POV: Emma.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Someone had just scared the living daylights out of me. Banging on the door to Tom and I's conjoined suites. Then suddenly they ran through it without a care in the world.

Tom and I had just finished are morning luscious sexcapade. When Bayli, my assistant burst through the door. Tom was still practically inside of me as our erotica nirvana had just rapidly escaped our bodies of ecstasy.

"EMMA?!" Bayli was screaming my name in panic. She finally found me as I was straddling Tom laying my upper body on his chest. He quickly pulled the sheets over our naked bodies to keep her from seeing us.

"Oh Emma!" Bayli sounding relieved in desperation in finding me clutching her hand to her chest. "I'm so sorry to interrupt you two! I just couldn't find Emma!" She drawled in her adorable Texas accent gasping for air.

"Bayli, I'm so sorry, Darling. But from now on you'll know... I'll be here with Tom if I'm not in my suite?" I smiled at her. She nodded back grinning at me and winked. Quickly leaving Tom's room.

Tom and I laughed hysterically as he rolled me over laying on top of me kissing my neck.

"Tommm, I've got to get ready for my scenes today with Isla's parents." I lingered sexily moaning as he wanted his second course of breakfast with me. I knew I had to get up. But I really wanted to stay with him in bed all day...

"I know baby, but I can't stand it." He moaned squeezing my rump and running his hand down my right thigh. "I want your sweet wet tight..." Tom drifted kissing my lips again. I blushed with what word just came out of his mouth. "Pussy."

"TOM!" I yelled covering my eyes feeling my cheeks turn from pink to red in seconds from his sexy lewd language. Tom moved my hand from my eyes sexily smirking and gave me a dirty chuckle looking into my eyes. We sat there in silence just looking deeply into each other's souls. He sweetly kissed me telling me. "You are the most beautiful creature in existence Emma." I shyly blinked blushing again as he ran his talented fingers through my hair.

"I guess I'll have to let you go get ready then." Tom teased in sighing sounding defeated. But I reminded him sweetly, "I'll see you later tonight for our first love making scene in the library." I raised my eyebrows giving him a sensual smile. As he replied, "We've been practicing a lot, so our first fuck scene should be quite entertaining." Tom licked his lips and kissed me again. I blushed with his crude bawdy language that I addictingly loved.

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I filmed all morning and most of the afternoon with my scenes with my parents, Helen Mirren and Jeremy Irons. I was humbled, honored, and quite taken aback to be working with these legends in film and stage. I had a blessed career being able to work with so many generations of extremely talented actors and actresses. This was another highlighting unforgettable moment.

I was in my trailer as Chantel finished my look for the dinner scene and sex scene with Tom just a few minutes away from now. I always felt nervous before making a love scene with some actor. But, this time was different. It was with Tom. My new boyfriend who now completely belonged to me.

I left my trailer as Chantel held my dress up to keep from getting any stains on it. This dress was a statement.

Emma's Dress and entire look for the evening.  😍🐍💚

I entered the mansion as I saw Tom talking with Jeremy Irons. He took a double glancing look at me. A huge captivating delectable grin went smearing across his face. He winked at me and mouthed. "Damn."

He suddenly nodded to Jeremy finishing their conversation and instantly came to my side. Tom looked incredibly handsome in his server's uniform dressed as Jack.

Tom pulled me into his arms and kissed my cheek whispering. "You look like the Slytherin Sex Goddess that you've always been." And kissed my cheek again making my insides feel like melted butter running down warm toast.

"I hope I can control myself making this scene." Tom seductively drawled again making me giggle and expressed to him, "We'll, just have to fully finish what we started... later." I whispered back as I noticed Ron looking at us and smiling nodding his head in liking what he saw.

"Alright you two, save some of that heat for the library scene please?!" Ron yelled as we both laughed making our way to the hallway leading to the library.

This mansion was beautiful and reminded me a lot of Hogwarts for some reason...

The cameras and crew were ready... Ron yelled. "Action!"

I walked down the long hallway going into the library while "Jack" followed me. Even his footsteps were seductive.

Our first fight scene began...

"How dare you try to kiss me this afternoon?! Do you understand who I am?! Who my father is?!" I yelled in a whisper to Jack.

"I know exactly who you are. A spoiled rich brat who lays around her mansion doing her nails all day." Jack arrogantly proclaimed as he grabbed my wrist to keep me from slapping him across the face.

He then let go and started walking me backwards into the wall of books. Giving me his charismatic serpent stimulating dark glare. Licking his lips to follow with biting his lower lip. He had reincarnated himself into Draco Malfoy. The Harry Potter fan girls are going to completely lose their minds when they see this movie.

He had me pinned against the bookcase with his arms on either side of me. And began his next line.

"With that being said, you are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen in my life." Jack revealed to Isla as he picked me up making me gasp.

I went in for the kiss as Tom held my head to bring me deeper down into this immersed passion filled snogging of wanton steamy salacity molasses kiss.

He then placed my feet back on the ground lifting my dress up and removing my knickers. He unzipped his pants pretending to pull out his favorite body part of mine,  belonging to me now...

He lifted me up again, pushing me up against the wall of books submerging himself inside of me. I gasped as he thrusted my body up and down pretending to be feeling my insides. As to which he knew very well...

Jack then moved us to her father's desk just inches from the bookcase. Slamming me on top as I screamed wanting more of him. Damn he can do this to me later...

He "entered" my fume once again as we desirably made love on Isla's father's desk.

"CUT! END SCENE! PRINT!" Ron yelled at us as we didn't want to stop kissing. "Alright you two that's enough." Ron teased us again laughing.

Tom helped me down as he fixed his pants, zipping them up. We looked at each other thinking the exact same thing. We had to finish this now. I could see Tom was as hard as piece of plywood. We quietly escaped to feed our hunger in one of the eleven bathrooms just a few feet away.

Tom locked the door and lifted me up on the sink.

"Be careful baby this dress is vintage!" I whispered warning him. He smiled and gave me a rapturous look.

"I don't really care right now, Emma. All I know is that I need you. I've got to fuck you baby." Tom pleaded his anguish cravings for me. As I for him.

He quickly unzipped his pants and pulled them all the way down as I spread my legs lifting my dress, desperately sodden and ready for him to be inside of me.

Tom replenished our thirsts thrusting so deeply inside of me I gasped needing him to cover my mouth to keep me from screaming for sexual pleasure filled mercy. He wasn't kidding saying he wanted to fuck me.

My moans were muffled as he held my mouth closed with his palm. Making sure no one heard what we were doing to each other in here.

My eyes bulged in ecstasy as Tom hit my fevered hot spring zone. I screamed trying to control myself but what Tom did to me was uncontrollable.

He moved his hand quickly, to kiss me as he was beginning his doting of succulent warm venom spurting inside of me jerking my body up and up. As we moaned into each other's mouths in ecstasy.

Knock, knock, knock...

We heard someone trying to get into the bathroom watching the handle shake. Thank god Tom locked it. Whoever it was finally gave up and left.

We laughed as he helped me down.

"I want round three later tonight Mr. Felton." I whispered to him.

He raised his eyebrow squeezing my rump.

"You're not going to be able to walk tomorrow, Miss. Watson." With a dirty little smirk.