Pornstar

Chapter 2

"C-can I ask y-you a question?" My voice was so low that I suspected if I myself could hear it. Frankly saying, I only could hear my heart beating loudly and maybe that's why I couldn't hear myself talking.

"Yea?" When he replied, I almost cried out. Oh God, how could he even say 'yea' so delicately?!

"Uh-I.." I shift my glance up at him from the bags I had been packing and notice he was looking at me. I gulp. Oh s**t. "A-aren't you J-johnny Orlando?.."

"I believe I'm him." He replies swiftly and pushes his sunglasses down to the bridge of his nose to watch me clearly, I'm sure whom he's seeing now is a ripe red tomato.

I was still not over from the shock of meeting him and now him showing off his dazzling and piercing eyes to me is making it feel more hard to talk. "I-I actually..."

"What do you wanna say?" He pushed one of his brows upwards. Oh God, why are you doing this to me?!

"Nothing." I directly look down and continue packing the stuffs, fully ignoring what he'd think about me. Kenzie! Kenzie! Kenzie! Your crush is here standing in front of you! Talk!

"I- uh-" I start speaking as I kept doing my work and then I felt a small box in the basket in my hand. I take it out to pack it with the other stuffs and see it's a..condom.

I cough a bit. Oh God, I'm handing the condom he's gonna use further. Not only this! The other things like this shaving creme, gel - he's gonna use every single one of these further! Oh Lord save me...

"Do you wanna say something?" This time, from the corner of my eyes, I notice him taking off his sunglass. Determined to know what's in my head.

"I- actually," my eyesight shifts to him. "you're a pornstar, r-right?" Did I ask him that? Did I really ask him that?! Did I really f*****g ask him that?!!!

"Yeah." He lightly nods his head and I was a bit confused for why he didn't blush. And then after a second, I felt like punching myself to death for thinking that if I ask a pornstar if he makes pornography, he'd blush! So sarcastic, Kenzie, so much!

"I actually watch your-" I felt my words sticking in my throat. I cough lightly and tuck my hair behind my ear, "your videos and uh- I like them a-a lot... I mean.. Uh- I'm actually a f-fan, you can s-say..."

He chuckles and glances at the cash register machine, I follow his eyes and see that the bill is forty seven dollars and seventy cents. He tucks out his wallet and places a fifty dollar note on the counter. "Keep the change."

I nod heavily at him, a wave of disappointment started attacking my body for him not replying me properly.

But I was wrong, when he takes the two bags in his hands, he continues, "And you're not eighteen yet Mackenzie, don't watch these videos." He winks at me and it straight hits my chest.

Before I could understand anything, he walks away, leaving me completely shocked. Wait, how did he know my nam-

I let out a breath and look down at my name tag. Placing my hand on it, I sigh in relief. I literally was sacred off for him calling me by my name.

And then why Johnny had- wait, wait, wait... WAIT! I didn't take a picture with him!

I ran out of the store as fast as I can and almost tripped on myself while stopping. I looked around and saw a black Mercedes a few meters away and before I could understand anything properly, it takes a turn to left.

"It was his car!" I didn't even know that I shouted out loud. I got to understand about it when I saw everyone around me staring at me like I'm an alien.

"Uh- that was my car..actually, s-someone stole it- I better be going and making a- police case..." I mumble and quickly again step into the store. After sighing in frustration, I flat down on my chair.

What did even happen? Was it a dream? Am I still dreaming?

I pinch myself. Nothing happened. Again pinched, harder. No nothing. Should I try to slap myself then? Probably...

I groan and pull my hair. What did just happen?!

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"I get it now," I snap my fingers and stop pacing around my tiny room. "I have gone mental that's why I saw him!"

And then, again for like the hundredth of times I feel disappointed at my own answer. My figure flats down on the bed behind and brain keeps thinking. I think I hallucinated him...

"Oh Lord." I jump up from my bed and sprint into the bathroom, to get a nice steamy and hot shower. The thought of me meeting Johnny is not settling in my head at all. It can't ever be happening! I rather was dreaming or something like that.

