Untouchable

by Sienna Grant

  “I like the way you think, maybe you should be my girlfriend.” He tugged me by the elbow until I straddled his legs and he lay back down.

  Feeling his instant hardness beneath me, I pulled my lip between my teeth and chewed on it. “Maybe I should…”

  “Hmm,” he groaned deeply as I slid along his erection. “Lift.” Doing as he asked; he positions his dick and I pushed down until he filled me again. All talk of Gavin, press conferences and Brantley forgotten, as he took me to another place.

  Chapter Thirty-Three

  It felt so good waking up with her this morning. Waking up together as a couple is so different to waking up together when you’re a dirty little secret. But it was just as good and now there’d be no sneaking around, we could take our time with each other. We showered and grabbed breakfast together before we head back to the hotel. I grabbed her laptop bag as we got out of Paisley’s car in the underground car park, and she grabbed the one that holds the kitchen sink. She pulled it onto to her shoulder as she stepped out of the car and locked it with the fob. I took her hand in mine and wrapped my fingers around it, keeping her close as we jogged over to the lift. We noticed there was still some journalists hanging around the hotel but luckily, they didn’t know Paisley’s car. We managed to get into the lift without being spotted and I pressed the button to take us up to my suite.

  “You okay?”

  Glancing at her as she stood at my side. I knew she was a little nervous, but there’s really no need. She nodded in reply and I threw my arm around her shoulders, pulling her into my side as I kissed the top of her head.

  The lift came to a halt and the doors slid open. I kept her close to me until we reached the door of the suite.

  “Now, this makes me happy.” Rhys smiled as we approached him.

  Watching Paisley closely I smiled, her face lit up when she met Rhys’ eyes. He opened the door for us and I took my arm from around her so I could take her hand and lead her inside.

  “Oh, the wanderer returns.” Nikki spoke up, sarcastically.

  “You could have rung me or messaged me?” Roman answered with a shrug.

  “I didn’t want to disturb you, you know…” she looked away a little sheepish before looking at Paisley.

  “Paisley, you’re still here.”

  Nikki rushed over to Paisley and threw her arms around her neck. “I’m so glad you’re still here.”

  “So am I. You’re not angry that we kept it a secret?” Paisley hugged her until Nikki stepped back from her

  “Nooo, I mean, I can see why you did.”

  Paisley cupped Nikki’s chin in her hand and turned her face to the side. “What the fuck has happened to your face?”

  “Ah, I had a falling out with a certain someone’s hand but it’s fine.” Nikki waved her hand dismissing it.

  “I’ll explain later.” I told her and that satisfied her for now as she turned back to Nikki.

  “Well, we have a plan going forward, if you’d like to hear it?”

  “Tell me more.”

  Leading her over to the couch I sat her at my side, and Paisley launched into official publicist mode. I loved to watch her work. Other than having her beneath me and having the luxury of her being at my side as my girlfriend, this was my second favourite thing. She sat forward then moved onto the edge of the couch and explained everything she told me last night. But in addition to the press conference, she revealed everything is going on social media. Paisley would be taking over my model accounts, so they’d be posted on officially. I’d keep my personal ones. But the hospital would stay exclusive. No-one would know what’s happening until the day, everything stays personal. Then we’d hold a press conference.

  “So, what do you think?” She asked Nikki.

  With a grin, she nodded at us both. “I love it. When are we doing it?”

  “I was supposed to email the director of the hospital last night to tell him a few amendments have been made…”

  “But she was busy?” Roman propped his head over my shoulder and used it as a rest for his chin.

  “I can do it now.” I rolled my eyes at Roman, looking pleased with himself, his smug grin pulling his lips into a wide smile. Rolling my eyes away again, I focused back on Nikki.

  “Guys, can we just get something clear first? I love that you’re together and have sorted your shit out finally, but I don’t need to know when you’ve had sex. This one is getting none, so uh, yeah… keep it to yourself.”

  I threw my hands up in front of me in defence, “Whoa.”

