Luna was lying in a hammock dressed in her turquoise bikini, watching Vin making phone call after phone call on his cell phone. Luna was pretending that she was reading a magazine, but she had her eyes fixed on him, hidden behind her sunglasses.
He was in a pair of black shorts, pacing back and forth at the other side of the swimming pool.
Luna couldn’t hear a single word and she had no clue about whom he was talking with. But what Luna could see was how excited Vin seemed, almost bouncing up and down. He looked like a little kid on Christmas day, laughing and gesturing with his free hand in the air, as if he was adding more emphasis to whatever he was saying.
Luna realized that she couldn’t look away from him and, frowning, she thought that today was Friday and she was leaving on Sunday.
Immediately Luna felt an invisible knot closing her throat painfully, slowly, and she swallowed hard, feeling her heart skipping a beat. She shut her eyes tightly in a lame attempt to get rid of those painful thoughts but it wasn’t working.
She definitely didn’t want to think about it, at least not now, and certainly, she was starting to wonder if she would be able to leave him.
After a long moment, Vin finally hung up his cell phone and headed towards her. Luna shook her head, blinking unshed tears away and continued to pretend that she was really interested in what she was reading in the magazine.
“Hey, babydoll!” Vin called her as he sat in a hammock beside her. Luna raised her head and looked at him. “I’m gonna take you out for dinner. There’s a new restaurant and tonight it’s the opening,” Vin explained as he laid on the hammock. Luna frowned deeply. “They’re waiting for me to show up.”
“Sorry, dork.” She retorted, teasing him as she continued reading the magazine. “I’m afraid you’re too late, babe. I already got my own plans for tonight.” She added nonchalantly, turning the pages of the magazine. Vin froze and looked at her, frowning deeply.
“Fuck! Who’s the fucker?” Vin asked, pretending to be annoyed. Luna grinned as she continued pretending to read.
“Oh, you don’t know him.” Luna replied absently as she turned one of the pages. “He’s from NY and I’m waiting for his call at any time.” Vin knit a brow, growling. “We’re going out tonight. He’s going to take me to a lovely restaurant. Both of us alone. No cameras, no press. Just the two of us.” Luna added as she glanced at him from the corner of her eye.
Vin fixed her with a serious gaze. “Tell me his name, I’m gonna beat the shit out of that motherfucker.” He growled.
Luna giggled. “Oh, yeah, asshole. I’d pay to see that.” She retorted, laughing. Vin narrowed his eyes.
“Tell me his fucking name right now.” Vin demanded, still pretending to be annoyed. When Luna didn’t answer him he grunted deeply. “I mean it, Luna.” He added fighting the urge to laugh out loud.
After a moment, Luna rolled her eyes and put aside the magazine.
“Ok, ok. But you have to promise me that you won’t hurt him.” Luna said, gently tilting her head to one side. After a moment, she arched a brow, waiting for his answer. Vin rolled his eyes and nodded and Luna sighed hard. “His name is Mark. I met him last week and he’s so funny and sexy and hot…” Luna trailed off, narrowing her eyes. “But, the only problem is that he’s always hanging around with his best friend. And Jesus! That friend of his is a complete asshole.” Luna explained as she rolled her eyes, pretending to be exasperated. “His friend is that actor, Diesel. He’s always acting like a cocky bastard, you know? All over women, grabbing their bottoms…urgh. It’s disgusting!” Luna shivered pretending that a strong shiver had crossed her spine, just to add more meaning to her words.
Vin frowned deeply. “Hey! I know Diesel, he’s not a cocky bastard at all. He’s really cool, babydoll. His parties are famous all around the country though.” Vin retorted, frowning. In response, Luna rolled her eyes resting a hand on his belly, stroking gently.
“Whatever, asshole. But you should think about it twice.” She retorted as her hand started to play with the waistband of his shorts. “I really like Mark.” Luna pouted.
Vin followed the soft movement of her fingers, playing with his shorts.
“Ok, let me think about this for a sec, maybe I could find a way to get rid of Diesel…” Vin trailed off as a soft growl escaped his lips.
Luna’s eyes widened as she slid her hand inside of his black shorts, stroking his pubic hair, purring seductively.
“Mmmmm…..so what does Mark get if he finds a way to tuck Diesel in bed tonight?” Vin asked, biting his lower lip, trying not to let out a deep moan.
Luna smiled wickedly and giggled. “I’ll guarantee him one of the most amazing nights in all his life, papi.” She whispered as she slid her hand down, stroking his member gently, feeling it become hard.
