Page 115 of The Single Dads Club
“So, wait…what business are you guys in?”
“Adult entertainment,” Rick and I answered at the exact same moment.
“You mean…porn?” Alexa asked, raising one of her brows in question.
I winced.
Rick reached across to hand Alexa a business card. “Mrs. X Entertainment,” he said proudly.
I didn’t explain that it was the romantic, softer stuff, and that the film company had won awards for being female-friendly—the features that had attracted me to working with them in the first place. Because frankly, none of that mattered. It was porn, and that was all she was going to think. The judgment appeared in her eyes and I could only imagine the thoughts swimming through her head. She probably figured I was some sort of player or a sex addict and I knew there was no use fighting it. It wasn’t like I would ever see this girl again. She would never know my reasons for choosing this line of work, or anything about the little girl in my custody, or the mortgage, groceries, and utilities I was responsible for. I’d just be the porn star who took performance enhancing pills and ended up in the hospital with a massive erection.
After taking a moment to compose herself, Alexa went into full-blown nurse mode and thrust a white paper gown toward me.
“Get undressed and put this on so that it opens in the front and I’ll be right back.” She fled the room without another word.
A few days ago when I’d signed on for the whole adult entertainment thing it’d been easy. I showed up and posed for some modeling photos for the website. Wearing just boxers I lounged on a bed with a beautiful girl named Desiree. They had us pose in various positions that grew increasingly intimate—me licking her neck, her nipples, and then her clit. It wasn’t sexual, like you’d think it would be. We had to hold still and hold each pose for several seconds while the camera clicked away, so it wasn’t like I was actually getting her off. I just sort of held my tongue against her. It was anything but sexy or arousing. And when they’d asked me to shed the boxers, I wasn’t hard yet. Without a word, Desiree—like the pro she was—reached down and rubbed her long, manicured fingers over my package until I was erect. After that I spent another hour posing with her. Modeling was the easy part. It was the filming that proved difficult.
* * *
Three Hours Earlier
Rick sauntered over to give me a pep talk. “You ready for this?”
I took a deep breath and glanced at the staged set where I was about to have sex in front of a bunch of strangers—a white leather couch set against floor-to-ceiling windows in the chic loft the studio had rented. It all felt cold and contrived, but what did I expect? It was just sex. I could do this. It was the one thing I knew for sure I was good at. And most importantly, it paid a hell of a lot—enough for me to afford Lily’s medical care and provide her a safe home.
I pictured her sweet face peeking out over the edge of her quilt when I’d tucked her in earlier tonight. I’d told her Stacey was going to babysit and she wouldn’t see me until morning. She’d tightened her lips and nodded. She didn’t like the dark, and sometimes even preferred to crawl into my bed at night, but she was putting on her brave face.
“Cade?” Rick asked, pulling my attention back to him.
“Yeah, I’ll be fine.”
“That’s my boy. Our actress should be here soon. She’s a new girl; young, sweet, eager to please...” He licked his lips and his eyes got a faraway look to them. I shuddered at the insinuation. Throwing aside the fact that he was an adult-film director, Rick’s demeanor screamed sleazy asshole.
I was almost starting to regret my decision to sign on for this job, but flashes of Lily suffering and not being able to provide the support she needed kept floating before my eyes. Rick had seen me in the amateur boxing ring several times over the previous year, and a few months ago he approached me after a match and promised big money if I was ever interested in starring in one of his films. At the time, I laughed it off. But as things got worse for Lily I realized the fights brought in less than steady money so I bit the bullet and decided to give it a shot. I felt like I had no other choice, plus it was just sex, right?
The makeup artist approached us, thankfully distracting Rick from whatever perverted thoughts were currently running through his head. I removed my robe at her request and she began airbrushing some type of bronzing spray over my shoulders and chest. I didn’t like the smell of it, but I pushed it from my mind and focused on what I had to do.
“The biggest thing to remember iscontrol. No big money shots until I say so. So if you need to slow down, or switch positions, just go ahead and do it. Do not come until I give the signal. We need plenty of shots and positions before that can happen,” Rick reminded me. “Understood?”
“Got it. Shouldn’t be a problem.”
He laughed. “Confidence. I like that.”
Confidence usually wasn’t a problem for me, but I couldn’t deny there was a hint of performance anxiety at the thought of having sex with a girl I’d never met, on camera, in front of a roomful of people—lighting techs, the director, a film crew, and a few others whose roles I didn’t know and having to come on cue. I tried not to focus on all that and instead reminded myself about the money Rick had promised me and what it would do for Lily.
“What about the actress? Should I talk to her first? Find out what she likes, how she gets off?”
Rick laughed, andslapped my shoulder. “Silly boy. This is a porn shoot, not a first date. She’ll fake it, so don’t worry about her having an orgasm. All you need to focus on is making sure you get the job done.”
Fuck, I was over thinking this shit way too much.
The front door opened and everyone turned.
“And there she is! Our beautiful girl…” Rick headed over to greet the wide-eyed starlet entering the apartment.
I couldn’t help but notice how scared she looked. And young. Holy shit, was this girl even eighteen? I watched as Rick helped her out of her jacket and steered her by the shoulders over to the makeup chair.
Fuck. Am I really going to do this?
