Jennie's Joy (15 page)

He finally came, ten minutes from home.  But he held her tightly on him, and her muscles kept his soft cock inside her, as he loved her to do. 

Mick kissed her gently.  “I’ve been very demanding of you this week, Jennie.  Throwing away your birth control pills and making you quit your job…”

Jennie
smiled at him and stroked his face.  She said nothing.  What was there for her to say?

“You’
ve been a very good little bad girl, Jennie.  And you were superb tonight.  I know it was stressful for you, but you were wonderful.  Thank you.”

Jennie
kissed him softly.  “You know I will do anything for you, Mick…”

He was playing with her breasts again, pinching her nipples, then rubbing them gently with his palms, flicking them
with his tongue, cupping her breasts with his hands, squeezing them together, his eyes all the time gazing into hers.

“Anything,
Jennie?”

“Anything,
Mick.”

“You’
re going to fill in for Deana in the sex scenes, Jennie, in Mexico. You’re going to be her body double.”

“Am I,
Mick?”

“I think it’
s the only way we can get it to work…they’ll edit her in, but to get the look in my eyes that Charles says he needs, the look that I get when I see you, you have to do this…”

“Do you want me to,
Mick?”

“Oh, yes,
Jennie, I do.  I think they’ll be the best sex scenes I ever shot.”

“We’
re at the house, Mick.  I need to put my dress on…”

“No, darling.  I’
m carrying you naked to our bed…”

He fucked her for hours, in every position he could think of, telling her they were rehearsing for the film
, or for Charles’s out-takes from the film. She giggled. She came up with a few positions he’d forgotten.

They changed the schedule a little
on Monday, so that Jennie was dropped off at the magazine before Mick at the Studio. Mick knew that after missing her, the paparazzi would give up and hunt new prey.

He went into makeup
and sipped the coffee that was automatically handed to him.  “Tell Charles I want to see him as soon as he arrives, will you?”

Charles was there within five minutes.

“What can I do for you, Mick?”

“It’
s what I’ve done for you, Charles…I’ve solved our little problem.”

“Problem,
Mick?”

“The nude scene problem, Charles.”

“Ah, that one.  I must admit, I’m a little concerned.  You’ve got two more with Deana and one with another actress, the one at the end of the movie, the one that we haven’t cast yet who dies in your arms.”

“Well, I’
ve given it a lot of thought.  I want to use Jennie.  I want her to be Deana’s body double. You can edit shots of Deana in, can’t you?”

Charles gave a huge sigh of relief.  “I wanted to suggest that to you,
Mick, but I didn’t know how you’d feel about it.”

“It’
s the only answer.”

“What about the part
of the girl who dies in your arms? You’ve rejected every suggestion I’ve made for that part. Your contract gives you the final casting approval, but I’ve found nobody you like yet. Who do you want to play that role, Mick?”

              “Ah the last scene. Why don’t we just cast Jennie in that role as well? I think the two of us together will be hot.”

Charles grinned.  “This is going to cost us our PG13 rating,
Mick.”

“I don’
t care, Charles.  Knowing you, all the good shots will end up on the cutting room floor and in your private collection anyway.  But I want copies, Charles.  Copies of every inch of film of Jennie and me, making love.”

“That last scene, it’
s very graphic.”

“I know it is…but she’
s very good at making me very happy, Charles….”

“Very graphic,
Mick.”

“I know.”

“If the two of you do it, I have a feeling it will be almost pornographic.”

“Then it will be almost pornographic, won’
t it Charles.  And I want you to change the script, Charles.”

“How?”

“I want you to rewrite it, so that I marry Jennie’s character, before she dies in my arms at the end.  The sex scene, the graphic one, could be our wedding night, couldn’t they?  Then
The Organization
shoots her, she dies in my arms, and the film ends with me holding her, swearing revenge…”

“…setting up the next film…” Charles’
s eyes gleamed.  “I’ll get the writers on it this morning, Mick.  Brilliant idea.”

ELEVEN

Jennie
, oblivious to the fact that she was being cast in Mick’s film, was working on three articles.

Geoffrey came in at nine, carrying the Sunday tabloids.  “
Every one of them gave a wonderful mention of your position at the magazine, Jennie.  No one seems to know that you’re leaving us on Friday.”

“Ah, well, what they don’
t know won’t hurt them, will it?”

“I don’
t want to wish your love life any ill, but I’ll be very happy if this turns out to be just a leave of absence.”

“I think it all hinges on whether I get pregnant or not, Geoffrey, between you and me.  And I
trust you to keep this conversation purely between you and me.”

“Of course,
Jennie.  Of course.  So you aren’t pregnant yet? When Mick said you’d be busy with his babies, I just assumed you already are.”

Jennie
smiled.  “Who knows?  Mick just threw my birth control pills away a few days ago…and he’s working hard at it. However, Charles, I don‘t know how easy it is to get pregnant at my age.  You keep hearing of all these older celebrities having to have fertility drugs, or using a surrogate.”

“He
really wants you to have a baby?”

“That’
s what he says.”

“When are you getting married?”

“Ah… well… marriage hasn’t been mentioned, Geoffrey.  Just babies.  I think Mick has a great distaste for the institution, after his last attempt.”

“How do you feel about that,
Jennie?”

“I know that any child will be well provided for, Geoffrey.”

“That doesn’t answer my question, Jennie.  I’m your friend.  I’m asking as a friend, Jennie.”