Vin gasped as a strong moan escaped his lips. Jesus Fucking Christ! His mind cried out.
“You almost have convinced me, but…fuck….Vin Diesel is really famous, you know….” Vin trailed off, moaning.
It was starting to be difficult to keep his mind focused. Luna pulled out her hand and stood, then sat again straddling the hammock.
Facing him, Luna grabbed the waistband of his shorts and bent her head down, licking and sucking his belly. Vin’s body tensed and a deep moan escaped his lips.
“You’re doing a great job at explaining your arguments but maybe you should give me a real good reason to get rid of…”
Vin didn’t finish his line. In one fast move Luna pulled his member out of the shorts, licking and sucking its head hard.
“Fuck! ….that’s it, you got it, Luna…to hell with Diesel!” Vin exclaimed as he gently grabbed a bunch of her hair.
Luna giggled, and that only served to make Vin’s lips let out a deep growl that resounded in her throat.
“Shit, Luna! You’re gonna be the death of me, mami!” He hissed in pleasure as he guided her mouth up and down his member.
“Let me do that.” Vin whispered against her shoulder, kissing her skin. Luna tilted her head to give him more room.
He sucked gently as he closed the zipper of her dress. A soft moan escaped Luna’s lips as she turned around to look at him.
“How do I look?” Luna asked him as she moved backwards.
Luna was in a black dress. The top was a tight bustier without sleeves and the skirt was loose.
Vin’s gaze traveled along her body slowly, fixing every single detail from head to toe and back down again. His heart was suddenly beating faster and he breathed hard. Then he fixed his gaze on her black impossibly high heels.
“You sure about those?” He asked, frowning deeply. Luna arched her brows and looked down at her feet.
“Yeah, why?” She asked puzzled.
Vin shook his head and pulled her to him.
“Let’s get out of here before I change my mind.” Vin murmured against her lips, grinning. Luna giggled and pressed into his body, encircling his neck. “I won’t be responsible if I rip that dress off your body and fuck you six ways from Sunday, Luna.” Vin warned her chuckling, grabbing her bottom. In response, Luna licked her lips, sucking on his.
“You say that like is a bad thing, Mark.” She whispered in a husky voice, grinning.
“I mean it, babydoll.” He whispered as he slapped her bottom.
Luna jumped slightly, giggling as she kissed him deeply. When they parted, they headed toward the main door hand in hand.
Vin moved ahead of her and opened the passenger door of the black Mercedes SL600. Then he turned around and taking Luna’s hand in his, Vin dropped the keys in her palm.
“Your turn, babydoll,” Vin whispered, winking.
Luna’s lips spread in a big smile that lit up the night in seconds and Vin found himself swallowing hard as the air seemed to be knocked out of his lungs just watching how beautiful she was. After a moment, Vin shook his head and got in the car.
In two seconds, Luna headed toward the driver’s seat, swinging her hips seductively, walking in her impossibly high heels.
“Oh, Yessss… baby…” Luna purred as she stroked the hood of the car with the tips of her fingers. “Come to mami.”
Mike was waiting with his camera hanging from his neck, trying to keep his balance, surrounded by hundreds of fans and reporters.
He had been working for the press agency just for a few months and he hadn’t the experience or the connections to have a better location in front of the restaurant.
Mike was waiting for all those celebrities that had been invited to this opening. But he was only interested in one famous actor in particular.
Mike had met an old paparazzo named Sully, becoming partners in business. They both shared the same interest. They were always looking for those celebrities that were likely almost impossible to catch outside of parties and events like this one.
They were in search of those private moments when those celebrities were sharing their free time between shootings, tours, photo sessions, interviews and parties with just their families or closest friends. Those celebrities that were working damn hard to keep their private lives that way, private. Celebrities like Vin Diesel.
Suddenly Mike’s cell phone rang inside of his pocket. He frowned and pulled it out.
“Yeah?” He answered.
“They’re moving,” the voice of Sully said, grinning at the other side of the line.
Mike nodded and ended the call, then picked his camera up and started to take pictures of the other celebrities that had already arrived at the restaurant.
More than an hour later the crowd of fans had almost dispersed, and Mike was still waiting for Vin Diesel and his chick, surrounded by just two or three other paparazzi.
Suddenly his cell phone rang again and Mike searched for it, pulling it out of his pocket.
“Where the fuck is Diesel, Sully?” he asked annoyed.
In response Sully smiled broadly at the other side of the line. This kid had no patient at all and that was not good for this business.
“Relax, son,” Sully replied evenly as he lit a cigarette. “Come to the port.” He added, taking a deep puff.