Beneath Your Beauty

by Alexa Keith

  My cheeks automatically burned with heat as they flushed red. There were a bunch of hoots and hollers. Some women let out loudly sighs, and some clapped and awed.

  I hid my face in his neck, breathing in the scent I loved. “I can’t believe you just did that,” I mumbled.

  He laughed, making his way to the pool. He didn’t put me down until we were submerged to our waists—well, my waist and the tops of his thighs. He dunked and came up with water glistening his impeccable body. I just stared at him. I was in my own little Steele-induced fog.

  “Come here, beautiful.” He cupped the backs of my thighs and lifted.

  My legs enclosed around his waist, and he took us to the deep end. His arms wrapped around my back, and mine went around his shoulders. We waded through the water and around bodies and into our own little world in the corner of the enormous pool.

  “Talk to me?” he quietly asked in my ear.

  I shook my head. I wanted to, and I didn’t all at the same.

  “Baby, you have to tell me what’s going on in there.” He kissed my temple.

  I discounted what he said and asked, “Did you come here alone?”

  His eyes scanned my face before he offered, “No, but they left this morning.”

  “They?” I questioned with a raised brow.

  “Yes,” he stated.

  When I didn’t say anything, I let my eyes wander elsewhere.

  Then, he informed me, “Kemen, Rocco, Cora, Addie, and Farah.”

  “Oh,” I whispered. I wanted to run from the uncomfortable feeling of hearing the girls’ names.

  “Baby, look at me,” he said softly.

  When I didn’t move my head as I focused on the palm trees, he brought his hand to my chin where he gently turned mine toward his. I had no choice but to look into his soft baby-blue eyes.

  “The girls only came because the boys mentioned it when they were there. That’s the only reason. So, throw that shit out, right now, got me?”

  I nodded because I wanted to believe him, but it was just hard.

  I was going to have to learn how to trust him and his words.

  He said again, “Now, tell me what’s going on.”

  I pushed all thoughts of whom he’d come with and admitted, “I’m scared.”

  His lips rested on my shoulder where he asked softly, “Why?”

  “Excuse me…” a male’s voice said to our side.

  Steele’s head flew up, and he glared at the man.

  “I’m sorry—” the young man began.

  Steele’s voice held a firm tone when he cut the man off, “You should be.”

  My arms involuntarily jerked at Steele’s harsh tone. He looked to me and then back at the man.

  The young man said cautiously, “I just wanted to know if I could have your autograph.”

  Steele looked back at me for my reaction, but I didn’t have one.

  “You gonna be around for a while?” he asked the man.

  “Yeah,” the man answered enthusiastically.

  “What’s your name?” Steele asked.

  “Mike.”

  Steele told him, “Okay, Mike, give me some private time with my girl, and then I’ll catch up with you.”

  Mike said thankfully, “Okay, no problem.” He started to move away from us. “I’ll be over there.” He pointed to the bar.

  Steele nodded and turned us around with his back to Mike. Apparently, he was done with him.

  Steele started kissing my neck, working his way up to my mouth. His lips touched mine in a firm kiss. When he was done, he said, “Okay, you were saying you were scared. Why?”

  I leaned back and looked into his eyes. “Maybe we should—” I didn’t get to finish as we were interrupted again.

  “You’re Steele Waters, aren’t you?” a girl squealed.

  Her friend continued, “It’s you.”

  One of the other girls said in amazement and admiration, “Oh my God…”

  “Fuck,” Steele grumbled.

  I didn’t even look behind me at the edge of the pool. “Never mind,” I whispered, staring at his shoulder.

  “No, Kay, not never mind,” Steele started.

  I put my big girl panties on and said, cupping his cheeks, “Go…sign whatever these people want.” I touched my lips to his and thought for a second. “Well, not any body parts. I draw the line there.”

  Steele grinned at me. “Have I told you that I love you?”

  I tapped a finger on my chin, looking up. “Um…I’m not sure.” Then, I grinned.

