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From American Idol To Bliss	By : BlissGirl4Life Category: Reality TV > American Idol/Pop Idol Views: 1734 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Week Top 5
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Surprisingly, nobody got eliminated this time. Ryan Seacrest made me panic at first. He made the last two to stand up be Jordin and Chris. As much as I loved Chris, I didn’t think he stood a chance against Jordin. I hadn’t thought he’d be gone so soon! I instantly regretted not having slept with Chris. I had been too chicken to bring it up to him again, but I should have brought it up, I knew. Now he was going to have to go home, and we’d hardly have any time at all to say goodbye. I was inwardly beating myself up. Then Ryan announced that Chris was safe, and I instantly felt bad for Jordin, even though I was thrilled to death that Chris was safe. She was crying, and it made me feel absolutely horrible. She deserved to win more than the rest of us did. But it wasn’t over yet. Ryan then proceeded to tell her that she was safe, and that no one was going home. They would eliminate two next week. All of us just hugged, so happy that we all had another week to be together.
I then made a mental note to make sure that Chris and I would have a proper goodbye in advance just in case, Heaven forbid, he was sent packing the next week. I couldn’t let him leave without us both being one hundred percent secure in our relationship. After all, I loved him. I loved him so much it hurt.
B*********C
I nearly fainted when it was between Jordin and I on who was going home. My whole time with Blake flashed before my eyes. I saw us meeting, I saw both our first kisses including the dare and the one after the dare, and I saw our argument. I thought about us never having taken our love to the next level. I didn’t want to go home, not having slept with him. I was ready. In fact, I had never been more ready, and I wanted to be with him in that way. There was no doubt in my mind. I made a mental note to myself that sometime in the upcoming week, he and I would take the next step in our relationship. I just couldn’t be sent home without knowing what it felt like to really be with Blake.
After elimination, Blake and I did an interview together on American Idol Extra. I liked it a lot. I wished we could have announced that we were a couple, but I knew we couldn’t. Blake and I both liked to keep things private. Even so, it would have been fun to not have to hide it from everyone.
We had a fun interview though, and we had a blast flirting with each other even though we didn’t make it obvious that we were flirting.
At one point, when we were asked what we would do if we were both up there in the final two, Blake said something to the order of he would give me a little pound. He bumped his fist with mine. It was supposed to be completely innocent, but the hidden meaning in it was no secret between us. I knew then that by the end of the week, I would finally know what it was like to make love with Blake Lewis.
B*********C
I had hung with Jordin a little the week before, as had Chris, and I was sure that it was no secret to the fans that Jordin and I had gotten closer. I’m sure they could tell by the TV time we got together.
I wondered if the producers were becoming suspicious of Chris and I. Despite what the producers say, a gay relationship, or gay contestants, is not something they want to display. They keep gay contestants discreet, and gay relationships even more discreet. There was already talk from the fan base about Chris and I as a couple (or so I had heard), so I think the producers were trying to throw the fans off by pairing me with Jordin. They knew that Jordin and I were already close, so by making us appear even closer by way of the Ford videos, and by having her and I sit together on elimination night, they began pushing us together. Jordin and I found it funny, but Chris seemed a little upset. Therefore, I knew this week would be souly for Chris and I.
All through the week, Chris and I had not talked about the next elimination. I think we both knew he would be going home. It was no doubt that Phil, LaKisha, and Chris were all in danger, but somehow we all just knew that Chris and Phil would be the ones to go home.
Anyway, Chris and I went to dinner, clubs, and movies any free time we got. Then every night we would put our beds together, get naked with each other, and do everything but have sex. I know we both wanted to sleep together, but something was holding us both back. I think we were both waiting for the other to bring it up. I just hoped that Chris would bring it up before I had to. After all, I had always been ready to take our relationship to the next step. Now the ball was in his court. No pun intended.
B*********C
The week had been amazing. Blake and I had gotten closer than we had ever been before, and it was just so amazing to be able to hang out just the two of us again without Jordin. Don’t get me wrong. I loved Jordin like a kid sister, but even big brothers need breaks from their kid sisters—
especially to be with their lover.
Anyway, the Friday before our performances, we finished rehearsals for the day, and we were then free to do what we wanted. I knew then that tonight was the night. I would sleep with Blake. I wanted it more than anything. I was ready for him. So, I pulled him aside.
“Blake, I was thinking we could go out to dinner just the two of us, and then come back to our room. I have a surprise for you,” I told him.
Blake smiled. “All right. Sounds good. We can eat, and then come back here for some alone time.”
I nodded. “That would be perfect.”