  “Oh, and it’s not aimed at you Pais, although I don’t want to hear about you having sex with my boss, but him,” she pointed at Roman… “I don’t need your sordid sex tales. Comprende?”

  “You love it!” I answered with a smile spread across my face, just because I knew it wound her up. While Nikki gave us the ‘behave yourself around me’ talk, Paisley looked back at her laptop and began typing. I assumed it’s to the hospital and she’s setting a date. My phone sounded with a text from inside my pocket, I plucked it from the tight confines of my jeans and held it up. Seeing Gav’s name on my iPhone and being pissed off about it is something I never thought would happen, but I couldn’t deal with him right now. I flung it onto the cushion beside me and turned back to the TV. I felt Paisley’s eyes on me. A look of concern furrowing at her brow.

  “Everything okay?”

  “I’m good.” Bearing down on my back teeth, I tensed my jaw. I wanted to punch him again. I can’t believe he did what he did or the way he spoke to her. I’m angrier now than I was yesterday because now I know everything. How fucking dare he talk to her like that? The girl I love. Swinging my head to face her I realised I must look like a lunatic. “I’m fine.” She nodded at me and tried to give me one of her smiles, but it didn’t meet her eyes or even tip the corners of her lips. Softening my features, I leant across and placed a soft kiss on her cheek, “Honestly, babe.” She cocked her head to one side; I palmed her cheek, swiping my thumb across her cheekbone before pulling her to me and kissing her lips. “While you’re sorting this shit out, I’m going to get changed and check my emails and shit. Okay?” Nodding, she smiled properly at me this time. I grabbed the offending item from the cushion where I’d thrown it and headed for my room.

  Closing the door behind me, I threw myself on the bed and held up my phone again going to Gav’s message, wondering to myself if it’s worth answering him… then I thought again because the way I felt about him right now, it wouldn’t end well. Right now, all I'm concerned with is my work and with Paisley, and as long as she’s happy, I’m more than happy.

  I let Gav vanish from my mind and scrolled through my emails. I’d been waiting for one from L.A to find out when I needed to go back for another shoot anyway. They did say it would be a couple of days before I knew. And right there, sitting in my inbox, was one from Chris, one of the agents from Hugo Boss, telling me I needed to be there for next Friday. It’s Saturday. Before we left L.A I said not to expect me at short notice seeing as I had an 11-hour flight to get through, so I’m guessing this is about as much notice I’m going to get. I also said, if it helped, I could do the shoots here and get them sent to them, in the States. Although they said okay, I knew there would be times they’d need me there, as he’d pointed out, Britain isn’t as sunny as L.A. No shit, Sherlock.

  Sighing, I dragged myself up from the bed and headed back out to Paisley. “Do you know when his hospital thing is happening?”

  “I’ve not got an email back yet…”

  My mouth twisted up as I sighed through my nose, “Okay, let me know. If you can get it arranged for as soon as possible, that’d be great. I have to go back to LA.”

  “Okay, that’s fine, when do you need to be there for?”

  “Next Friday.”

  Her eyes popped open. “It’s not giving us much time is it?” she twisted her lips to the side as she thought, I smiled watching her. “Leave it with me.” Plucking her phone from her ba
ck pocket she stood up and looked for the number.

  “I can ring him and get a date arranged and, while I’m at it, I can arrange Lesley for your photos and sort the press conference. I was thinking here… ask the management if I can book a conference room. That way we don’t have to travel. How does that sound?”

  Taking slow steps back to her, I stood before her and with my hands on her cheeks, I tipped back her head to kiss her and spoke against the plumpness of her lips... “You’re amazing.”

  “I know.” She smiled knowingly.

  “You two are sickening…”

  Nikki piped up from the other side of the room. I threw my middle finger up over my shoulder. I asked Paisley to keep me informed and headed back to my room while she worked.

