HER STAR, HIS EVERYTHING.

Chapter 7

The house is empty. Emily kisses him hard, pulling him into her bed. He holds her tight, pinning her body to the bed with her own. He sits up, pulling his shirt off. Emily's is already on the floor. 

He glides his hand down her leg, to the inside of her thigh. He rubs her gently, and she gasps. he kisses her throat, moving his hands to her hips. He pulls her roughly, nipping her ear. She winds her hands in his hair, crushing his lips to her throat. She moans, and he pushes against her, his hands tightening in the sheets. " Emily-" 

She gasps. " Take them off." 

he kisses his way down her body, Kissing each of her breasts. He unclasps her bra gently lifting her. He tosses it to the floor, and his eyes meet hers. " Do you want to do this?" he asks, breathing rapidly. His heart is beating rapidly, and he's harder than a rock. 

She nods, swallowing hard. " I want you to." 

He hesitates, before taking her panties off in a flourish. He pulls his own draws off, and she sits up, pulling his lips back to hers. She wraps her arms around him, and they kiss in a floury of trembling lips and teeth. He guides her back into the pillows, and he pulls her to him again, before gently pushing into her. She gasps, and lets out a pained, but pleased, moan. her legs close around him. His heart is in his throat. He's done this before... but this is different. It is not her body that's different- it's her. He feels more connected with her somehow. Thinking this while he'd inside of her makes him want her even more, and his mouth water. He groans, thrusting himself inside her again. He doubles over, clenching the sheets harder between his fists. Emily gasps, and her lets out a shutter. " I-Emily-" 

" I don't care-" she gasps. " I don't-" shes cut off, gasping. 

He pulls out of her, shaking. Emily lays in the sheets, breathing hard.  He rests a hand lightly on her arm, and she pulls him down to her again, into the pillows. 

****

They are wearing the outfits they bought earlier that day. Emily has her arm laced through his, and they are walking in the park. " You think Jayden will find us?" Emily asks, laughing. 

Dallon grins. " I dunno. Let's push our luck for a while longer, shall we?" 

" Where to?" Emily asks, smiling. 

" Well, let's just walk around for a while. Find a trail or something." 

Smiling, Emily takes his hand, pulling him along down the sidewalk. 

" This place is so beautiful, don't you think?" she asks, looking at the trees. 

"It's not bad," he admits. " Its a hell of a lot quieter than L.A., that's for sure." he laughs. 

she smiles. " I bet. Hows the music coming?" 

" Not bad," he says, smiling as he pulls his sunglasses on. " Brendon is doing a fantastic job on making the sheets for the music. Honestly, I don't know what I'd do without him." He laughs. " He's such a great friend and is so confident in our work. And, I mean, he's able to in a way. Our work has won titles and the hearts of millions. He has a right to be proud of what he does. There are people in the world who won't like everything we make, and we know that. But there are so many people out there that do, and that's what matters." He takes a deep breath.  " We love doing what we do. And we enjoy doing it." he sighs. " What do you do for a job?" 

Emily smiles. " I'm a waitress. It's not bad. I get an okay pay, but the tips are what makes it worth it. Especially when the tips are from our regular customers, they pay us good. I've been waitressing there since I was Fourteen, and am a hard worker."