But the CCTV footage can't show wrong. I saw it at the office room, he clearly walked to me, talked to me, winked at me and walked out. I saw it.

After undressing myself, I step into the shower. With the warm water falling on my body to relax my organs, I again start to think clearly.

Kenzie, you didn't see it wrong. It was him. It was Johnny. Johnny Vincent Orlando. At least your own eyes won't deceive you! But still if you have any suspects on them, then you at least believe on the CCTV footage, right?

I smile to myself as the whole bathroom quickly starts to fill with fog from the steam of the water. I met him. I really met him. At last.

While the atmosphere around me starts to heat up more, I kept thinking that I was a great fool for not taking a goddamn picture with him! I know he wouldn't ever say no...

I wished to bang my head on the wall but didn't. I actually love my life. So now, as I actually could get a chance to meet Johnny, who knows I won't get a second chance?

Come on, he's at New York! So, maybe I would get a chance to meet him again. If I'm lucky I guess. All I have to do is, somehow find him..

Also, something else isn't just ready to leave my head - I don't even want it to. The scene of him standing right in front of me is banging my head again and again and again.

How he moved his edible lips to let out that sexy voice. The sassy tone in his voice is still ringing in my ear. I might have heard it before, but not in real life.

And then, him pushing down his sunglass to show off his attractive hazel eyes. Mostly, how his one hand was tucked into his pocket while the other one held the phone.

All the time, how much I wish those hands to roam around my body. Right here - I glance at my bare breasts to my hips - from there. And then, down and down and down...

Also, I'm thinking how would it feel to have his presence right here. No clothed. Just behind me. His lips slowly biting my shoulder and my neck. Replacing with soft nibbles on my ear. And, his erection rubbing on my bare back - skin to skin touch.

Then, I wonder how he would feel in me. How his taste would be. What would be the feeling when he'd take me slowly, steadily but roughly...I just wanna know.

Soon, I felt nothing around me but only fog. Steam had embraced the room and just the thought of our bare body coming close to each other in an atmosphere like this is just a-

"Kenzie? Are you in there?" A knock on the door was heard, creating a hole in my beautiful thoughts. I bang my fist on the wall and curse quietly. Why the heck he had to come now?!

"What do you want Eric?!" I maybe sounded rude but I was really frustrated to talk to him.

"You told me to come by yours for a movie." He replied, an innocent tone in his voice. f**k myself! Why did I even call him?!

"I'm sorry Eric, but I'm not in a mood anymore."

"But-"

"Please baby, I really am not. I need sleep." I rest my head on the wall as I lie. I am not a fan of calling him that, but he likes it a lot so...

"Alright," he only replied and maybe also sighed. "Bye. Take care. Love you."

"Yeah. Bye."

I turn off the shower and then a noise of the door closing from my room could be heard. After blow drying my hair a bit and brushing my teeth, I walk out with a towel wrapped around my body.

Quickly, I lock the door and open my closet, making up my mind to find something really comfortable and-

Then I stop and think for a second. Slowly I loose my towel and let it fall on my ankles.

I sigh as I examine my body. Johnny won't ever like me...also, I know how much he has interests in blondies and white skins. I have nothing of them.

Mostly, I have no good figure. Of course not, comparing to those hot models he dates.

And the ones he does videos with are also really older than me, not sixteen like me. They're at least twenty seven - I know Johnny also has an obsession on older girls than him...

Suddenly, my mind hits with an idea, I don't know if it's even good or not, probably really bad, but why not try it?

I put on my best panties as I pull out my phone from the charger. As I open the camera, I let out a breath.

Just do it.

I carefully take a shot so that my face couldn't be seen, only from my bare breasts to my thighs. I know it's a stupid plan, but I think I should stick with it.

I sit down on the bed and without even thinking once, DM the picture to Johnny on **. I know he wouldn't ever notice his message requests but why not try it once?

After it was sent, I start typing,

Dm me back if u want more --

Stupid asshole. Never happening. But hey! A girl can dream.