Caught on Camera: Part Two Read Online Free Page A

stood.
    “Well, well, well…” She walked up to him with her gaze slipping over his scruffy overalls and the tatty T-shirt he wore beneath. “I do believe there’s a hot body under all of…that”—she wafted her hand over his clothes—“just waiting to get out.”
    “Oh, yeah, it’s hot.” Cade laughed. “You better believe it.”
    Donna grinned, showing ultra-white teeth. “So strip,” she said to Reece.
    Reece looked at Cade then back to Donna. “What? Here?”
    “You’re a porn star now, honey. Get used to taking your clothes off on demand.”
    “Oh, Donna, be easy on him,” Cade said, chuckling.
    Donna winked at Reece. “I’m yanking your chain, though I am looking forward to seeing that tight tush of yours.” She stepped behind him and slapped his arse. “And I have the perfect outfit for you to get the show started.”
    “Donna is in charge of wardrobe,” Cade said, plucking at his shirt. “She’ll get you all set and ready for action.”
    “Ah, I see.” It made sense to Reece now. Though he wasn’t quite sure a woman smacking his arse was in the deal.
    “Come with me, overall boy,” she said. “And I will have you looking the part in minutes.” She grabbed Reece’s hand and hugged his forearm to her chest. “Oh, we’re going to have such fun.”
    Reece felt her soft breasts nestle against his arm. “Er, okay then.”
    “See you in a minute,” Cade said, reaching for his coffee. “Oh, and take your script.”
    Donna grabbed it from Cade’s hand. “I’ll make sure he knows what to do, just like I did you, Cade.”
    “I’m sure you will,” Cade said with a grin. “I’m sure you will.”
    Reece walked out of the kitchen with Donna then she led him up the stairs, still clutching him possessively. He felt like he was a new toy for her to play with.
    “In there,” she said, nodding at a large door. “Is where the first scene of the movie is being filmed. The crew is nearly ready, so we mustn’t take too long getting you organized.”
    “What exactly is the first scene?”
    “It’s all in here.” She flapped the script in front of his face. “But it’s not Shakespeare, so don’t get your knickers in a twist.”
    “Oh, that’s good.” Reece had hated Shakespeare at school. “Can I have that script?”
    “In a minute, once you’re dressed.” She pushed down the handle of another door and led Reece into a room lined with clothes on rails.
    Finally she released his hand. “Mmm,” she said. “I’m guessing thirty-two waist.”
    “Yep.”
    “And sixteen collar.”
    “Fifteen and a half.”
    She plucked a pale blue shirt from a rail and some dark gray smart trousers. “You’re a lawyer just back from the courts after a tough trial. Your lover, Cade—or rather, Jenson—is waiting for you. It’s Valentines and he knows you’ve had a tough few weeks so has planned a perfect evening for you—champagne, strawberries and a surprise trip away.”
    “Okay.” Cade nodded.
    “Could you please strip now,” she said, raising her thinly arched eyebrows.
    “Er, yeah, okay.” Reece began to slip out of his overalls.
    “So this scene is all about Valentine’s evening.” She flicked through the first page of the script. “Look, hardly any lines to learn and it doesn’t matter if you make some of your own up, as long as it sticks to the story.”
    “Yeah, Tom said that.”
    “It’s about you fucking, fucking good and long, so there’s lots of close-ups of dicks and arses. The foreplay is great but it’s the fucking that pulls in the punters.”
    Reece’s cock tingled. Just the word fucking was getting him excited. Damn, soon he’d be fucking with Cade again and getting paid handsomely for it.
    He grinned, dropped his boxers and kicked them away. Soon he’d buy himself some real Calvin Kleins and not market knock-offs. As soon as he had that money in the bank, that was what he’d do.
    “Mmm,” Donna said, rubbing her index finger over her bottom lip.