ideas or do you know what you want."

"I have an idea, but I want to see how you sketch it."

"Alright, what do you want?"

I look over at Jared and smile hesitantly. "Um... do you mind if I talk to him in private. I want what I'm getting to be a surprise."

"You're not going to let me see what you're going to have permanently inked on your skin? What if it's horrible and I need to stop you from making a huge mistake?"

"You can't stop me, Jared. I want this."

"I promise, man. If it's horrendous or cheesy as shit, I won't put it on her."

Jared looks over at me again nervously, but he knows there is no getting me to stop. "Fuck it. Fine, but I'll be out here if you change your mind."

I smile up at him giddily and wrap my arms around his neck, kissing his cheek. "Thanks, baby."

I follow Pete into one of the back rooms and get him to sketch an edited version of the words Jared had body painted on me at the festival.

★★★

An hour later I'm walking funny out from the back of the tattoo parlor, and up front to where Jared is waiting. He sees me wobbling and gets up from the chair to meet me.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I'm just trying to walk in a way where my jeans don't rub against my tattoo."

He looks at my body and that's when he realizes my tattoo isn't in a visible place. "Where the hell did you get your tattoo, Billy?"

I chuckle and that's when Pete comes out from the back with my instructions on how to take care of my tattoo.

"Read these over carefully, darling, and don't lay on it for two weeks."

I thank him and hand him some cash with a generous tip.

"Are you going to make me wait forever, or are you going to let me see your ink?"

"You're one lucky dude," Pete says as he eyes me sweetly. "I wish my girl would get a tat like that. Maybe then I'd stay monogamous."

I can see the anger start to rise in Jared and I know I need to get him out of here quickly before he hurts poor Pete. I thank Pete again and push Jared through the door, dragging him in the direction of the car. He stops at his door and refuses to get inside.

"Am I ever going to see this tattoo?"

"Yes, baby. I just want to show you when we're alone."

"We're alone now and I want to see it."

I open the car door and sit down in the passenger seat. "Get in the car and I’ll show you."

He huffs like a child and gets inside, slamming his door behind him. I turn so my back is facing him and I raise my shirt slightly before lowering my jeans. I feel Jared’s hand against my skin as he traces the edges of the plastic wrap covering my tattoo.

"Go ahead and peal it off, baby. Check it out."