More Than Famous (Famous #2) (29 page)

Dear God, please, please don't let me have been so fucking stupid
.

I HEARD THE
song I’d written for her playing and I realized it was Brook's phone alarm. I smiled to myself as my heart swelled. She wouldn't talk to me all this time, but she still had my voice as her alarm clock. She stirred at my side and I bent to nuzzle the side of her face.

"Ugh... no," she moaned. "I don't want to go." My arms tightened around her as she stretched and arched her back against me.

"Mmmmm. You feel so good. I've missed this." Her arms lay across mine in front of her and my hand went to cup one of her breasts, as I pulled her back against me. It was incredible to have her in my arms again.

"Cade..." She breathed as she turned in my arms to kiss my mouth, her arms going around my neck and into my hair on both sides of my head, pulling my mouth to hers. My mouth opened over hers and my tongue slid inside. She tasted so amazing, and I was fucking drowning in her.

We were starving for each other and we kissed wildly for a long time, sucking, teasing, licking, and our mouths moving in unison. She was so hot, her kisses like nectar that I couldn't get enough of.

"Make love to me." She arched her body against me, and I could feel the heat between her legs as she pushed against me. "I want you, Cade. Please," she whispered against my mouth as we came up for breath between our kisses.

The way she pressed her soft curves into me felt divine. I could feel my body, already hard, throb as more blood rushed through my veins. I wanted her badly as I pushed my pelvis to hers so she could feel how much. My hands worshiped her perfect breasts, down her ribs and waist, over the gentle swell of her glorious hips, as I kissed her again and again; hungry for her love.

"Mmmmmm. See what you do to me?" I teased her as my hips pressed my hardness into her warm center as I hitched her leg over my waist. My hand moved up her thigh and pulled her tight against me and I moved on her body.

"Mmm. That feels so good," she whispered near my ear before her mouth licked and kissed the side of my neck. "More," she moaned against my skin. "I want to feel you inside me, Cade. It's been so long."

Holy hell. "Jesus, babe, you make me so hot. Brook..."

My erection was screaming against her. I rolled her onto her back and kissed her deeply again, before placing a few soft kisses on her lips, drawing her lower lip into my mouth with suction.

I ground my lower body with hers and she moaned, arching up toward me, trying to recapture my lips, her hips undulating underneath me, the delicious friction causing me to groan.

"Oh God." I brushed her hair back and then my mouth hovered over hers. "There is nothing I want more than to make mad, passionate love to you, hear you moan my name, to feel your quivering flesh against me, on me, around me, to taste every inch of you and make you come all over me. I've dreamed of little else for months." I kissed her again, and her body surged against mine. "But not yet. We should wait, love. I can't believe I'm bloody saying that, but we should wait, Brook."

 My body fought my mind. I wanted her so bloody bad; she was so beautiful and I had missed her beyond any comprehensive thought, but I shifted away just enough so I could look into her face. Her skin was flushed pink with desire, her lips swollen slightly from my kisses. My heart stopped. She was so beautiful, and she was mine.

"Why? Don't you want me?" Her eyes were questioning as her hand brushed my hair back and she raised her open mouth toward mine. I couldn't help it, I let my lips close around her lower one and pull on it, before repeating the action on the top one.

"Uhhh, are you serious? Of course I want you... more than
fucking air
," I whispered incredulously, as my tongue licked at her upper lip then I took it between both of mine in a kiss, my mouth softly brushed back and forth across hers as I struggled for control. "More than anything in the world. I just told you so."

"Then?" she paused.

"Honey, I want to clear everything up first. I need to get this bloody mess resolved, please?"

"I told you that I believe you." She touched my cheek, her blue eyes questioning as they burned into mine, her body continuing to grind into mine, and it was exquisite torture. She felt so fantastic against me. "Cade, none of it matters. All that matters is that you're still mine."

Resting on my elbows above her, our bodies pressed into each other, my thumbs brushed against both sides of her beautiful face.

"Making love has always been so special; so incredibly brilliant between us, I don't want any niggling doubt in your mind when we do this. I won't have you thinking about me with any other woman when we're together. I never want to put you through that, and I won't. No doubts when I touch you;
ever
."

She stared into my eyes for a minute and I saw the tears begin, her brow crinkled as she fought them. I kissed her open mouth softly, lovingly and nuzzled her nose with mine.

"Don't cry, sweetheart. It's going to be all right. It's all going to be fine, my love. And then I'm going to make such sweet love to you, Brook. I'm bloody starving for you. Not just your body, but all of you." I knew the emotion was thick in my voice, so thick my throat was aching.

"Oh. Cade." Her words were breathy and her eyes closed as a single tear fell out the corner of each one onto the pillow. "Thank you for being so good to me. I believe you, babe."

Her head lifted toward me as her mouth reached for me to return to kissing hers. Her arms around me felt so safe as she brushed my mouth with hers and whispered. "I should‘ve talked to you about it sooner. I 'm so sorry for wasting all this time, for putting you through this."

Finally, I gave her what she was seeking as my mouth took hers in another greedy kiss, my tongue plunging into her mouth and hers coming to meet it. She was so, so delicious.

