In the bright afternoon sun, the crisp ring of a bicycle bell sounded. The little dog stopped in the middle of the road, then turned and ran into the roadside greenery. A very ordinary bicycle sped past, the girl pedaling with a beaming face, her golden hair flying, and dimples constantly on her cheeks. She looked very happy. She glanced at the intersection sign, turned right on her bike, and entered a very quiet tree-lined street.
Rachel McAdams slowed down, carefully looking at the houses on the right side of the road. It wasn't as crowded here as North Hollywood; the houses were relatively spread out, some even a hundred feet apart.
She saw a wall covered in ivy not far ahead. Remembering the description from the phone call, she quickly sped up, stopped her bike, and carefully checked the house number on the iron gate, confirming it was the right place.
"So this is Matthew's house?" Rachel McAdams propped up her bicycle and took her bag from the front basket, but instead of knocking immediately, she opened her bag, pulled out a mirror, and carefully examined her sweet face and sexy figure.
Today, she wore light makeup, making her skin appear fair and tender.
Rachel McAdams then took out a nude lipstick, lightly applied it a few times, confirmed it was perfect, and put away the mirror and lipstick.
Only then did she step forward and ring the doorbell. After the doorbell rang for more than ten seconds, the iron gate was opened from the inside, revealing a rugged yet handsome face.
"Hi, Matthew," she immediately waved and smiled in greeting.
"Hi, Rachel," Matthew walked out, pushing her bicycle, and said as he walked, "You look really pretty today."
"Really?" Rachel McAdams cupped her face and followed him through the gate, "Thank you."
Matthew placed the bicycle by the door, turned to close the door, and invited Rachel McAdams inside. Rachel McAdams followed Matthew, looking around the yard as she walked, and asked, "is this your house?"
"It's rented," Matthew opened the door, let Rachel McAdams go in first, then followed her, saying, "Before this year, I couldn't afford a house like this."
He pointed to the clean and tidy living room and said, "Make yourself at home. Tea or coffee?"
Rachel McAdams sat on a single sofa, looking around at the living room furnishings, and said, "Just a glass of water."
Matthew poured two glasses of water, placed one on the coffee table in front of Rachel McAdams, and then sat on the long sofa next to her.
"Why is there a sword hanging?" Rachel McAdams pointed to the wall where the prop sword was placed.
"It's a souvenir from the crew, the prop sword I used during filming," Matthew explained simply, "This was my first time as a male lead, so this sword has special commemorative significance, which is why I specifically hung it up."
Rachel McAdams knew that Hollywood crews had a tradition of giving souvenirs after filming, but only to the main actors. She said with a hint of envy, "That's great." Her voice suddenly deepened, "It's a shame no crew has given me a souvenir yet."
"You'll have one soon," Matthew said with a smile, "Didn't you get the role of Erica? I've read the script; it's also an important supporting role."
"Mmm," Rachel McAdams responded, then curiously asked, "I heard from people on the crew that they wanted to invite you to play the male lead, but you refused?"
Matthew admitted, "Yes, my agent and I discussed it, and we felt that the male lead didn't suit my current positioning, so I didn't take it."
Rachel McAdams couldn't help but raise her voice slightly, "That's the male lead!" Then, she realized she had been thinking too simply, "I almost forgot, it's normal for you to not be interested in such a small role when you can get the male lead in such a top-tier major production."
At this point,
She looked up at Matthew, her eyes full of envy, "You can even settle my role with just one phone call..."
Her own agent didn't have that kind of ability.
Although Matthew was only a third-tier star now, Rachel McAdams could see that his achievements would definitely not stop there. If the joint production by Walt Disney and Jerry Bruckheimer succeeded... two years, and the change was simply too immense.
Rachel McAdams could only sigh inwardly. This change wasn't just for Matthew, but for herself as well.
Her decision to come from Canada to Los Angeles this time, to return to Hollywood to pursue her career, wasn't a spur-of-the-moment idea, but the result of careful consideration. Now that she was here, she had no intention of returning empty-handed like last time.
The last time she came to Los Angeles, ready to develop in Hollywood, she was still an ignorant and somewhat naive girl.
Two years was enough for a naive girl to transform into a mature woman.
Rachel McAdams had been following and studying Hollywood for the past two years, and she discovered that there was indeed a shortcut in Hollywood, especially for women with good looks like herself; the success rate of this shortcut was even higher.
This was a question of give and take; only by giving could one expect to receive.
Now Matthew had given, should he receive? The text message she sent earlier was a test.
She was no longer the naive girl from two years ago. Perhaps Matthew had helped her this time out of consideration for their past acquaintance, making a casual phone call without expecting anything in return. But what if she needed his help next time?
To make someone give, you must give them something in return.
"Oh, by the way, some tabloids were hyping up your scandal with Keira Knightley a while ago," Rachel McAdams changed the subject at the right time, asking curiously, "It's not true, is it?"
