Dylan slowly sped up until eventually he was thrusting into me so hard I was crying out loudly and not caring if everyone within a five mile radius could hear my screams. He was too good to be quiet. The bed slammed against the wall with a bang as he pounded into me and I gasped and gripped his back tightly, digging my nails in.

"Dylan!" I cried out. Hearing that just spurred him on and he thrust his length so hard into me I felt like I was going to be split in half but I wasn't complaining. It was the most amazing feeling in the world.

He pulled out and laid over onto the bed, pulling me on top of him as he kissed my mouth. As I hovered over him, he reached down and found my entrance, gripping my hip bones tightly as he pushed his hips up off the bed and drove his length up into me over and over really fast. I cried out as I reached out and grabbed onto the headboard, panting and he squeezed my butt cheeks tightly in his hands as he leaned forward and closed his lips around one of my nipples, sucking on it.

I threw my head back and cried out as I sat up and started riding him, raising my arms up and running them over my long blonde hair to get it out of my face. He gripped my breasts in both hands as he continued thrusting up into me, running his thumbs over my nipples and making a tingle run across my skin.

I bounced up and down on his length before I slowed down and started grinding my hips against it back and forth and around in a circle. It felt so good I let out a soft moan and closed my eyes again. He reached down and started rubbing between my legs with one hand while his other continued playing with my nipple.

I was already so worked up it didn't take long before I was gripping the headboard again tightly as my stomach clenched up and my body shuddered with another orgasm. I slowly opened my eyes, feeling my heart pounding a mile a minute as I looked down at him, with the spot between my legs throbbing.

Dylan was looking up at me, studying my face and said, "You're so damn beautiful. You have no idea."

Then he sat up and covered my mouth with his, kissing me deeply before pushing up with his hips and flipping me over onto my back so he was on top again.

He kissed me softly as he moved in and out, our naked bodies pressing together and the weight of his large muscular body pushing me into the mattress. He lifted one of my legs over his shoulder and sat up on his knees as we both looked down and watched his length moving in and out of me. It felt amazing and I closed my eyes and moaned.

He pulled out again and rolled me over to lay on my stomach, entering me from behind and driving so deep into me I shouted, "Dylan!" breathlessly.

He laid his chest down onto my back and pulled my hair to the side, whispering in my ear, "I love it when you scream my name." Then he leaned in and bit lightly into the side of my neck as he gripped my shoulders and used them as leverage to thrust up into me even harder. I felt a shiver move across my skin as I moaned.

He reached one hand under my body and massaged between my legs, as he pulled my hair with his other hand and slammed hard up into me from behind making me cry out. Damn this man was good. Really good. I knew I would be daydreaming about this night for the rest of my life. It was by far the best sex of my life and I never wanted it to end.

It went on for over an hour and he showed me sexual positions I never would've even imagined. He knew all the tricks and he had given me more orgasms in one night than Caden did throughout our entire relationship. He eventually gripped onto my hips and drove himself deep into me, as his body shuddered a few times with his release. He pulled out and collapsed over onto the bed next to me panting and I laid there panting too. My body was spent and exhausted but more satisfied than it had ever been.

"Hey Melissa," I heard Dylan's deep voice say in a whisper, like he was trying not to wake me up. "Yeah I'm fine. Yeah, we're getting along really well. That's actually why I was calling. I wanted to see if you could have some flowers sent over to the guest house for her? I don't know what kind. What do you think? Roses? Or is that too cliche?"

I kept my eyes shut, pretending to be asleep and struggling not to smile.

"Ok. Red roses it is then. Thanks Melissa. I appreciate it. Bye."

I heard him sit his phone down on the bedside table and then I felt his hand on my hip and his body sinking into the mattress next to me as he wrapped an arm around my waist and cuddled up against me. He let out an exhale, and so did I. Being there wrapped up in his arms with his warm naked body against mine was the most amazing feeling. I tried to push away the nagging thoughts in the back of my mind that I was leaving tomorrow and would probably never see him again except on TV or in a movie. Saying goodbye to him was going to be so hard.

"Good morning sleepyhead," he whispered, running a finger along the side of my face, to brush my hair back.

I blinked open my eyes and looked at him and his green eyes made my insides flutter, so I smiled at him.

He leaned forward and kissed my forehead and said, "We film your scene today for the movie, so we have to get ready soon."

I had almost forgotten all about the movie shoot today. I was going to be an extra in Dylan's movie that had recently started filming. That was a part of the whole 'Live like a celebrity for a week' package.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"Almost eleven. We need to be there at 12:30 so we have a little time but traffic might be bad and my helicopter pilot's out today for his daughter's birthday."

"You have a helicopter?"

"Yeah. It's almost a necessity in L.A. If not I'd spend half my life sitting in traffic and never get anything done."

"I forgot you had a movie to film today. Maybe we shouldn't have stayed up all night."

We had ended up having sex a couple times and didn't pass out until 6:00 am.

He shook his head and said, "No, don't say that. Last night was the most incredible night of my life. I don't regret it at all."

