Hell yes

You remembered your answer.

"Oh hell yes," you pulled him in to kiss him deeper, your tongue caressing his. "We may have to do it more often in fact."

"Oh you dirty, wonderful girl," Billy had cooed, hardening once more inside you.

"Mmm, I appreciate the desire, Billy, but don't you have a scene to shoot soon?" You had reminded him.

"Yeah, yeah," he had admitted, clearly not happy with the idea of leaving.

You had chuckled. "It'll be fine, Billy. Just remember, next time you fuck me, I'll be married."

Billy's eyes seemed to glaze over at the thought. "And your man, Katherine?"

"Sex and love are two different things," you had said sincerely. "I love James, but I'm not really ready for monogamy."

"Can't get enough of this?" Billy gave a playful thrust.

You had cried out in pleasure. "Billy," you had gently chided.

"Right, right," he had sighed, pulling out, causing an inadvertent sigh of protest from you. He smirked while dressing. "Now who's being incorrigible?"

"Get out of here before good sense makes me forget."

"But I want you to forget-" Billy had pointed out.

"Go!" You had playfully ordered.

"Okay, I'm going. So bossy Ms. Camera-Lady," he had teased before finishing getting dressed and heading out.

In the present you remembered the moment with a chuckle and a shake of your head as you open the door.