The Perfect Guy

Thinking of absolutely nothing but his warm strong arms around her, she nuzzled her head into his neck as he carried her into his room.
The embarrassment earlier seemed years ago as he sat her down and pulled her hips into him. Everything around her and all of her thoughts left her, she only knew what was right here and right now. The warmth that had stirred in her belly spread as she met his lust filled gaze. With her arms still around his neck she stood on tip toe and grazed her nose and mouth along his neck while inhaling his passionate scent. She felt his breath quicken against her ear. When he kissed her exposed neck she was powerless to stop the gasp of longing that escaped her throat.
He gently slid his hand up her sides pausing breifly to rub his thumbs over the sides of her breasts. He smirked at her intake of breath before he grasped her face in his hands. The look he saw in the sea of her blue-green eyes made a lump rise in his throat and he softly kissed her in an effort to force it back down. He felt her lips part in passion and he had to quickly remind himself to take it easy. He kept gently and slowly kissing her parted lips and was pleasantly surprised when she playfully ran her tounge over his bottom lip.
Two can play the torcher game she thought as she pressed her body against his. She had to force back a laugh when she felt the product of his desire pressing hard against her middle. The simple thought of his excitement with her made the spreading warmth envelope her
The desire was over taking him as he crushed his mouth down on to hers. He massaged her tounge with his and could almost feel her insides vibrate.
When she raised again on her toes he gently grasped her rear end and lifted her into the air. Her legs reflexively folded around him as they lost themselves in the kiss. He turned with her in his arms and laid her gently on the bed. When he pressed his now throbbing lower body inbetween her legs he almost lost his mind in the moan that escaped her mouth.
She clasped a hand embarrassingly over her mouth. Where the hell did that come from, she thought as she search his smiling eyes for disapproval.
He leaned in and gently whispered in her ear
"You know people have been known to get kicked out of places like this for making too much noise" he finished with a heavy laugh.
The soft breath on her ear liquified her insides. The room melted away again and there was only him and her pressed against each other in the heat of passion. She ran her hands threw his destroyed hair and kissed him wildly. He broke away laughing at her complete loss of control.
"Gently now" he whispered against her neck.
The sound of his accent made her let out a laugh of pure passion that threatened to release his throbbing pleasure.
As he kissed her neck his free hand eased down her shoulder to rub her breast again. Her back arched with desire and he saw her eyes flutter in complete lust.
She gently pulled his tee shirt free of his shorts and began rubbing her hands up his hot and sweaty back. His already throbbing insides flashed with heat at her slighest touch and kiss.
She gathered his shirt and pulled it over his head as he braced himself over her awkwardly with one hand.
Her mind swam as when he raised her shirt and laid a gentle kiss on her belly button. He followed the inching of her shirt up her stomach with soft lingering kisses. When he reached her bra he had to stifle a laugh of pleasure. Her two small breast were clothed in a skimpy black lace bra with a metalic VS clasp in the center. He laughed through the kiss he placed on the clasp.
"I will have to admit, I have always wanted a Victora Secret girl in my bed" he said playfully before he kissed her now exposed collar bone.
She laughed and her eyes seemed to dance in the dim hotel room light.
"You sure know how to sweet talk girl" she said as she eased up and allowed him to remove her teeshirt. He tossed it over his shoulder with out a care. Eager to contine with their progress she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him back to her. He chuckled through the kiss she placed on his mouth.
"You are one crazy girl" he said as he smiled down at her. He reached up a brushed the hair out of her eyes.
She flashed those beautiful deep dimples at him and rubbed his face.
The longing he saw in her eyes threatened his control again. How was she doing this to him? He hadn't let many girls get under his skin like this. He proped his head up on one elbow and shot her a smirk. She lowered her eyes heavily as she trailed a finger down his chest. He leaned in and began to kiss her again. He moved his tongue slowly and delibertly around in her mouth. She moaned into him and squeezed his arm. He reached over and released the clasp of her bra with his free hand. She arched her back when he gently cupped one breast in his hand. She moaned as he brushed her hardeding nipple with his thumb.
Desire clouded her thoughts and crushed her inhibitions completely as she pulled at his shorts frantically. Lost in the same cloud of consuming desire he contiued to kiss her and gently increase the pressure on her breast.
She managed to inch his shorts down enough to wrap her hands around him. He finally broke the kiss and tossed his head back in a groan.
That was it, he could no longer hold back. He reached for her PJ bottoms and rising away from her, he pulled them and her underware away in one motion.
Feeling slightly exposed at her nakedness she reached down for the crumpled covers as he slid out of his shorts and underware.
