Touch Me Here

Ethan

"I'll tell you when I get back." She pocketed the phone and walked out, leaving me there wondering what the hell was going on.

She returned a few minutes later with the cute blonde from the second list beside her. "Ethan, this is Amber Mills. She's a big fan of yours, and head of your fan club back in Seattle. She won these tickets tonight."

"Awesome." I stood up and dusted my slacks to get rid of the excess popcorn I seemed to be collecting there. I extended my hand, but the girl rushed me, wrapping her arms around my waist and giggling loudly. The sound made me want to cringe, but I locked my jaw and glanced up at Deza. It would seem that my 'date' for the event was going to be a choice I would soon regret.

"Oh my God. I'm totally in love with you." She squeezed hard, and I worked to pull her arms from me.

"That’s great. Sit down here and let me and Deza finish our conversation." I looked down at her. "And then you can ask me three questions. Any three you want to."

"Oh my God. Really?" She bounced on her feet.

Yep. No sex tonight.

"Absolutely." I reached out and grabbed her wrist, carefully moving her around me to sit in the seat on the other side of me.

The smile on D's face made my stomach hurt. The bitch was enjoying my pain, but then again, she always did.

"Oh my God. Ethan freaking Lewis just touched my arm." The girl dropped down into her chair as I turned my full attention on my agent.

"Spill. Who's the girl and what aren't you telling me?" I reached out and touched her arm. "D... come on, dude. You're my best friend. Fucking spill."

"All right. Fine." She sat down and let out a long sigh. "It's not my decision, and I know you're going to be upset about it."

"And? What is it?" I turned to face her as the girl behind me chattered nonstop. I prayed like hell she was talking to someone and not herself. My true concern was if she started to respond to herself. That was when I was bolting.

“Frank decided that he wants to bring more publicity beforehand to your next movie, Down Low." She flinched like I might slap her with my words.

"And? Stop being cryptic." Worry sprouted in my stomach, but I kept my cool as best I could. The bitch behind me was getting on my last nerve. I jerked around. "Hey. Slow down a little with the chattering. I need to have this conversation, so if you're really my number one fan, you'll let me do that."

"Oh, I'm sorry." She reached over and rubbed her hand down my back. "Go ahead. I'm just excited and when I get e-"

"Awesome. Pipe it down." I turned back to D, who gave me a 'behave’ look.

"He wants to have open auditions for the lead female in the film." She flinched as I responded loudly.

"Fuck no. We're not having anyone who has been in a toilet paper commercial, or played the lead in their school musicals coming in for auditions with me." I stood up and ran my hands through my hair. We'd tried that years ago, and it was a fucking nightmare. I still had a handful of crazy bitches from that audition stalking me. "No."

"It's not up to you." She stood up and tugged at the front of my shirt. "We're doing it, but it is a little different this time. And remember it's his movie, Ethan. We just star in it."

"Then tell him to find someone else. I'm not hosting auditions so a thousand women can come paw at me like I'm a fucking piece of meat. No." I leaned down and got in her face. "And you should have already known that."

"Don't go tough on me." She pushed at my chest a little. "We're having them submit their information and a vocal audition. We'll weed them out and then you can pick the top ten who actually get a live audition."

I started to calm a little. "When does this shit start?"

"The information is going out in the papers and all over the news tomorrow. I wanted you to enjoy the party tonight without this reaction." She waved her hands around.

"How do you have the girl's picture if this jacked up shit storm hasn't even started?" I dropped back down in my chair, a little more chill now that I knew it was ten women and not ten thousand.

"A handful of agents found out about it early. Her agent submitted her, but I'm not taking agent submissions. The actors have to submit their information themselves. And actually... I think the press leaked the information a day early. I need to check into it, but it's looking that way."

"Jeez." I shook my head and took a deep breath. When was Deza going to stop trusting the press? They'd been nothing but a thorn in our sides since we started on this journey. "Get the girl to submit on her own, then. She's someone I could create something with."

"How do you know?" Deza laughed. "You haven't seen her act or met her."

"Pull her up again." I glanced over to the girl beside me who sat quietly. "Want some of my popcorn, Amber?"

"Oh my gosh. You remember my name?" She beamed as I nodded and handed her my popcorn. I wanted to remind her that my job was to memorize pages and pages of lines, but I decided that getting a tongue lashing from D later would feel nearly as good as taking the annoying blond in the back and asking for a blow job.

"Here, and thank you for behaving." Deza handed me the phone. "And stop cussing so much. People think of you as the boy they would take home to meet mom and dad."

I laughed and snorted. "Is that a fucking joke? I play an asshole in all of my films."

"They think it's just a ruse. Did you not read the article that People Magazine just did on you?"

I glanced down at the phone and stifled a groan. The girl was perfect. Her short bobbed haircut made her look incredibly cute. Innocent. The pretty smile on her face drew me in, but the red lipstick... the slight narrowing of her eyes. She wasn't at all what she appeared to be. How badly I wished she were sitting next to me. No blow jobs for her.

I'd take my time and-

"Ethan. What are you doing?" D snatched the phone as I glanced over at her a little winded.

"What? What are you talking about?" I leaned back in the chair and breathed in deeply.

"You're panting."

"I'm turned on." I looked over at Deza. "She's fucking hot. I want her in my next movie. Make it happen."

"Impossible." She shrugged. "We're not getting involved."

"Yeah, you are. I promise to behave for a long time if you get that girl to audition. Do it." I leaned back as the movie started and took Amber's hand, pulling it in my lap as my cock grew long and thick thanks to the girl who would be playing fantasy in my wet dreams.

"Oh my-" Amber started, but I leaned over and looked at her.

"Hush with that. You wanna say you did something no other girl's done? Put your hand in my lap and don't stop stroking until I tell you to." I licked my lips and leaned back as Deza got up and moved a few chairs down.

I chuckled and gripped Amber’s hand, setting the pace for how I liked to be touched. Where she was no one I would ever want to have a conversation with, she obeyed quite well.

She could stay... through the film at least.