As we made our way to the elevator we gained another member to our little party, the concierge escorted us to the private elevator. He used the key, punched in the code and smiled at us,
"Is there anything else we can do for you?" I shook my head immediately,
"No thank you." Sarah smiled at him and stepped inside. We were in Los Angeles for almost a week so our floor was only accessible to our people and it has definitely been a lot calmer because of that move. The doors opened and I took Sarah's hand as we walked down the hall following Carl to my room. Once we were inside he looked around, I sat on the bed and Sarah watched the whole thing take place. He nodded at me and walked out leaving Sarah and me to pick up where we left off in the limo. She looked over at me and I smiled,
"Come here." She returned my smile as she made her way over to me on the couch,
"Does he always search your room?" I nodded,
"Have to make sure no one is hiding out and waiting for me." She shook her head as she sat down next to me,
"I don't know how you guys do it. Brehan included. To have to deal with people knowing who you are all the time, wanting to know everything about you, needing bodyguards and all that stuff. I can not handle that."
"Is that why you model part time?" She nodded as she looked up at my hair and began to run her fingers through it,
"Yes, that's part of it. My family is very close, particularly my father's side and I don't want to do anything that would keep me from them for too long or too often." That was more than admirable. I loved my family but I loved my career. Then again, my family is insane and probably the only reason I get along with them is because I'm not around them that often.
"Tell me about your family." She seemed a little shocked by my request at first but she quickly recovered and turned her body around on the couch, moving closer to me causing our bodies to now touch,
"The majority of my dad's side of the family is still in England but I go over a few times a year to see them. My mother's family have just about all moved out here to LA. I have a brother, he's older, and his name is Brandon. He's basically a playboy, he doesn't really do anything." He sounds like BJ. I watched her talk about her family, she was so proud,
"My grandparents met in Morocco. He met my grandmother, they got married, had my dad who moved here, he met my mother and the rest, as they say, is history." That was a nice brief overview of her family. I'll have to learn how to make my family sound so cool. Somehow I don't think my dad picking my mom up while she was hitchhiking would sound as nice and fairytale as how Sarah's grandparents met.
"Tell me about your family." I shook my head reaching up and pulling her hair out of its clip,
"No." She pouted and her eyes closed as I ran my fingers over her scalp,
"I want to-" I leaned in so close that my lips were practically touching her neck,
"I want you." A moan escaped her throat just as I reached out with my tongue and licked her. I moved back to give way for legs to stretch out and once they were she laid on her back and propped one of her legs over the back of the couch. I sat up and pulled her shoes off and once they were on the floor she lifted her hips. I knew what she wanted and I pulled her skirt off smiling as she looked up at me while she licked her lips. She removed her top as I removed my own clothes and soon we were both naked as I lifted her leg and placed kisses on her ankle then worked my way up. Her body moved and every time she would lift her head just the slightest bit the muscles in her stomach would contract and it accentuated just how in shape she was. I ran my hand over the tanned skin of her tummy as I stuck out my tongue and ran it over the back of her knee. Her eyes opened and she captured her bottom lip between her teeth as her hands slowly worked her breasts. I licked my way down to her inner thigh and bit lightly at her soft flesh watching her as she gasped and stared at me wide eyed. I made my way up and ran my tongue slowly over her lips, just as I was about to pull my tongue back into my mouth she exposed hers and our tongues began to dance. She wrapped her legs around my waist and I picked her up walking her over to the bed and laying her down. My head was directly over hers as she ran her foot up and down my legs causing shivers up and down my body that felt like electricity. Her eyes, I couldn't get enough of them, they were like magic. They were such an icy blue they seemed as if they were visible in the dark of night against her tanned skin and jet-black hair. I just couldn't stop staring into her eyes as my fingers checked to see if she was ready for me. Her eyes fluttered and it was my turn to demand her attention,
"You need to keep your eyes open." There was something about the way she nodded her head that made me feel something indescribable. I was so ready for her and I could feel that she was ready for me so I slipped inside her without warning. She felt so warm and it felt so right as my head fell down and I couldn't help but do what I didn't want her to do, close my eyes. It was like heaven as I moaned in her ear and felt her fingernails dig into my back. I positioned myself on my elbows and looked into her eyes again. She licked her lips and smiled faintly at me and I wanted to melt as I continued to slide in and out of her.
"I love you doing that." I frowned just a little to let her know I didn't know what she was talking about.
"When you look into my eyes while we're together." I leaned down and kissed her, it seems like there was nothing that could have been said that was better than that.
We had just stepped out of the shower when there was a knock on the door,
"I'm naked you get it." I smiled at her and shook my head as I tightened the towel around my waist,
"I'm naked too." I held my hand on the doorknob and watched as she secured herself underneath the sheets,
"Ok." I nodded at her then opened the door stepping aside as the hotel employee wheeled in our three a.m. snack of chicken tenders and curly fries. There were the negatives to being a pop star, or just plain rich for the matter, but when you could get freshly cooked food at three in the morning it was all good. She lifted one of the platters, popped a French fry in her mouth and moaned,
"Oh, that's the good." We both laid back on the pillows and ate,
"I can't believe I'm lying in bed eating a plate of grease at three in the morning and the gala is tonight." The gala, I had managed to forget that but who could blame after the night I've had with Sarah. She slid out of the bed and when she bent over to grab her purse I had a perfect view of her ass and was ready to take her from behind again. She joined me in bed as she listened to her cell phone,
"Damn, damn, damn!" She threw the phone across the room, it hit the couch and bounced on the floor,
"What's wrong?" She shook her head as she looked up at the ceiling,
"One of the bachelor's bailed out on me, some family emergency. Damn, if I had my phone on tonight I could have had time to maybe find someone. Shit." I felt bad for her, between her and Brehan I knew this event was something she took very seriously.
"It will be ok. This is LA, you'll find someone in no time." She propped her head up as she looked at me,
"Yeah, I know you're right but damn, I hate when things happen at the last minute." I grabbed a chicken tender and placed it up to her mouth,
"Eat." She sat straight up,
"You, you can do it. Please Nick. You're a celebrity; you're already going to be there. Please?" I wanted so badly to say no but the desperation was so painful to see on her face,
"Ok but when you only get a dollar fifty for me don't get mad." She smiled bright at me,
"I'm not worried about that." She lay down on her side and smiled at me as I once again tried to feed her. This time she wasn�t distracted and bit in. It dawns on me that I've never fed a girl before.
Chapter 81
Stranger Than Fiction
Stories
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