  His expression became serious before he said, “I do, Kayden. I really do love you.”

  I lost all my goofiness at the seriousness he held. My nose started to burn, and tingling hit the backs of my eyes. “I know, and I love you.”

  “Good.” He went on, “Now, come with me while I sign shit, and then when I’m done, we are going upstairs, so I can take my time fucking you nice and hard.”

  I unwrapped my legs from him, grabbed his hand from around my waist, and pulled. “You’d better write fast,” I said, dragging him through the water with him laughing.

  As soon as word had gotten out that Steele Waters was down by the pool, a mob of people appeared. I had wanted to go back and hang out with Hunter and everyone—except for Spencer, who was acting as Steele’s bodyguard while keeping people in line. However, Steele made me sit next to him while he signed shirts, papers, beach towels, and even some girl’s flip-flops.

  I watched the way he interacted with his fans, and it was a side of him that I’d never seen. He laughed, joked, and answered some of their questions. And just like all his other sides of him, I loved this one, too. I also gave myself an inside high five. If I wanted to continue a relationship with Steele, I was going to have to get used to this.

  Besides, it wasn’t that bad.

  He never, not once, made me feel out of place or that I wasn’t his main priority. He made sure I had something to drink and that the chair I was sitting in was comfortable before he started talking to anyone who called his name.

  He told everyone I was his girlfriend, and some girls didn’t like the idea that he was exclusive. Then, my innocence showed through when a couple asked if we wanted to get together tomorrow night. Steele graciously told them that we were leaving to go see my family the next day, which began a few aahs from the women.

  But I didn’t understand why he’d said, “That’s not our scene.”

  Hunter came over to the table and bent to my ear where he whispered, “Damn, they wanted to have a foursome with you two.”

  He stood, saw the look of shock plastered on my face, and burst out laughing. Hunter then leaned down and whispered into Steele’s ear. He looked to me, and joined Hunter, laughing their asses off at the expense of my innocents.

  I didn’t find anything remotely funny about it.

  After an hour of Steele signing and talking with his fans, the concierge who Steele had called Franklin came over to us. He said that he would have a private table, compliments of the hotel, for us to dine at tonight. Steele thanked him and said he would rather eat up in my suite. Franklin told us that he would have an assortment of food sent up within an hour.

  Steele then thanked the crowd of people and said we had to get going. When the mass of people booed, Spencer had then voiced he would have no problem staying and giving out his autograph. As soon as some women came forward to take Spencer up on his offer, we slipped out.

  The minute we were in the elevator, Steele turned to me. “Thanks.”

  “You’re welcome.” I smiled at him.

  Then, he got that sexy side smile and kissed me deep with a whole lot of tongue.

  “I have a surprise for you,” Steele said as we exited the elevator.

  I slanted my head, “You do?” I asked when we stopped at my room.

  He nodded and opened the door. Once inside the suite, he pulled me to the bedroom.

  “Oh, I know what your surprise is,” I said, laughing.
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  He turned to me at the closed door. “No”—he swung the door open—“you don’t.” He jerked his head toward the bed.

  There was something placed on top the comforter. I walked slowly in that direction. I turned once to look over my shoulder, and Steele stood with a huge smile, feet apart, and arms crossed. When I made it to the edge of the bed, the heat of Steele was at my back. I leaned down, and one of his hands came to my hip. I got a closer look at what was on the bed, and then I gasped.

  Steele

  I put my other hand on her hip. She stayed still for a minute, reading the paper lying in front of her.

  “Oh my God…” she breathed. She stood, twisted, and looked at me. “Does this mean that it’s yours?”

  Bringing my hands to hold her upper arms, I told her, “Actually, it’s ours.”

  She asked in misunderstanding, “What does that mean?”

  “It means that we own the rights, and no one can dispense the film of our scene unless we both sign it over.”

  Her arms slipped from my hands as she plopped down and sat on the edge of the bed. She was silent for a minute, and then she raised her head. “Do I have to give back the money I made?” she asked with worry in her voice.