"Oh no, no, no," he said as he reached down and playfully grabbed her hand. She gasped as he pulled her up out of the bed and turned her to face him.
Her self confidence in her appearence faltered and she hastily used her arms to cover herself.
"Stop that, you are beautiful" he said leaning into her and rubbing her flushed cheeks.
She wrapped her arms around his smooth body and pressed her face to his chest. She steadied her nerves with the rise and fall of his chest as he rubbed her hair and gently kissed the top of her head.
Fearful that they were loosing the thread of their earlier passion she trailed her hand down his back and squeezed his butt. He let out a sharp gasp and squeezed her shoulders.
She turned her face up to his and he pressed a short kisses over it as he leaned her back down on the bed. His hand began exploring her body gently following each touch with a kiss. She squirmed around in mounting desire and when her subtle moans became too much for him to resist he pressed himself between her open legs.
He fought back the notion of pounding himself into her as she ground herself into him completely lost in lust.
He grabbed her hips to steady her and finally pressed his throbbing body into her warm pulsing insides.
The room swam as he lowered himself on to her. The moans that escaped her pushed his lines of control that were already streatched way too thin.
They fell into a rhythm that he could concentrate on while she pressed her face into his chest and sounded on the verge of crying in pleasure.
When he felt her tense with the ebbing tide of pleasure he locked his eyes with her and smiled as she came almost violently.
When her heaving chest subsided he realized he couldn't hold back any longer and he let the wave of passion over take him. She began kissing his neck as he relaxed and he found himself almost crushing her with exhaustion.
He rolled to the side, finally breaking away and she smiled lazily at him. He found himself almost going unconcious with the wave of sleepiness that over came him from the day.
"sorry" he yawned hugely "I am so tired" he said laying his head lightly on her shoulder
"well you have had a busy evening" she giggled as she rubbed his back.
"I am so sorry," he yawned again "I am being rude"
She hushed him and kept rubbing his back.
He sighed in complete comfort as she rubbed his sweaty back
"I am sorry" he said again "I am not usually this bad"
She laughed "well if this is bad then I don't know if I can take the good stuff but....I am willing to give it a go" she finished with a cocked eyebrow.
"Like I said earlier, you are one crazy girl" he said as he raised up on his elbow and kissed her forehead.
"Hey mister, I don't like your use of the word crazy" she said poking him in the chest.
He laughed "ok, so can I change it to adventrous then?" he said poking her back
"thats better" she said snuggling against him and watching his sleep heavy eyes fall again
"You can sleep, its really ok" she said lightly stroking his damp hair
He looked at his watch "Don't really see the point, its almost 3:00 and I have to be at the airport no later than 6:30" He rolled over in a huge streach and pulled her into him "so I guess I will be napping as usual"
"Usual?" she cocked her eyebrow "so this is your routine after every show" she said trailing a finger down his stomach as he hummed contently
"what? this" he made a gesture between them "no, despite all the many rumors about me, I actually rarely do this" he finished closing his eyes
Rarely, she thought well that didn't mean never. She cursed herself. Why the hell had she done this?
"Oh so I am one of the priviledge few" she said raising up "You wanna sign my boobs now?"
He laughed lazily "stop it, you are making me feel bad" he paused and gave her a serious look "whether you believe me or not I didn't set out intending to lay you tonight"
Was that good or bad? she thought quickly, was he trying to imply that she had seduced him or that he was so overcome by his feelings he just couldn't help himself. She could feel her emotional control slipping, she wasn't quite sure what to make of the situation.
He could see the emotion in her eyes and immediately regreted his last statement. Why did he care so much what she thought? When this happened before with other girls he just went to sleep with out a care, what had made this one so different? He knew he should say something but what? He didn't want to risk putting his damn size 11 in his mouth once again.
"listen," he began as he rubbed his hand through her hair "I don't want you to think that this was just another thing for me" he let that hang between them for a moment. When he saw the emotion subside in her eyes he continued "the emotions I have went through tonight with you" he gestured around "with this whole situation are completely new to me" he put his hand back on her hair "it wasn't fair to do this to you, but...." he looked away "I was selfish and couldn't help myself"
She was in utter shock. She felt the lump rise in her throat but fought it back down. I am not going to do this, she told herself, I am not gonna go all girlie on him now. She wanted to say something but couldn't. She didn't know if she could keep the tears back so she layed her head on his chest.
"I definitely know what you mean" she said to his damp skin.
