Idolize (Dark Storm Book 1) (5 page)

When Sasha was gone, she sat down with Tommy and ate. The food Sasha made was incredible and her friend’s talent was wasted at the village. She could easily have been a chef. Neither of them ended up where they expected. The truth was, L.A. was as good as anywhere. No wonder Cassi found herself attracted by the light relief of a TV star wanting to have fun with her. It beat working on her assignment any day.

With Tommy in bed asleep, and her eyes going cross-eyed from study, she decided to call it a night. Lying in bed, she glanced across at her cell phone on her bedside table. It was so tempting to send Declan a text. She’d only known him a few days and yet she was looking forward to hearing his voice again. This was silly. It was only one day and she needed to be sensible. She should go to sleep and tomorrow she could put it into some perspective.

****

The next night, Sasha was out again and the following twenty-four hours had made no difference. She still wanted to talk to Declan again. Cassi kept imagining him lying on the bed naked in the cabin. What the hell, she was going to do it. She picked up her cell and sent him a text. Her heart pounded at what his reply might be. It was like being young again.

Would you like to chat?

She considered that was fairly non-committal. It didn’t mean she wanted to have phone sex with him again. Two hours went by as she read a book. She rubbed her eyes and yawned. Cassi grabbed her phone and pressed the button, and it said it was now twelve. She went back to reading. Her eyes drooped, and the words on the page flowed together. She was a fool to think he would be sitting there waiting for her call. He had probably moved on to some TV groupie by now.

Cassi checked on Tommy, who was fast asleep. As she walked into her room her cell phone lit up and went
ping
with a message. Her heart beat fast as she peered at the screen. It was from Sasha. She sighed in disappointment.

Had too much to drink so will stay at Jeff’s place. See you at work. Can you bring my uniform? Meet you in the parking lot at eight.

Cassi replied.
No problem. See you there.

Cassi tried to remember if Jeff was the drummer or one of the other guys Sasha knew. Her best friend never had a shortage of men wanting to go out with her, and she never brought any of them back here because of Tommy. Cassi appreciated that. She yawned and set her alarm to go to sleep as no one else was calling now.

Chapter Four

Declan prayed Cassi would still be awake and not tell him to get lost. He sent a text and crossed his fingers. He wanted to think she lay there waiting for a message to come through from him. The truth was, she would probably be getting on with her life and he had been a little bit of fun. He hoped she wanted more like he did. He glanced at the time and noted it was one. His message had been simple. He knew he was pushing his luck but had to take a chance.

Is it too late to chat?

She might be getting up early for work, but he didn’t want her to say yes. He stared at the phone waiting for her to punch in her reply.

No, it’s fine.

“Yes,” he yelled as he thumped his fist in the air. He wasn’t going to waste any time in case she changed her mind. He dialed her number and waited for her to answer. It didn’t take long, but felt like forever.

“Thanks for answering. I’m so sorry it’s late. I was stuck on set again. I only just saw the message.”

“That’s okay. I was reading and just drifted off to sleep a short while ago.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you. What are you reading?” He wanted to know more about her and hoped she wouldn’t mind.

Cassi might want to keep this detached and not pretend they really knew each other. He wanted more than just talking dirty to her, not that the dirty talk wasn’t great.

“Agatha Christie. I’ve read them all more than once. I’m addicted to murder mysteries. Those and everything Jane Austen wrote, and I love
Lord of the Rings
.”

“I love them, too, but can’t say I’ve read much Austen. I rarely get a chance to read anything except the next script these days. I did a small part in a Christie movie once, when I was in the UK though.”

He wanted to kick himself for the simple statement. It would remind her how different they were. She read books and he performed in movies of them. She had gone quiet and he didn’t want her to feel uncomfortable.

“How was your work today?” she asked.

“It was good, and my ankle feels much better now the swelling is starting to go down. We did a few retakes which was why we finished late. How was your day?”

“Fine, but I don’t think it’s a good idea if you learn more about my life.”

“That’s okay. We can talk about me. I come from South Australia and my dad owns a vineyard, called Reed’s Vineyard. Mum left Dad once us kids grew up. He wasn’t exactly a one-woman man, so I don’t blame her. I think Dad always thought we would go into the family business, but it’s only my sister who stayed. She loves it. Is this shit boring you?” He was prattling on like a kid.

