More Than Famous (Famous #2) (12 page)

Each second; my breathing increased. It felt so amazing, to have her bold enough to do that with all these people around. All she had to do was look at me; say my name or the smallest touch and she had me on fire.

"Mmmmm. Looks like we need to get out of here, hmmm?" she said softly.

Her head fell back toward me and her mouth parted as she looked over her shoulder at me.

My hand on her waist increased in pressure as I longed to turn her into my arms. Suddenly, our obligations, the people around us, the thousands of fans clamoring below, all evaporated into thin air.

"Yeah. Let's go."

"Should I let you leave first? Martin won't want us leaving together."

"I don't give a flying fuck what anybody wants or thinks is the proper thing to do. All I want is to get you alone. And,
now
." I turned her and led her toward the entrance.

"Oh Cade, Brooklyn, I wanted to introduce you to... " Martin said as we passed right by him without stopping, his hand pointing to a woman to his left. He turned to watch us as we passed and I raised my left hand in the air to stop his words.

Not tonight. I had other plans.

 

 

 

I HAD THE
driver let me out in the garage so I could sneak in through the stairs, while he took Brook around the front of the hotel. With all of the fans and paparazzi around front, we knew it best to go in separately and better if I was able to avoid the madness all together. The fans were great, but I didn't have it in me to spend countless minutes held outside signing autographs tonight.

I hurried up the stairs and waited for her by the elevators on the fifteenth floor. It was taking a big chance that someone would see me, but I didn't want her walking to the room alone. I wasn't sure if I was breathing hard due to the fifteen flights of stairs I'd just sprinted up, or the excitement I felt at the prospect of the rest of the evening.

As I leaned up against the wall, anticipation flooded through me.  The three weeks since we'd made love had me wound tighter than a drum. It had been so bloody hard keeping my hands off of her in the limo, but this driver was a transient and we couldn't have someone we weren't sure about leaking any information. If we'd been in L.A. and Shane, my regular driver would have been there, then it would have been a different story altogether.

“Mmmm... ” I said aloud at the thought. Taking her in the back of a limousine was something I would have to put on my priority list. I smiled to myself at the prospect.

I was anxious, loosening my tie and removing it, finally able to shove the damn thing in the pocket of my jacket. I hated this celebrity rubbish. I wish I could make the movies and skip the premieres and promotion. It was exhausting, but I understood the need for it. The marketing was part of the contracts. The floor indicator lights above the elevator doors flashed as the car drew closer.  Each second that passed like an ache in the silence.

The elevator dinged, the doors beginning to open; there she was, my beautiful girl, smiling at me as she started to come out. Her eyes were intent as they met mine, both of our senses flooding with each other.

I longed to take her in my arms, but I could only thread my fingers through hers. She handed me the key card to the room with her other hand, as we began to walk down the hall. Her blue eyes were burning into mine as visions of what was going to transpire in a few minutes rushed through my head.

It felt right. Just perfect.

Something so simple as openly walking down a hall with her hand in mine sent an extraordinary surge of satisfaction through me. I wanted... no, I needed to be able to be open with our relationship. I wanted the world to know she was mine, and in no uncertain terms. I brought her hand to my mouth as we walked down the carpeted hallway, and she leaned her head on my shoulder.

My heart swelled in my chest, beating harder. We belonged together.  I felt it deep within my soul.

I didn't let go of her as I slid the card in and waited for the light to indicate the door was open. She entered in front of me and I immediately pulled her back to me with our entwined hands. My free hand came up to slide from the side of her face to the back of her head to draw her mouth to mine. Our mouths were urgent, but not hurried as we explored each other deeply, sucking and nipping. Our lips went from teasing and ghosting over each other’s to hungry; deeper, to dive in and devour each other over and over again. Our hands explored each other's bodies as our mouths tasted and teased again and again.

"Fuck, I love kissing you, Brook."

I couldn't get enough of her luscious mouth. God, she tasted so good.

"I've missed you, so bloody much," I breathed against her mouth before I went back for more.

Brook’s hands were impatient as she pushed my jacket from my shoulders and down my arms, our mouths clinging together. My hands slid around the sides of her waist and back to draw her up against my chest.

"Cade, I want you. Make love to me."

Jesus, her sultry voice was my undoing, the throbbing in my body to the point of pain as her hands frantically pulled at the buttons on my shirt. She didn’t have to ask me twice.

"Just rip it, Brook. I want your skin on mine. Now."

Our mouths still clinging passionately, we were both panting, mingling our breath as passion overtook us. My hand found the zipper on the side of her dress and I slid it down as her hands hesitated for the briefest second before she pulled with all her might. The material ripped and the buttons flew in all directions as her warm hands splayed out on my chest, and slid up around my neck.

My hands followed the path of the dress down her body until it fell from her hips in a pool at her feet. I pulled her to me, my hands roaming all over her back and her bare breasts were pressed to my chest.

My skin was so sensitive, I could feel her taut nipples burn into me.

Jesus, this is paradise.

I turned her in my arms so my hands could cup her breasts from behind as I placed wet, open mouth kisses on her neck and shoulders. Her hard nipples under my palms drove me crazy and I wanted to feel every inch of her skin.