  I knelt in front of her. “No, Princess.”

  Her lips formed a smile. “So, the scene is ours, and it won’t be in the movie or anywhere else unless we want it to be?”

  “Yep,” I replied, putting my hands on either side of her hips.

  “Why?”

  I tilted my head. “Why what?”

  Kayden brought her eyes to her wringing hands in her lap. “Why did you buy the rights?”

  I lifted her chin with my finger, bringing her gaze to mine. “Because I don’t want the world seeing us being intimate.”

  She queried, “Have you done this before?”

  I shook my head. “No, never.”

  Dropping my hand to her thigh, I ran my fingers up and down her silky smooth skin.

  Her eyes trailed my movement, and she hesitantly whispered, “Why then? Why with me? Was I not good enough?”

  The look of apprehension shadowed her face. I took her hands into mine. “Look at me.”

  The minute her eyes arose to mine, I said, “Sweetheart, the first time we had sex, it blew my mind. The way I carried on in that scene was not my norm, and anyone who was in that room knew that.”

  I pushed a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “There was just something about you. You rocked me not only on the outside, but also on the inside. And you can’t deny that you didn’t feel it, too.”

  She nodded. “I felt it.”

  “Exactly,” I agreed. “I don’t want anyone to see that part of us. I’m not ashamed of it, but it’s ours to share, not for the world to view.”

  “Okay, I get it,” she said.

  “Good.” I rose to my feet, took her hand, and walked us over to the chair. I sat in the soft leather gray seat and placed her on my lap. “Now, tell me what scares you.”

  “Everything,” she voiced quietly.

  I chuckled. “Do you think we can narrow everything down?”

  “Well…” she started and then stopped.

  I tightened my arms around her waist. “Tell me.”

  I gave her a few seconds, and when she didn’t speak, I did. “Do you want me to tell you what scares me?”

  Her concentration that was on the arm of the chair came to me. “You’re scared, too?”

  I nodded. “I’m scared of the leap I’m taking, but not because I don’t want to do it. It’s because I’ve never been sure of anything in my life, but I am sure about us. But here I am, leaving a life, which is the only life I know how to live—”

  Kayden broke in, “What do you mean you’re leaving?” Her eyes narrowed.

  I told her my plan, “I’m leaving the business. Everything is currently in the works as we speak. My agent and lawyer are drawing up a contract as to where I will still get a cut from the Steele Waters name. But I will no longer be making any adult films.”

  “Why?” she asked with alarm.

  I twisted her until she sat astride me. “Princess, do you want me to continue doing movies, to have sex with other women even though it has no comparison to what we have?”

  “Um…no, but you can’t leave what you do for me,” she said.

  I patted my chest with one hand. “I’m doing it for me.” I put my hand on her heart. “Because this is what I want.”

  She started, “But—”

  “No,” I stopped her. “I’m thirty-five, Kay, and ready to settle down, and I want that with you. I’m not going to continue the lifestyle I live. I need to change that in order to start a new life, and that’s exactly what I’m going to do with you. I’m all in or nothing at all.”

  Her lips slightly parted but nothing came out. She closed her mouth and just watched me.

  “When we were apart, I tried to do a scene, and I couldn’t. All I thought about was you. I compared everything about the woman to you. You’re my life now, and I’m jumping the fuck in because, baby, you’re all I want. So, if I gotta flip fuckin’ burgers, then I will just so that I can climb into a bed I know you’re going to be in every night.”

  A tear fell from her eye, and I kissed it away. We gazed intently into one another’s eyes for a beat. A devious smile spread across her beautiful face, and I grinned back.

  She shifted off my lap to the floor. My cock jolted and arose so fast at the sight of her kneeling in between my spread legs. Her hands started at my knees and leisurely worked their way up. When they landed at my waist, she undid the tie and opened the top of my bathing suit.

