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BODY DOUBLE

by CAITLYN WILLOWS **** ISBN 1-59279-311-8 Amber Quill Press, LLC www.amberquill.com

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BODY DOUBLE Hannah Hamilton thumbed through the script. She must be out of her mind to let Lisa talk her into this. If Hannah had wanted to be an actress, she would have been an actress. She'd dismissed that nightmare of a plan a long time ago. Lisa had grabbed the bull with both horns and ridden it to the finish line. Hannah glanced under her brows at her twin. It was no longer like looking in a mirror. Pregnant with twins, Lisa was huge, and not just because there were two babies in there! Hannahprayed she wouldn't gain weight like this when and if she ever got pregnant. But from the instant Lisa knew she was pregnant, all her eating rules were flushed down the toilet. She claimed she wasn't going to worry about what she could and couldn't have. She was going to enjoy every second. She tossed the script to the small table between their chairs. This isn't going to work." Lisa hoisted her legs to the footrest in front of her. Yes, it will. Trust me. No one will ever know the difference. You and I have been reading through these things together from the first day. You're just as good an actress as I am." Hannah glanced around the swank trailer that served as her sister's dressing room, a near duplicate of the one Nick McDonald, her perpetual co-star had. They were already on the set. They both knew she was going to go through this. Hannah had already gone to makeup for the shot and wardrobe had blessed her with a red satin robe for the first scene ... and little else. Why did she hedge now? Because it was deceitful? Because she was afraid she might like it too much? Or because of the sex scenes she'd have to do with Nick McDonald? Who was she kidding? Like every other woman across the country, she had a king-sized crush on him. Oh, hell, she was in love with him. Who wouldn't die for the chance to have that man's arms around her, even if it was only acting? And his looks? The camera didn't do him justice. She'd met him more than a few times. In each instance, Hannah had to force her mouth to remain shut. Electric blue eyes sparkled with his smile, and he smiled a lot. His hair was the color of dark chocolate and obeyed a mere flick of his long fingers. And he wasn't pretentious in the least. In fact, he was very ... accessible. Just your normal, run of the mill guy next door ... who happened to earn up to twenty million dollars a movie. Hannah could never string more than two intelligent words together whenever she was around him, no matter how nice he was. If he noticed her awkwardness, he was kind enough not to mention it. In fact, he hardly said much to her at all. Which was just as well. If the man ever touched her, Hannah would crumble into a thousand pieces. Now she was expected to not only act with him, but to create those hot sex scenes the team of Lisa Hamilton and Nick McDonald were so famous for. "What ... what if he gets a hard-on?" Lisa laughed as she rubbed her belly. It would be a first. You've been around the business long enough to know this isn't a tryst. It's a production with the director, cameramen, sound and lighting techs just about up your ass. The environment is not conducive to passion." "It just looks so ... real. Hannah felt stupid even saying that. "That's why they call it acting. Nick and I are very good at what we do."

Yes, they were. And they got paid very well for bringing those blockbuster movies to life.Very well. Like Lisa, Nick spread the wealth among his family. Hannah's parents would never have to work a day in their life any more. Lisa had bought houses for Hannah and their two younger brothers. She would have taken care of them for life too, if their father hadn't stepped in. Their dad didn't want his children to become leeches. Lisa sidestepped him by drawing their brothers into the business. They didn't do half-bad themselves. The only hold out was Hannah. She preferred her relatively quiet life as a high school English and Drama teacher, even if she did have to spend the first week of each school year convincing new students she wasn't the great Lisa Hamilton. Hannah just couldn't see herself going through all the hassle and the invasions of privacy Lisa dealt with. Although she had to hand it to herLisa and Nick had done an excellent job of perpetuating the myth of a hot and heavy off-screen relationship. Generally, no one knew Lisa was married to wealthy investor Franco Maneli and they were now expecting twins. It was one of Hollywood's best-kept secrets. Unfortunately, it was also the reason they were sitting in Lisa's trailer today waiting to start shooting Lisa and Nick's new movie. "Why don't you just tell people the truth? Hannah asked for what felt like the hundredth time. Lisa groaned. Oh, God. Please don't make me answer that freaking question again." No, it'd had been discussed until they were both blue. Lisa needed Hannah to stand in for her. The myth had to survive. Too many careers depended on it. Delaying production of the movie would bring the media out sniffing for a story. Even if Lisa's publicist did a little spin doctoring on the delay, there was still the issue of the premier of their latest movie. Hannah could hear the speculation now. Where is Lisa? Was there trouble in paradise for the sizzling duo? Rumor has it in Tinseltown that Nick McDonald is gay. They might be able to survive the fall-out, but ticket sales would surely drop on their future endeavors once people realized they really weren't a couple. At least that was what the moneymen kept saying. But, not to worry, we'll just bring in the twin. Problem solved. Yeah ... right. "Have you told Nick yet? Hannah asked. Lisa studied her perfectly manicured nails. Not yet. We haven't hadn't any time alone and phone calls can be monitored." Hannah shoved to her feet and paced toward the kitchen. Not if you use a regular phone." "Relax. She flicked her concern away with a wiggle of her fingers. I'll tell him today." "Who knows? Hannah hugged her arms around her midriff.

