FALLING FOR SHAWN

Chapter 19 - Enjoy The Show

Camila came off stage in London, elated.  A hit single, a hit album, and now a sold-out tour.  The first night had gone like clockwork.  Well, there had been a few glitches, but the audience wouldn't have known, and they had seemed to like it.  They sang along and knew all the words, they had danced and jumped up and down, and cheered and laughed and cried.  Shawn was in her dressing room when she came off stage and she held him tight. 

"You were amazing," he said.  He beamed with pride.  There was no jealousy, no competition between the two of them. If she did well, he was happy for her and vice versa.  He was here for the first night, but tomorrow he was off to Tunisia to start filming the science fiction blockbuster Disney had signed him to.  He was excited beyond belief.  It was good that they were both busy, and he would meet her in Spain for a few days and then back home to Toronto for the week she had in between her Europe and North America legs, when he would be finished his location shoot.  Then he would go to LA for the studio work, and fly to her when he could.  It was the previous year in reverse, with Shawn travelling to meet her this time.

"It felt like I just spent an evening with twelve thousand close friends," she said, accepting his kiss.  He knew exactly what that felt like that.

They celebrated with the team, dancers and crew and it was late when they made it back to the hotel and by that time, the buzz had faded and Camila was exhausted.  She showered and went to bed and he followed.  He shaved so that he wouldn't leave a rash on her skin, he wouldn't keep her awake too long, but this was their last night together for weeks, he wasn't wasting it.  He came out of the bathroom and the lights were out, and so was Camila.  Sound asleep, curled up in the big bed.  He smiled affectionately, she had been so full of nervous energy in the lead up that she had barely slept.  With the first night under her belt and a big success, she was finally sleeping.  He slid in beside her and spooned her but he wasn't tired yet. He thought about the upcoming movie.  A studio-based Disney teen sit-com was a lot different to a sci-fi action adventure on location.  The script was scarce on dialogue, at least at first, but it was still a bigger ask acting-wise.  He had never stopped his acting classes, he liked them, and he hoped one day to return in some way.  His acting coach had been helping him a lot with the script and he felt he had a handle on the character and was excited but apprehensive about the film.  The best part was there was no romance for him, it wasn't that kind of movie. He was too in love with Camila to cope with love or sex scenes right now.  He realised he was getting more and more anxious so used some breathing and relaxation techniques to try to calm down but tonight nothing was working.

Camila must have sensed his restlessness because she began wriggling as well, and all that succeeded in doing was rubbing her gorgeous bottom against him and creating obsessive thoughts of a different kind.  He couldn't help it, he let his hands cover her breasts and she sighed, wriggling some more.  He enjoyed that for a while then moved a hand down to squeeze her bottom then slid a finger between her legs where she was bared by her raised knees.  She was slick already from his caresses and the kisses he was planting on her sensitive nape and he enjoyed the exploration, and so, it seemed to she, because it took hardly any time at all for her to shudder against him.  He lifted her knee up to open her to him and slid into her from the same position, nuzzling her neck.  She rocked against him and he moaned at the intensity of the feeling.  How did this happen?  How was it so intense like this every time?  She drove him wild.  He tried to keep it slow but she increased her own pace and he had to keep up with her.  He slid a hand to the front of her and caressed her and he wasn't sure she liked it but when he went to remove it she clapped hers over it. 

"Don't you dare," she breathed, and he smiled, happy to continue his work. 

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She had nodded off as soon as her head hit the pillow but his restlessness woke her so she was completely conscious when he began to touch her and she felt his arousal against her back.  He was moving faster now, and his fingers were flicking against her most sensitive centre.  She had thought being on stage was a high, this was on another level.  She came like a freight train, fireworks exploding behind her squeezed eyelids.  He slipped from her and she turned over and began kissing his face.