“Ah… well…
life happens, doesn’t it, Geoffrey?  Sometimes ideally, sometimes not quite ideally.  As I said, I don’t think Mick is about to get married now.  He hasn’t been divorced long.”

Geoffrey saw the tears in the back of
Jennie’s eyes. He stepped around the desk, pulled her up out of her chair and held her close to him. He meant it to be a friendly gesture, but he was responding to her nearness, and she could feel him growing hard. He looked down at her, and stared into her eyes. His hands stroked her back, holding her close to him. He kissed her hair…She looked up into his eyes, and saw the desire he had for her.

“I’ll be waiting for you, Jennie, when this is over.
It will be fine if you have his baby. I’ll be waiting to look after you. You and your baby.”

“Thank you, Geoffrey, for your caring…”

“Oh, I care, Jennie. I just didn’t realize how much until now.”

He let her go.
 

Jennie
’s mobile rang. The tender moment was shattered.  “Hello, Jennie here.”

“Hello,
baby.  How busy are you?”

“I’
ve got three articles I want to finish today, Mick.  Why?”

“I was hoping you’
d be able to leave early.  I’m going to be finished about three.”

“Just a minute, Geoffrey’
s right here. Let me tell him I’m leaving at three.”

Geoffrey shrugged. What could he
say?

“Fine, darling.  See you at three.  I’
ll be downstairs, don’t worry.”

Geoffrey looked at her.  “
Jennie do you do everything Mick wants?”

Jennie
smiled.  “Yes, Geoffrey, I do.  Because it’s usually what I want as well.”

Mick
was already at the curb, leaning on the limousine when Jennie went down to the street just before three.

He walked
over to greet her with a kiss. The lone waiting paparazzi had a field day.

He pose
d with her for several pictures. Then he looked down and her and kissed her again. “What did your editor say?”

“What could he say,
Mick? I’m done on Friday.”

Mick
smiled at her. “What would he say if I took you back up there now and we cleared your desk out?  And told him you’re going away tonight, instead of Friday night?”

“Oh, is that what we’
re doing?”

“You are remarkable,
Jennie.  Remarkable.  So acquiescent. Yes, baby, that’s what we are doing.”

They went into the office building, up the
lift and got off at the Eleventh Floor. The Receptionist’s eyes glazed over as she gazed at Michael Gerrard in the flesh.  Jennie led the way to Geoffrey’s office.

“Geoffrey, this is
Mick.”  Jennie ignored the other two people in Geoffrey’s office, Rachel and Jerome.

The two men shook hands.
Mick saw how Geoffrey looked at Jennie. His eyes narrowed. Good thing Mick was getting her out of there today. That man was in love with her.

“I
’m awfully afraid, old chap that I have to take Jennie away tonight.  I do hope you’ll forgive me.  I’m so sorry, beyond my control, the film company, you know…”

Geoffrey gave a wry smile.  “Ah, well, as
Jennie told me this morning,
‘Life happens, sometimes ideally, sometimes not quite ideally’
.”

“She’
s quite right.  Sometimes things are just a little out of our control, like having to leave for America tonight instead of Mexico Friday night.  But there are contracts to be signed in L.A. before Friday, so…”

“Ah.  Perhaps
Jennie, you could write us a story or two about being a fly on the wall on a film set?”

“Perhaps
Jennie will write you a story or two about being signed to play a role in an
Avengers
film…”

Jennie
’s head swung around.  Mick smiled down on her…”Charles and I decided to rewrite the end of the film my darling and you are going to play the love interest.  It’s not a large role, and unfortunately you die at the end, in my arms, with me swearing revenge…setting up the next film, of course.”

Jennie
turned to Geoffrey.  “So, you see, Geoffrey, life with Mick is never dull.  Always exciting…” Jennie saw that Jerome was about to snap a photo.  She licked her lips and looked up at Mick, her eyes filled with desire and love…

“
Always exciting, in bed and out…” 

Jerome caught the expression perfectly.  Rachel scribbled down the words, to use in the article she
knew Geoffrey was about to tell her to write…

“Oh, Mick?” Rachel spoke up.

“Hello, Rachel…what can I do for you?”

“
One tabloid said that necklace you bought for Jennie is worth several hundred thousand pounds. Is that true? So I can get it right in this article?”

“No, Rachel, it’s not true.”

Mick paused and smiled into Jennie’s eyes.

“It was a million pounds. There are a lot of diamonds in that necklace, Rachel, all perfect stones. Almost as perfect as my Jennie.”

By eight o’clock that evening, they were in the air, flying to Los Angeles in the luxurious private jet that the film company had chartered.  Charles was with them. Once airborne, they unstrapped their seat belts and went aft, to a very luxurious lounge.

Mick
seated Jennie on a very comfortable leather sofa, and ordered champagne from the flight attendant. He sat beside her.

Charles sat across from them.

They drank champagne.

Charles looked at
Jennie’s long legs, and watched in fascination as Mick tilted her head up and kissed her deeply, caressing her breast through her silk blouse.

“We’
re going to do a little rehearsal, Jennie, for Charles.  I want to get you used to Charles watching us, my darling…”

Jennie
’s eyes widened.  She said nothing.  Mick pressed the call button for the attendant.

“Would you bring us another bottle of champagne, please, and then we don’
t want to be disturbed until I buzz.  No one is to come in here until I buzz.”