Lisa shrugged. Franco, of course." That was a no brainer. Lisa told her husband everything. My agent, publicist, the producer, and director." She covered her face as she shook her head. Naked in front of everyone. How can you do it, Lisa?" "It's a closed set. Only necessary crew is there. Besides, you have a killer body. One any woman would be proud to have. I should know. It used to be mine." Which led to another question, another problem. Hannah nailed her sister's green-eyed gaze with its mate. And how do you expect to continue these scenes now? Being pregnant, having twins, is bound to leave its mark." Lisa glanced away. Her answer was pretty clearshe was going to ask Hannah to continue as her body double. "It's not so bad. Lisa traced the lines of pattern in the mauve chair. We always do the sex scenes first so they're out of the way. After this shoot, it would be a week or two out of your life at the max. And, let's face it, Nick and I don't have that many more years before we've lost our edge and things start to ... sag." "Maybe you'll get lucky and he'll have a twin he can trot out. She hated herself for her surliness, but the more Hannah thought about being naked in Nick's arms, the more out of control she felt. Lisa's long sigh was her undoing. Hannah had promised her she'd do this. They both knew she'd keep her word, so why belabor the point? And Lisa was compensating Hannah grandly for the assistanceforking over her salary to Hannah after all the taxes and relevant fees were deducted. It was three months of her time during the summer. What harm would come of it? A knock on the trailer door snapped her from her thoughts. "That will be Nick, Lisa said. We normally go to the set together. She smiled. Want to have a little fun with him?" More than she would ever realize. What kind of fun?" She scooted to the edge of her chair. Let's see if he can tell the difference. Pretend you're me. I usually just tell him to come in." And here it starts.Hannah squared her shoulders. She supposed there was no time like the present. "It's open, she called out. The door swung out. Light splashed into the trailer, temporarily blinding her to all else as Nick McDonald stepped in. Seconds later, the door shut. Hannah's eyes adjusted quickly. He stood there staring at her sister, seemingly dumbfounded. Like her, he was dressed for the set in a matching robe. She wondered if he had as little under it as she did. His script was rolled up and stuck in his pocket. "You remember my sister Hannah, don't you, Nick? Hannah somehow managed to say.

He gave her pregnant sister a hesitant smile. Of course. How are you doing? He laughed lightly. You'd think I'd know better than to ask a pregnant woman that. Congratulations. Lisa didn't mention she was going to be an aunt." Hannah stepped between them. With good reason. I didn't know when we talked the last time. She's carrying twins and has about two months to go." He nodded at Lisa. Well, congratulations still. Can't be easy being pregnant, much less having twins." He turned that smile on Hannah. It shot through her like a laser beam. Hannah's heart quickened, her blood raced, dampness soaked her crotch, just like they always did when she was near him. Only this time, she couldn't hide behind her sister. "They should be ready for us on set by now. He jerked his thumb over his shoulder. With any luck, we can polish this one off quick and get out of here in plenty of time to make that premier tonight." He whipped open the door for her as he smiled at her sister. Nice to see you again." Script in hand, Hannah forced her legs to move. Lisa would be gloating later that they'd managed to pull one over on him. The game was on. She picked her way down the three metal steps. Nick was quick to join her. "I want to practice those holds before we start shooting, he said as he fell in step beside her. I sure don't want any bruises like the last time." "On me or on you? Hannah praised herself for the witty comeback when he tossed back a laugh. "On either of us. The last thing I want to do is have to explain to Franco why his wife is all banged up." She glanced his way. And who would I be giving my explanations to?" He swung open the studio door. Same as always and you know it." "Still haven't found that special someone, huh?" He glanced back toward the trailer and Hannah would swear she saw a hint of sadness in his eyes. You know damn good and well I haven't, Lisa. I can't believe you didn't have the courtesy to tell me she'd gotten married." Hannah tried her best not to look puzzled or ask questions to answers she should already have as Lisa. But it sounded like Nick was upset because he thought Hannah was the married and pregnant one. Her heart started thumping against her ribcage. "Ah, what the hell. He shoved his hands in the pockets of his robe. It's my fault for not speaking ... Screw it. I give up. I'm too well known and this stupid game we're playing for the studios..." Hannah had never thought about how it would affect him. Franco did a good job of protecting Lisa. Plus Lisa went by her middle name, Kaye, and colored her hair cinnamon brown to cover the honey blonde. Nick didn't have those options, as far as she knew. He could shave himself bald or let his hair and beard grown to mountain man length and you could still see it was Nick McDonald. He just stood out. The only way he'd ever be able to hide would be to buy a place in the middle of nowhere and hide out there. She

