Page 32 of Role Play
“Okay,” Ben said. My eyes shot open as the cinematographer stepped back, looking at us through his camera. “Lucy, are you okay with Ash touchingyou?”
I snorted a laugh, and the bouncing jostled Ash's erection deeper against my abs. “I think we’re a bit beyond that now.” On the outside, I was cool and collected, but I wanted to scream out,God, yes. Please touchme!
Ben smiled from behind the camera. “Okay then. Ash, can you give her a light tap. Let me see how thatlooks.”
From above me, there was a rustling of movement as Ash pulled his hand back. His palm connected to my ass in a light tap. “Again,” Ben said, “I need a little more speed than thatAsh.”
I need a little moreforcethan that, Ash. I echoed Ben in my thoughts.So much more, please, please,please.
“Lucy?” Ash asked. The low rumble of his voice vibrated against my body as he spoke, sending a shiver to the edges of everyextremities.
He was asking for permission. My consent. The consideration he had for me, and the respect he was showing with this less than ideal situation made me want him evenmore.
“I’m fine,” I croaked. “I’ll tell you if it’s toomuch.”
His sharp breath pushed the hard ridge of muscles in his abs against the side of my body. I ached to see them, to touch them, to lick them.He had his chance, a little voice inside me echoed.And he left you at your front door with a chaste kiss on the forehead. He pulled away from you. Rejected you. Left you to walk up to your apartment alone.It hurt. It hurt more than I cared to admit. But Friday in his trailer? Even though we agreed to be friends, it felt like more. So muchmore.
He pulled back again, this time his palm connecting against my skin harder. The sting was minor but sent a jolt of pleasure from my core to my clit. And afterward, his hand lingered on the curve of my ass, his fingers circling where he had struck. Soft. Gentle. It was a complete counter to the slap he had justgiven.
“Hold please,” Ben said. “Erik, help me brighten D9 andL17.”
The two of them went to work adjusting some of the lights and I pushed onto my elbows, turning to look at Ash. “I have to admit,” I said, “Of all the things I thought I'd be doing today, getting spanked by you was definitely not one ofthem.”
His fingers still circled lightly over my ass cheeks in long, soft strokes that were almost hypnotic in their movement. A smile curved one side of his mouth. A low, masculine chuckle rumbled through his chest.As his hand circled my bare flesh at the backs of my thighs, I could feel the textured gold of his ring. Cooler than the rest of his touch. Like a reminder of why he rejected me Thursday night—because I knew in my gut it had to do with that ring. “I have to admit,” he said, his voice just one notch above a whisper, “I did. Just didn’t expect it to be on set with anaudience.”
“Liar,” I said,snorting.
His grip went still on my backside, fingers pressing against my flesh. “I’m a lot of things, Lucy. But I’m never aliar.”
I wanted to ask,Then why did you leave me to go up to my apartment alone? Why did you pull away?But my moment of bravery dissolved. My breath stilled at the forceful way his hand squeezed my skin. Not painful—but commanding.I want more of this. Whatever this feeling is…Anticipation spiked inside me, the feeling shooting from my belly to the base of mythroat.
I opened my mouth, not sure what I was going to say, and I surprised myself as I said, “Hit me harder.” Immediately, heat slammed into my face. Embarrassment burned a white hot path down to my stomach. “I-I mean, I know that Ben needs to make sure the movement isn’tblurred—”
His dick twitched against me. It was like steel, covered in fancy dress pants. Like a caged monster. And fuck if I didn’t want to be the one to freeit.
“You’re killing me,” hemurmured.
“Right back at you,” Iwhispered.
“You’re the one who wanted to befriends.”
Friends. Did friends dothis? “Yes, I did. Becauseyoucouldn’t make up your mind. I’m not the one who walked away a few nightsago.”
“I had myreasons.”
I swallowed, my throat feeling dry. “And what about now? Do you have reasonsnow?”
“About a million,” he said. My stomach dropped. All hope plummeted until Ash added, “But with you here in my lap, it’s hard to care about any ofthem.”
I gasped, an actual sharp breath that caught in my lungs. “Please, Ash,” I begged, arching my back against him. “Please.”
A grin twitched the corners of his mouth. “Well, since you askednicely.”
Then, his fingers dipped between my legs. He slid them against the soft folds, stroking firmly up to my clit with two fingers, and then gave me a littlepinch.
I whimpered, pulsing my hips against his touch. It felt so good. He felt so good. What were we doing? What if Ben saw? OrErik?
“Luciana,” he whispered my full name, and this time I gasped, my head falling over his lap; all concern about someone seeing us vanished. Red strands streaked across my vision and I didn’t bother brushing the wig out of my face. It was too good. Too much. I was sinking into an abyss of pleasure and needed the pain to balance itout.
