They hadn’t seen each other in almost a week. Vin had been thinking non-stop about Luna during the last couple of days. He couldn’t believe that she had actually offered her friendship to him.
Vin wasn’t sure if Luna had other motivations behind such an offer, aside from the kindness of her heart, but for now he was going to accept it as long as that friendship didn’t interfere with his own being. He wasn’t going to wake up one morning acting different, but he could use the opportunity that Luna was giving him to try and be a better man. That he could do. It was the least he could do, at least around her. Vin couldn’t help but wonder if some day he would be able to get over his guilt and regret.
Vin had gone to NY; he desperately needed to talk with his mother face to face and not by phone.
Delora had made a pot of coffee for both of them and they had taken a seat at the table in the kitchen, talking like they used to do when he was a kid.
Vin had been talking with his mother about how things in his life had started to get out of control really fast. Of course, he kept the really nasty details to himself. No point in telling his mom that he used to snort coke or drink more than necessary sometimes.
Delora had been listening in complete silence while her son was pouring his heart out. She knew better than to judge him at that very moment, but she wasn’t planning on keeping silent for too much longer.
Vin kept the identity of the woman in question to himself, but Delora suspected that whoever she was had to be in love with him if she was still at his side after such humiliation. That or she was really stupid, which Delora seriously doubted, because she had caught her son’s attention for more than two seconds.
Only after he was done with his confession had Delora spoke. She said just a few words to him, but those words were enough for Vin to catch the message.
“If she’s so remarkable, then you better keep her at your side, Mark. Because unfortunately, there’re not too many people like her around you.”
As soon as Vin was back in LA, he did something that would be the best decision in the long term, but the worse mistake in the short term. Vin Diesel was going to let a woman like Luna have access to his private life.
Of course, they didn’t know it, but Vin was going to drag Luna into a living hell and, in the process, he was going to suffer more than ever before in all his life.
Marcela was one of the most respected managers and agents in Hollywood and she had worked with many celebrities before Vin Diesel. Marcela was not only Vin’s publicist and manager she was also his friend. She had grown accustomed to him and loved him and, more important for her, she knew that the feeling was mutual and that Vin respected her and her decisions.
Marcela was the one who introduced Renee to Vin, three years ago; because she considered that his last personal assistant was a mess. Renee had been working with Marcela for quite a long time and she was sure that Renee would be a perfect match for him. Without a second thought, Vin had fired his personal assistant and hired Renee, trusting in Marcela’s instinct blindly.
Marcela and Vin had met seven years before at a party and almost immediately Vin started to beg her to come with him. He had heard people in Hollywood talking about Marcela’s experience and how she was the best there was. She could do things that nobody else could and she was able to reach places and positions that just a few people in Hollywood could dream about.
Marcela was famous and her services were more expensive than other agents, but everybody knew that if they crossed paths with her and tried to fuck her over; she was a real cold bitch. Nobody dared to fuck with her because she was like an old fox. Gut instinct to smell troubles and success when it seemed there was nothing at first sight.
Marcela could anticipate events before they took place and almost everybody who was someone in the business wanted her at their side. She had a pair of balls and a strong personality, but she was also the sweetest woman around.
Valentino used to say that she should have been working as a diplomat instead of a publicist and manager.
Vin knew full well that his career had made a one hundred eighty degree turn as soon as Marcela took care of it. Part of his success over the last years was as a direct result of Marcela’s connections and help.
He was paying her a hell of a lot of money, but she was worth every dollar and more. That was the main reason why Vin always prayed silently, giving thanks to God because she was still at his side even after his sometimes more than out of place behavior.
Marcela told Vin not to shoot “TCOR” and “The Pacifier”, but he insisted on those two projects and even though both movies had made money, his career had been damaged in the eyes of some of the most powerful circles inside Hollywood.
Marcela entered the restaurant followed by Vin who was guiding her with his hand pressed gently on her back. She was somewhere in her fifties, with really short white hair and big dark blue eyes. Always dressed in dark suits and an almost permanent cigarillo between her slim fingers.
The owner welcomed them and showed them to their table that located at one of the far corners inside the dinner room. Immediately, a waiter came and they ordered their drinks. A glass of white wine for Marcela and a Corona for Vin.
“Are you kidding?” Marcela asked as she put out her cigarette. Vin shook his head ‘no’, grinning like a loony as he sipped from his beer.
