Lola sat off on the side of the room on the couch with her tablet in one hand and a glass of white wine on the coffee table next to her. Throughout the night she went through editing and rewriting articles while halfway listening to conversations Bruno and his friends were having. After a few hours she glanced at her computer to see what time is was. "Ugghh. It's 2?" she groaned hoping to get his attention, instead getting absolutely no attention and their conversation getting even louder. "Okay. I guess I'll go touch myself in the shower while you're out here...." she said dramatically.
"Yeah. Okay, baby. Good night." he said blowing her a kiss from the distance.
"No...what I said was that i'm taking a shower and...." she raised her eyebrow waiting for his reaction. She had made a point of saying the rest of her sentence when they were alone when they were texting and she wanted his attention.
"Oh God...Lo..." he smiled at her. "Give me a sec..." he said standing up reaching for her hand to lead her into the bedroom space. "I just want you to be here, Delores...." he said touching her cheek dragging his finger along her jaw line. "I don't care if we're doing something, if we're dressed up, if you're in the audience, if you're at work, I just want to be with you. I just want to be able to glance over at you and see your nose crinkle while you hink of something interesting to write about or your eyebrow raising when you see something on your twitter that is whack....I just like you...." he said leaning in to kiss her lightly.
"I like you too." she smiled against his lips touching his cheeks pulling at his dimples. "You're so cute." she said with half a laugh. "Go and do your thing. I'm going to take a shower and go to bed."
"Okay." he said to her kissing her quickly.
By six in the morning Lola was wrapped in Bruno's arms asleep soundly. She moved her body against him gently feeling her internal alarm clock starting to wake her up. Ugh. It's Saturday. Go back to sleep. She thought to herself feeling Bruno's fingers against her arms rubbing her gently wandering to her waist against the light cotton shorts she was sleeping in. Oh damn. That feels good. She thought to herself feeling his hand against the front of her body. "Good morning." he whispered in her ear in a raspy sleepy voice pushing her shorts down her legs a little bit as he pressed his body against hers. She felt his hands along her neck pushing her hair off to the side feeling his lips against her neck up to her ear. "You taste good in the morning."
"It's the body wash." she answered him with a slight laugh.
"I could just eat you right now." he told her in the same raspy voice but a little louder as his hands wandered up her stomach to her breasts. He moved his hands along her chest while moving his pants down with his legs. She felt him against her making her start to feel anxious, nervous and excited for what he was going to do next. "Move up a little, Lo..." he said in a normal voice pushing her body in a way that felt a little more awkward than she had expected as he moved inside her.
"Ohhhhh." she moaned as his hands clutched her chest and her arms instinctively pushed forward grabbing onto the edge of the bed. He moaned quietly against the sheets feeling him move in and out of her.
"Oh god damn, Lola...." he moaned in her ear kissing her neck while moving her body again so she laid on her stomach. He pushed her hair away from her neck again leaving small light kisses against her neck. "Oh, Delores...." he moaned again. Through his moans she turned her head to look up at him with a slight smile.
"It feels so good Bruno." she responded still clutching the sheets feeling him start to slow down and his body move away from her.
"Ohhhhh..." he sighed kissing her down to the small of her back after his climax fell on her back.
"Well now how am I going to get up with this on me?" she asked him turning her head to face him with a giggle.
"Umm..." he thought going to grab a towel to wipe off her back.
"There..." he said turning her over kissing her forehead. "Now let's go take a shower..."
"Yeah...uh huh..." she nodded her head falling dramatically on his body. "You need a shower. You smell like whiskey and cigarettes. Oh and to brush your teeth."
"You're just dirty period, Lola." he joked holding on to her reaching to turn on the water pushing her against the swanky hotel wall. "See, I was going to be all sexy and shit but we haven't brushed our teeth yet and...."
"Then brush your teeth!" she said reaching for her toothbrush.
"I guess that would be the easy thing to do." he winked at her taking his toothbrush from her.
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Lola and the Rolling Stone
FanfictionLola dreamed of being Carrie Bradshaw. It's 2015, she's 29 years old, a writer, a blogger and single. And then there's Bruno Mars. What will happen next?