I let my hands roam and knead over every inch of exposed skin and she felt like warm silk.

Brook shuddered as I sucked on the skin of her neck again and again, and my hands moved lower over the lace that covered her center. One hand reaching lower to slide under the material and feel the heat and dewy wetness that told me she wanted me as much as I wanted her.

“Uhhh.” She sighed. “That feels good, Cade.” Her response drove me insane with wanting.

"Oh my God... You're so hot, baby. Brook... Jesus," I moaned against the sensitive flesh of her neck as she arched it to one side, giving me unlimited access.

Her body pressing into mine, she moved her ass on my hardened cock. She ground against me, each new groan she brought forth from me driving her on. I felt her hands moving behind me to press on my ass, bringing my body tighter against hers.

I couldn't wait anymore as I lifted her in my arms and lay her crosswise on the bed.

The room was in total darkness except for some of the city lights flickering in through the windows that cast a soft glow on her translucent skin. She raised her knees slightly and arched her back as she looked at me, her eyes drunk with love and passion.

Her mouth parted and she breathed my name as she raised her arms to me. "Cade... pleeaaassse."

Something slowed me down. As much as I wanted her, I wanted to bring her pleasure even more. Extreme pleasure.

I wanted to look at her, savor her, make every touch last. Even though we had all night, I knew it wouldn't be enough. I would never get enough of her body, or her love.

My heart thumped in my chest as I slowly reached up and hooked my fingers under the edge of her thong and pulled it down and flung it aside.

She was lying naked to my view with nothing but her black stilettos on.

It was so fucking erotic I could barely move.  I felt myself start to shake with desire and it was completely out of my control.

As I fell to my knees beside the bed, I slid my hands slowly up her legs from her ankles to her legs and thighs. My fingers closed around her hips, my thumbs rubbing and caressing back and forth on her hipbones as my hungry gaze devoured her. I gripped tighter and pulled her to the side of the bed, bringing her bottom to the edge in front of me.

"Baby... I want to hold you. I need you in my arms," she beckoned and my heart surged again.

"Brook, I want to make love to you all night long.  I want to savor every touch. I want to kiss you, taste you all over. Let me..." My voice was a rough whisper as I bent to place a series of kisses on her tummy, causing her muscles to contract involuntarily. My mouth was making a hot trail from her breasts to her pelvis and back again. My tongue coming out to drag along her skin, I was overwhelmed with the desire I felt for her. "Let me..." I begged.

I could feel her flesh tremble under my mouth as I moved over her and I wanted to worship this woman for the rest of my life.

She gasped as my mouth moved lower and my hands parted her thighs. I closed my eyes and rested my cheek against the delicate skin below her knee as I let myself breathe in the scent of her arousal.

The blood pounded in my ears and my dick was so engorged, the skin pulled tight like it would explode. I slid my hands up her body to cup around her breasts and my fingers teased both nipples as I kissed her perfectly flat stomach with my open mouth.

"Oh, baby... you make me so hard, just the scent of you is just... driving me mad."

"Jesus, Cade,” she begged. “Stop torturing me. Uhhh... please..."

I slid my arms under her thighs and up over her stomach as my mouth came down on where she wanted it most.

It was heaven.

Her essence was the sweetest thing I'd ever tasted as I licked and sucked on the delicate flesh, flicking my tongue on the little nub and then moving down to dive inside her.

She arched against me as her breath came in short gasps. Her hips undulating under my mouth was the sexiest thing I'd ever experienced, and I wanted more. I wanted to give her everything.

My right hand moved up to tug on her left nipple as my left splayed across the skin of her belly below her navel. My dick was straining so hard against my pants, throbbing in increasing need.

"Brook," I breathed on her skin as I continued to suckle and tease her flesh. "You're incredible. Let me feel you cum in my mouth... Let go, Brook, please."

"Uh, Uh, Uh..." She was moaning and panting, her hips increasing their movements under my mouth, and I felt her start to tremble under my tongue. I brought my left hand down and inserted two fingers into her body as my tongue continued its quest. I hooked my fingers and pressed upward until I found her g-spot and I pulsed my fingers there at the same time as I pulsed my tongue on the flesh above it.

"Unnnn, Cade. Oh baby... Mmmm." I felt the convulsions begin, and seconds later her body was arching off of the bed as she came hard, her hands fisting in the sheets, her head thrown back. I lightened the pressure but continued with the pulses until I knew the waves were lessening.

She was breathing hard, her hands going into her hair as I moved up her body to take her mouth with mine.

"You're so good to me. I love you so much," she breathed into my mouth. My heart soared that I could bring her that kind of pleasure. Her body was trembling in my arms as I sucked on her lips and brushed her hair back off of her face.

Her face so flushed with desire was the most beautiful sight I'd ever seen. I could look at her forever.

I placed a deep kiss on her mouth and then pulled away to shed the rest of my clothes.

I moved over her and settled into the cradle of her gorgeous limbs.

Her arms began clutching at my back and she wrapped her arms and legs around me as I lifted her to the center of the bed and then entered her in one motion. She was swollen from her orgasm and so tight, so wet, that she drove me to distraction. I closed my eyes as her warmth engulfed me and my mouth hovered over hers.

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