“Nope.” He replied, picking up the menu. Marcela narrowed her eyes in suspicion. Vin glanced at her, rolling his eyes. “What? Since when can’t I help my friends?” He asked nonchalantly as he put the menu on the table. Marcela’s eyes were wide.
“Since when is a scriptwriter your friend?” She replied as she pulled out a new cigarette from her pack. “As far as I know you don’t have friends beyond Valentino and Renee.” She added, lighting it up. “Why do you want me to help her, Vincent?” Marcela inquired.
“Luna is a great scriptwriter, Marcela. Do I need any other reason?” He asked, lighting his own cigarette.
“Yes.” Marcela retorted. Vin knit a brow, smoking evenly.
“And why is that?” He asked, looking absently around.
Vin was starting to feel uncomfortable talking about Luna with Marcela. He knew full well that Marcela was able to smell lies from miles away.
“Because you never do anything without a purpose, Vin,” she paused to sip from her glass of wine. “If it was Renee who asked me, I’d say, ok, love, but you?” Vin rolled his eyes. “I’ve been your agent for the last seven years and I know your kind pretty well.” Marcela explained, taking a deep puff of her menthol cigarette. “You’re up to something and I have a bad feeling.” She added honestly.
“Marcela and her gut instincts, chapter 205.” Vin teased her as he shook his head. She narrowed her eyes, grunting.
“Don’t make fun of me, Vincent.” Marcela hissed as she put out her cigarette. “You know too damn well that my instinct is sharper that a shiv.” She added, picking up her own menu. Vin chuckled silently.
She was right and he knew it, but Vin wasn’t going to tell Marcela that he had hit his scriptwriter and that he was trying to get over his guilt, using the only thing he thought Luna would appreciate, his connections to make her successful.
“Listen, Marcela.” He said as he took her hand in his. “You know as well as I do that in this city of shit she’ll be eaten alive within a year if she doesn’t have someone covering her back.” Vin explained, squeezing her hand gently. Marcela locked eyes with him. “I’m just telling you to read the story I sent you. That’s all.” He added, looking directly in her eyes.
Marcela thought for a long moment about Vin’s request and recalled her options. It wasn’t the first time that she had heard the name of Luna. Renee had been talking about how good a writer she was and how difficult it was to find a good agent who was interested in scriptwriters and not only actors and actresses around LA. Marcela was aware of the fact that scriptwriters weren’t her business, but…
“Ok. I’ll do it.” She said finally. Vin smiled broadly as he stood and held her tightly, kissing her cheek.
“Thank you, Marcela.” He said, grinning. Marcela smiled and kissed him back.
“But. If that Luna is not as good as you say, I’ll charge you extra for the hours of my precious time lost, got it?” She said, pretending to sound annoyed. In response, Vin nodded ‘yes’ as his eyes lit up. “And you’ll keep your mouth shut about this matter, understand?” Her voice sounded as serious as a hard attack.
“I’ll be a grave.” Vin mocked, picking up his menu again. Marcela narrowed her eyes as she picked up her own.
“I’m serious. You better keep the secret, Vincent.” She warned him, staring in his eyes. Vin flashed her with a cocky grin.
“You know I’m the best keeping at secrets, babe.” He replied, winking at her.
“You better,” she retorted, frowning deeply. “And don’t call me ‘babe’. You know damn well that I hate it.” Marcela scolded him, grinning.
Vin mimicked her grin and thought about what Luna would say if she discovered who was behind this move.
A couple of days later, Luna received an email from a new agency, offering their services as her agents. It was one of the best in LA, with offices in New York as well.
In the beginning, Luna was shocked, but again, her stories were posted on different places on the Internet. Luna wasn’t sure if she had contacted that particular agency, but who cares? They had said that they had read one of her stories and now they were offering her their support. She was so happy that she couldn’t stand to wait more than a few minutes to contact Renee, telling her the great news. Luna talked with Renee on the phone for almost an hour, laughing and making jokes.
Renee suspected that Vin had been the one who had talked with Marcela about Luna. She was sure that sooner or later, Luna would have had success on her own without Vin’s help because she was a great scriptwriter, but there was nothing wrong with a little help. In the end it was all a question of time.
Renee knew that Marcela was the best even though she only worked for actors. Her connections were all over Hollywood, covering practically every aspect of the business.
