Winning My Ex-Crush

Fenella’s POV

Alan and I approached the director again as she gave instructions for the second scene. We both wore the white satin robes provided by our makeup artist. Now, our hair was styled slightly more tousled than in the previous scene.

“Okay, Fenella. I want you to stay calm and relaxed. The concept is that you are choosing a condom as if you were choosing a shirt that fits Alan because condoms can be considered a daily necessity for a couple like you, right?”

“Yes.” I nodded softly.

“Stay calm and relaxed, okay? You are choosing a shirt,” Martha repeatedly indoctrinated me to not be nervous.

“Okay,” I said, portraying a calm face.

“Alright, let’s get ready!” The assistant director issued the command through the megaphone.

Alan and I opened our satin robes and handed them to Jessy. The first time we saw each other’s outfits, my heart beat faster. Alan was not wearing any clothing except for a skin-toned thong. I saw Alan also look surprised, his eyes widening as he looked at me.

“Wow, you look magnificent.” He whispered softly.

“Thank you. You look hot too,” I whispered back in the same soft tone.NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

How could he not? Okay, I couldn’t lie; I was truly in awe. Alan’s chest was broad and solid, with sharp contours. His shoulders were wide and generous. His stomach was tight, with six-pack abs.

With a body like that, which woman wouldn’t be aroused by him? Furthermore, as I glanced briefly at the bulge behind his underwear, gosh! Damn it! I could see dark, fine curls disappearing behind his pants towards the towering bulge.

Ugh, I was completely messed up. How could I avoid sin if I looked at a sexy body like that?! No, no, no. It’s all just biological hormones-a woman’s nature. However, my heart and mind still drifted to Laird, who would be disappointed if I didn’t maintain my professionalism.

“Over here. Watch your step,” a staff member guided us up a small staircase to climb onto the pharmacy counter.

Alan lay on the counter while I straddled him. Oh, crap! Crap! I kneeled on the wide white counter. Alan’s body lying beneath me seemed comfortable. His elbows were supported on the counter, so his body was halfway up. However, his eyes stared at me as if caressing every inch of my skin through his gaze.

“Get ready in position! Everyone be quiet.” At that command, the room fell silent immediately.

“Action!”

When that word was uttered, I immediately moved my body as if riding Alan. However, I had to keep my face calm and relaxed. The female pharmacist asked me.

“How does it feel with this one?”

“Well, I think this one is good enough,” I said with a few nods and a thin smile as my body and hips moved up and down with my hands holding Alan’s hips as directed by the director.

“Hmm, I think I’d like to try a larger size,” Alan retorted to the pharmacist with a frown on his forehead.

I continued moving up and down for a few seconds. “Cut!”

We repeated the scene several times before the director finally declared that the result was good. Thank goodness the scene wasn’t repeated too many times because I swear I felt Alan’s hard shaft pressing against my pussy! Was he aroused by me?

Anyway, the director let us step down. We watched the footage on the director’s screen. Indeed, their shots looked amazing.

On screen, I could see my head, back, Alan’s upper body, and Alan’s legs. While our touching hips were covered by the body and head of the female pharmacist, my body movements were also quite rhythmic.

“Alright. Shall we go straight to the third scene?” Martha asked us.

“The sooner, the better,” I replied.

“Alright! I love your spirit, Fenella! Come on, let’s go!” Martha exclaimed enthusiastically.

The makeup artist quickly styled my hair and Alan’s hair to become more tousled and voluminous than in the previous scene. Now, I truly looked like I was being f**ked up. After being satisfied, the makeup artist and Jessy nodded to indicate that the scene was ready to begin.

“Get in position!” Martha called out, and everyone immediately moved to their positions.

“Third scene! Ready?” The voice from the megaphone sounded loud.

I placed both of my hands on the edge of the condom shelf. My body pressed against the shelf while Alan’s hands held my back in the upper area near the armpits. Alan’s hands felt hot, burning my skin, and I shivered because of it.

“Are you cold?” Alan asked from behind me.

“It’s okay. I can still do it,” I replied curtly to cover up the fact that Alan’s touch had somewhat sparked desire building up in my pussy.

“Okay,” Alan said, as his body was very close to mine from behind.

After ensuring the studio was quiet, the video recording began. “Action!”

Alan started moving his body, and I followed suit with quick movements. As if we were engaging in doggy-style intercourse.

Gosh! How is this possible?! Alan’s erect penis was really poking into my pussy from behind and was only hindered by his underwear, which was as thin as tissue. I nearly went crazy trying to resist moaning due to the stimulation in my pussy.

“Cut!” The assistant director called out.

Oh, crap! I forgot my line.

“Forgive me! Please let me repeat that.” I nodded to them.

“Okay, get ready! Action!”

Alan and I resumed moving our bodies for a few seconds. Then I delivered my lines with a calm face.

“Hmm, this one feels too big,” I said to the attentive female pharmacist looking at me.

“Cut okay!”

Okay? After that word was spoken, I immediately stepped away from Alan. I glanced at his underwear, and indeed, I saw a hard bulge there.

“Stop staring, Fenella.” Alan’s voice snapped me out of my reverie.

“What?” I pretended not to understand as I walked to Jessy to put on the robe.

“You’re turning me on. If you keep staring at me like that, I might take you to the dressing room,” he teased.

“No, thank you,” I replied curtly as I put on the satin robe, tightening its sash firmly around my waist.

No, I must not get further involved with Alan. This is all wrong, and I am definitely not a cheater.

“We will have a one-hour break,” Martha made an announcement, and then everyone dispersed.

I retrieved my phone from Jessy’s care. When I looked at the screen to check the time, I widened my eyes in surprise. Unnoticeably, it was already noon-time for a lunch break. I checked the message from Laird, and he seemed quite calm waiting for me.

‘How is the shooting going?’

I then replied to the message while gripping my phone tightly. Laird must not know how I was slightly aroused by Alan.

‘Smooth. Maybe I can come to your office to go home together and have dinner outside.’

A few seconds later, Laird replied to my message again.

‘Of course. Just let me know when you arrive at my office later.’