“No. Tell me more about Australia.”

He talked on about his home and the business and then heard her yawn.

He looked at the clock. It was two and she would need to get some sleep, but he didn’t want the call to end.

“I’m sorry. I’m keeping you up blabbing on like this.”

“I’m really enjoying it, but I have to get up early.”

“Then I guess more phone sex is out of the question.” He laughed.

“Not tonight.”

“I’ll take that as a yes for another night then.”

“Maybe.”.

“That’s good enough for me. Good night, Cassi, and I hope you have hot dirty dreams of me.”

“I just might. Good night Declan,” Cassi replied and hung up.

If he could have talked to her all night long, it would not have been enough. She would be falling asleep now, but his dick was rock hard. He needed to do something or he would never get to sleep. He walked out to the pool and went for a dip. By the time he had done ten laps of the pool, he was a little more in control. He peered out over the city and for a moment wished he was just another guy and not on TV.

Back in the shower inside, he couldn’t keep Cassi off his mind. He was hard again and he knew there was only one way he would be getting any sleep. The water pelted him as he gripped his cock tight and imagined he was inside Cassi. Declan closed his eyes and imagined he had Cassi in front of him, up against the wall of the shower. He was buried deep inside her as she placed one leg around his hip. He thrust into her as hard as he could, and she screamed she wanted more.

Declan ran his hand up and down his cock and jerked with release. It would help for now, but one thing he knew for sure. He had to convince Cassi that he could see her again.

Chapter Five

It was Friday night and she wouldn’t need to work tomorrow. The weekend always brought a smile to her face. Sasha was cooking something up in the kitchen which smelled incredible, and Tommy was playing with his huge pile of Legos. Cassi opened a bottle of red wine they would share and her whole body relaxed as she took a sip. She never drank much with Tommy around, but it was nice to share a bottle on a weekend.

She bit her bottom lip as she contemplated telling Sasha about Declan. A few times over this past week, she had been so close to opening up, but then thought it was better the less people knew. Plus, it was probably going to go nowhere.

“I can’t believe it’s Friday night and you’re staying home,” Cassi said, as she sipped her wine.

“I have fun plans for tomorrow night and I need to pace myself. Come and taste this sauce. I’m doing it for the village on Monday night. The boss has asked me to do the shifts again next week. Not sure if Cook is ever coming back. He’s also agreed to pay me extra,” Sasha said, as she handed over a spoon.

“I’m pleased he’s paying you more, but the truth is your cooking is wasted there.” Cassi tasted the sauce.

She didn’t know how her friend did it, but somehow Sasha created wonderful flavors. It would be great to have some talent, or any talent, instead of just being good with numbers, though she was apparently good at phone sex, too. She smiled to herself at the thought. Numbers were logical and yet she had done so many things in her life that were completely illogical. Declan Reed was continuing that theme.

“Well, if you come into a shitload of money, you can buy me a restaurant. Deal?”

“Deal.”

“Shit,” Tommy said, from the other side of the couch. Cassi shook her head and wagged her finger at Sasha.

“Sorry, Tommy. I said a bad word. Don’t say it again or you’ll make Mommy sad.”

The sauce tasted wonderful and Sasha went on to cook some salmon. Even the salad dressing made Cassi’s mouth water. The dessert was just as good with a chocolate mousse. Tommy loved it. They spent the evening watching a movie with Tommy. When he went to bed, Cassi put on a romantic comedy. She hadn’t realized when she chose it that Declan played a small part in it. Her pulse raced as she watched him on the screen. He was younger, but still hot. Seeing him on the screen was so surreal. The fact she knew him, and had been intimate with him as well, just added to the craziness of the situation.

When she went to bed, she checked her phone again, but there was nothing. Typical. Tonight she would have agreed to phone sex and yet her elusive star was nowhere to be found. She would text him and hoped she didn’t sound too desperate. What the hell, she was desperate. Apart from him, she hadn’t enjoyed sex in years. And he was a hunk.

Free for a night time chat, or maybe more?

As soon as she sent it, she regretted it. Looking at the message, it appeared so tacky. What the heck was she doing?

