A Parisian Fairytale

Chapter Eight

Annabelle smiled, it soon became almost a nervous giggle as Johnny's words cemented themselves into her mind. He wasn't looking at the view from his balcony, he was looking directly at her. He brushed a stray strand of hair behind her ear as she found the courage to say "My view isn't too shabby either." He smirked and chuckled before he turned his head to admire the last of the twinkling lights. They cut out after their one minute display, and he looked back at the woman who was already staring at him. This time she bravely initiated things and lent in once more to kiss him, this time, one of her hands cupped his face gently, as her tongue pushed it's way into his mouth. After quite a few minutes, they pulled back from one another and he rested his forehead on hers. Both of them were panting and had their eyes screwed shut. He gasped "That's a hell of a kiss." "I could say the same about you Mr Depp." "Well when I've wanted to do it since Monday evening, what can I say?" "You've wanted to kiss me since Monday?" She asked opening her eyes and pulling her head back. He did the same, his hands still firmly gripping her hips. "Yes is that a bad thing?" "It is now that you know I have felt the same." He coyly smiled before pulling her towards the couch. "Believe it or not I don't always do this?" "What? Kiss girls in your suite?" "Nooo the whole picking up random women thing." "Well funnily enough I don't have a habit of picking up random men in foreign cities either." "So we are level then?" "Yes Johnny I would say as level as you can get, when you're a Hollywood icon and I'm just me." He rolled his eyes jovially. "So..." she continued. "so... I suggest we forget everything for a few hours and give in to what our bodies really want... forget about logic, logistics, and what this can and can't mean." "Seriously Johnny?" "Yes. Deadly." "Ok" she said smiling. His eyes widened, he thought he would have at least attempt to talk her into it. "Seriously?" "Yes what could go wrong? After all, if you're still on your quest to prove not all men are bad. Then I'm still on my quest to prove to you that not all women are evil."

Johnny pulled her body completely flush with his, even in her sky high Louboutins she was still shorter than him. With one of his hands still firmly on her hip, the other cupped her face as his thumb brushed over her bottom lip. "Do you want this as much as me?" He said seductively in his rich voice. "Probably more." She whispered back looking up at him through her eyelashes. He smirked at her witty response before leaning in and kissing her once omore. This time knowing she wanted it, he was a tad more forceful as he pulled her away from the couch towards the bedroom. They fumbled through the door, avoiding the clothes that were on the floor and the open guitar case, before he finally fell back on the bed and she laid on top of him. Her small body barely covered his, but he loved the feeling of it. Her hands grew braver and began toying with the buttons of his shirt as his ran his down her back and cupped her ass, gently squeezing it.

After a few minutes she had only managed to concentrate long enough to undo three buttons which did nothing more than show off his many pendent necklaces and his tattooed muscular chest. His finger tips had trailed further up her dress and found the zipper, and he gently pulled it down. She heard the familiar noise of the zip and pulled back from the kiss gasping for breath. She looked flushed, her hair was not as neat as it had been and her bottom lip was once again trapped between her teeth. Johnny feared he had misread the situation and felt his eyes widen slightly. "Is this ok?" He asked and she shrugged. "Only if this is?" She said as she pulled at more of the buttons on his shirt, undoing it, then speedily running her fingers over his pecs, up to his shoulders to push the shirt off him. He sat up and tossed it aside before cupping her face and kissing her once more before fully yanking down the zipper of the LBD. Her dress loosened and she thanked the lord she had worn nice lingerie under it that particular evening. She donned a black satin and lace bra and panty set. It embraced her body well and enhanced her curves. Johnny snuck two fingers under each strap on her shoulder and pushed them down her arms as the dress began to pool round her waist, he grabbed hold of her torso pulling her up closer to him whilst she shimmied out the dress and kicked her heels off. He heard them fall on the floor and smirked "Maybe next time you can keep those on..." he muttered. she smiled sexily. "There's gonna be a next time?" "I hope so, don't you?" "I guess it depends on how good you are doesn't it..." Johnny took the challenge and invaded her mouth once more with his tongue before allowing his hands to roam all over her silky smooth skin. Getting lost in the kiss, Annabelle failed to notice how Johnny rolled them over and was now very much in control as he kissed down her neck, finding a particular sensitive spot just under her ear that made her squirm whenever his lips went near it. Her hands had reached down between them and were tackling the belt he had on. She felt like she was unwrapping the ultimate gift to herself, somebody truly remarkable and she had to have him naked. Now. She pulled the belt off him and tossed it aside, shortly followed by returning her hands to the waistband of his trousers. It was only then she noticed how bulging his trousers were. He clocked her watching and smirked. "Like what you see?" She blushed and nodded, secretly wondering just how big he was, because by the looks of things he was by far bigger than anyone else she had ever slept with.

His hands finally gave up trying to be polite and began groping her boobs through her bra, making her wriggle. As he began to kiss her passionately again, she wrapped her arms around his back and pulled him completely on top of her. Although he was bigger than her, he didn't weigh as much as she thought he would when his whole body covered hers. His lips began a descent down her neck to the valley of her breasts, his finger tips playing with the satin straps that sat on her shoulders. He reached under her unclasping the bra with one hand, something so simple impressed Annabelle and she went to tell him before all traces of thoughts were lost when his lips came into contact with her boobs. She gasped as his hand came into contact with her other nipple, teasing it before his lips descended on her erect right one making her moan out "Fuck..." she breathily said. He smirked, he adored it when he made women moan. She wriggled below him as he continued to tease and torture her chest, soon she was moaning and gasping and they hadn't even got to the main event as of yet.

After paying significant attention to her ample chest, he continued his journey south. His fingers slipped into the sides of her panties pulling them down as she quickly kicked them off, he kneeled over her, capturing her lips once more, Annabelle's mind had gone blank, never in her wildest dreams did she ever think she would be naked under this hunk of a man. She felt self conscious being this exposed, but trusted him, he had given her no reason not to, as his fingers trailed up and down her body. She was sensitive and he knew he was doing a good job. He badly wanted to drive her wild as he pulled back and whispered "I don't wanna do anything you're not comfortable with. So tell me, how far do you want this to go Annabelle?" She bit her lip "Baring in mind I'm lying naked on your bed I would say I'm cool with how far this could go." "You're sure?" He asked, moving his hair out his face and she nodded with a smile, leaning up and kissing him to seal the deal. He finally relented and let his fingers travel further south than they had been, they soon found the spot she was aching for him to touch. She was desperately turned on already, and was soaked, his fingers had no trouble teasing her for a few minutes, before slipping inside of her. At that moment, she sat almost fully upright and her eyes were wide. He began to move them in and out, and could see her cheeks darken, and her eyes fill with desire. "Tell me, tell me how you like it doll." He said and she took a deep breath before closing her eyes and whispering "Don't stop Johnny. Don't stop." He smirked as he began to go a little harder, before capturing one of her nipples back between his lips.