I smiled over at him and said, "Me too. I wish I could relive that night over and over."

"You could, if you stay here with me. We could relive that night over and over as many times as you want," he said, giving me a flirty smile.

I gave him a weak smile back and said, "You know I can't do that Dylan."

He took a deep breath in and let it out and said, "I know, but it was worth a try."

He stood up and walked into the bathroom completely naked and I heard him brushing his teeth. I sat up and stretched, walking into the bathroom naked too, smacking his firm hard ass with a flirty smile before I started brushing my teeth beside him.

He leaned over and rinsed and spit while I was still brushing, and then turned to face me, looking down at my body and cupping one of my breasts in his hand and running his other hand down the curve off my back and over my butt, squeezing my cheek in his hand firmly.

"What are you doing? I thought we needed to get ready?" I asked with a mouth full of toothpaste before leaning over and spitting and rinsing my mouth out.

I dried my mouth on the towel and turned to face him, looking up into his handsome face and then scanning down, taking in the view of his sculpted naked body and smooth, tan skin. My eyes moved down to his penis that was already halfway hard and getting harder very quickly.

I reached out and gripped my fingers around it, feeling it twitch in my grasp and get completely rock hard. Feeling that turned me on and I forgot all about needing to get ready.

"What do you want?" I asked. "Do you want my mouth on it?"

He reached out and grabbed between my legs and started rubbing and I closed my eyes and let out a moan.

"The better question is, what do you want Bren?" He stepped forward, pressing his body against mine, leaning down to kiss my neck as he rubbed against my clit faster.

He kissed his way up higher and then whispered in my ear, "As long as I'm inside you I don't care where. You choose."

Hearing that made me want him so bad. I grabbed his arms and turned him around, pushing his back against the counter saying, "Sit" and he pushed up off the counter and slid back onto it, straddling my body between his legs.

I took his rock hard erection in my hands and leaned down, running my tongue along the tip of it before slowly parting my lips and sliding down onto it, taking in as much as I could until he was buried deep in the back of my throat. I started sucking and massaging his length with my tongue as I pumped the base up and down with my hand and I felt his hands on my head, guiding me down farther.

"Damn, you're really fucking good at that," he groaned.

He reached a hand under me and started rubbing between my legs as I sucked on him and that just made me do an even better job, sucking harder and pumping faster, taking him even farther down my throat. I felt my knees getting weak and my legs starting to wobble as the feeling inside built up to an overwhelming level until my stomach clenched up and my entire body trembled with an orgasm. My core was throbbing now.

He slid two fingers inside me and said, "Fuck you're dripping wet baby."

He moved his hands back to my head, tightening his grip on my hair and letting out a deep groan before saying, "I'm about to cum. If you don't want it in your mouth you should stop right now."

Instead of stopping I worked my tongue around his tip, sucking harder and then I felt a warm, thick liquid coat the back of my throat as his body shook slightly and he let out an exhale. I swallowed it down and then pulled my mouth off of him, running my tongue up his shaft and across the tip one last time, making him shudder.

I licked the pool of liquid off the tip and then stood up, wiping my mouth.

He sat there, catching his breath, looking at me in awe.

"Where the hell have you been all my life?" he laughed.

I smiled and said, "Iowa."

He smiled too and jokingly said, "I think I might be moving to Iowa" and we both laughed as he slid off the counter and grabbed me up in his arms, carrying me into the bedroom and throwing me down onto his bed. He grabbed one of the condoms from the night stand, ripped it open with his teeth and slid it onto his long, hard length.

He climbed on top and captured my mouth with his and pushed his way inside me. There was no hesitation or gentleness this time at the beginning. He pushed his way deep inside me until I could feel the tip of his length hitting the back of my insides and he thrusted up into me so hard I cried out.

"We don't have much time so I'm going to go fast and rough, okay baby?" he asked, looking down into my eyes and I nodded with a smile, feeling butterflies in my stomach from hearing him call me that.

He pushed up on his arms and drove himself up into me with a thrust so hard that it banged the headboard against the wall and rattled the expensive artwork hanging on it. It felt so good I cried out, tightening my grip on his arms and squeezing my eyes shut, panting.

"You feel so good," I groaned.

He slammed into me over and over, gripping my hips and driving himself in even deeper and harder and faster than last night. I had never felt anything like it. It was the most amazing experience of my life. Having sex with Dylan was on a whole other level. He was incredible.

I cried out "Dylan!" as the potential of another orgasm was building up.

"What is it baby?" he asked, leaning forward and biting into my shoulder as he thrusted up into me hard, sending me over the edge. My insides exploded and my muscles trembled with an orgasm as I cried out.

He gripped onto my hips, driving deep into me with a couple hard thrusts, holding it there as deep as he could go as his body trembled with his release. He exhaled and shuddered for a second before pulling out and flopping over onto the bed, breathing hard.

I rolled over onto my back next to him, and said breathlessly, "We better get ready to go. You can't be late when you're the star of the movie."

"We'll take my motorcycle. It'll help us cut right through traffic," he panted.

"What?" I asked, raising my eyebrows.