Beyond Famous (Famous #3) (37 page)

"There are a few photographers, but the bodyguards are waiting, sir," he answered.  "I'll come ‘round and open the door."

I took Brook's hand and kissed the top of her knuckles.  "Are you mad at me or mad
for
me?"

She touched my face.  "You know I'm going to have to get you back," she said with a sultry smile.  I could see the desire in her face, her cheeks were flushed and I was mesmerized by the knowledge of what I could bring her to.  It was intoxicating and my heart thumped in my chest, pushing blood around my body and infusing the obvious parts of my body.  Her little hand closed around me, pulling and squeezing relentlessly.   Her eyes were wide and I gasped in response.

"Mmmm... that's
mine
," she said softly, as Peter opened the door and I startled.  I was thankful that my shirt was long enough to cover the results of her sweet torture. “Don’t
you
forget it.”

"Tonight is going to be fun in so many ways."  I smirked and motioned for her to precede me out of the limo.  The cameras were already flashing so we exited quickly, walking quickly past the paps and into the building.

I threw my hoodie up out of habit and hunched down on the way in.  It was hard to keep an eye on Brook with my eyes downcast, so I watched her feet move a few feet in front of me, followed by the two bodyguards that had been newly assigned for this film.

Once inside, it was easier.   The entire cast was already in the balcony off to the right of the stage and it was roped off so no one else could enter.  Jeanne had done an amazing job, getting us located where we would have our own private bathrooms and there were three attendants on duty to get us drinks or food if we wanted.  I settled in to Brook's left in the front row of the mezzanine.   I drew in a deep breath.  It had been so long since I was able to go to an event like this and just be normal.  The band was already playing and the entire arena was filled with the unique melodies and full percussion.  Brook knew I'd seen them in concert before and that they were one of the only contemporary American rock bands that I really enjoyed.

"I'm not sure they wanted us to sit together, babe," she said under her breath, leaning in slightly.

"I don't bloody care.  You did this for me, so there is no way I'm not sitting with you.  We agreed we'd be a little more open, didn't we?  The others are here, so relax love."

She glanced at me and my face was turned toward her.  I didn't care who saw me gazing at her in adoration.

"I am.  I'm glad we're here."  I wasn't sure if she meant the concert or back together in Vancouver.  For me, the latter sent a sense of relief through me.  I took a deep breath and reached for the beer that had been placed in front of me and I felt her hand scratch along my back.  A rush of pleasure flooded every cell of my body.   Brook’s gentle hand on me, and how she was allowing herself to openly touch me filled me with happiness.  All I wanted in the world was to be with this woman and to be open about it.

I stayed where I was, leaning up in my chair and watching the band to encourage her to continue roaming her hand over the muscles of my back.  I closed my eyes at the pleasure such a simple action gave to me.

Over the course of the night there were more touches and glances.  I found myself smiling so much my face hurt.  The music was excellent, but the best part of the evening was that it felt like a date. Even though we knew each other intimately, this was exciting in new ways.  I reached over and brought her arm underneath mine so I could entwine my fingers with hers.

When she leaned in to whisper in my ear, I relished in her breath rushing over mine.  The others milled around us.  Ethan was sitting behind us and Dawson took the seat on Brook's right, effectively shielding her from Wendy, who was draping all over her new man.  The guys had become good friends and I'd been honest with them about my complete aversion to Wendy and her lying mouth being anywhere near Brook.  Jennifer was dancing in the aisle and the new actors were mixed in around.  We should have probably spent some time getting to know them, but my focus was only on Brook. Leah was there and she tried to get my attention once, but sitting in the seat to my left. I made casual conversation, asking her if she’d been to Vancouver before or if this were her first time seeing this band.

More and more I felt Brook melt into me and I started rubbing the inside of her palm with my index finger. She shifted slightly in her seat but didn't say anything.  Finally, they started
Gold
and the auditorium went wild.  The screaming was deafening.  I dropped my head toward her and leaned in so close I could press my lips to the skin below her ear, I could literally feel her pulse quicken beneath my mouth.  Her breath stopped and her hand tightened on mine.  After our little exchange in the hotel room and then the limousine, I was waiting for this song to put an exclamation point on the evening.

"Cade...” her voice was aching.  "Stop.  You're killing me."

"Then it will be a sweet death, love."  I kissed her again, softly, coaxing.  "Kiss me," I commanded.  "I want to feel your tongue in my mouth, Brook.  I need it."

“But—“

“Shhh. Don’t think.” I didn’t care if the world saw, and I didn’t want Brook to care.

She turned her head toward mine and I fell into her deep blue eyes, made darker by the lack of light. Brook’s hand came up to clamp onto my jaw as my mouth opened over hers.

Uh... that's it
.  The rhythm of the song vibrated all around us, and I kissed her deeply, hard and hungry, the urgency in my body, craving hers.  I knew I couldn't kiss her for long, so I wanted to make it count. 

I pulled away and then kissed the corner of her mouth once more.  Her breath rushed out as she breathed my name.  "Cade... ugh...”

"I know.  I'm so turned on, Brook," the words were low and ripped from my chest.

Her hand left mine to move onto my lap and close around my raging erection. I groaned. At the same time I covered her hand with my own to stifle her movements I placed the rumpled ball of my hoodie in my lap with my other hand.  "Brook... Jesus.   Please let me calm down."

She nodded slightly and reached for her glass with her right hand, glancing at me through half closed lids over the rim of her glass.  I knew that look and it said she was going to be wild when we were finally alone.  I loved that part of her that couldn't help herself.

I resumed my gentle teasing on her palm, rubbing little circles that I knew would remind her of my fingers on other parts of her body.  My mind was racing and my body was pulsing with a life of its own.  I leaned in once more, my voice intent, low and aching.  "I'm going to take you so hard tonight.  I want to feel you come all around me, in my mouth, under my hands.  I'm bloody dying right now.  You're mine.  Forever."