wondered why he hadn't, but then, she couldn't see Nick hiding from anything, even his own success. "Maybe it's time we put our collective feet down. Lisa was going to kill her for that one. But surely their respective publicists could milk the truth and they could come out better than ever. In this age where every actress seemed to be giving birth, wouldn't Lisa's news have her soaring in popularity? Hannah winced. Not when the actress in question had put on fifty pounds. The media would make mincemeat out of her. "So, how did you spend the last six months? she asked as they entered the studio. Lights brightened the bedroom set ahead. He shrugged. Same old, same old. My dad and I built a house up in Idyllwild for family vacations. And you?" "Same old, same old." Nick chuckled. Curled up with one book after the other? Entertained Franco's business associates?" "Something like that. Other than the last task, Hannah's life was a lot like that. Although she did devote a lot of off hours to high school drama productions. Hank Leopold lifted his arm in greeting as they approached. Dark hair fringed his bald top. Half-glasses were perched on the end of his nose. He wore black trousers and a white long-sleeved shirt whose cuffs were rolled up to his elbows. According to Lisa, he never deviated from that attire. He was also full of energy and known as a director who never wasted a shot. Considering the awards he'd garnered through the years, Hannah would have to say that work ethic had served him well. "You two ready?" "We just need a minute to run through the beginning choreography of this shot. Nick tossed his script to a canvas chair with his name emblazoned on the back. Hannah followed suit with the one marked Lisa Hamilton. Every muscle in her body quivered. She'd never been so nervous. "Sounds good. Hank hoisted himself into the director's chair. Don't need any collisions or mis-grabs. I'd like to get this smooth and seamless. You gonna be all right?" Hannah glanced over her shoulder while Nick frowned. Clearly the question was directed at her since Hank was supposed to know who she was. "I'll be fine, she said. As he steered her toward the set, Nick bent close to her ear. Is there something I should know?" Hannah debated with herself. They had a good camaraderie going here. She didn't want to risk it by letting him know she wasn't whom he thought. She doubted he'd be fazed, but she'd probably be a wreck. At least for the moment, playing Lisa Hamilton, she could get through this. "Okay. Nick glanced around the area, blocking the scene in his head. Let's walk through this dressed first."

Hannah nodded. I'll start with the line I'm not going to argue with you about this. "Good." "I'm not going to argue with you about this! She stormed toward the door. He grabbed her upper arm. The hell you're not!" "Let me go. She twisted free of his hold and hurried on. "Don't you dare walk away from me. He grabbed her again and hauled her to his chest. Don't walk away from me." "Give me one good reason" "Because ... I love you. I always have. He slipped his mouth over hers, swooped her into his arms, and fell to the bed with her. "That looked really good, Hank said. Really smooth." Nick frowned down at Hannah, then rolled away. Yeah. Guess we're not as rusty as I thought. This should be a cinch." Tell that to her fluttering heart. Hannah could hardly breathe. Every surface of her skin felt like it was on fire. She clutched the lapel of her satin robe like her life depended on it. The sound and lighting check gave her precious time to compose rampant thoughts of Nick's rock hard body pressing hers into the mattress. "Let's do this. Hank pointed their way. Ready on the set." Nick shrugged off his robe. Hannah's eyes had a will of their ownthey dropped right to his ass. Sweet heaven!She bet his butt cheeks were as hard as the rest of him. Her fingers itched to curve into the clefts at each side. She tore her gaze away, but made the mistake of glancing Hank's way. The director struggled against a smile. Was she that obvious? She forced her attention back where it was supposed to be. With shaking hands, she dropped her robe and let it puddle at her feet. Nick took his mark. She found hers, trying to focus on his face and not anything below the waist. He glanced up. There was a flicker of something in his electric blue eyes. "Camera, Hank called. And ... action." "I'm not going to argue with you about this! She curled her fists by her sides and stormed toward the door. He grabbed her upper arm. The hell you're not! His fingers were hot against her skin. "Let me go, she breathlessly replied, then twisted free of his hold and hurried on. "Don't you dare walk away from me. He snagged her arm once more and swung her against his chest.

