The Briget Jones Diary 2 Premiere

****Note, when I saw the pictures of Robbie Williams at the Premiere the sight of him in his long grey jacket just did things to me that clothes shouldn't do. So I wrote this fic.******

DISCLAIMER - I Do not own nor have no affilliation with anyone Famous mentioned in this fic!!

I waited for him to come back, back from the premiere, he had wanted me to come but I couldn't stand all those people looking at me, calling my name taking my picture. I had lain on the bed, pretending to read my book, some trashy romance novel, while he got ready. Slipping on his worn jeans, designer of course. The black shirt topped by the grey knee length jacket. he'd looked so put together, so stylish, so incredibly hot. I wondered if I could talk him into staying and letting me take off the tie and rip open his shirt and kiss his chest, he probably would have, any excuse to avoid going. But I held my tongue knowing I would pounce on him later. One more quick run of his fingers through his hair and he came to the bed to kiss me good bye.

"I'll see you later."

"Have fun." I responded.

Several hours later I heard the key in the door, I was sitting on a chair in his bedroom, romance novel tossed on a nearby table and forgotten, candles ablaze around the room. I'm wearing a new nightie, one he has never seen. It's black trimed in light pink and manages to look drop dead sexy and totally innocent at the same time. The nightie is totally see through and when he walks into the room, one hand reaching for the buttons of the coat his hand stills, his eyes widen at my near naked form and I smile.

"Don't you dare take that off yet." I tell him, uncrossing my legs, sure that he got a good view of my lack of panties.

"Why not?"

"I want to undress you, I've been thinking of it all night." I stood up and walked towards him. "How was your evening?"

Fine, I am thinking it's about to get better though." He said and reached out, toying with the thin pink strap on my shoulder.

"Were you warm enough in this jacket? It's getting cooler this time of year."

"Yes."

"Good, how was the movie?" I finally began to undo the buttons. There were only two and they were soon undone.

"Brilliant." He responded, trailing his fingers along my collar bone. I nodded and helped him out of the jacket, laying it carefully across the chair I had just vacated. I undid the tie, sliding it down around his neck and shoulder, tossing that on the floor, next my nimble fingers were at the buttons of the silky black shirt. I stared at each inch, each milimetre of skin as it was revealed to me, recalling just how that hair on his chest felt under my lips. And then it was gaping open, the whole of his chest almost exposed to me. I slid the shirt down over his shoulders and he shrugged out of it easilly. He kicked off his shoes and stood there only in the jeans, socks and his calvins, which I could see peeking out from his jeans. I traced the elastic of the briefs, his stomach twitching when I touched ticklish spots. Then I put my hands on his belt and began to undo it, leaving it in his jeans and going for the button and the zipper. The weight of the belt helped the pants to fall right to the floor. I smiled and took his hand and led him to the bed, pushing his to sit down on the edge. I knelt down between his legs and picked up one foot, removing his sock and then repeated the action with the other one. Then I pushed him backwards, moving him up further onto the bed so he could lay back comfortably. Then I yanked his underwear off and had him stark naked, his rock hard cock laying against his belly, eyes glazed over with desire. I stood and looked at him, drinking in the site of his total beauty and I smiled. He was mine and I wasn't sharing him. I crawled onto the bed beside him and laid down.

"Well good night then...." My joke was cut off by his body crushing mine and his tongue in my mouth, his hand diving between my legs, sliding over my soaking wet pussy.

"Skip the foreplay and fuck me. I have been sitting here all night thinking of you in that fucking jacket, I don't need any other help." I whispered breathlessly. He wasted no time pulling me onto him and driving himself deep inside of me. I rode him, moaning loudly until my legs felt like they were going to give out and then he flipped me onto my stomach and took me from behind, biting my neck and whispering how much he liked to fuck me in my ear. I came a moment before him, crying out, he growled my name into my ear and laid still, the sweat from our bodies mingling. I was in Heaven and totally contented........

"He's almost here!" My friend grabbed my arm and gave me a shake. I was interrupted from my fantasy by her. Rob was still there signing autographs, slowly making his way toward us. My heart fluttered and I stared at the buttons on his jacket, wishing I were waiting in his bedroom for him. When he got to us he took my Greatest Hits Cd and began to sign it, as he handed it back he caught my eye and looked at me for a moment, a hint of recognition?


The End