loving you was easy

chapter 79

Demi's POV

We arrived at the hotel and it was surprisingly quiet. Gemma's driver opened the door for us, she stepped out pulling me with her as our hands were still connected. We walked through entrance, gemma keeping me close to her, like she was scared to let me go.

As we walked through the loby I rested my head on her shoulder, we arrived at the elevator and stepped through when the doors eventually opened. While we waited in the elevator, it made me remember when me and gemma were stuck in the studios elevator back before Christmas. Thinking of that caused me to laugh slightly and gemma to look at me funny.

G - ...what's funny? A slight blush appeared on my cheeks.

D - oh I just remembered when we got stuck in the elevator before Christmas.

G - oh yeah, haha. You daydreaming about having sex with me in the elevator. I hid my face in her shoulder due to the embarrassment.

D - thats so embarrassing,

G - no its not! Come to think of it, we've never done it in public have we? She asked as we stepped out of the elevator and headed towards our room.

D - hmm no we haven't, we totally should though haha, we both laughed and I pulled out the key card to our room, public restroom or changing room? I asked putting the key card in the lock and opening the door.

G - why not both? She retorted as she stepped into the room, I followed behind laughing to myself.

I sat on the edge of the bed and watched as gemma threw her bag on the ground and pulling the zip down on her dress, her dress falling to the floor shortly after. I leant back with the palms of my hands on the bed, my eyes raking her body as I bit my bottom lip. Gemma had her back to me, but she knew I was staring.

G - stop staring dems haha, I chuckled, kicking my shoes off, stretching my bare toes in the process.

I watched as gemma held her hand in pain, I stood up and walked over to her. I took her hand in mine and examined it, it was all swollen and bruised.

D - I'll call room service and get them to bring some ice up, she nodded,

I walked over to the phone and called for ice and for some lunch. As gemma munched on her sandwhich, I held a pile of ice cubes wrapped in a small flannel on Gemma's hand. She flinched every now and then from the pain but allowed me to keep the ice there.

After a while, maybe fifteen minutes or so, I removed the towel of ice from Gemma's hand, the swelling had gone down but there was nothing I could do about the amount of bruising. I put the ice down and gently brought Gemma's hand to my lips, kissing her bruises gently, it seemed to relax her. However, me being the evil person I am, I trailed my kisses up her arm before stopping on shoulder. I carried on kissing her pressure point, licking and biting every now and then. Suddenly I heard a moan escape Gemma's lips, she knew I was taking advantage of the fact that she was sat in her underwear.