2 weeks later
"How is my beautiful star this morning ? Did you sleep well ?" He said trailing his fingers up her back, following her tattoo, watching her face as she slowly opens her eyes, smiling softly at him.
They had actually spend a lot more time together those last weeks than he had expected and it had been more than amazing. "I am more than amazing, and how couldn't I sleep well after all that energy we spend. And sleaping in your arms doll ?"
"Tired baby ?" He asked with a slight chuckle, his fingers running down over her ass. "But we had such a relaxed night".
"Are you calling having hot sex 3 times in one night relaxed ?" She said, rolling all the way over, pushing him down on his back, laying on top of him.
He grinned up at her, his hands running down over her, grabbing her ass, pressing his growing erection against her, hearing her moan. "Well compared to most nights we spend together I would call it relaxed".
"You sir are a sex God, here to drive me insane with pleasure right ?" She said in a teasing voice, kissing his chest heated, looking up at him through thick lashes.
He flipped her over, landing on top of her, kissing her passionated, shaking his head slightly as he answered. "No you are the goddess here, having me wrapped around your finger, controling my body with a single word".
"I like having you wrapped around me, or on me or in me". She whispered in his ear, nippling on his earlope, and he slid himself slowly into her, making her gasp.

"So you big award show is tonight, are you nervous ?" Tom looked at her over the table, as they were having lunch.
That night was the brit awards and she was both nominated and performing. "Yeah a bit honestly, I really wished you could be there with me".
"Me to darling, me to, but I will just have to watch you on tv". He said, looking at her with that puppy dog look he always got when he was sad, like when they couldn't see each other.
At that moment her puplicist Henley walks through the door, as always without knocking. "Nice to see you again Tom, Soraya are you ready for your date ?"
"Date ? What date ?" Tom said, looking both confused and suspicious, and she could have kicked herself, she had totally forgot to talk to him about it.
Henley lifted an eyebrow and looked first at Tom, then at her. "I thought you said that you would explain this to him, we really don't have time for jealous lovers right now".
"Sorry I totally forgot". She grabbed Tom's hands, he looked hurt an confused. "Listen to me doll, it isn't what it sound like, it is just for show, he has a new record coming out, we work for the same label and well our people thought it would be good for publicity".
"So it isn't a real date ? If i is just a show, why didn't you tell me then ?" He asked, and she sighed, honestly she had been so caught up in him that she had forgot everything about the date.
She got up and flopped down on his lap, running a hand through his hair. "I simply forgot babe, it means nothing to me, so I forgot about it, you have keept me rather busy".
"I don't like this, I understand and I know how this work, but I won't lie and say I like it". He ran his thumb down her cheek and over her lip.
She kissed him softly. She had agreed to it before she even met Tom, and she couldn't back out now, so she was happy he was accepting it. There was nothing to it, just a publicity date. "Thank you babe, I promise you, you have nothing to worry about".
"I better start getting ready, it is okay if you want to leave, but you are also very welcome to stay" She told him softly as She got up. She would really like him to stay, but she wouldn't pressure him.
He took a deep breath and she noticed Henley roll his eyes annoyed when Tom answers. "I am staying, I want to see you all dolled up and beautiful and I want to meet your date".
He was lurking around watching her get ready. He felt kind of pathetic and was sure he looked like a possesive and jealous boyfriend. But he needed to see that there wasn't anything between them, to feel just a bit more secure about it.
When she was done a part of him felt like telling her she couldn't go like that. But of course he doesn't, it isn't for him to decide. He just honestly didn't like other men seeing quite that much of her, she looked absolutely beautiful and very sexy though.
The black lace dress was glued to her body, and was showing of her breasts in the most flattering way. No man would be able to keep his eyes of those, she was wearing sexy high heeled sandals, and very big earring with golden dream catshers.
Her hair was a wavy mess. It was dyed rainbow coloured and it suited her, but he did prefer her with her natural colour. He knew this was her thing though and he accepted that. Her eyes were dark and alluring and her nails as always painted black, she looked like some tempting goddess of the underworld.
"You look absolutely stunning baby". He told her, kissing her softly, pushing away those bad feelings. He needed to be able to deal with this.
Henley showed up, handing her a black lace clutch with a golden dream catcher on it. He sent Tom a glare. He was well aware that the puplicist didn't like him. "Tom please don't ruffle her up or ruin her make up".
"Henley stop being a dick". Soraya glared at her puplicist and it made him feel a little better, to hear her stand up for him at least.
The doorbell rang and Henley went to open, showing up a few minutes later with Soraya's date, and Tom had to bite back a groan. Fucking Ike Shaw is her date, he thought, the kid was like a modern day Elvis, making women scream and faint when he shook his hips.
"Kintana love, you look absolutely sexy, thank you so much for doing this". Ike came over, kissing Soraya on both cheeks European style.
She sent him a friendly smile, then she stepped closer to Tom. "No problem Ike, by the way, this is my boyfriend Tom".
"Oh great to meet you Tom, and thanks for letting me borrow her this evening, I promise to bring her back in perfect condition". Ike said extending his hand to him and he shook it.
This guy is about as far from me as you can get, Tom thought, well except for him having kind of fluffy curls, but he was dark haired with several earrings, blanck nail polish, black eyeliner and his arms were coveret in tattoos. "I hope so and nice to meet you too".
Ike was wearing rather tight leather pants with a silvery tank top under a leather waistcoat and studded leather boots, looking every part a rock star and like someone fitting on Soraya's arm.
"We better get going love, we don't want to keep our fans waiting". He said putting on his hat and offering Soraya his arm.
She came over, giving Tom a quick kiss. "See you tomorrow doll, get home safe and get some sleep okay ? Henley will lock up after you".
"Have a good night my star". He told her. Then without her seeing it, he took a hold of Ike's arm, telling him in a low voice. "And you better remember this isn't a real date".
He just nodded and left, putting an arm around Soraya's waist, walking her to the limo. Tom felt like screaming, as he was standing there watching them get in the car, but he bottled it up.
"Sorry Tom, but you need to realise that this is the kind of man she needs to be seen with, not someone like you". Henley told him as he locked up.
He walked to his own car, he had a feeling it was going to be a very long night. "Oh just shut up Henley, no one asked for your opinion".
"Actually Soraya pays me for my opinion, and my opinion is that you are bad for her image". The puplicist snapped, and Tom just got in the car, slamming the door and driving of.