Idolized (Hollywood Stardust Book 3) (5 page)

ROXY

Do you think so, really?

She presses her palm to WILLIAM’S cheek.

WILLIAM

I do.

(Takes her chin in his hand and sings.)

Since the day we met I knew it would be us two. The love we have together is experience by so few.

(He kisses her.)

MAN (O.S.)

Will, now!

WILLIAM

I have to go.

WILLIAM runs onto the stage.

ROXY looks from the sidelines, plasters a tight smile on her face, and watches him perform.

Chapter Two

THE WAY THE ELEVATOR DOORS parted was not unlike a velvet curtain opening to a grand movie premiere. By the time he stepped into the hallway on the twenty-fifth floor at the prestigious Sierra Towers in Los Angeles, Ryder had his plan in place. The question wasn’t if he and Cora were going to have sex, the only variable was how well he was going to perform, and that really wasn’t a variable.

Though the famous building that housed Cora’s condo was known for being as discreet as it was opulent, rather than ravaging her where any A-lister tenant might spot them, he took to ensuring the electricity between them remained charged and full of potential. The simple act of keeping eye contact and rubbing his palm up and down the contour of her waist, stopping short of the swell of her backside or breasts guaranteed she stayed right where he wanted her, hot and ready to go.

Neither of them spoke as they went to her door. The moment she took her keys out of bag, he plucked them away. At last he allowed himself some forward momentum and went up behind her, wrapped his arm around her waist and slid the key into the lock. Instead of a mechanical mechanism, the lock lit up. Without taking her eyes off him, she reached behind her and put her finger on a little pad. Like magic, the door popped open.

He expected nothing less from his little high-tech sex kitten, but he needed to stay on task. Thrusting the door open, he grabbed her arm, and in the ultimate movie move he turned her around, kicked the door closed, and pushed her up against the nearest wall. As an added bonus, he managed to sneak his hand behind her head, providing a little cushion.

“Finally.” He breathed the word, leaned down and kissed her like he owned her, because soon he would.

At the premiere party, he went easy on her. Everyone was watching, and it was their first kiss. However, he had her on her own turf, a place where he could let loose and only hope she did the same, so he used his free arm to pull her in tight as he crushed his lips to hers.

Her breath caught, but rather than freeze, she instantly opened her mouth.

Their kiss for cameras back at the hotel netted him a welcome, yet uncomfortable, erection. Wanting relief and wanting her, he followed her as she made her way out and let himself right into her limo. Though she resisted at first, he took the role of strong leading man and doing away with unnecessary conversation, kissed her again.

The kissing continued, only taking a break for the whole business of getting out of the car and up to her place, and here they were, in the midst of heating up each other up and getting ready to join in the most primal way. This woman was instrumental in having the studio back the
Hollywood Stardust
franchise, and in only a few orgasms, he would hopefully have some support for his own move from the lady who could definitely afford it.

However, even with his goals set firmly in his sights, he took a moment to relish in the way she kissed him back, wasn’t shy in tangling her tongue in his, and how she ping-ponged between allowing him to lead, and then taking over.

Yes, she was full of surprises. Pleasant, pleasant surprises.

Before he realized it, she reached for his tie. When it came to disrobing, he was accustomed to making the first move. Luck on his side, he ended up with a little vixen. While he let her unknot his tie and work the buttons on his shirt, he peeled off his tuxedo jacket, and then kissed her.

Since she made it a point to switch things up on him, he did the same and broke their kiss, moved his lips to her ear then her neck, while his hands admired her ample breasts—much more than a handful—with already hard peaks grazing his fingertips, and purely
au naturel
, he had no choice to put to indulge.

As she pulled his shirt open, he reached behind her and inched her zipper down. Much to his delight, she took it upon herself to shimmy her designer dress to the floor. Even better, he discovered she didn’t stuff herself into a contouring garment.

“The second I saw you at the premiere I wanted you.” Perhaps a little dialogue was in order. He took her hand and guided it to his belt buckle.

Rather than answer, her fingers worked the belt, then went further and unbuttoned his pants.

He skimmed his lips down to her chest and unclasped her strapless bra. The garment dropped, revealing a gorgeous set of breasts ripe for the tasting. In an effort to savor her, he first skimmed his fingertips over her. When he couldn’t take it anymore, he dipped his head down, guiding her delectable, hard nipple between his lips and alternating sides to make sure he kept everything even.

A low purr escaped her throat, and she raked her fingers through his hair.

“Did you ever think we would end up here?” He did them both the favor of removing her panties and buried his face between her mounds. After all, he was always used to being surrounded by greatness.

“None of my calculations would have predicted this.” In a welcome invitation, she moved her legs apart.