Ten minutes later a text came through. She hesitated before looking at it. What if he said he wasn’t interested? For all she knew, he could have laughed about her with his friends after the first time. Taking a deep breath, she viewed the screen.

Stuck at event. Would rather be stuck with you.

Of course he was stuck at an event. If she went online, she could probably find out where and with whom. She was at home with her little boy in the other room. Declan was out rubbing shoulders with the rich and famous people, because he was one. Yet again, she considered what the fuck she was doing, apart from deluding herself.

An hour later, she’d read the same page of her book three times. She turned off the light and lay there. Another hour of tossing and turning went by before sleep came.

She woke up and couldn’t believe it had been a dream. It had felt so real. Declan had been on top of her, slowly pushing in and out and grinding against her. His lips came down on hers as his hand reached down and touched her. She’d been about to come when she woke up. Her whole body ached with need, especially between her legs. The dream must have been the result of seeing him in the movie. She peeked across at her phone. Still no messages. What the hell did she expect?

A thought entered her head and would not go away. She didn’t play with herself often, but maybe it would relax her so she could sleep. After all, he was busy with the rich and famous, not the horny and lonely. She reached down and pulled off her panties and touched herself, replaying the last moments from the dream. She was already wet. This might have eased the need, but there was an aching between her legs that she knew would not go away unless she eventually had sex with him again. Her legs were twitching as she touched her clit and moved her fingers in and out, imagining it was him.

The phone went off and she grabbed it. She hoped it hadn’t disturbed Tommy.

“Cassi. I’m sorry, I couldn’t get away. Tell me to piss off if you want. I know it’s late, but I wanted to talk to you. Well, I want more if it’s still an offer.”

There was no way, mentally or physically, at this time she would say no. The need for him was building each time she heard his voice.

“It’s not too late, but only just.” Dear God, she could hear the sex in her voice. She sounded breathy and not like her at all. There was silence and she wasn’t sure if she was overstepping the mark. Then again, they were making this up as they went along.

“You sound so fucking sexy. You started without me, didn’t you? I can’t blame you. You amaze me every time we talk. To think I spent an evening with people who drive me crazy when I could have been listening to you coming.”

His voice was sending her over the edge. This was not going to be long and slow. They could chat afterward.

“I had a dream.”

“You had a fucking hot dream about me. Don’t wait. I’m with you. My zips undone and I’m imagining you’re beneath me, waiting for me to push into your wet pussy.”

She could picture him there, looking down at her pussy as he pushed into her opening and then slowly moved back again. She loved the way he talked dirty to her.

“I’m already touching my clit and my fingers are stretching me like you would. Moving slowly and then faster until all of you is in me. I’m not far away, Dec.”

“I’m with you. My hand is tight around my cock as if it was in your pussy. You make me so fucking hard.”

“Move faster, Dec. I’m close.” She could feel the throbbing increasing and didn’t think she could hold out much longer now she could hear his voice. He was panting and she could picture exactly what he was doing and it was turning her on like hell.

“I’m with you, Cassi. Come for me. I want to hear the sound you make that makes me want to fuck you so hard. Just think of me lying on top of you thrusting and pumping into you until you scream.”

That was it. Her body trembled as wave after wave of tremors stretched out through her body. Cassi bit her bottom lip so she didn’t make too much noise. The same could not be said for the sounds coming from her phone. He was coming with her and the sound made her smile as his groans went on and on. She lay there listening to him breathing heavily with her body pulsing around her fingers. She accepted at that moment it would never be enough. She hoped she wouldn’t regret what she was about to say next.

“I want to see you. I don’t know when. I don’t know where, and I sure as hell don’t know how, but it has to happen.”

His reply was one word. She reckoned it was all he could manage. It was enough.

“Ditto.”

“This is not going to be easy. It has to be my way.”

He was quiet.

“Whatever you want. You have me in the palm of your hand, figuratively speaking. By the way I love it when you call me Dec when you’re coming. No one ever calls me that.”

“It just seemed right.”

They talked for another hour and Cassi knew she was falling for him. This was not a good idea, but she didn’t want to give it up. Not yet. She would meet him and get him out of her system with great sex. Then she could move on, or rather back to what her life was like before.

