My Secret Little Temptation | By : shaydshanidepp Category: Individual Celebrities > David Tennant Views: 3703 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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My Secret Little Temptation
She stood there just a few feet away tea in hand with John Barrowman whispering something vulgar no doubt in her ear. She was African American with buttery pecan tan skin with dark brown eyes and hair almost touching her ass. At 5’4” she had the curviest figure he had ever seen on a woman well young woman no wait make that any flesh and blood human female. She came close to Jessica Rabbit in his mind. She laughed a cute little sound low at first peaking into the higher ranges before dropping into a middle. Long dark brown nearly black hair currently dyed silvery white to go with the silvery white contacts and matching silvery white nail polish on her pleasantly long nails.
John caressed the small of her back as she went back to absent mindedly stirring her tea.
Her name was Shani Williams but when she started acting preferred to be called Ke’Shani Lockhart in memory of her brother Ken and father Rob Lockhart. She lived in London with her mom they’d lived there for three years. Her career consisted of a stint as lead singer of one of his favorite now separated rock bands, a good run on one of America’s hottest primetime dramas, followed by a bit on the daytime soap The Young and The Restless playing Michael Baldwin’s sexy assistant, lover and mother to Fenn after Lauren died and currently had three best sellers under a now famous pseudonym.
When he first ran into her she was living in Glasgow having lunch with Russell T who was persuading her to star in one of his as he liked to call them “ideas” about people who lack sexual satisfaction and how they go about getting help for it. He thought she’d do great as the young woman whose partner breaks up with her after she admits she never had an orgasm in her life and faked them all with him. David was going to play the part of her sex therapist who gets off in getting his client off using whatever methods he thought would help.
Turning over on his over sized couch he wrapped the blanket tighter around him in a final attempt to get a nap or two in before they had to be back on set. No use he could smell her luscious bath oils lavender and chamomile surrounded him and he thought back to their first sex scene together. They had to make it seem intimate lovers caught in the heat of the moment undressing each other. His mind tried to stay on work but he had just had a fight with Sophia and his mood was becoming apparent in his kisses. “Relax” she whispered into his ear stroking the small of his back as he nibbled on that tender patch of flesh between her throat and collar bone. He backed away from her to unbutton her shirt eyes caught between lust and an are you okay with this look.
He bit his lip and hoped she wouldn’t try to wake him as he silently began to stroke his steely rod. Scooting down underneath the blanket more he was sure should he make any faces they wouldn’t see them silence he could do but not making faces for him was impossible. His slender hips pressed his angry reddish purple member further into his hand as he thought about suckling and kneading her wonderful D cups. How she gripped at his back as he snaked his hand down the insides of her thighs barely able to keep himself from touching her delightfully wet lips. How she arched her back when she felt he was just as turned on as she was when he slipped between her thick thighs. How she gasped his character’s name when he huskily whispered he could take her here and now with the cameraman watching them.
He felt a gush of sticky warmth flow from his hand as he struggled to remain quiet. He remembered how she came into his hand when he played with her pussy and how hard he felt. He moaned a little as he pumped himself more seeing nothing but her behind his eyelids in various scenes. On her hands and knees under his desk sucking off his character off breasts bouncing as she lay on her back with his character on his knees pumping into her. He let out a loud wail as he rode out the last of his orgasm fisting himself in a fury not caring who saw as he recalled his memories of her thus far. Panting he pressed his forehead into the back of the couch relaxing until he felt someone come up behind him. “I know what you’re doing you’ve got a thing for your new co-star! Relax! She’s been gone for the last thirty minutes.”
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