Her fingers dusted through the smattering of hair there. He pulled in a breath. Don't walk away from me." She clicked her eyes up to his. Give me one good reason" "Because ... I love you. I always have. He slipped his mouth over hers. Hannah couldn't help it; she opened her lips to his as a tiny groan left her. Nick broke off the kiss and stared down at her as his fingers drifted to her honey blonde hair. Suddenly, he swooped her into his arms, carried her to the bed, then fell into the mussed sheets with her. Nestled on top of her, he dusted the back of his fingers over her cheeks. His eyes caressed her face, paused at her lips. His own parted as if to kiss her. Hannah felt hers beckon him to do so. A rough groan tore from his throat as he moved to the curve of her neck. A gasp stole her breath. A tiny sound came with it as she arched her neck for more attention. With it, his dick flared to life. It wedged hard and long against her crotch. Hannah felt it pulsing as if it had a life of its own. She shifted, trying to pull him to her belly. Instead, the head fell onto her clit. Shock waves of delight and anticipation rippled through her. She was vaguely aware of him grunting a protest. One big hand cupped her butt trying to move her away; the other grazed her nipple. Shamefully, she leaned into it as she cried out. As she did so, he fell at the entrance to her pussy. "Is that what you want? he growled out. Hannah struggled to breathe, to force some coherent thought beyond the aching fire that consumed her. They shouldn't be doing this. It wasn't right. Cameras were rolling. There were people around. Weren't there? It didn't feel like it any more. The only reality was Nick and his throbbing cock mere millimeters from where she desperately needed it. He curled his hand around her breast. She closed her eyes on a sigh as his tongue traced wet circles around her nipple. The hand on her butt slid between them. She felt him grab his dick to move it away. She anchored his legs with hers and lifted her hips. "No ... Please ... I've wanted this for so long. I ... ahhh... She sank into bliss as he danced the head of his penis over her clit. Hannah clutched his shoulders as she twitched against him. She was going to come and quickly too. He aimed lower. Her protest died before she could utter it as he thrust deep inside. His thumb worked between them as he pistoned her into the bed. With every plunge, she swore he grew harder, bigger, if that were possible, now taking her clit with him on every stroke. Orgasm seized her with sweet heat. He clutched her to him, nipping the curve of her neck as he groaned with his release. Panting for breath they found each other's gaze. He dropped a kiss to her lips. "Cut! Hank announced. Excellent work. One take. I love it!" Horror replaced ecstasy. What the hell had they just done?

**** Nick tied his robe as he stomped from the studio. He was going to strangle her. No, first he'd kill her, then he'd strangle her. He should have seen it from the second he stepped into Lisa's trailer. But he'd been thrown off by the pregnancy factor and the jealousy that had welled up because of it. All he could think about was that Hannah was pregnant. Hannah had gotten married. Hannah was truly not accessible to him any more. In that brief space of time, Nick had cursed himself a thousand times over for not saying something to her when they'd met ages ago. He still couldn't for the life of him know why he'd clutched his secret to his heart. Only one person knewLisa. Scratch thattwo people knew. Lisa didn't keep anything from Franco. The metal steps clattered under his feet as Nick grabbed the handle on her trailer door. He yanked it open without knocking, then slammed it behind him. Lisa peered up at him from her chair. Using the remote, she clicked off the DVD player. "What the fuck, Lisa?" She gave him a half-smile. Well, it took you long enough. At what point did you realize" "The second I was able to look into her eyes. What kind of game is this? Are you even pregnant?" She rubbed her swollen belly. Very much so. And there's no game here. I did my best to salvage the movie." "The least you could've done was tell me." "And miss seeing this look on your face? She laughed lightly. Nick stomped her way. Damn it, Lisa. You know how I feel about her! This wasn't fair. He braced his fists on the arms of her chair as he hovered over her. She met his glare with one of her own. You're damn right it's not fair. I've been watching and listening to you moon over her for years and you're too big a coward to speak up." Lisa had him there. Nick didn't know if it felt like she'd dunked him in ice water or kicked him in the balls. Either way, he was breathless. He pushed away and started pacing. "I can't do this anymore. I know we talked about it during our last shoot, but this has to end." "I agree, but we are contracted for two more movies after this one, Nick. Can we really afford" He whirled around on her. Good God, Lisa. I just fucked your sister in front of the whole crew!" Green eyes were round and wide. She blinked several times before she finally found her voice. Well ... I guess there's some saving grace since she's on the pill. As for the other.... I give that little piece of news until sunset to hit the air waves." Nick scrubbed his hands over his face. I don't think anyone realized it. As hot as our scenes normally are ... Damn it, Lisa. She's going to think"