Luna was happier than ever before in all her life. Finally it seemed as if her career was going ahead and all in spite of her. Luna knew full well that it was only a matter of time before she would sign a new contract with another company, but now with the new agency covering her back, it would be easier. At least, her life wasn’t a complete chaos. Luna remembered an old expression her mother was always saying.
“Dios aprieta, pero no ahoga.” (God might squeeze tightly, but he’s not going to strangle you.)
Luna wanted to phone Vin and tell him about the recent news, but she thought better of it and after a moment of hesitation, she hung the phone up. Luna was sure that Vin didn’t care about that kind of thing. It was a big success for her, but nothing compared to his.
That phone call from the new agency meant so much for her, but thinking about Vin’s big plans, the phone call was reduced to an anecdote. Luna smiled broadly and enjoyed her little big success on her own, oblivious to the fact that it had been Vin who had made that phone call from that agency possible.
One less step on my way to the Oscar, Luna said silently, grinning like a loony.
They headed directly to the house after their visit to the clinic, ready to celebrate the great news. A boy, they were having a boy. Now they could spend their time selecting all the furniture and designing the baby’s bedroom.
Luna had been so worried about her pregnancy that Vin didn’t want to think about anything else other than his baby’s health and Luna’s. But now it was different, everything was perfect with both of them and he wanted to relax a little and enjoy the great news.
Luna had phoned M, telling her the news and they had been speaking for almost an hour. Vin used the opportunity to have all the details ready. Glancing at the calendar from the kitchen, Vin had realized that morning that it was the same date on which they had made love for the first time. He had grinned wickedly and wondered secretly if Luna would remember too.
He had been lighting candles, spreading rose petals of and preparing the Jacuzzi for both of them. All the while, he had been grinning like a loony, remembering that special night on which Luna had done the same while waiting for him to come back from a lunch with Amanda. They had made love for the first time inside the Jacuzzi surrounded by sandalwood essence, candles and rose petals. Vin realized at that very moment, that very night, when he started to think about Luna as more than just an enjoyment.
Vin had even written several notes, mimicking Luna’s acts back then. He couldn’t help but laugh hard while recalling how he had been reading those notes, following the path of petals, and how after these two years, he still had them.
Luna was still talking with M and he went to complete his task. They were going to spend the most romantic night together and he was going make sure that Luna slept the whole night after he was done with her. He still had to make her pay for her comment at the clinic though.
Luna hung up the phone and headed towards the stairs humming softly when something caught her attention. There was a piece of paper stuck on the wooden banister and rose petals drawing a path up the stairs. Luna knit a brow as she glanced at the ceiling. Narrowing her eyes, she picked the note up and read to herself.
“Follow the path of roses. Mark.”
Luna smiled broadly when she realized that Vin had remembered what day it was. A strong shiver crossed her spine as soon as memories of that night spread inside of her mind. Luna climbed the stairs slowly and reached the door of their bedroom where she found another note. She rolled her eyes grinning like a loony as she picked it up.
“Follow the path of roses. Mark.”
Luna’s eyes were wide as she gasped soundlessly at the vision in front of her. There were dozens of candles lighting the room and uncountable petals spread all over the floor and on the bed. Suddenly, she was swallowing hard against an invisible knot in her throat and blinking silent tears of joy. What had she done to deserve a man like Mark? She wondered as she bit her lower lip, feeling really nervous all of sudden.
Luna cleaned her tears and sniffling slightly she headed directly to the closed bathroom door, listening to the soft music playing on the CD player. Another note had been attached to it. Luna lifted a hand and grabbed it, reading aloud.
“Who is now the one who spends the time reading notes, doll? Come in here and make love with your man, mami.” Luna laughed softly and after a moment of hesitation, she opened the door. Vin was inside the Jacuzzi, his arms spread at both sides of the edge, grinning.
“Undress for me, Luna,” He said in a hoarse deep voice as he tilted his head to one side, staring at her body. “Do it slowly, doll.” He added, licking his lips. Luna flushed as she smiled broadly, feeling her heart beating faster and her panties already wet just listening to his voice.
Without a second thought, Luna grinned devilishly as she slowly slid her flat hand over her collarbone and shoulder down the spaghetti strap of her turquoise dress, pushing it down, repeating the process with the other. Vin stiffened slightly as he felt the stirring sensation in his groin. Luna rolled the dress down over her breast and belly, pushing it down until the dress fell to the floor. She then stepped out of it. Vin couldn’t believe how incredibly turned on he was when he noticed how Luna was swinging her hips while undressing herself for him. A deep growl left his lips. This caused Luna to shiver in anticipation.