We smiled at each other.
“Just the two of us?” Blake murmured in my ear. He was so close that his nose was nuzzling against my ear.
I smiled shyly and nodded. “Just the two of us.”
“I can hardly wait,” he said. He ran a hand up my chest, and then started walking towards the exit. He turned around and smiled at me, motioning me to follow him.
I grinned, and shook my head at how nervy he was. The others could have looked back and seen us acting like more than best friends. They hadn’t seemed to notice, but still, Blake sure took risks. I didn’t mind though, for it was exciting.
I ran to catch up with Blake, and then we left together for the mall.
B*********C
I always loved going to dinner and other places with Chris, just the two of us. I felt like we were actually on a real date. Actually, we were. Chris and I knew it was a date, and that was all that mattered.
As we ate, I couldn’t help but watch Chris. He was so beautiful even when eating. I couldn’t imagine ever living without him. I was going to miss him so much when he left.
He seemed to notice me string, and he looked up and grinned at me. “What?”
I grinned too. “Nothing. I’m just noticing how sexy you are.”
Chris blushed. “You’re the sexy one.”
In response, I took off my shoe and began rubbing my foot gently over his crotch from underneath the table. “You mean this kind of sexy?” I asked innocently.
Chris moaned. “Blake….” His voice was barely audible, and I knew I was driving him wild.
I stopped. “You can have more later if you’d like,” I said with a sly smile.
“That better be a promise!” Chris said.
We grinned at each other.
Our food came then, and we began to eat.
Oh it was a promise all right! He could count on it.
B*********C
After dinner, we paid the bill and left the tip, and then Blake had to go to the bathroom.
I told him I’d wait for him outside. I suddenly had an idea that I planned on looking into once I was alone outside.
Once I was outside, I took out my cell phone and called up the Sunset Marquis Hotel. I figured why not get Blake and I a hotel? It would be nice to be able to make love with him in private without having to worry about anyone overhearing us, or figuring out exactly what we were doing.
Someone picked up on the third ring.
I then talked to the hotel clerk, asking if there was a room open for that night. I knew Blake and I couldn’t stay there overnight because of curfew, but we could at least stay for three hours, which would be more than enough time for us to have some romantic time alone together.
They ended up having a room, so I gave my credit card information and my name over the phone.
When everything was set up, I said goodbye and clicked off just as Blake came outside to join me.
“Who was that?” he asked with a smile.
I grinned. “It’s another part of my surprise. We have to go back to the house for a moment so that I can get the first part of my surprise, then we can go to another part of my surprise.”
Blake grinned. “What are you up to C-Rich?” he asked, using one of my nicknames.
“You’ll just have to wait and see B-Shorty,” I said with a wink, using one of his.
Blake smiled, and shook his head.
We then headed back to the house so that I could get the massage oils I had bought to use on Blake. I had a feeling this was going to be one amazing night. How could it not be?
B*********C
I wondered what Chris had planned. I honestly had no idea. When we got back to the hotel, he grabbed a small paper bag and placed a few things in it from the bedside drawer, and then turned to me. “You ready to go?”
“Go where? And what did you just put in that bag?” I asked with a smile.
“That’s for me to know and you to find out,” he said with a wink.
I followed him out of the room, wondering what the heck he had planned. Though with Chris, I knew it had to be something good.
“We will still be alone, right?” I asked. I hoped he wasn’t inviting Jordin to get back at me for that one week.
“I promise you it will only be us,” Chris said with his beautiful smile. “Now no more questions. Just wait and see,” he ordered.
I sighed, and followed him outside.
There was a van and driver waiting to take us to wherever Chris had planned for us.
I got in the back, and Chris got in the back after telling the driver where we would be going. Unfortunately, I couldn’t hear where he said.
“I promise you, you’re going to love the surprise,” he said.
He leaned in and gave me a quick kiss on the lips.
I smiled, and then pulled him in for a longer lasting kiss. I had no doubt in my mind that I would.
B*********C
Almost the whole way to the hotel, Blake and I made out. I knew we could because the windows were tinted, and aside from the driver, who didn’t make our business his, we were the only two in the van.
Our hands roamed underneath the other’s shirts, and we kissed anywhere we could reach on the other—
above the waist. We were sure if we tried to do anything more in the fan, the driver would be forced to make it his business.
Anyway, it was a short drive, and finally we were at the hotel.
Blake had gotten a call from his mother on the way, and he was still talking to her, so I couldn’t quite get his reaction yet.
I got out of the van first, and I don’t know how they even knew about us, but there were journalist and photographers there, snapping pictures of us. It was really annoying. At least they couldn’t get to us in the hotel, I knew.