"She's not going to think anything because I'm going to tell her the truth." "Don't you dare. I swear to God... He jabbed his finger her way, then clenched it in a fist at his side. Lisa struggled to her feet. What're you afraid of, Nick?" The question caught him off-guard. How many times had he asked himself that? Hand braced against her lower back, she lumbered toward him. I bet I can guess even if you can't." "How can you whenI don't even know? He perched on the edge of the stool next to the breakfast bar. "Because I think I've gotten to know you pretty well these last five years. And I know myself and Hannah. She slid her hand over his, forcing him to meet her gaze. You've wanted Hannah from the second you laid eyes on her, just when you and I were soaring into the stratosphere. It was scary enough for us, so I know you wondered how could you pull her into it. And especially my twin. Then the myth built and ... here we are, both of us prisoners." Nick massaged the ache growing in his head. It's more complicated than that, Lisa. It's ... it's..." She squeezed his hand. Now that you've had her, you feel continuing this farce with me, even on screen, is ... wrong." He found himself nodding. Maybe in the back of his mind, Nick had always felt that way. Lisa and Hannah might be identical twins, buthe could tell the difference between them. It was in their eyes, their smiles, their very auras. He'd always been pulled to Hannah. Night after night, he craved her against him. First he thought that would drift over to Lisa. That never happened. The magic wasn't there. Instead, he'd slake his lust with other women, never finding that one who could drown out the need for Hannah. Maybe he should have gone after her from the start, but fame and fortune that went with his stardom were hard enough to handle and keep up with. He and Lisa had worked so hard in their careers to reach this point. The myth had to live and so his feelings for Hannah were left to simmer. Well, they'd definitely boiled over today. "I can't do this any more, Lisa. We knew it when we made the last movie. It's gotten too hard to live the lie. There's too much hiding, too much subterfuge. Let's get our people together and see how we can slip these nooses from around our necks." "Or ... we can simply ask Hannah to be me until these last three movies are made." Nick snorted. I'm not going to throw her to the wolves like that. I've loved her too long to let her sacrifice whatshe's worked so hard to have, just to salvage our prisons." "Then maybe it's about time you let Hannah know that." "Yeah ... well ... maybe it is." Another reason why he delayed all these yearswhat if she didn't feel the same way? Silent, he could indulge in his love, his need, his every fantasy and hope one day it could all be. But putting himself out there meant risk and the possibility of having all those feelings slam dunked. Yeah, the greatly sought after

Nick McDonald was afraid of rejection. He heard the steps rattle. Seconds later, the door swung open. Nick felt his breath catch as Hannah stepped in. God, she was beautiful! She shot him a glance from the corner of her eye and her cheeks turned pink. She hugged the robe closed against her throat as she sank into the chair Lisa had just vacated. He could only imagine what was going through her mind. "Obviously ... obviously, you now realize I'm not Lisa, she said. "I knew you weren't Lisa from the second I looked into your eyes." Her gaze shifted to his. But you" "It happened because I knew you were Hannah, not because I thought you were Lisa. Just looking at her made him hard. No surprise there, except for the fact he was wearing a robe and nothing else. There wasn't much he could do to disguise his ... condition. Hannah's fingers curled over the arm of the chair as she faced him fully. Her robe parted, revealing her well-toned thighs and legs. He thought of how they'd twined around him, capturing him. It was all he could do to swallow. His dick was fully erect now, on the hunt for another taste of heaven. "I don't understand, she said. Lisa tossed her hands up. You two are the stupidest people I've ever met. I'm going to take a nap." "I mean it, Lisa, Nick said to her back. This ends with this movie. We need to call our people." "I'll take care of it after my nap. She waddled down the hallway, muttering curses Nick suspected were best left unheard. Left alone with Hannah, awkwardness settled around them like a wool blanket in August. So far, her gaze hadn't left his face, or his hers. He didn't know whether to be grateful she hadn't noticed the erection tenting his robe or ... wounded. He couldn't very well tuck it between his thighs without drawing attention to it, so he left it peeking for daylight. Yet he longed for her lips to curve in a delectably sexy smile, to have her stalk his way, wrap her fingers around his cock and stroke him. He was more than tempted to go to her, but fear of having her skitter into the farthest corner kept him still. She still clutched the robe to her throat while she unwittingly called to him with those long, shapely legs. Have you and my sister ever" "Never, he quickly replied. "Why did you do this today?" "I could ask you the same question." The hint of a smile brightened her green eyes. But I asked first." Nick grinned. So you did. Would you believe me if I told you I've wanted to do that from the minute we first met?"

