I had work to do though. I had to get my hair touched up for one thing. Fucking brown hair. I almost growled at the hairdresser when I saw her again. It was her fucking fault that I looked like Denny. And once she was done removing all traces of my glorious blondness, I resembled him even more.

Anna seemed to like it though. When we were alone, she fingered a dark strand with a curious smile on her lips. “You know, this is the one aspect of all this that I actually like. You pull off the dark look really well, babe. Very sexy…”

The look in her eyes told me just how much she enjoyed what she was seeing. Grabbing her hips, I pulled her into me. “Oh yeah? Just how sexy is it? Am I making you wet, baby?”

She ran a hand down her shirt, outlining the succulent curve of her beautiful breasts. “Mmmm, you know you do. All the damn time.”

Seeing Anna get more and more into this TV idea was turning me on faster than her body. Her support meant everything to me, and now that I was finally starting to get a little bit of it, I wanted to physically reciprocate. I wanted to worship her body, to thank her for accepting all my shit. It was the least I could do. “You are so gorgeous,” I murmured in her ear. “Every girl on this show is going to wish she looked as hot as you.”

She let out a soft moan as she tilted her head back, exposing her neck. I placed a soft kiss against her jugular. All thoughts of being responsible on my first day of the job instantly left me. What could they do if I disappeared for an hour or so? I was the star, the reason this show was going to skyrocket. They’d tolerate a slight delay for epic glory, I was sure.

Once we were outside, I pressed Anna’s back into the hair and makeup trailer and she groaned as our bodies came together. “What do you want me to do to you, baby?” I asked. Bringing my hand to her chest, I barely touched her nipple with my finger. The light touch drove her crazy, and her eyes were heated when they locked on mine.

She threaded her hands into my new dark ’do. “I want you to take me back to that bedroom set and screw me on your new bed…”

Well, fuck me.

I looked around for our guide, but Harold had disappeared once he’d delivered me to makeup. He’d said he’d be back to take me to rehearsals, but who knew when that might happen. And he never told me to wait here…surely he could find me if I toured the set again with my wife. My hot, horny wife who I hadn’t fucked in weeks.

Grabbing her hand, I pulled her away from the trailer and led her back to the bedroom set. It wasn’t the most private place in the world, since most of the walls were missing so the cameras had room to record. This particular set was already prepped though, so no one was around when we stumbled across it.

Laughing, I flung myself onto the bed, pulling her with me. She laughed too, then attacked my mouth like we hadn’t kissed like this in years. And it felt like years. I was rock hard in under six seconds.

“God, you feel good, baby,” she murmured between breaks in our lips.

“You too,” I repeated, grabbing her ass and pulling her hips into mine. By the way we were both already panting and groaning, I knew this was going to be a brief but powerful fusion. Good thing too, since someone would eventually come in here for one reason or another.

Thankfully, Anna was wearing a loose skirt, and hiking it up was easy. While she nibbled on my ear, I slipped a finger into her underwear. Fuck, she was so ready. An erotic cry left her mouth as she jerked against my hand. “Yeah, you like that?”

“Yes…fuck, yes. More, Griffin. I need more…”

She rotated her hips, grinding her pussy against me. I just about came it felt so good. “Yeah, baby…I’m ready for you.”

Pushing her back a little, I unzipped my jeans and freed myself. I wasn’t quite as naked as I wanted to be, but I didn’t have time for anything else. I didn’t even take Anna’s underwear off; I just moved them to the side so I could plunge into her.

She sat up on my lap, dropping her head back and showing off her chest. Fuck…they should really be recording this. It should be the opening scene of the show.

“Oh God, Griffin,” she cried, moving against me.

Grabbing her hips, I worked her over me. “Call me, Ace,” I murmured. My peak was approaching faster than I wanted it to. Fuck, this was hot.

Anna slowed her pace and looked down at me, then glanced at where we were and smiled. I wondered if she felt as electrified by the openness of our setting as I did. Any second, someone could walk around the corner and see us. It made every nerve ending in my body come to life. I was sizzling, and I hadn’t even come yet.

Closing her eyes, she cried out, “God, Ace…you feel so good. More…I need more. I need you to come. Come with me.”

Fuck, yes! My hand ducked under her shirt as we moved together with a furious intensity. Ripping down her bra, I twisted her nipple between my fingers. She instantly clenched around me. “Yes, Ace, now…now,” she cried as she climaxed.

“I’m there, baby,” I got out, just before I finished.

Oh my God…I loved being an actor.

After our grunting, groaning, and panting calmed down, she lay on my chest. Giggling, she made a circle over my pec. “I can’t believe we just did that…Ace.”

Even though my jeans were chaffing me, I didn’t care, that was fucking amazing. Squeezing her breast still in my hand, I nodded. “Let’s do that before every show, ’kay?”

Anna smacked my chest, then pushed herself up. She carefully removed herself from me and stood up. I wanted to keep lying there with my spent dick on view for the world to see, but Anna tucked me back into my underwear. She looked around with a secretive smile on her face, like she couldn’t believe we’d gotten away with that with no witnesses.

Harold found us just as Anna was straightening the covers on the bed. “Oh good, there you are. I thought I’d lost you. Everything…okay?” He quirked a brow as he took in Anna’s actions and the pleasing flush in her cheeks. My girl had had an orgasm for the record books. But I’d totally bend her over and give her another one if she wasn’t satisfied yet. She deserved it, after what I’d put her through recently.

Anna giggled in a charmingly seductive way that made me want to sit her on my lap. “Oh yeah…everything is good.” Smiling brighter, she turned to me. “Let’s go meet your costars.”

It gave me no end of delight that she was finally as eager about this as I was. We followed Harold with fucking springs in our step. Everything was turning out exactly as I’d hoped. It just reaffirmed the fact that I was doing the right thing by cutting ties with the D-Bags. It was time.

On the way there, Anna asked Harold about the pilot. “So, who picked up the show? What network?”

Harold started playing with his tie while he walked. “LMF.”

Anna and I exchanged a glance. I hadn’t heard the name before, and it was clear Anna hadn’t either. “LMF? I’ve never heard of ’em. You sure they’re legit?”

Harold nodded. “Yeah, yeah, they’re a bit on the new side, but they are a real up-and-coming network. They’re going to blow the big boys out of the water soon. And they’re the perfect vehicle for this program…they’re focusing on real cutting-edge stuff. And they are crazy about you. They are going to promote the hell out of this show. You’ll be everywhere!”

Smiling, I hugged Anna tighter. “Everywhere…I like that. So, when’s it airing?”

Harold’s smile matched mine. “Monday night, prime time.”

My smile dropped. “Wait…I’ll be competing with Monday Night Football?” Damn, even I might not watch me now.

Harold swished away my concern with his hand. “With DVRs it doesn’t really matter anymore. It will hardly affect us, and who knows, it might even help. This is an incredible deal for us, truly something to celebrate!”