  Chapter Thirty-Four

  Things have been going well over the last week, but I’d been waiting for the bubble to burst. The way things had gone recently, I just knew something was going to smack us in the face. Once I’d managed to get a date for Roman to visit the hospital, I’d popped it in the diary for Roman and Nikki. Nikki was scheduling his trip back to L.A and I was organising a press conference. The only day I could work it though was for the day he had to leave for L.A. Luckily; it's a late flight and he didn’t need to be at the airport until eight pm. Roman’s barely left my side all week, so I’d spent most of my time at the hotel with him, where we had some privacy. Sometimes I looked at him and wondered why he chose me, but I refused to let it take over and instead enjoyed being with him.

  “Are you ready for tomorrow?”

  I asked Roman as he laid back on the bed watching some crap on TV.

  “I think so. I mean what do I need to get ready? My bags packed for LA. You’ve got the gifts sorted to hand out at the hospital, I’m not sure what else I’m supposed to have ready?”

  I zipped up the bag containing everything I needed for the press conference. I sat on the edge of the bed, pulling a knee up so I could twist around to him.

  “Do you have to be so blasé about it all?”

  A huff escaped my mouth and from the corner of my eye, I saw him pull himself up until he sat right next to me. With a hand on my cheek, he turned my head to look at him.

  “Babe, everything is going to be fine.” I sighed again because I had no idea what to say… “What are you worried about?”

  “I don’t know.” Dropping my face into my hands I closed my eyes. I felt Roman’s hand cup the back of my neck and pull me to him.

  “I promise it’ll be fine.” He kissed the top of my head as I rested my forehead on his shoulder and enjoyed his comfort, his easy-going nature and just his smell as it wafted up my nose overpowering all my senses.

  “I’m just going to do one last check.”

  I moved to get up but Roman caught me by the hand.

  “No, you’re not. I bet if I was to look in that bag, everything will be there. “Where’s your laptop?”

  “In the bag. Along with the charger.”

  “Notebook?”

  “Laptop bag.”

  “Pais, what’s this really about?”

  “I don’t want what happened last week to overshadow your day tomorrow. I’ve worked… we’ve worked too hard for this.”

  “They’ll forget.”

  “You don’t know journalists very well, do you?” I scoffed, “They never forget and anything that goes in print stays in the archives.”

  Closing his hands around my face, he gently tugged me toward him. “Sweetheart, nothing will go wrong tomorrow and if anything gets mentioned, I’ll stop them.”

  Forcing a small smile through tight lips, I looked into his gorgeous, yet determined eyes, “I love you.”

  “I love you more than anything. If I had to, I’d give all of this up for you.”

  “I wouldn’t let you do that.”

  “Baby, you wouldn’t have a choice.” Pushing his lips out to meet mine, I let him pull me down to the bed and tuck me under his arm. “Why don’t we go and have a shower, it might help to relax you a little bit.”

  ‘How about a bath. A shower won’t get rid of this nervous energy.”

  “Your wish is my command, ma’am.” With another kiss to my head, he jumped up and headed for the massive bathroom. I heard the taps turn on, so while Roman was in there, I had one last quick search through my bag for the conference, Roman’s bag to make sure he’d got the clothes in there he wanted for the shoot and my laptop bag. I also quickly shot a message to Lesley:

  Hey beautiful, do you have everything ready for tomorrow? I know you probably do but I’m just checking.

  Placing my phone down on the bed, I pulled my navy blue, capri trousers and a cream blouse out of Roman’s wardrobe, that I seemed to be slowly taking over, and hung them on the door.

  The sweet smell of vanilla drifted through to the bedroom, my eyes closed of their own accord, I’d begun to feel relaxed already. Roman waltzed past me, out to the suite. I heard him on the phone but he was talking too quietly, I assumed its room service, then I heard drawers being opened and closed. He must have found what he was looking for, as he strode back into the bedroom and through to the bathroom, hesitating at the door, “Don’t come in until I tell you to.” Then he closed the door behind him.

  Okay then. I nodded at the closed door, not sure what else to do.

  Suddenly the door opened again. “If you hear a knock at the door, leave it and let me know.”