Her gaze dropped to his lap. Rather than blush and shift her focus elsewhere, she stared for too many heartbeats before raking her eyes back up to his. A thousand questions danced upon her face. He wouldn't blame her for not believing him. Maybe Lisa was right and he had been a fool. No more. "I'm in love with you, Hannah. I always have been." Her mouth parted. She struggled for a response, but the words didn't come. Fear overwhelmed him. What if she didn't feel the same way? Why would she? He'd worshipped her from afar, as corny as that sounded. Not once in all this time had he ever staked any kind of claim. Nick swore he'd done so to protect her from the limelight. Now he realized he was nothing but a coward. He didn't speak because he was afraid she'd reject him. He was still afraid. "Hannah ... please ... say something, he begged on a choked whisper. A knock on the door kept her from responding. "Come in, Nick barked. Coral, the assistant director, pushed the door open. Hank would like to get some close-ups of that last scene." Nick let his head drop. How in the hell was he supposed to walk onto the set with a hard-on? We'll be there in a minute. Maybe he could get to his trailer, beat off, and ... hell, he'd use Lisa's bathroom. He'd never make it to his without being seen. That would be the talk of the lot. He tucked his robe tight as he stood. It was a paltry defense. Hannah jumped to her feet at the same time. You ... you can't leave in this condition." "I was going to... He felt his cheeks heat. She shook her head. No, she whispered. Let me." Slow steps brought her to him. He watched, mesmerized as she knelt before him and parted his satin robe. His cock bounced free. "You are the most beautiful man I have ever seen. Her words caressed him as the air teased the bulbous, purple head. Fanning her hands on either side of his groin, Hannah's thumbs fondled his aching balls while her fingers twined through the dark thatch of hair. His breath caught as he watched her lick her lips. He fumbled for the bar stool behind him. "Uh-uh. She gripped his ass in her hands and held him in place. Mine." A groan tore from his throat as her tongue twirled around the tip of his cock. She teased him unmercifully, flicking the tag underneath, digging through the wet slit at the point, then drawing him deep into her mouth. How many times had he wanted, dreamed of this moment? Too many to last for long. He grabbed a handful of her long, blonde hair and tugged her back. "Your mouth feels like heaven, sweetheart, but I need to feel your body welded to mine while I make

love to you. I need you to come with me." Hannah smiled and wrapped her tongue around him one more time, before stretching out on the floor before him. She looked like a golden sacrifice laid before him, her thighs open, her robe spread out beneath her, her arms beckoning to him. His heart ached as much as his body. He knelt before her, tracing his hands along her silky flesh. She gasped and reared up to him. Make me come, Nick. Make my dreams come true." He stared at her clit, red and ripe like fruit on the vine. He danced his fingers across it. Hannah sighed, then rolled to her hands and knees. Nick didn't need a second invitation. Cock in hand, he guided it to her wet pussy, deep into her molten heat. He froze, fighting for control to give her what they both wanted. His fingers drifted around, capturing the prize there. Hannah wiggled against him, taking control of the action. He let her writhe in wanton abandon while her cunt walls stroked him. Tension built. She convulsed around his cock and he thrust hard. Hannah's back arched. Oh, God, harder. I'm co..." A rush of liquid washed over him. Nick beat himself harder, deeper, drawing out her climax as his own poured from him. He dug his fingers into her hips, pulling her tight against him as the orgasm ripped through him. Panting for breath, they remained that way until another knock at the door shattered the moment. "I said we're coming, he snapped. Hannah giggled. Again? So soon? she whispered. He gave her bottom a love pat. Let's at least get through these close-ups before things pop up again." He rolled her into his arms. She looked happy, joyous. Was she? Or was it the aftereffect of sex? Then she nestled her lips onto his, her tongue twined around his, kissing him like he'd never been kissed before. Another damn knock pulled them apart. "Come on, guys. Pretty please? Coral said. Hank is going to have my ass." They hurried into their robes, then Nick opened the door. Sorry, Coral. We didn't mean to put you on the spot." She shot a glance between the two of them. Her eyes widened as she backed down the steps. She knewjust what she knew remained to be seen. Nick wasn't going to give her the chance to speculate. He and Lisa had worked with Coral on a couple of pictures. She was one of those in the know about their true relationship. He couldn't have her thinking Lisa would screw around on Franco. He caught her elbow and pulled her between them. This is Hannah, Lisa's sister, he said softly. "Lisa's inside, Hannah added. And very, very pregnant." Delight brightened her features. She looked like she warred between rushing inside to wish Lisa good luck and the demands of her boss. "Later, Nick said, steering her toward the set. She's napping."

