The director was beaming, still riding the high from the previous takes. He clapped his hands and called out enthusiastically, “Perfect energy, you two! Now we go all the way. For this next shot, I need you to act needy — like you want to fuck each other so bad it hurts. Really sell the desperation, the hunger. Fake it as raw and real as possible. Use the sheet for full coverage on penetration so we can push the limits. Derek, get on top. Stiles, give us those famous slutty moans. Action when ready!”

Derek’s smirk was pure sin as he looked down at Stiles. He flipped her onto her back in one smooth motion, his tall, muscled body covering hers. His thick, still-hard cock rested heavy against her soaked, puffy pink pussy lips, teasing her entrance with slow grinds. He quickly pulled the white sheet up high over his hips and her lower body, creating a full barrier so the crew and cameras couldn’t see what was really happening underneath.