Chapter 17
Once again they returned to their seats in economy and awaited the aircraft’s landing.
Alex made sure he held her attention completely, only this time he didn’t recite her lullaby.
Instead he told her a few - until now - untold tales of some of the things they had got up to during his time in the band.
He watched her as she laughed out loud, listening to him retell some of Ben’s more explicit shenanigans.
Before she knew it people were slowly filing past them, trying to exit the plane first. The crew had suggested that they remain seated until the cabin was empty.
They would then be escorted off the aircraft, straight onto a waiting buggy that would whiz them through to the VIP section of the airport.
Grace breathed a sigh of relief when they were finally all seated in the huge hire car, provided of course by Uni-Fi’s management company.
They would only have a couple of hours at the house before they would have to head off back out to the promotional gig.
Grace hadn’t admitted it to him but she was secretly excited about watching the band perform.
She would be watching him from the VIP bar area which only served to fuel her delight.
Then there was the after show party to look forward to.
To think how much her life had changed over the last few weeks.
One minute she was happily sitting at home watching them on DVD, the next she was dating the lead singer. Fangirl moment or what?
Stepping out of the car, Alex gripped her hand tightly, pulling her along behind him.
She tried to follow Ann inside as Alex spoke to the driver but he refused to let go of her hand as she tried to pry it free.
Instead he held her firmly in place, gently squeezing her fingers as he finished his conversation.
“Thanks, Alan. See you later.” He stood, pulling her tightly into his side, releasing her hand as he did, only to throw his arm over her shoulders instead.
“Come on, I wanna show you my room. You’ll have to tiptoe though.
My parents are real strict; no girls in the bedrooms. It’s the rules.
No making out either.” Grace shot him a very stunned look as the colour drained from her face.
Flashing his panty dropping smile he chuckled.
“Gotcha! It’s actually my house so I make the rules. C’mon, Gracie.”
Closing his door behind them he watched as she placed her bag on the bed before she headed over to the window.
His bedroom overlooked the land to the rear of the house.
The boundary was blurred out by all the trees that surrounded the grounds but all she could see was greenery; not at all what she had expected when they weren’t that far from London.
Hearing him cross the room she turned to see him throw himself onto the massive bed, resting on his side, propped up on his elbow, supporting his head with his hand.
“You have a great view from up here,” she murmured as her eyes returned to skim across the landscaped area.
“I have a great view from down here too.” He patted the bed beside him. “I think you should come over here now, you’re too far away. The driver will be back in a couple of hours so get over here.”
Grace walked over to sit on the edge of the bed only to be pulled backwards.
Forcing her to lay down he leant over her as he started to bestow soft kisses all over her face.
Adjusting his position on the bed, he grabbed her legs, swinging them around so that she now lay beside him.
He had never before experienced this feeling of needing to spend every minute with one person.
Thinking about the rental running out on the lighthouse just made he feel ill.
There was no way he would be happy living God knows how many miles away from her.
Staring into those green eyes alone made his world change on its axis.
With his face only inches away, Grace placed her hand behind his neck, pulling him down to kiss her.
His hand slid underneath her shirt, allowing his fingertips to caress the bare skin.
Teasing her, he traced his fingers along the waistband of her jeans, running his nose down the length of her neck, sending chills over her skin.
As he nuzzled at the hollow of her neck she moaned, no longer in control of the sounds she was making.
Kneeling beside her now, he removed his faded black T-shirt before helping Grace out of hers.
He needed to feel her skin against his bare chest. Reaching up she undid the buttons that held his jeans in place, sliding her hands underneath the fabric, pushing them down as she did.
Alex stood to remove the rest of his clothing, watching intently as Grace undressed.
Bra abandoned on the floor, she started to push her panties down her hips.
Lifting herself on her heels, she wriggled them down towards her ankles, where Alex grabbed them, pulling them from her legs.
“God you’re beautiful,” he murmured as he crawled back onto the bed, positioning himself between her legs, Grace wrapping her legs around his waist effectively securing him in place.
Resting his forehead on hers he started slowly rocking against her, their bodies finding the perfect connection, mouths locked together.
Feeling her hands trail gentle lines up and down his back forced a groan to escape from his throat.
As his breath became faster so did hers, matching his rhythm, spurring him on.
Lifting her hips, he positioned himself at her core. “Open your eyes, Grace.”
Holding her stare he slid into her in one firm thrust. Lowering his mouth back to hers, he swallowed the sigh that escaped her lips before returning his attention to her neck. The room swam around her as she concentrated on his rhythmic movements, raising her hips to meet him on every push.
As their breathing became more rapid Grace gripped him firmly, pulling him deeper into her with each movement.
Feeling her tremble around him, Alex increased his thrusts infinitesimally pushing her onwards towards her goal.
Digging her heels into the bed and grabbing the sheets in her fists, he watched as the sheen on their bodies glistened beneath him.
“Let go, baby, please,” he gasped as she bucked below him.