Just in a pair of small white panties and her bra, Luna turned on her heels and slowly, she pushed down the straps of her bra, unclasping it, while her body was moving in time with the music and under the lights produced by the candles.
Inside of the Jacuzzi, Vin tensed every muscle as he felt his dick twitch under the warm water. Luna glanced at him over her shoulder, winking and Vin felt his heart jumping inside his chest. She then turned again and threw the bra behind her. Luna heard his gasp when she stroke her breast gently, teasing her sensitive nipples. Vin’s breath was now slightly ragged and Luna licked her lips as she grabbed both sides of her panties. Locking eyes with Vin, she pushed them down. First one side, still moving her hips in time with the soft song that it was sounding from the bedroom, and then the other side, enjoying the gaze full of passion, lust and love that Vin was flashing at her with his chocolate brown eyes.
If Vin was sure that Luna was sexy as hell before she was pregnant with his baby boy, now staring at her body, he was unable to let his gaze off her. Luna’s breasts were a couple of sizes bigger and her hips were slightly more visible than before, but her rounded belly was the most exciting thing Vin had seen in all his life. When Luna slid her hands over her belly down her to her curls, Vin moved to her side and stood up in the Jacuzzi. Drops of water sliding along his perfect torso, down his belly and onto his already fully erect member. Luna’s breath faltered a little at the vision of his body and a new shiver crossed her body from head to toe. Vin was like a Greek statue. His skin glistening.
Luna laughed softly as she felt his hands, stroking her legs up in a slow gentle path following the curves of her toned thighs, enjoying how she shivered at his soft yet direct touch on her skin. Vin pressed his lips onto her belly, planting butterfly kisses all over it, murmuring how beautiful she was and how he wanted her, teasing her skin with his hot wet tongue, tracing invisible drawings with the tip. Luna moaned loudly as a vision of both of them in the bathroom that morning popped inside of her mind without warning.
Vin was shaving her legs and suddenly she was so hot and wet that she slid her hands between her thighs, stroking herself, rubbing her clit in small circles. Her eyes locked with his. In seconds, Vin’s tongue continued the assault that her hands started and they almost arrived late at their appointment with her doctor.
A new moan escaped her parted lips when she felt his tongue playing with the tiny patch of pubic hair Vin had left after he shaved off the rest. Luna blinked her eyes as she lifted her hands, stroking his shaved head, enjoying the sensation of it when his hands grabbed her hips and slowly he moved her forward. Vin sat her on the edge of the Jacuzzi and reached for a big pillow that Luna hadn’t noticed before. Vin set the pillow behind her lower back and gently, he laid her back. She took a deep breath staring in his eyes, smiling broadly. He grinned, spreading her legs apart and kneeled between them.
Luna held her breath and she couldn’t see him anymore, but damn! She could feel his tongue swirling around her clit, sucking gently as his fingers slowly slid inside of her wet hot sex. Luna arched her back from the pillow and pushed herself more against his mouth. She was now moaning loudly, her eyes closed. Vin growled and the vibration only increased the pleasurable sensations. Her breath was ragged and her heart was beating fast when she felt the baby moving inside of her belly. Vin noticed too. ‘Little perv is enjoying as much as his daddy’, he thought, chuckling silently, increasing the pressure of his tongue and fingers, that were now thrusting into her tightness, rubbing her g-spot.
Luna screamed her pleasure as she felt wave after wave, dragging her to the delirious blankness where only Vin was able to lead her. She took a deep breath, stroking her belly and blinked, focusing her blurry vision after such an intense orgasm. Vin got to his feet and grabbed Luna’s waist gently, helping her to slide inside of the Jacuzzi. Rubbing her lower back, soothing her muscles he captured her lips. Luna was shivering in the aftermath of his ministrations. When they parted lips, they both were breathing heavily and locked eyes.
“I love you, Mark.” Luna murmured, brushing her lips against his. Vin grinned as he took a deep breath.
“I love you, Luna.” He said, stroking her back up and down. “Are you ok, mami?” Luna nodded ‘yes’. Vin was hard as a rock, but he knew that in her state, Luna needed a little more time to be ready for him again. “I’m not done with you, doll. Are you ready for more?” Vin asked, flashing her with a gaze full of lust. In response, Luna giggled, breathing deeply.
“Are you kidding? I’m more than ready, babe.” She replied stroking his chest. Vin grinned devilishly as he turned her, making her back press against him.