  Her small hand reached in and pulled out my throbbing, stiff cock. Kayden’s eyes averted from mine to what stood at her attention. She licked her lips, and a shiver of pure lust surged down my spine, landing in my balls. She gripped the base of my shaft and leaned in. Her tongue came out and ran from base to tip.

  “Oh fuck,” I groaned, watching her every movement.

  Her eyes held mine as she opened her perfect mouth and wrapped her plump lips around my swollen tip. A shudder racked through my body when she continued to gradually take my length into the wet heat. The feeling and sight was becoming too much to take, but I couldn’t take my eyes off her. As soon as I was fully in her mouth, she hollowed her cheeks and sucked hard.

  I grunted, “Holy fuck, Kay…”

  I put my hands on her head and examined her expression. As soon as I took a handful of hair in both hands, she moaned, causing an amazing vibration down to my balls. She slowly ascended and then went back down where she continued to suck me off with a determination I’d not ever experienced before.

  Tugging her hair, I started to slowly thrust in and out, fucking her mouth. Her moans became louder, which drove me crazy. The harsh assault she began on me caused my orgasm to rumble through my body and land in my balls.

  “Gonna come, baby,” I groaned.

  She never faltered her movements. My balls drew up as I exploded my seed into her beautiful mouth.

  With the power of my orgasm, I ground out, “Fuck…”

  She swallowed all I had to give. Once I was done, I hauled her up onto me. I kissed her, and for the first time, I tasted myself. The combination of me and Kayden was fuckin’ incredible.

  After I returned the favor with as much enthusiasm as she had, we showered. By the time we got out our food was there—along with her friends. Instead of having a private dinner, we decided to sit and eat with everyone since Kayden wasn’t going to see them until we were back from Texas. It was fine. I wanted to make her happy. However, my plans entailed us eating dinner naked in bed with a little touching and sampling some food from each other’s bodies. That was number one on my list of activities to do the minute we returned from Texas in three days.

  The discussion at dinner consisted of Kayden drilling Hunter about how to water her plants. He spent most of the time rolling his eyes and yessing her to death. It ki
nd of fuckin’ pissed me off, but I took that possessive side of me and tucked it away.

  After we were done with dinner, we all sat out on the patio with drinks. It was nice to sit around and have normal conversations. I had done it before, but most of the people I hung around were in the adult entertainment industry or trying to get in. Therefore, sex and sex-related topics always came up. Then, most of the time, I would wind up fucking some girl by the end of the night.

  I had a satisfying peaceful feeling deep down inside, knowing that I would be heading to bed with Kayden. She brought out a side I had never seen in myself. I liked this side of me, and I couldn’t wait to explore it.

  Kayden

  We walked out of the airport, and the warm evening Texas air hit my face. I went from not flying at all to being on a plane four times in the past few weeks, every time had gotten easier, which was a good thing. Maybe I wouldn’t have to spend a whole day driving to see the boys. I could take a quick flight and be there in a few hours.

  “I have a car waiting for Kayden Brewer,” I told the plump woman at the counter.

  She tapped the keyboard with her stubby fingers. “There you are, honey.” She lifted her eyes to me. “A compact, right?”

  A flush of humiliation came over me. I couldn’t by any means afford a better car with all that was going on. Yes, I had been approved for the loan, but that money was to pay off Marco, which I had yet to tell Steele about. And I just might not either.

  “Yes,” I spoke softly, not looking up at Steele.

  Steele asked the woman, “Do you have anything else available?”

  “Steele…”

  He put his arm around my waist and drew me into him. “Let me. It’s something you’re gonna have to get used to.”

  “Oh, honey…” the plump woman cooed. “You got yourself a keeper there.” She smiled at us and tapped at the keyboard again.

  Half an hour later, Steele and I slid into the leather seats of a brand-new Ford Mustang convertible. Steele put the address into the GPS, whereas I started hitting buttons.

  “Babe, what are you doing?” he asked, chuckling.

  I pushed another button, and nothing happened, I was leaning over the console, eyeing the knobs on the driver’s side. “Looking for the button to put the thingy down,” I said.