The air rushed from her now as her whole body shook. Keeping his rhythm steady Alex helped her ride the earthquake that shuddered through her, finding his release as she fell with him.
As their bodies calmed, Alex kissed her closed eyelids before suckling at her neck as he separated from her to remove the condom. Pulling the covers over them Grace snuggled into his chest, content and spent.
“I hate those fucking things,” he grumbled as the condom dropped to the floor.
Squeezing him tightly Grace chuckled. “I’m on the pill. If you’re clean we don’t have to use them.” Alex’s eyes flew open in shock.
“You’re telling me this now! Babe, I’ve never had sex without one.
Ever. I have only slept with five girls in the last five years.
There hasn’t been anyone else for a while.
If you want me to get tested I will, but I am clean.
I swear.” Somehow she believed him. His eyes searched hers, watching for her reaction.
“Well, I guess we’re good to go then.”
The erection that now nudged at her side made her giggle. “Oh my God, Alex! Really?”
Nodding furiously he lay back, lifting her over his hips, causing her to straddle him.
He paused momentarily to allow her to steady herself before bringing her down swiftly on to him, filling her completely, revelling in the feeling of being bare inside her.
Jeez, this was going to ruin him forever.
Emerging from the shower with a towel wrapped around her she walked into the bedroom.
Alex paced up and down the room, already dressed in his trademark ripped jeans, tight fitting T-shirt and boots.
The calm, serene man that had left the shower less than ten minutes ago now gone; only to be replaced with this pent up, brooding one.
It was reminiscent of the morning she took him to breakfast only worse.
Much worse. The entire colour was now gone from his face.
“Is it hot in here? I feel really hot. You need to get dressed, Grace. We have to go in thirty minutes. Are you hot? Is it just me?”
Making her way across the room to him seemed to take her forever. She was desperate to calm him, make him feel better somehow.
“Hey, what’s happening? Alex, look at me. It’s okay. Everything is going to be fine. I thought it was a short set, nothing major. Sixty minutes. Can you get through an hour?” Anxiety now grew in her as she watched him come apart at the seams.
“I don’t know. There is gonna be less than a thousand so it’s only a small venue.
That means they’ll be nearer to us. There’s only a makeshift stage so we don’t have the security of knowing they can’t get to us.
Anything could happen, you know? They get crazy; it goes fucking mental.
I can see it now; the lights will come up and I’ll start singing, they’ll all surge forward, screaming at me or throwing whatever us.
” Alex continued to pace in front of her running his hand over his face as he spoke.
“I dunno, Grace. I really don’t want to do it.
How many people do you think one of the security guys could hold back?
I need to make sure there are enough of them to cope.
” The sweat beaded on his forehead as his heart crashed in his chest.
“Jeez, Alex, this is madness. Why are you doing it if it makes you feel this bad?” She searched his face, trying to see some shred of the man she was falling in love with.
Seeing him like this broke her heart but she had no idea what to say or do to make it better.
“Why don’t we head to the venue, take a look at the layout and just see what you think?
” Desperation was kicking in now. She knew he had to fulfil this; there wasn’t really an option if he ever wanted to work again.
There would be so many bigwigs attending along with the privileged invited few fan club members and competition winners.
She had to get him there somehow. Pouring them both a shot of whiskey, she downed hers in one gulp, his nerves now rubbing off on her.
Taking her lead Alex downed the shot, sucking in a breath as the amber liquid burned his throat.
“Better?” she asked tentatively.
“Not really but I like your thinking. Get dressed; we have a date with a room layout.” Alex downed another shot as Grace hurriedly threw her clothes on.
Ten minutes later they were in the car, speeding along the motorway towards London.
Gripping her hand tightly he was in danger of rubbing the skin from the palm of her hand.
The small circles he was drawing with his thumb had stopped being sensual a while ago.
They would arrive at their destination in less than forty minutes and she wasn’t even sure he would get out of the car.
Watching him chew his fingers she decided that distraction was her only option.
Unbuckling her seatbelt she scooted across and climbed onto his lap.
Tucking her head in underneath his chin, he wrapped his arms around her, holding her in place.
“You know this isn’t safe. I should make you sit back down and buckle you in. I just don’t think I can let go of you though. Having you with me is like having a piece of heaven.” He ran his fingers through her hair, combing it down her back as she snuggled deeper down.
“When you get on stage tonight just keep thinking that in a few hours we can be back in your bed. Naked, together.” Grinning up at him she saw him relax slightly as he studied her.
“Completely naked and buried deep inside you.” He spoke as he kissed her mouth.
“See, now you have something else to focus on. Just get through it and you can take me home.” She kissed him back, hard, as the car slowed to a stop.
Sliding out of his lap she reached up and pulled his sunglasses down over his eyes, kissing his cheek as she did. “Come on then, let’s go check it out.”
She was right about giving him something else to concentrate on. He had no idea how he was going to get rid of the bulge she had just caused in his pants.