Coral nodded and beamed a smile back at them. What started out as a giggle, exploded into a full-fledged laugh. Oh ... you two were very, very, very naughty today, weren't you? Now I know what really made that scene pop and sizzle! She darted her gaze from side to side. Don't worry. You're secret's safe with me, she whispered, then hurried ahead. At the door, she spun around again. This is so cool! I just can't believe it!" **** Hannah could certainly echo that. She must have mentally pinched herself a thousand times to make sure she wasn't dreaming. Now as they ran through the scene slowly for close-ups, the script words held new meaning. Nick wasn't acting when he said,"Because ... I love you. I always have." Hearing them over and over made her want to weep with joy. Each caress for the camera was yet another affirmation. They lay on the bed, bodies glued together. Only they knew the secrethis dick was hard and plugged deep into her. Coral might have suspected, especially when they had to move for the different camera angles, but she kept any suspicions close to her heart, not even allowing a smirk. Finally, Hank was satisfied with all his shots and pronounced them done for the day. But Nick and Hannah were far from done. Being wedged together, quietly making love while the crew watched, oblivious to it all, had stoked them to a fever pitch, yet orgasm was beyond their reach. As things were, they could hardly move without revealingall . Definitely a predicament. Nick gave her a wink. Hank, while we've got the momentum going, we'd like to get the shower scene over with. Do we have time?" "We aren't set up with soap yet, but we could do the main sequence and the close-ups tomorrow. Hey, when the mood's right..." The mood was more than right. Coral called for quiet on the set. Hank waited a beat or two, then said, Action." "I'd forgotten how wonderful it could be, Hannah said in character. We've wasted so many years. Another parallel to their own situation. "Then we'll just have to make up for lost time. Wrap your legs around my waist and hold tight." "Where are we" "Just do it." "I love the animal in you, darling, she said with a laugh. He hoisted himself to his knees, taking her with him. The angle thrust him deeper inside. Hannah closed her eyes on a gasp. The man was gloriously huge. "Is that all? He grabbed her ass and wiggled into her. She gasped again and he stood. Each footstep pierced him straight to her core as he carried her into the set's bathroom. It was going to be a tricky maneuver. The wide shower stall was enclosed with frosted

glass in front, ceramic tile on the other three sides. Hannah's character was supposed to open the door. They'd step inside, twist on the spray, and go at it. But at some point, the cameras needed to be there. She prayed Hank would have them film the external shots first. Once sated, she and Nick could run through the close-ups without the glass. As she grasped the door, Nick's lips seized hers. His parried against hers, wiping out all thought. In the back of her mind, she heard the latch release. He stepped across the rail, then braced her against the tile. The cold on her back took Hannah's breath away. Eyes wide, she tried to break off the kiss. Nick wouldn't let her. She was his. Hannah grappled for the spigots and twisted them on. The blast of cold water jerked him upright. Hannah laughed. "Think that's funny, huh?" "Hilarious!" "And what about this? He leaned her into the tile and pumped himself into her core, taking her clit with him. As her eyes closed in rapture, Hannah was vaguely aware of the camera peering through the open door capturing every pivot of body into body. Her hard nipples rasped against the smattering of hair on Nick's chest. Long fingers grasped her butt cheeks, forcing her to move in time with him. All she could do was hang on to those massive shoulders and take the fucking he was giving her. "Tell me how you feel, he demanded, and Hannah had a hard time figuring out if he was Nick or the character he played. "W ... wonderful, she replied breathlessly. "That's ... not ... what ... I ... mean. He jabbed her hard and deep with each word. Tell me. I want to hear the words. Ineed to hear them." She was close to coming, on the very edge of exploding. I ... love you. I ... love ... you. I ... love ... ahhhhh." Like an animal in heat, he growled long and low as he came with her. They panted for breath while the camera still rolled. She felt Nick grow flaccid, then he gently set her to her feet. Her legs were like rubber. He wrapped her in his arms and let the warm spray wash over them as they shared kisses and caresses of afterlove. Hannah rested her head on his chest. I do love you. I always have." He lifted her chin on the crook of his finger. Truly?" "Very truly. But where does that leave us? What do we do about ... this?" "We'll work it out. I'm not going to be without you ever again." "Oh..."

