Looks Can Be Deceiving

Chapter Twenty Four

Everyone had gone to bed, Stella and Richard walked into their own hotel rooms but Richard snuck into Stella's room. She had undressed and slipped into bed when she heard the connecting door creak open.

"You awake baby?" he slurs as he speaks.

Stella moves her blankets so they're away from her face and looks at Richard. Biting her lip she stares as he takes his jeans off and then his shirt. He slips into the bed and closes his eyes ready to sleep but he quickly perks up when Stella blurts out, "I want you to fuck me."

"You what?" he asks, surprised.

Stella was usually more placid and casual about their sex. Never demanding or saying what she wants, she was always a little shy. The alcohol in her system was letting her speak her mind and she repeated herself.

"I said, I want you," she moves so she's straddling him as he lays under her, each word she mutters out, she sways her hips against his length, "To. Fuck. Me."

Richard closes his eyes, a moan slipping from his lips. He tangles his fingers in her hair and pulls tightly, making Stella moan out.

"That's what you want baby?"

"Mmmhmm." she bites her lips still grinding against him.

"Well then," he flips them around, "that's what my baby will get." he pulls away throwing the sheets to the ground so they aren't in the way.

Richard immediately pulls his underwear down and at the same time she pushes her own out of the way. The both of them staring at each other completely bare and appreciating one another. Stella sees just how hard he is already and can't help but want him in your mouth.

"Lay down." she demands.

As soon as Richard follows orders, Stella leans down taking him in your mouth.

"Fuck baby." he moans out. He definitely wasn't expecting Stella to so quickly take him. Stella moves her head up and down, teasing Richard with her tongue. His hips buck slightly and Stella smiles as she pops him out of her mouth. She pulls away just as fast and straddles him once more. "I want to feel how wet you are baby." Richard takes a finger slipping it in her folds and he moans as he feels her around him. "You're soaking for me." he bites his lip as he teases her clit and stares into her eyes.

"Please Richard," she moans, closing her eyes and grinding on his hands.

Richard pumps himself a few times before lining himself with her entrance. Stella slowly settles on his full length and her head falls back in ecstasy. She bounces lightly afraid the noises will travel to the other boys rooms but Richard doesn't share the same self-control that Stella has. He starts moving faster, wrapping an arm around her and laying her down to ensure he had the control. It doesn't take long for the both of them to reach their climax with Richards fast thrusts. Both Richard and Stella drift off to sleep in each other's arms.

When they both eventually wake up, it's almost midday but luckily for them, the rest of the boys are still sleeping as well. Everyone decides to spend the day in bed without talking to each other, giving Richard and Stella the perfect excuse to spend the day together without worrying about being caught.

"I think we should tell Chris about us." Stella randomly speaks out as Richard plays with her hair.

"You want to tell Chris?"

"Don't you?"

"Of course I do. I just don't want him to be mad but he will."

"We just have to rip it off like a bandaid."

"When?"

"Maybe we can talk to him after tomorrow's show?"

"That way he has a few days to cool off before the final show. It won't be good if we're all fighting during a performance."

"Good idea. It's a plan."