Luna closed her eyes as she leaned back against Vin’s chest, resting her head on his shoulder. Vin smiled broadly as he took a deep breath, inhaling the sandalwood essence that was floating around them. He bent his head, nipping and kissing her neck as he heard her gasping and moaning. He had always known her reactions to his caresses as much as she knew his.
Vin grabbed her waist and slowly, he lifted her a little. Luna smiled broadly as she slid down his member, feeling inch by inch as he entered her core. When he was buried to the hilt, they both moaned in unison and they went still, enjoying their connection. A few more seconds and Luna started to ride him with small circles, clenching her inner muscles with each stroke. Vin closed his eyes as a deep growl escaped his lips. He knew that he had to be careful with her in this position, he couldn’t slam into her like when she wasn’t pregnant; he didn’t want to hurt the baby or her. So, Vin allowed Luna to set the pace and the speed of her moves, letting her be in control.
“Yes, mami, ride me, Luna…fuck your man…” Vin purred against her ear, while his hands were stroking her nipples gently. Luna felt the familiar sensation growing again inside of her core as she increased the rhythm of her moves slightly and pressed down hard. But she wanted more, she needed more. Luna was sure that they weren’t going to hurt the baby.
“Oh, Mark…help me, papi…” Luna said between moans. Vin pressed his hand on her hips and thrust up into her, biting his bottom lip. One of his hands, moved to her front, finding her most sensitive spot immediately. Luna arched her back as she screamed in pleasure, grabbing his arms. “Yesss….Jesus, fuck me, baby….” Vin grabbed her waist and pulled her even more to him, meeting each of her moves with his thrust.
The water was splashing around them. Vin felt the heat of his orgasm rising fast. “Oh, God, babe… just like that, Luna…just come for me, mami…” he growled softly as he bent his head, sucking hard on her neck, trying his best to not pound into her.
“Yesss…fuck your pussy, Mark…make me scream, papi…” Luna hissed, clenching her teeth. Vin shut his eyes, forcing himself to thrust hard enough to make them both come together without hurting her. Luna grinned as she matched each of his thrusts with one of her own, keeping the pressure, but increasing the rhythm, clenching her inner muscles.
“Jesus fucking Christ, Luna…you feel so good, mami… I love your wet tight pussy, beautiful…come…for…papi…” Just hearing those three last words punctuating with a new thrust was enough to make her come. Luna screamed as she reached a climax so hard she thought she would lose her sanity.
A few seconds later, Luna felt him exploding inside of her and she continued contracting her inner walls still riding him while he was surfing wave after wave on his orgasm. Luna closed her eyes as her body went limp, floating on the water. Vin took a deep breath as he entwined his fingers with hers. He then pulled her to him, feeling their hearts beating in unison, their breath ragged, stroking her belly.
“God, Mark…I love my big thick cock, papi,” Luna whispered, stroking his arms. Vin growled softly as he nibbled her earlobe.
“I love my hot wet tight pussy, Luna,” he said as reluctantly he slid out of her. Luna laughed as she turned around herself to lock eyes with him.
“This is your pussy, my love. Only yours,” she purred, stroking his shoulders.
“Jesus, mami…I’m gonna knock you up again as soon as you give birth, doll,” they both burst out laughing hard. Their eyes were sparkling with the candlelights, flashing the most powerful feeling, love. “Sex was amazing before, but damn! Now it’s fucking incredible, Luna.” Vin added as he bent his head, capturing her lips in a slow wet gentle kiss; just the kind of kiss he knew full well that she loved as his hands grabbed her bottom, squeezing it. When they parted lips, Luna stared at his eyes, grinning wickedly, feeling his erection pressed against her belly.
“What about a performance from the Goddess of blow jobs?” She asked as she reached down in the warm water, stroking his member between her hands.
“Oh, fuck, Luna….” A strong shiver crossing his spine.
He moved backward, taking a seat at the edge on the Jacuzzi. Luna followed and kneeled between his legs. Locking eyes with him, she bent her head and her tongue started to play with the head of his member. Vin grinned devilishly as he leaned back, resting his torso on his elbows. “Jesus, woman, you’re killing me.” A few seconds later, Luna was sucking him, honoring her nickname. Jesus Fucking Christ, he hissed in pleasure, feeling his mind going blank under Luna’s lips and mouth magic, unable to form a coherent thought inside his brain anymore.