Her mouth dropped open and her eyes widened as I sat back into my seat.  We were both vibrating, on fire... yearning for the end of the bloody concert so we could be alone.

Her fingers tightened around mine.  "Yes.  Anything you want," she said in a low, breathy tone.

"And anything
you
want.  I love you so fucking much; I can't bloody breathe."  She swallowed hard and then turned her face toward me, her breathing increased.  Her eyes were glistening, intent and suddenly I wanted to be the hell out of there.

"I'm right there with you.  It scares the shit out of me how much."  Her need was tangible ache in her voice.

I squeezed her hand.  "I know.  It hurts; it's that incredible.  I want to kiss you."

"Cade... when can we leave?"

I glanced over my shoulder and my eyes collided with those of Leah St. Claire.
Fuck!
I’d forgotten all about her sitting next to me, and my stomach lurched sickeningly. Now, I’d have to worry about her leaking this to the press, and if Denise could contain it. I blinked, deciding not to make a big deal out of it, and resumed my search for the bodyguards until my eyes met those of the one in charge.  He nodded toward the door in question and I nodded my assent.  After he spoke to the other three and opened his phone, they all rose and I pulled Brook to her feet with me.  "Now."

The others looked at us as we passed, some with questions on their faces and others with nods in understanding.  Ethan patted my shoulder as I walked by him and pulled Brook behind me.  Two guards in front of us led the way, and there were two others followed closely behind us.  I let go of her hand and slid my arm around her back and side of her waist to pull her close.  She turned her face into the curve of my shoulder in silent need as we walked quickly through the halls to the exit in the alley where Peter would be waiting. I turned to kiss her forehead before I could stop myself.

On cue, Peter was there with the limousine placed perfectly so that we could quickly get in through the open door of the car as soon as we stepped outside.  I followed Brook in and the door closed behind us.  I was already closing the partition and she was shedding her sweatshirt.   I struggled to pull mine off at the same time that I buzzed Peter.

"Can you just keep driving, please?"

"Of course.  Anywhere special?" he asked in response.

"No.  It doesn't matter."  I pulled my T-Shirt over my head and Brook fell to her knees in front of me, between my knees.  She reached frantically for the button to my jeans and then slid the zipper down.  I pushed her shirt up and she obediently lifted her arms so I could remove it.  Soon she had me free of my boxer briefs and took me in her mouth, her left hand snaking up over my abdominals and reaching further up my chest.  Her mouth was so hot and felt incredible; I just fell back in helpless surrender.  Seeing her so intent on giving me pleasure with her beautiful eyes looking at mine as those sweet lips closed around my dick, it was my undoing.

"Shit, Brook.  Uuhhnnnggg... " Her fingers clutched at the skin of my chest and my hand closed around hers.  I pulled it up and placed my open mouth on her wrist and sucked.    I wanted the taste of her skin.  I wanted to devour her like she was devouring me.  She sucked and licked, her tongue swirling around wildly until I couldn't stand anymore.  My muscles tightened in my stomach and she moaned over me.  "Cade, I can taste you... let it go," she begged but I wasn't ready for this deliciousness to end.  I fisted my hand in her hair and gently raised her head at the same time as I sat up.  I twisted her head to the side so I could take her mouth with mine.  I was starving for her.  I wanted to wrap her around me and never let go.  My other arm snaked around her and I lifted her to lie back on the seat.

My body was so aroused that I thought my dick would explode with the slightest touch.  "Brook, baby...” I moaned as I dragged my mouth from hers and started to undo her jeans.  She lifted her hips, her eyes never leaving mine and I peeled them off after she kicked off her shoes.

Mine were still on, just open, but I couldn't wait to remove them completely.  She spread for me and I found her opening, plunging in hard and fast.  She closed around me hot and tight and I stopped for a moment so I could get control of my body.  I could come so easily.  Her hips rocked into mine in protest.  "Cade... I want you.  Move in me."

"Jesus, Brook.  I don't want to come yet.  You feel so good."  She ignored my plea and clenched around me and surged her hips.

"If you're not going to give me what I want, then I'm going to take it," she said urgently, breathlessly as she continued her movements.  I struggled for control but her movements were driving me crazy and her hands in my hair urged my mouth to hers.

Fuck it.

I let myself go, mirroring her movements, but pushing in hard and then pulling out fast.  I kissed her again and again; trying to concentrate on the kisses instead of the way her body was milking mine.  When she sucked my tongue into her mouth with the same rhythm that her body was sucking on mine, I lost it.

"Uhhhggg... .noooo... ."  I gritted my teeth as pleasure ripped through me, but I needed to see her come with me.  I dropped a hand between us and went to work on her sweet flesh. She was so swollen, so I knew she was close.  I kept thrusting into her until her body trembled around mine and I knew I had her.

"Cade... God, I'm coming...” She breathed out as her body shook and then stiffened against me.

"Yes.  I feel you.  It's so beautiful.  I love you, Brook," I panted into her shoulder.  Her fingers raked down my back so hard I thought she would draw blood, but I didn't care.

Our bodies were still moving, but slowing and my mouth found hers, kissing her softly as I pushed her hair off of her face.  Her legs and arms wrapped around me tight and she kissed my shoulder wetly, biting and nipping in the end.

"I love what you do to me."

"Say that again," I begged.  Even in the aftermath of such passion I wanted her words.  "You're so beautiful, and everything I want in the world. Tell me you love me."

"You already know it," her voice cracked on the words.  "It's so intense I sometimes think it might kill me."

"Like I said, my love, it's the sweetest kind of death.  If we have to die, then let it be like this."