One to always take direction perfectly, he snuck his hand exactly where she wanted. At finding the evidence of her need, he glanced up at her. “By my calculations, I think you know you want to be with me. I’m everyone’s fantasy personified, and I’m all yours.”

Before he had the chance to delve into her depths, she tightened her hold on his hair. “Listen gorgeous, don’t think too much of yourself. I can buy and sell guys like you every day from the interest I make in just one of my savings accounts in one month, and still have change left over to buy a private jet.”

“Fuck, that turns me on.” Wanting her to feel what he did, he used his fingertips to tempt her a little more.

Her knees slightly buckled, then she grabbed his arm and pulled him up until they were nose to nose. “I thought it might.”

Oh, she was a little firecracker. “I can hardly wait to know what a billion-dollar pussy feels like.” With his focus solely on her, he retrieved his wallet out of his pocket and then kicked his pants aside along with his shoes, allowing his more than ready erection to make its appearance. The woman seemed to match him in every way, and he had to find out if that held true in the most important way.

She reached between them and stroked his hard-on. “As much as I anticipate what a superstar cock can do.”

The woman, the words, her touch all served to excite him further, and in a move fit for any leading man, he picked her up. “Then let’s go see if we live up to the hype.” With her in his arms, he made his way through her apartment, taking only a quick look around at her top-notch furnishing and accessories, which included a bizarre collection of movie musical memorabilia scattered throughout. Instead, he went in search of the bed. His arousal grew the moment he located what he was after.

Ever the gentleman, he made sure to move her undoubtedly expensive comforter and decorator pillows aside as he set her down. Before joining her, he ripped the condom open. Just to let her know what she was in for, he stood at the side of the bed and stared down at her as he sheathed himself.

“You do like to put on a show, don’t you?” She slid to the center of the mattress and lifted one knee.

“You’re the one watching.” Protection fully in place, he got on the bed, took her into his arms and kissed her as he positioned himself between her legs.

Instead of simply thrusting into her, he rubbed his erection over her, a little taunt, a little tease, a lot of build-up.

“Have we had enough of the trailers?” She curled her legs around his waist, giving him full access.

“Finally ready for the feature?” His own need off the charts, he entered her at last.

He earned the tight, hot welcome he received, but for the first time since he could remember, he was also faced with the fact it would be way too easy to lose control. No matter the circumstances, he had to remain in control.

Not wanting to give the impression he was off his game in any way, he began with slow strokes while he used a breathing technique to regain his balance.

“Oh.” The tense, harsh woman beneath him let go, wrapped her arms around him, and kissed his neck.

“Yeah, baby.” His voice came out unnaturally low, and he closed his eyes, trying not to focus on how she sucked on his skin using just the right amount of pressure, but visualizing her orgasm, and how he would make it incredible for her.

However, once more she proved to be a formidable match, and rather than simply play the role of receiver, she met him move for move, squirming under him, kissing him, and bucking her hips as the sensations intensified.

Every time their bodies met his desire grew, pushing him closer and closer to his end, but damn, he didn’t want to finish. In an effort to prolong the experience and give her more of a show, he pushed himself up on his knees and spread her legs further apart.

From her vantage point, she should get an excellent view of a movie star drilling into her. The only issue was it also gave him the most amazing scene of a gorgeous woman with her copious amount of hair sprawled out around her who writhed with his every stroke.

“Oh god, don’t stop.” She gave him a show of her own when she squeezed her breasts together.

Her breathy plea and sexy action was nearly his undoing, and his balls tightened as his impending climax began to materialize. He had to get her to come immediately and he slipped his hand between them, finding the one magic spot certain to give her a grand finale. “I want to watch you come.”

“Ah.” She ground up to the source of the pleasure.

“That’s right.” The moment she succumbed, he would have no choice but to join her. Even now he fought the urge to simply plunge into her and find release. “Scream my name.”

As if she were staving off the inevitable, she bit her lip and shook her head. At last she gasped. “Ryder!” With her outburst came the pulses around him that indicated his success.

Unable to hold back as her body drew him further into hers, his muscles tensed, and he let loose. “Yes!” He slammed into her as his orgasm hit, actually bowled him over. At the first surge of ecstasy, he couldn’t move, at the second, his arms gave out, and he collapsed against her, but by the third, he was left a quivering mass of pleasure that could only pant and hold her. What had he become?

With him still inside her, she rubbed his back and let out a low chuckle. “I take it you enjoyed?”

Somewhere, he found the strength to roll off her. “With the way you screamed my name, I know you did.” On weak legs he got up, and stumbled through her bedroom to the bathroom and dealt with the condom. He glanced at his reflection, nodded and splashed some water on his face before rejoining her in the bedroom to find her twisted up among her blankets looking as sultry as ever.