Blake peered his head out from the van. I hoped he didn’t think I had asked the photographers and journalists to come.
He finished with his call. “Chris, what are they doing here?” he asked as he hung up.
“Come on people, clear away. There’s nothing to see here. Let the boys have their privacy,” our driver said. Thank God he was also a security guard.
Surprisingly and thankfully, the reporters left, even though they were reluctant.
“Thanks, man,” I said to our driver.
“Don’t mention it. When do you want me to pick you back up?” he asked.
“Ten-thirty will be fine please,” I requested.
He nodded.
Blake got out of the van, and handed me my bag. “You forgot this. Don’t worry—
I didn’t peak.” He smirked. “So what are we doing at a hotel?”
I grinned. “Surprise! I decided to get us a room for a few hours. I told the driver not to pick us up until ten-thirty.”
Blake smiled. “This might be interesting.
“Come on,” I said nodding, towards the hotel entrance.
Blake then followed me in. I could hardly wait to get our room! Tonight was our night, and nothing would ever stop Blake and I from being together. Nothing.
B*********C
I was still in awe, even after Chris had gotten our room key. We headed up the elevator to the top floor, and got our room.
I whistled when I saw the room. “Wow. What is this, the presidential suite?”
Chris grinned. “You would be surprised what people are willing to give us now that we’re on American Idol.”
I licked my lips. “There’s only one king bed.”
Chris set the paper bag down on the bed stand, and then pulled me close. “That’s all we need, isn’t it?”
“Don’t you know it,” I said.
We kissed for a few moments, falling back onto the bed at one point.
After a moment, Chris sat up straight. “I want you to remove your clothes so that I can give you one of the two remaining surprises I have for you.”
“I like where this is going!” I said. I was starting to become aroused at thoughts of why Chris could possibly need me naked.
I began to strip, and Chris went over to the bag and took out something.
“What’s that?” I asked.
“When you were busy pouting in the corner that time we went shopping with Jordin, I got a pack of hot oils to use on you. I just have to heat them up in the microwave. There are four scents. Do you want vanilla, coconut, strawberry, or cotton candy?” he asked, holding up the pack so that I could see it better.
“Mm, this is a very nice surprise I must say. You pick whatever turns you on, baby,” I said. All that mattered to me was turning him on. I really hoped the last surprise was sleeping with me. I didn’t mean to sound sleazy, but I really wanted him badly. I had been waiting far too long. Not that I wasn’t willing to wait. I’d have waited forever for Chris.
“I think I’ll choose the cotton candy since to me, you’re sweet like candy,” he said.
“You’re so corny,” I said with a laugh.
“But you love me for it,” he said. He quickly blushed at his choice of words.
I did love him for it, but so far, neither of us had said I love you to the other.
“I only have to heat it up for ten seconds. It warms up quick,” he said right after, trying to change the subject. He put the oil in the microwave, shut the door, and set the microwave up. He then pressed start.
“All right. I’m naked now, so I’m totally ready for it,” I informed him.
He didn’t look until the timer buzzed. He took the oil out, and then walked to the bed, where I was lying on my back.
He set the oil on the bed stand, and then he stripped off his shoes and socks. Next, and undid his belt, button, and zipper, and slid his pants off as well. Last to go was his shirt. He left his boxers on, much to my dismay.
“Lie on your stomach,” he ordered.
I did as told, and he straddled me from behind, resting himself on my legs.
I sucked in a breath and slowly let it out as he began rubbing the oil into my shoulders, and then down my back.
“Mm, that cotton candy does smell good,” I noted.
“Mm, and it really turns me on,” Chris said. He moved his hands down lower over my butt, and it took all I had in me not to turn around and ravish him right then and there.
Next, he massaged the backs of my legs and my feet, and then he gently turned me around and began doing it all over again, only this time with my front.
I moaned as he got onto my nipples. “You’re really making it hard for me not to ravish you right now. You know that, right?” I asked him.
He grinned. “I know.”
He continued down over my sides, stomach and bellybutton, and then down to my thighs, legs, and feet. He skipped right over my groin area, and my self-control was quickly melting away.
“What’s wrong?” he asked as he moved onto massaging both sides of me, where my legs met my thighs.
“You’re massaging that stuff everywhere but where I need it the most,” I said.
“You mean here? He asked, finally beginning to stroke me with the oils.
“Oh yes…” I hissed.
He continued to stoke me slowly, and then he moved down to my balls.
“I nearly jumped off the bed, but he held me down, and continued to stroke me.
