My Favorite Girl

Chapter 7: Exploring LA

I have been in Los Angeles for three days. I have gotten settled into my apartment. I have met the staff at my new office and my producer. So, today after work I am going to explore the great city.

I finished my day and left work. I went to the Starwalk first in Hollywood and saw the Chinese theater. I saw the Hollywood sign and snapped a picture. 

I even went to Rodeo Drive and walked around. I drove up to Beverly Hills to see some sights from my favorite show, Beverly Hills 90210. 

I found a great Chinese Restaurant and Pizza place right by my apartment. I have been eating there a lot. I found a cute little bar down the road from me. I can walk from my apartment to it. 

Jordan has called me every day since I left. He told me to be very careful because the city can be very dangerous. He got onto me when I told him I found a bar I could walk to. 

"Woman, you have got to be more cautious. I will be there in three days, and I will make sure you are careful."

"I am in a well-lit part of the city. I am living right off Hollywood Boulevard. Cops are always around. I don't wear anything with colors just to be safe."

"That's great and all, but do you think a criminal really cares? They don't trust me. I know people who have been robbed in broad daylight with people around and a cop across the street. Just be careful, please."  

"Okay, Jordan, I promise."

"So, today was your day to explore. How much of the lovely city did you explore?"

"A lot; I went to the Star Walk, saw the Chinese theatre, went to Beverly Hills, and went to Rodeo Drive. It was so great to get out and be a tourist. I got a picture of the Hollywood sign."

"Wow, you did all that in one day? What's left for us to see when I get there?"

"I haven't been to the ocean yet, and you can show me anything else you want to since you have been here plenty of times."

"My buddy, Robin, is having a party. Would you care to join me as my guest?" 

"Um, sure, when is it?"

"I get in on Friday, and it's Saturday night. We aren't going to the studio until Monday."

"Oh, that's great, so two whole days before you gotta work."

"Yep, that time is yours, with the exception of the party which you will be with me. I have missed you like crazy since you left."

"All mine, hmm. I'm sure we can find some fun things to do. I know, and me too. It's so weird we just met and only spent two and a half weeks together. Jordan, we agreed, no strings attached."

"Trust me, I know that. It's weird for me, too. A very wonderful two and a half weeks. Lots of pleasure."

"Have you seen anybody since I left? One of your girls from your little black book."

"One, she was one of the better ones in bed. It just didn't please me like it used to. I don't even know how to explain it."

"So, where do I rank in that book?"

"Are you really asking me that?"

"Well, yes, I am."

"Samantha, what did I tell you before you left? You were the best night of my life. You are at the very top of that list."

"Top, huh? That's nice to know."

He laughed, "Yes, except now no one compares to you."

"Well, I'm sorry about that. You rank at the top of my list, too," She laughed shyly.  

"My body is craving your body. I need a real release, three more days."

"I can't wait either." They both sat quietly for a few minutes, then ended the call. They had both admitted that they wanted each other. 

She laid down and fell asleep and dreamed of Jordan's hands touching her, his mouth exploring her body, and his breaths as he kissed her. 

Three days later:

Jordan arrived at LAX and took a car to her address. He didn't even get checked into his room before he went to see her. He needed her; he needed to feel her. He arrived at her apartment and knocked on the door.

She was sitting on the couch in her shorts and tank top. She opened the door and smiled when she saw Jordan standing there. 

"You made it." She hugged him and stepped back to let him in.

"Yes, finally. Sorry, I came straight here. I didn't even check into my room yet. I needed to be with you."

She smiled as he leaned in and kissed her. He tossed his bags down and wrapped his arms around her. He licked her neck and rubbed her breast.

"Bedroom." She pulled him with her, bumping into the table, and they both laughed. They went into her room. 

He stripped her shirt over her head and loved the sight. He stripped his shirt off and tossed it to the floor. He lifted her up and carried her to the bed. He laid her down and kicked his shoes and socks off. He slid his jeans down. 

He pulled her shorts off and her underwear. He threw his boxers to the side. She smiled and scooted up further on the bed. Jordan grabbed a condom from his pocket. He ripped the package and rolled it on. 

He slid his fingers through her folds and smiled. "I can see you are as happy as me. So wet and hot." He lined up his erection and slowly slid it inside of her, and they both gasped and moaned.

They fucked for the next several hours. They were both hungry for each other. She had never had anyone make her feel like he made her feel, and she couldn't get enough. Hard and fast, then slow and sensual. 

They lay there both panting for breath when they finished. Both were completely drenched in sweat. Jordan held her in his arms.  

"That was out of this world, holy shit," he said.

"I would have to agree that was I don't even know any words to describe it." He kissed her head.

They both showered and got dressed. She ordered some food while he was in the shower. Knowing he had flown straight in and was probably starving after that workout. 

They spent the next few days together; they went to the beach and out to dinner. She went to the party with him, where Robin kept winking at her. 

Jordan is now in the studio working, and I am at Warner Bros. studio working. I miss him. I can't believe I feel like this, but we agreed to no strings. Yet, both of us want those strings. 

Jordan told me that when he finished at the studio, he would come by for his nightly dose of my body. We both just laughed, but I knew he was serious. I am not even complaining.  

It's like we are in a relationship but without all the stress of a relationship. Like not worrying about what the other is doing or who they are with.

When he's here, we are together, and when he's not, we aren't. It's nice not stressing about what he is doing. I am happy, and he is happy, and that's all that matters.  

Four days later:

Jordan is leaving tomorrow; he finished the final cuts on the recordings needed and had a few meetings with his team and record company. 

I am sad that he is leaving, but I know he has his life to get back to. So, this is it until we cross paths again. The only other thing he has scheduled is a release party in three months. I may even be gone by that time. 

So, tonight, we are just going to focus on the present and not what is in the future. We are friends, and he knows I'm going to stay in contact after he leaves.