"Don't cry my love, I understand. I would have bloody killed someone if the positions were reversed." I brushed her hair back off her face and my thumb traced the line of her jaw as I stared down into her blue eyes. "We're going to get through this, sweetheart, and nothing is going to separate us again, okay?" I kissed her deeply again and my hand slid up her thigh to pat her very luscious rump. "You've got to be on set soon, don't you?"

"Eew. Don't remind me." She hugged me and buried her face in my shoulder, kissing it with an open mouth and sucking a little. My lower body throbbed with need, and my heart pounded in my chest.

Her hands feathered down my back, sending goose bumps up my skin, until they reached my ass and her hands clamped down on the muscles and pushed me tighter into her center as she raised her hips into mine. Her eyes widened and she smiled as she did it. She was so fucking beautiful and I sucked in my breath.

"
Stop
torturing me, witch." I kissed her again, then rolled away from her and pushed her toward the edge of the bed. "You don't want to be late, but make sure Noah doesn't get any ideas. You're still Ryan's girl."

"I could never forget. Just don't
you
forget what you're going to do to me tonight. We have a lot of time to make up for." She smiled, her face shining with love and happiness as she went into the loo and turned on the shower.

"I won't forget, my love. Rather, I'll be plotting and planning all bloody day." I smirked as I got up from the bed. I was still in my clothes from last night. We had been so caught up in just being close to each other that I hadn't wanted to let go of her long enough to strip off my clothes before I fell asleep.

Hmmm. I decided to go take in the view even if I couldn't make love to her now. I went into the loo and leaned my shoulder on the wall. Watching her shampoo her hair, the lather running in waves down the gentle curves of her gorgeous body, my body ached and my mouth went dry.

"Ughhhh!" I groaned and she laughed at me.

I thought about my conversation with myself last night and I felt a new surge of determination. I wasn't going to allow anyone or anything to come between us again.

"NOW who's torturing you, Cade?" She laughed as she continued to wash her hair and skin.

"I know, but its exquisite torture; that." I nodded towards her naked body.

"I wish these hands on my body belonged to you." She ran her hands down over her breasts , stomach and hips, her eyes never leaving mine. She was so incredibly sexy, and she was teasing me.

"Mmmmm. Babe, we're going to confront Wendy, and bloody soon. I want to get this rubbish behind us as quickly as possible, okay? I can't take not touching you like this." I smiled and ran a hand through my hair. "My body's been aching almost as much as my heart has been."  I was deadly serious.

"What if Wendy denies it in front of you?"

"How can she? You saw her."

"Yeah, but she can still insist the two of you got it on, and you just don't remember. I wouldn't put anything past her. I'm beginning to see her in a whole new light." Her voice held a trace of pain.

She was right
, my mind was racing.
How was I going to get to the bottom of this
?

"The thing is, Brook; even if Wendy was attractive to me physically, her bloody personality turns my fucking stomach. I just can't imagine that I'd shag her even with
someone else's dick
."

I smiled when she burst out laughing. At least we were laughing about it. "Um, Ethan took me home that night, so I'll ask him to join, if that's all right with you? He can attest to how bloody drunk I was, and not fit for anything other than sleep. Maybe he knows what happened." I silently prayed that was the case, and that I hadn't slept with Wendy. The thought was so repulsive it made me shudder.

"Yeah, okay. He knows about us anyway, doesn't he?"

"I think he's known for months. Most of them have, but for sure since I screamed in Wendy's ear at the bar that night." I smirked.

"What?" Her head came up to look at me as she turned off the water.

"That wench wouldn't leave me alone, and I'd bloody well had had enough. I'm surprised it wasn't all over the tabloids the next day. Everyone heard it." I laughed at the memory.
Fucking, Wendy! That bitch
. I shook my head.

"Wendy has an in with the paparazzi, remember? They only print what she wants printed. I'm surprised there weren't pictures of the two of you at the bar that night. She would have gotten a lot of mileage out of being seen out with you."

She stepped out of the shower, her body glistening with the water droplets. I went to her with a towel and wrapped her in it as I bent to place a hot kiss on her shoulder.

"So um… What did you scream at her?"

She was curious and I could see the gleam in her eyes. She was enjoying this. I continued raining light kisses on her shoulders and neck sending shivers all down her body. She smelled so great, and her arms around me felt so wonderful.

"It's kind of fuzzy, but something along the lines of ; ‘Get the hell off me because I'm in love with Brook.’” My arms slid around her back and she lifted her face to kiss me.

"I love you," she breathed against my mouth.

I looked at the heavens with a smile on my face and raised one hand toward the ceiling. "Thank God. I was dying
not knowing for sure
." I teased with a crooked grin. She kissed my chest, and I ran a hand down her back.

"I'll convince you more, later," she promised. "I have to go. Noah is already calling me to see where the hell I am." She went to grab her phone as "I’m Too Sexy" played, but I stopped her by catching her in my arms.

I raised my eyebrow at the song and she shrugged. "What the fuck?" I asked at the ridiculous ring tone.

"I thought it appropriate considering." She giggled. “You know the model, thing.”

"Well I don't like it," I growled and hauled her with me to fall on the bed. "He better bloody well keep his hairy paws to himself!"

She burst out giggling and my laughter joined hers. "Caden Carlisle! How am I supposed to answer this call with you doing this silly shit?"

"He can sod off!" I laughed, so happy to be here with her, she was still squealing with laughter. "You've already got a bloody man, haven't you?" I tickled her ribs.