****

The morning didn’t bring clarity, and she still wanted to see him again. It was a good thing she was busy. Cassi would put her energy into other people, otherwise she would phone him now. She also considered she was crazy, getting up early on a day off to come and visit Audrey at work. Especially when she was tired from spending most of the night talking to a very sexy man.

Tommy was having a ball. There was paper and paint, and Audrey showed him how to mix colors. His current page was a rainbow. Audrey came over and sat next to her as Tommy continued to create a great masterpiece.

“Thank you so much. I haven’t painted in years. I’ve some of my earlier work away in storage, but I never felt there was any point after my husband died. It did sell quite well when I was younger. After I married and we had lots of money, there didn’t seem to be much need. If you don’t mind, I really would appreciate it if he could come again.”

“I think he’d like that a lot. You know, if you want to go somewhere for a trip to paint something else, we could. My car’s old, but reliable.”

Audrey couldn’t keep the smile off her face. “That’s very sweet of you. I used to go on some of the outings with the others from here, but I never fit in. It’s as if they’re still single and looking for new partners. I’d rather be on my own than with one of them. I wouldn’t want one of those grumpy old men telling me what to do anyway.”

She was right. A lot of the older guys were always whining about something, and some of the ladies were still getting their Botox. Who was she to judge? She might be the same when she was older. She certainly intended to keep dyeing her hair brown when it went gray.

“I even hired a Cadillac once to take me places, but it’s not so much fun on your own.” Audrey sighed as she glanced back across at Tommy who had paint on his face and looked like a warrior.

“We’re going to the zoo in a couple of weeks to celebrate Tommy’s fourth birthday. Would you like to come? If you need extra bribing, Sasha is making a picnic for us and you know it will be good.”

Cassi could see Audrey look across at Tommy and then back. There were tears in her eyes. It was a simple thing to offer and yet she could tell it meant so much.

“I’d love to, but you must let me buy him something little.”

“You don’t need to, but if you insist, he loves turtles.”

They cleaned up and waved goodbye to Audrey. That night, Cassi received a phone call at ten. She was having fun planning how she and Declan would meet. They could wear wigs. She always wanted to be a redhead and now would get her chance. It was crazy, but they were actually going to see each other again.

Cassi couldn’t keep the excitement out of her voice as she suggested everything. There was silence and all the uncertainty of what she was doing came back. He must have changed his mind.

“Look, I’m sorry, Cassi, but I won’t be able to. We’re filming interstate for two weeks. I hate this job when I can’t just do what I want. Sometimes I just want to be normal like everyone else so much.”

“It’s okay. You’ve a great life and it’s given you lots. So many people would give anything to have what you have, and I assume they pay you well for the inconvenience. Maybe this is the universe telling us to cool down a bit. I wasn’t really sure it was a good idea we meet again. I think it was our hormones talking the other night. I’m busy at work with lots of stuff. If you still want to meet when you get back, text me.”

“You mean you don’t want me to contact you for the two weeks I’m away?”

“I think it would be for the best. This was already starting to get a bit out of hand. We were just two people who randomly met and had some fun. Maybe we should keep it at that.”

“Damn, I’ve another call coming through. It’s probably the producer with details. I can call back afterward.”

“No, don’t. I’ve an early start tomorrow. Let’s give it a miss. Best of luck with filming.” She ended the call as her eyes watered, but she wasn’t going to cry. She was disappointed, but also knew it was for the best. If they met, this addiction for him would grow even stronger. If it finished now, she was still in control. Five minutes later, her cell phone went with a message.

I will call when I get back. Get that red wig ready.

It was a nice idea. He said he would call, but she wasn’t going to bank on it. He would be busy and working around beautiful actresses with petite little figures and perfect smiles. Not plain brunettes with big boobs. The memory of her would dim. When it came down to it, his working in another state was right for them. It wasn’t as if they were lovers with an emotional connection. They were just delaying the physical hit they would get from each other, if he called. Damn it, but she wanted that physical hit. She wanted to see him and touch him and rip his clothes off.

She considered watching
Dark Storm
, but reckoned it would make it worse if he didn’t phone. Plus the thought of hearing him again with an American accent would be really strange.

She could spend the next few weeks concentrating on Tommy and Audrey. Her little boy was finally getting the nanny figure he should have. Only this one wouldn’t tell him he was the spawn of the devil born outside of wedlock.