While everyone around us celebrated entering the Senior year, Mia and I were busy. Her series was a super hit. She was now shooting almost every day. She had two movies lined up, followed by TV commercials and a song with Shawn Mendes.

I was busy with my programming course in which I had advanced to the next level. To my surprise, I liked programming; for the perks of sitting in a rolling chair and never having to get up all day.

"God! I am tired," Mia said and slumped face-first on the bed.

"Aren't you going to take a bath?"

"Just a few more minutes, pumpkin. I am aching all over."

"Hard day?"

"Very, I never thought there would be a day when I got tired of dancing. But Shawn had a far worse time than me."

She let out a moan of relief as I massaged her shoulders and arms.

"How was your day?"

"It was great. I got a breakthrough."

"Really!" she squealed, sitting up "I am so proud of you, pumpkin."

I wasn't this happy myself, but seeing the adoration on Mia's face I couldn't help but grin widely. I was training to be a whitehat hacker. I had to find security loopholes in the IT networks of establishments by hacking them so that I could secure them before the actual hackers got in. I also restored data for networks that got compromised. It was challenging and exciting at the same time.

She gave me a long passionate kiss.

"It calls for a celebration," she said.

"Aren't you tired?"

"Not anymore. I want you," she trailed her hand down my chest.

My breathing hitched as I moaned, "Plum."

I slowly towered over her, she looked at me with a blend of love and lust. God! I could never get enough of her. I started prepping with kisses from her cheeks to her neck. She moaned and bit my ear lobes. It was my cue to switch modes from slow and sweet to fast and rough.

I sucked, kissed, and bit her neck slowly trailing to her breast.

~~~

"Sam! We are here reading your monologue."

"God! Can't a man have sex without disturbance? I am already pissed with the author for skipping the amazing parts and resuming the story from the middle of senior year."

"What amazing part?"

"Our first date, our first time having sex, our junior prom..."

"Oh! You are right! How could she do that!"

"I know right, sometimes I hate her. Well let me get back, you know Mia is not a patient one."

"Remember the story is not tagged 'Matured'."

"It's not like you already don't know what happens. It's a trend to include matured and streamy content; gets you more views you know. I wonder why she doesn't do it."

~~~

The room soon filled with Mia's moans and screams of ecstasy.

"Look at me," I rasped. We both were close to release. I love to look at her when she comes.

"Sam!" she screamed as she found her release. Soon I followed, sighing with her name.

"Love you, pumpkin," she said and curled into a ball hugging my chest.

"Aren't you going to bathe? You kind of stink."

"Let's just change the sheets tomorrow."

I slowly trailed my finger along the marks I had left on her neck, "Angela isn't going to be happy tomorrow."

"Nothing a concealer can't hide."

I chuckled and kissed her head before going to sleep.

"This is what you give me to work with?" Angela screamed.

Turns out Angela was livid, I thought she just wouldn't be happy.

"Don't make a big fuss, nothing makeup can't hide," Mia said placatingly.

"Did you forget that you have a photoshoot at the beach? You have hickeys all over."

Angela gasped dramatically when she saw Mia's hip; she took deep breaths that did nothing to lessen her anger. God! When did I bite her hip?

Angela angrily asked me, "I know you are crazy about her. Can't you tone it down at least when she has important shoots!"

"Every shoot is important Angela, give him a break. We can't have sex based on a schedule," Mia said indignantly.

"Well, try starting from now!"

It looked worse. Mia wore a bikini and the hickeys looked too prominent on her fair skin.

"You are using a water-resistant concealer right?" Mia enquired.

"Yes," Angela replied curtly.

After deeming Mia fit, Angela dressed her and ushered her out.

"I forgot my phone," Mia said.

"I got it," Angela replied curtly.

"My bag?"

"Here."

"I need my goggles."

"Also, here."

"Good lord Angela! I want to kiss my boyfriend goodbye. Just take a hint."

"Fine, just don't ruin the makeup."