Hollywood Art: System of sunnys

Pov Gwyneth.

The slim, classic blonde had recently gained stratospheric popularity with her skills. As a savvy woman, she knew she had to be by Billy's side. But the cold businessman facade he wore was tough to crack. The respect he commanded in the company was no less than that of anyone who had been in the Hollywood industry for many years. The blonde had sought out some of the people Billy associated with—big businessmen, even her godfather was on the list.

The blonde pursed her lips at the thought of Winona, an upstart who wormed her way into others' pants like a third-rate lady, knowing that Billy was hers by right. The beautiful actress's furrowed brows gave her a sweet appearance as she paced, knowing that as long as she was in the company, she wouldn't do anything risky. However, the moment Billy decides to act, her adventures might become material. Her godmother had been clear: if you want to cheat, just close your eyes, use a condom, and don't bother. Men at that age flutter around like lost butterflies.

The tapping of her heels echoed through the company. She had gained some fame in California's circles and a few other cities. She wore a miniskirt that barely covered her thighs, leaving nothing to the imagination, paired with a white blouse that matched perfectly in length. She approached the reception.

-I'm here to see Billy Carson, - Gwyneth said.

The receptionist looked at the blonde, totally surprised by the splendor and force she exuded just by walking.

-You can go up, miss. It's on the fifth floor. -

-I know where it is. Have a good day, - the blonde said, putting on sunglasses. It seemed like disdain, but it was different. The celebrity aura she exuded was just a classic acting style. Her demeanor... fiery.

Billy was in a meeting with his entertainment team, as they were responsible for handling all the logistical issues for the English Patient, as well as Star Wars and Lux Animation. It was a large group, but a small company, Matrix, had been separated. Lux Productions and Lux Distribution were also included as film companies, buying small films, acquiring catalogs, and producing movies.

-You're quite spectacular, - a voice sounded in the empty office. The cluttered desk and a square desktop computer were the only things on the table. He had tidied up enough to grab a couple of books from his nightstand—all of them were drawing books, comics, or graphic novels. He picked one that was numbered; they were the ones she had seen him draw.

-Billy was truly talented, - the blonde thought. - My grandmother's words rang true: it was very likely he would become a great director, given his creativity and graphic model. Many directors imagine scenes before finishing their movies, each scene running through multiple forms in their heads, with makeup, special effects, color palettes, and shots, all imagined beforehand, in sketches, and basic drafts. -

The blonde's phone rang. A new friend, Kate Hudson... well-known, but they had been talking for a long time. Billy found her talking, lying on the couch, her long legs so visible that not even Billy's security guards could avoid seeing them, along with the suggestive position.

-I have to let you go, - the blonde said, nodding with a few words, to smile at Billy.

-I wasn't expecting you here, - Billy said, a bit terse.

Gwyneth just looked at him impassively. - You're a headache when you work, - the blonde commented, approaching Billy. She didn't hesitate to caress his cheeks and plant a kiss on his lips. Her mouth was quick, and her tongue eager. Both played with their tongues, and the kiss stopped, but she rubbed her face against Billy's and continued with another kiss, this time much deeper. Their hormones were in full swing, with Billy's hands gripping Gwyneth's waist. She stopped, looking out the window with a slight nervousness. Her hands trembled, but behind the blind that gave a glimpse of Billy's office, the door lock was just another hint.

-We don't have time for that. I have to read some reports. I have to go to Stanford in the next few weeks to check out projects and business fairs, - Billy said.

She just smiled, deducing his weakness with just one long look. She waited for the moment Billy took a seat at his large desk, then approached stealthily. Taking a seat on Billy's lap with some serenity, she wanted to be used. It was so hot that it made her uncomfortable to see him so serious, with his neatly worn blue-striped tie.

-You need to loosen that knot, the blood isn't quite reaching your head, - he said, undoing his tie and running his cold fingers over his neck in a smooth motion that unbuttoned two buttons.

-Alright, you can breathe easily now, - said the blonde, following up with a brief kiss on the lips, the previous game had been intense, with nothing but anticipation, everything was becoming intense as soon as Billy adjusted his body, allowing her to move closer to feel Billy more, she loved the fact that he was willing, due to the slight bulge hitting her thigh, moving with a hint of mischief, while biting her lip.

Billy raised the budget report just as Gwyneth knelt to unfasten her pants with a near-desperate urgency, the belt released, and she slipped her hand in to feel Billy, the warmth enveloped her cold hands, they sighed at the moment of contact, and she could see the blonde closing her eyes and inhaling his scent, while playing with her own body, she needed to stimulate herself, felt her thong, which was slightly damp, inserted a finger, and it was wet, at the moment when she sucked with urgency, her lips tasted, while her hand played with herself, two fingers, and began to lift her backside to better position herself, at the moment when she felt a thick hand grasp her head, she let herself go in a feeling of abandon.

The blonde, happily, opened her entire mouth, trying to occupy as much space as possible, a small and diminutive space between the arches and pleasure. While playing with her, and rubbing her small protuberance, small currents moved her from side to side, to the point where she had to stop her fellatio and release a long sigh while her saliva mixed with the seminal fluid. The small thread of saliva and other fluids from Billy's member to the blonde's mouth.

Billy caressed her ear, while she continued to dedicate herself to every sensitive part of him, so focused that she couldn't prevent his ejaculation, now when he swallowed, another thing she used to drive Billy wild, their brown eyes met the blue eyes. A deep happiness, in the way both continued to love each other, the blonde had her skirt higher up her hips, while her wet underwear was only an effort to keep it from falling to her ankles, the blow was light.

A sequence of light blows, but provocative, like between them they were pressing hard enough to cause light gasps, to avoid any lost noise in the office. They continued with sex filled with speed and morbidness so that for both it was delicious, it was a dish ordered for pleasure, Billy lasted much longer being his second time, he could play harder with the sensitive parts, the ears, and under the collar, each light kiss or line of the tongue caused the blonde to press harder, even escaping light murmurs that filled the atmosphere.

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