His insides jerked with her simple words. What did this mean, he thought quickly. The tiredness from the day treatened again and his mind clouded. He knew they may never have another chance to explore this but that was life he thought. That was his life, he rephrased angrily and fought the earge to pound on the bed. Well this time it was going to be different he vowed as he rubbed her back. He heard her sighed and thought it was best if they left it there, he didn't want to scare her off, she was married after all. And so was he, the wave of guilt came over him and he knew what she must be feeling right now. When her breathing became rhythmic he figured she had drifted off so he relaxed and let his weariness take over, hoping as he drifted that he remembered his alarm on his phone.
She was glad when he got quiet, she didn't think she could handle any more of his words at the moment. The realization of what they had just done was now beginning to well inside her and she really just wanted to run screaming out of the room. When she felt his body relax completely and his breathing started that deep and steady rise and fall of sleep she eased out from under his arm and slid out of bed.
She looked around for her scattered clothes and put them back on. She walked over to the door and turned back for one last look. There he was sprawled out on his back so content. She walked over and pulled the sheet up over his naked body trying her best to take a mental picture, and she couldn't resist rubbing his face. He smiled beautifully in his sleep and snuggled up with the covers. Damn she wished she had her camera, but how would she explain that shot she thought and had to cover her mouth to stiffle the giggle. The reminder of what she had just done slammed into her again and she had to fight the earge to collaspe. She really needed to get out of here she thought as she looked around desperately. Going back over to the door she looked around again. Annoyance replaced her fear, the room was in complete disaray. According to his reputation he would probally fly out of here tomorrow without anything. She couldn't leave him like this, it was her fault he hadn't gotten any sleep in the first place.
Walking over to the bathroom door she carefully picked up the sweaty pile of clothes that he had worn on stage, she could smell his scent coming off of them. Resisting the urge to take his shirt for herself as a souvineer she stuffed them into an almost bursting laundry bag. She then walked around picking up discarded outfits. She couldn't really tell if he had worn them or not so she decided to fold them neatly and put them in his suitcase. She gathered up all of his personal items and threw them into his duffle and placed his wallet, keys and cell phone beside it on the dresser, she knew his reputation for loosing things and she didn't want him missing another show because of it! Deciding it was as good as it was going to get she went over to the door for the last time and looked back. She knew she was stalling but she couldn't help it, the 15 year old girl inside her wanted to remember this moment for eternity and the adult lurking behind her had already begun the mental punishment. With a deep sigh she finally eased open the door and slid out into the fridged air.
"Oh my god" she shivvered through clenched teeth. Her foot raked over something as she was coming out and she had to uncross her arms to pick it up. The white piece of paper fluttered in the now icey mountian air. When she opened it a white plastic card fell out and she glanced down at the note that was surprisingly neat considering the author.
Hey girl,
This key should get you in.
Sorry I didn't knock but you guys sounded busy.
Call me when you get home to let me know you are safe.
We should be settled in Dallas around 2:00 your time.
It was great meeting you
Bubba
and he left his number. She smiled to herself and gripped the note as she ran through the cold to her downstairs room. The card worked like a charm and she said a small thanks as she rushed in the door and turned on the heat. When her arms and face started to thaw she tossed the key on the table and noticed what had been placed there. A pack of cigerattes and a Dr. Pepper were sitting gift like on top of a note in the same handwritting as the one she still clutched. Smiling she went over to pick it up
Girlie
I thought I would take the liberty of satisfying your "bad habits" since I am not quite sure you got around to it tonight. Take care and you better call me
Bubba
Smiling again she hoped that his appearance of niceness was genuine and not just the act he put on for Jordan's many conquests. There it was again, the realization of what she had done. She collapsed on the bed and stared up at the ceiling, tears began running down her face. Oh my god what had she just done? She really couldn't believe herself. What the fuck was she thinking? She had just left Jordan Knight's bed. The responsible adult part of her was absolutely appalled but the 15 year old self was about to die with excitement.
She brought her hand up to her line of vision and studied her sparkling rings. She had worn them the entire time. What did that say about her? The thought of her husband made her heart almost tear into. How was she going to look at him the same way again? All of her thoughts raced through her mind. The memory still fresh caused wave after wave of guilt to run through her. She tried to catalogue everything he had said to her. Did he mean all that? She didn't know him well enough to be sure and that thought caused fresh tears again. What was she going to do? She didn't know and was certian that she couldn't tell anyone about it. They wouldn't believe her in the first place and how did she know she could trust anyone with this information. She curled up in the middle of the bed with the ratty comforter and rocked her self to sleep through racing thoughts and falling tears.