  Sitting on the edge of the bed, I felt at a loose end now as I waited for him. My phone alerted me to a message. Picking up my phone, I saw the message from Lesley:

  I’m not going to answer that question. I have times, notes and I have my camera charged and ready to go.

  Love ya xx

  Thought you would.

  Love ya too. Xx

  I decided that, if I was going to relax at all, I needed complete peace and quiet. Holding down the button on the side of my phone, I waited until the arrow to slide across the screen lit up and I did just that. Just as the door opened again, the main suite door knocked. “Stay right there and close your eyes.”

  “Rome…”

  “Rome, nothing. Close your eyes.” Shaking my head, I sighed but did as he asked me. I hid my face in my hands. It’s right when they say your senses are heightened when you lose one of them. The smell of vanilla was stronger, the noises that are going on in the suite are louder, yet there’s only me and Roman here.

  I heard something rolling along the floor as he brushed past me, but I didn’t move my hands away from my face. The bathroom door closed again, so I waited a little longer.

  “Right then, keep your eyes closed, I want you to stand.”

  “Roman what are you up to, I just want a soak in the bath.”

  “And you, my angel, are going to get one.”

  With another huff I stood, from behind me, his hands covered my eyes as he guided me into the bathroom.

  “Okay, you can look now.”

  Flicking my eyes open, the sight that greeted me was quite unbelievable. There were candles lit around the oval bubble bath. The light had been dimmed and just to the side, there was two glasses of what I assumed was champagne and a bowl of strawberries sitting next to the flutes.

  “Oh, my goodness, Roman…”

  “Shh.” Dragging my t-shirt up my upper torso, he pulled it over my head and threw it to the floor, before pushing his joggers over my hips and down my legs. “Tonight, is all about you. I want you to relax and forget the world and just focus on us.” He stripped out of his clothes, his erection standing proud. I smirked as he looked down before shrugging. While I slipped out of my underwear, Roman stepped over the side of the bath and slid himself in. Stepping in myself, I placed myself between his legs and leant my back against his chest. He passed me a glass and grabbed the other one for himself. “To us.” Pushing up and turning around to face him, I sat on my knees and clinked his glass with mine to repeat his toast before I took a sip. He took a strawberry from the bowl and placed it
at my lips. They parted instantly as I tasted the sweetness of the fruit and sucked on the end. “Fuck, this was a bad idea…” I sank my teeth into it and bit the end off, chewing it before sipping more champagne. He brushed another strawberry across my lips before tracing it down my throat and down the valley between my breasts to just above where the water sat, then bit into it himself. My core throbbed with intense need for him. I sank my teeth into my lip to quell my heavy breaths, he took my glass from me and placed it on the side, before palming my sides, his fingers gripping me tightly and tugged me to him. Rising up on my knees, I allowed him to nestle his nose against my skin before he darted his tongue out and removed the strawberry juice, licking all the way back up my body, until eventually he reached my lips. He traced the outline of my lips until he had his fully pressed against mine and he kissed me. Holding his head, I kissed him with so much passion. It was heated, my core throbbing for attention. Brushing my pussy up and down his erection, I didn’t waste any time, instead I slid down on to him until he was in me so deeply, I swear he’s nudging my womb. “Oh, baby. Fuck me.”

  He slid his wet hands up my tummy until he had my breasts in his hands, massaging and pinching, twisting and tweaking as I rode him. Our groans echoed in the quiet of the room, sweat coated my body from the heat of the water and of that between us. I placed my hands on his shoulders and helped myself along, rising and falling as I worked us both up. Not able to take much more, I ground down onto him. “Oh yeah, just like that, Pais…, make me come baby. I’m ready.”

  Roman thrust his hips upwards to meet mine again and again until my walls clenched around him and we both come together in a mix of heavy gasps and kisses.

  “I fucking love you, you know that?”

  “I do.” I smile.

  “Are you relaxed now?”

  “Oh, very much so.” I laughed and rose back up to my knees as he gently slipped from inside me. “Can I drink my champagne now?”