“But in order for my third surprise, I think it’s more appropriate that I massage you here.”
I gasped as he began massaging fingers into my backside. “Does this mean…?” I asked.
Chris smiled and nodded, and let another finger inside. “I really want to be with you, Blake. I think we both know that I’m going to be one of the ones eliminated next. I don’t want to leave without having experienced this with you. I want to be with you, Blake. I want to know that we’re together in every sense of the way before I have to leave you.”
I bit my lips as he let another finger in, and then another.
“Chris, we don’t have to do this. I promise you that even if we don’t sleep together, I’m not going to leave you. Remember, we still have our apartment to look forward to after the tour.” As much as I wanted this, I didn’t want him to feel that he had to do this in order for us to stay together.
“I know, but I want to do this, Blakey. Please can we do this? I want to be one with you,” he pleaded.
“Chris, I want this so much right now. As long as you’re one hundred percent sure that you want this, then I say let’s do this right now,” I said.
Chris finished his preparation. He set the bottle down, and then took out the other thing he had put in the brown paper bag—
the condoms.
I took it from him. With a smile, ripped the package open with my teeth, and then put it on him, my eyes locked with his the whole time.
He kissed me. “Thank you.” He picked up the oil again, and quickly coated his condom-covered erection with it before setting the oil back down. The oil was nearly gone now.
He then embraced me, and I wrapped my arms around him, kissing him for all he was worth. I wanted him. No. I needed him, and I was finally going to have him.
B*********C
I was so aroused as I felt Blake’s hands slipping my boxers down and off. As we lay naked together, I pulled him even closer to me. “Are you ready?” I whispered in his ear before kissing down his ear, and down the side of his neck.
He closed his eyes for a moment, and then opened them again. “Yes, Chris. Do it. I want to feel you inside of me,” he whispered in my ear.
I moaned. I couldn’t stop then if I tried.
As I entered him, I took it slow the whole time. Blake’s and my eyes were locked with each other’s as I entered him and he held tightly to my sides.
“Are you all right? I’m not hurting you, am I?” I asked with concern.
He shook his head “No. You’re doing perfect, Chris. Just continue to go slow, all right?” he asked.
I nodded, and continued making my way inside of him.
Once I was completely inside of him, we kissed, and I just paused inside of him, giving him a few moments to adjust.
We still hadn’t said I love you to each other, but we didn’t need to. The way he kissed me said it all.
After a few moments, Blake spoke again. “I’m ready for more now.” He kissed the side of my neck, and then my lips. “Please?”
I nodded, and then began my rhythm. I just hoped that I could continue giving Blake pleasure as I did this, because to me, there was no one who deserved it more than Blake.
B*********C
I moaned as Chris sent waves of pleasure through me with every move he made. He was so good! It was better than anything I had ever experienced with a woman.
“Oh my gosh, like that!” My head instantly jerked back and my eyes rolled back with it in pleasure. I don’t know if it was the way Chris had angled himself or what, but I had never felt anything that good before in my life.
“Want me to do it again?” Chris asked in such a way that I nearly lost it right then and there. I held back so that I could feel him do that again. “Yes, please!”
“You like that, baby? Hm?” He asked. He nipped down the side of my neck, leaving his mark, and over and over again, he did what he had been doing.
“Yes, Chris, yes….”
“Mm, Blake…” Chris was finding it hard saying my name. I could tell by how it came out choked.
He hit that spot again, and I let out a long groan. I couldn’t hold back any longer. I came forcefully.
Chris came almost the same time after I did, I don’t know if it was me losing it that sent him over the edge or what.
I cried out Chris’ name, and he called out mine.
Together, we just stayed in each other’s arms for a moment, with him still inside of me. We breathed heavily in and out as we tried to catch our breaths and come back down from our orgasmic highs.
Eventually, Chris had to pull out of me, but we stayed in each other’s arms and kissed for a while.
I loved him so much, and even if he hadn’t said it, I knew he loved me too. And as we lay in each other’s arms, I hoped that we would be together forever.
B*********C
Blake started drifting off to sleep.
I looked at the clock and saw that we still had a good two and a half hours there. A little nap wouldn’t hurt us. I ditched my condom, and then I set the alarm for nine o’clock just in case we didn’t wake up early enough. I wanted to have some more time awake together in our hotel before we had to leave.
Finally, I lay back down and pulled Blake into my arms underneath the covers.
I kissed his forehead. He was sleeping now.
“I love you,” I whispered, even though I knew he couldn’t here me.
I fell asleep, pretending that Blake was my husband, and this was our honeymoon. I could only dream.
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