She woke up in the early hours of the morning, jumping slightly when she opened he eyes and looked directly into Tom's face. To be honest she isn't used to waking up with a man in her bed. She just didn't have time for relationships.
He was laying on his side, his hair a tuzzled mess of curls and he was making little sounds, scrunshing up his nose in the cutest way, clearly dreaming, reminding her of a big puppy.
She was torn. She thought he was an amazing guy, sweet, fun and intelligent, he was also oh so handsome and well he was like a freaking sex God. She knew he was absolutely perfect for most women, but she also felt that he had a lot of insecurity in him and she thought he needed a woman that could really be there, and well honestly that wasn't her.
But it wouldn't be easy letting this one go, not at all. She would actually like to get to know him better, oh what was a woman to do ?
She sighed, She did love getting to play her music, standing on a stage, but sometimes she wished it didn't bring so much trouble, so many demands, so many expectations.
His hand started snaking over the sheets and he made a whimpering sound, until he reached her, pulling her into him, wrapping those long arms and legs around her, sighing contently.
She snuggled into him, enjoying the feeling of being wrapped up by him. Her thoughts had to wait for the morning, right then she wanted to sleep.
Tom woke up alone in a cold bed. He rolled onto his back looking up at the ceiling, breathing out deeply. It had been the most amazing and mind blowing night, at least for him and he would love for it to be so much more, but he wasn't sure she were looking for a relationship.
As he rolled out of bed, he saw his clothes folded on a chair with a note on top, telling him that he could just go take a shower if he wanted to. He went into,the bathroom, the warm water felt good on his sore muscles and well the bathroom brought back memories.
He dried up and pulled on his clothes, before going downstairs to find Soraya, no matter what they probably needed to have a talk.
It felt a little weird walking through her home alone he thought. Then he heard loud music from a room, and he walked over, peaking inside. Soraya was standing in the middle of the room, wearing tranings pants that looks like they had been painted on her and a small bra like top. She had no make up on and her hair was pulled up into a ponytail. She totally toke his breath away.
She must be training for her new tour, he thought. She started moving to the music, he had never seen a woman that could move her body that sexually, but some part of him didn't like her doing it in public knowing a lot of other men would be drooling over her.
Then two male dancers steped up beside her, and he felt that twinge of jealousy again. He didn't like the way they were looking at her, the way they were touching her. But he pushed it down, she most definitely wouldn't respond positive to him acting all posessive.
He slid in the door and she send him a smile, telling him that she knew I was there. He sat down on a chair watching her. A couple of female dancers were sitting on the floor and he noticed that they were watching him, whispering, making him feel a bit shy and awkward.
It is quite something else watching her, he thought. She was so incredibly sexy and he totally got why she was a star, but it also kind of made him feel inadequate, he could easily see that people would think them an odd couple and well he didn't exactly fit her image.
When she was done, she thanked her dancers and they left, seending questioning glances after her, Soraya strode over, stradling his lap, running her hands into his hair. "Morning doll, I hope you sleept well".
And how could he do anything but kiss her ? His hands grabbing her waist, she was a bit sweaty after the training, but it actually only made her more sexy to him.
She loved running her hands into his hair, it was newly washed but not styled, so it was all soft floffy curls, his hands felt hot on her skin.
She knew her dancers were wondering what he was doing there. She knew they were not used to running into men at her house and well, honestly he was very different from the men she were normally seen with.
Actually she had been wondering all morning what to do, She knew what the smart thing would be. She was very busy at that time and less than three weeks later She would leave for a 2 month tour. It just was a very bad time to start a relationship.
But she just couldn't brush it of as a one night stand. She felt she would be totally crazy to just let a man like that go, no matter what others might think.
His mouth was running down her neck, his hands pulling of her top, his hand feverishly running over her skin and I literally feel on fire.
She was sliding her hands up under his shirt, pulling it of, kissing over his strong shoulders and chest. "I would have thought you would be tired after last night".
"How could I be tired after watching you be that sexy ? You are absolutely amazing darling, a true star, my star". He said, his hands sliding down, hooking into her pants, and she lifted herself up to let him pull them off.
He really knew just what to say, her hands ran down to open his jeans. She wanted him so badly rigth then. She had never felt longing like that before.
When she pulled at his jeans, he chuckled lightly and lifted himself up, to let her pull them of him. She ran her nails up his thighs, humming in appreciation.
She positioned herself over him, letting herself slide slowly down over him, hearing him moan deeply. His fingers digging into her hips, his eyes closing, a look of absolute pleasure on his face.
Her mouth ghostsed over his face, leaving kisses on his eyelids, cheeks and lips, he opened his eyes and instead of the desire she expected, what she saw was total adoration, taking her breath away and she had to kiss him softly and longing.
Her moving slowly up and down on him felt so good. He had one hand on her hip, the other moved up to play with her pink nipple, hearing her gasp slightly.
Then he noticed the mirror wall, making him groan, thinking; Oh shit it has to be the hottest thing I ever saw. Her slim body was moving slowly, them joined together, not that he was turned on by watching himself, but he was definately turned on by watching her.
She started moving faster, snapping her hips down on him and he pushed up to meet her, moaning breathlessly. "Oh God baby, that feels so good".
His mouth found her nipple, and she started grinding down on him, rolling her hips. He could feel she was getting close. She grabbed his hair, pulling his face up to kiss him totally unrestrained, biting him on my lip, making him gasp.
And then her head fell back, and he watched her face contort with pleasure, feeling her body cramp hard around him. Her moans pulling him with her, pushing up into her. He is sure she will drive him to insanity in no time.