Matthew directly denied it, "Fake. Me, having a scandal with her?" He pouted, about to say something like "fried eggs," but suddenly remembered that it was very classless to talk about another woman's flaws in front of a woman, so he swallowed his words.
He looked at Rachel McAdams and asked, "You rode your bike over; is it very close?"
Rachel McAdams nodded, "It took me a little over ten minutes to ride here." She deliberately said, "It's very close. Come visit me sometime."
"Sure," Matthew seemed not to have caught the underlying meaning, "I'm on vacation recently, so I have time."
He asked Rachel McAdams, "When does the crew start filming?"
Hearing this, Rachel McAdams shifted her body closer to Matthew, "The crew needs to coordinate with the lead actress, Kate Beckinsale. She's preparing for *Underworld*."
At this point, she remembered the rumors within the crew. Many people said that Kate Beckinsale was dating Fox Sherman, an investor in *Underworld*, and it seemed they were indeed dating.
But she felt that this kind of relationship was merely an exchange of give and take disguised as a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship. Otherwise, why would Fox Sherman invest so much money to build such a film around Kate Beckinsale?
Rachel McAdams straightened her expression and said, "Matthew, you helped me get such an important role as Erica. I still don't know how to thank you."
Hearing her say that, Matthew immediately thought of that text message. He wasn't a saint, nor was he needed to pretend to be one. Entering the Hollywood circle, he hadn't forgotten his original intentions, and his gaze unconsciously drifted to Rachel McAdams's body.At 24 years old Rachel was definitely at her peak of beauty, even more beautiful than they were doing acting classes together. If he was not first love mindset with Briteny, he would have surely pursued her. Her aesthetics were truly top tier .
"I..." Matthew originally wanted to say it wasn't necessary, but seeing Rachel McAdams's curvaceous body hidden beneath her dark blue form-fitting slip dress, he swallowed his words and said, "Whatever you want."
"I understand," Rachel McAdams's smile became even sweeter, her dimples more pronounced. She stood up and said frankly, "You gave, and I will give you a corresponding return."
With that, she turned to face Matthew, pulled down the straps of her dark blue form-fitting slip dress, skillfully slipped off her dress and underwear, and stood there before Matthew.
Matthew looked up, staring at Rachel McAdams. Since she regarded this as a common give-and-take transaction within Hollywood, then... whatever she wanted.
He wasn't a heartless saint, nor a person of high moral character, but a twenty-two-year-old young man full of passion.
Rachel McAdams slowly squatted down, reached out to unbuckle Matthew's belt, and then her eyes widened, as if she had seen something incredible.
"This is too exaggerated," she opened her mouth in disbelief... Mathew's boner was raging right at her face.She involuntarily clasped her legs but Mathew pulled her up and first started kissing her luscious lips while his tongue slid down in her mouth for deep exploration and his hands were roaming all around her body while discarding the unnecessary clothing in this situation. Rachel was also turned on heavily, her panty was soaked because of the Matthew's assault with his mouth and hands all over her body.
When he bit her nipples in thore of passion, she cried out his name while arching backwards. She started exploring his body with open mouthed kisses starting from top to bottom and then directly took kis throbbing boner in her exquisite mouth started using her tongue . Matthew felt the pleasure of letting go like never before and a moan escaped his mouth. It has been almost 6months since his breakup and he was filled with pent up desire due to suppressing himself.
He finally lifted her in one swift motion and entered her with a deep thrust right there on couch. Now, in the room filled with harmones, only the sound of moans and flesh hitting each other was remaining. It took a long time for bothe to get released but he was not satisfied yet .He took her to the bedroom for another round. "How dis I miss such a wonderful thing , to help with love" Matthew mused inwardly while his thrusting speed got faster and faster.
The originally neat and clean living room as well as bedroom quickly became a chaotic battlefield. Some indescribable sounds even broke through the walls and rushed into the yard, intermittently continuing from afternoon until mid-afternoon before finally subsiding.
The sun shifted westward, gradually approaching the horizon. Rachel McAdams walked out of the house, and Matthew followed her out. He accompanied her out of the house, got into his car, and drove Rachel McAdams back to North Hollywood.
The black BMW SUV drove onto the road. Rachel McAdams slumped in the passenger seat, turned to stare at Matthew, and after a long while, said, "You're handsome, have a great body, and that... um, it was amazing! Why didn't I ever think of trying something with you before?"
Matthew could tell that Rachel McAdams had changed a lot in the past two years, and he didn't hold back, replying, "I also regret not trying something with you sooner." He gave Rachel McAdams a thumbs-up, "Rachel, you were amazing too."
Rachel McAdams's superb skills had left a very deep impression on him. "I can't help but want to do it a few more times with you."
Frankly speaking, Rachel McAdams was beautiful and fit his aesthetic, and coupled with her excellent technique, she brought him immense pleasure.
"Matthew..." Rachel McAdams laughed, then suddenly asked, "Are you falling for me, wanting me to be your girlfriend?"