My L490 - Part 2 (Closer To The Flame)

Chapter 18 - Healing

Charley's point of view

We spent most of the afternoon swimming in the beautiful azure water, as the sun started setting we were sitting on the hot sand talking about the up coming tour, and what we would be doing, since I was working in the office mostly, we had a plan to ask Jason if it would be okay for me to accompany them on tour. I was excited by the prospect, I would love to be close to Shayne. Of course travelling would be amazing as well! "Come on babe, we better head back, and I am starving!" 

I laughed at his stomach growling, "Haha I would never have noticed. Can we come back here tomorrow?" I asked and was happy when he nodded, "We can bring some food along and spend the day here, it's our last day anyway, then we are back to the madness!" He took my hand and we walked back to the car, his phone beeped and as he looked down at the screen he smirked, "What is it?" I shook his head and remained silent. He frustrated me so much when he didn't tell me things!

He unlocked the car and opened my door, I slid into the warm seat and only then realised how chilly it had become. Shayne started the car and as he pulled away he turned on the radio, it sounded like a news report was on,

"Today at LAX..."

He immediately turned the iPod on and chose a song I recognised the girls voice immediately, I loved Birdy, "Hey what was that about the airport?", he shrugged and turned the music up, he was acting seriously strange today, I shook my head and looked out the window. This place was so beautiful I couldn't imagine leaving and heading back to the city, but I was looking forward to being home again. I stroked his thigh, feeling tired but definitely in need of some attention from his hands and mouth and the rest of him. My hand rested on his upper thigh, "Babe, I am trying to drive..." I giggling, "I know." My hand found his hardening crotch and I felt a fire burn in my stomach.

Shayne parked the car back in the spot we had found it, he looked at me and I saw his eyes were burning, "Wait till I get you upstairs young lady!" and we slowly made our way inside, I saw a flash as we walked through the hotel entrance and realised we had been followed by some photographers, "Ugh shit! Why can't they just leave us alone for one week" Shayne cursed, his hand was on the small of my back as he steered me through to the reception to hand back the keys. "Mr Bryant, I trust the car was up to standard?" the receptionist smiled brightly at him, and he nodded "Thank you, yes, it was perfect. Please have room service send up a bottle of champagne, Bollinger if you have it." I was surprised, what were we celebrating?

We made our way to the elevator and waited, another flash and the doors opened just in time. We ducked into the privacy of the elevator and the doors closed, "God this is insane, how did they know we were here?" he smiled, "I don't know, maybe those girls tipped them off, but you gotta get use to it babe," he pulled me closer to him and I felt my skin burn with the contact of his big rough hands. I turned and stared into his caramel eyes and he smirked "Teasing me while driving is very bad! You need to be punished..." He spun me around and held my hands up against the elevator wall, his rigid body up against me, I could feel him grind himself against my ass and I moaned loudly. I felt his soft lips on my neck and felt him nip at the sensitive skin, I started trembling, a small growl escaped his lips, his free hand found the front of my shorts and he whispered, "You're so wet my little bad girl..." and the doors of the elevator opened.

We pulled away from each other and stepped into the hallway towards our room, thank god no one was waiting for the elevator, we giggled and ran towards our room like two teenagers, as soon as he closed the door his hands were on my body, I saw those beautiful lust filled hazel eyes turn to molten caramel, his hands grabbed my ass and lifted me, I wrapped my legs around him and held on to his neck as he carried me to the bedroom. There was a knock on the door and he groaned, I looked down and giggled, he walked to the door, standing with his crotch behind it, he grabbed the bottle, tipping the boy and closing the door quickly.