He kissed then, slow and sweet. "Cut! Hank shouted. They sealed their kiss and accepted the robes Coral handed to them. "Wonderful, wonderful stuff! Hank acted like he was a kid at Christmas. Great ad lib! It works perfectly for the story!" But was it going to work in real life? "That's a wrap for today, guys. See you at the premier tonight." Hannah and Nick shoved their feet into flip-flops and walked slowly toward the dressing room trailers. They paused at Lisa's. "There's no time like the present to start on this, sweetheart, he said. Then, in front of everyone wandering around the lot, he drew her close and kissed her. Hannah swore she heard gasps. This would definitely hit the airwaves long before they made the premier. It would make for great buzz for the movie that Lisa Hamilton and Nick McDonald were seen in a clinch. He laced his fingers through hers. Let's go to my trailer. I've got some phone calls to make." **** "We've just come across the coup of the year! the entertainment reporter blared into the microphone. Rumor has always swirled around Lisa Hamilton and Nick McDonald. Are they or aren't they? They aren't! Documents reveal our fair Lisa married wealthy investment banker Franco Maneli two years ago and they're expecting twins! Through her publicist, Lisa indicated they were thrilled about the impending births, she's doing well, is huge, and tired." The woman laughed. Who wouldn't be? How does this affect production of the latest Lisa-Nick movie? It's doesn't. In a move that can only be termed brilliant, Lisa's own identical twin, Hannah, has stepped into her shoes. Preliminary word from the set isif you find the scenes in this movie steamy, it's for a reason! Love has bloomed between the actor and his partner's body double. So much so that Nick McDonald now has it written into his contract that all sex scenes will be filmed with Hannah as stand-in for Lisa! "We're hovering on the edge of the red carpet awaiting the arrival of the love-birds now for comment. Due to the advanced stages of pregnancy, Lisa will be unable to appear." The woman pulled in a breath. I think I see the limo arriving now." **** Nick peeled Hannah off his lap, then clicked off the small TV in the limo's console after he pulled his trousers up. Are you sure you're ready for this?" Hannah tugged her dress down. I would be if I could find my panties."

He found them where he'd tossed them earlier on the opposite bench. Over there, and that's not what I meant. Your life will be an open book. You'll be hounded constantly. You might lose your job. I never wanted to expose you to this ... nightmare." "So, it's been better we've lived in misery pining for each other? Hannah wiggled her panties on. To me,that was the bigger nightmare. As for this. Well, it definitely isn't my dream come true. Smiling, she knelt beside him. But you are. Now, let's show them what real love is all about." Nick reveled in the sparkle in her green eyes. He had to be the luckiest man in the world. All the fame and fortune weren't nearly as precious as finally having the love of his life. We still have all that lost time to make up for." Hannah laughed. At the rate we're going ... Just try to behave during the movie." He reached for the door handle as the limo came to a stop. What? And ruin all my fun? We have that public bathroom scene to film tomorrow. We could get some practice in tonight." She traced the curve of his jaw with her finger. I think your adoring public has had enough of a shock for one night." "Not nearly enough. He kissed her quickly, then opened the door. The gauntlet of reporters stretched out before them. And into the fire." He stepped from the limo, then reached for Hannah's hand to help her out. Flashbulbs shot around them capturing each moment. And for the first time since success had fallen at his feet, it didn't feel like prison. How could it when his life was by his side? He'd never be alone again. "Is there a wedding in the future? A female reporter shoved the microphone in their faces. Nick and Hannah wrapped their arms around each other's waists. Most definitely, they said together. Then they kissed for the cameras, ending any remaining speculation.

Caitlyn Willows Caitlyn Willows is the pseudonym for award-winning author Catherine Snodgrass, who wanted to flex her writing muscles in the erotica genre. Readers will find the same quality from Caitlyn that they have come to expect from Catherine, but the stories will be more over-the-top and more steamy. Sometimes the novels are written singularly, and sometimes they are a collaborative effort with award-winning author Paris Dixon. Always they will be action-filled ... in more ways than one. Caitlyn Willows email address is caitlyn@catherinesnodgrass.com.

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