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Lost in L.A. (COMPLETE)	By : JDLady Category: Individual Celebrities > Johnny Depp Views: 5384 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Johnny Depp. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Johnny’s hand lay on the small of my back as he slowly led me through the crowd. I was still slightly dizzy and a little lightheaded and I prayed me knees would stop shaking. From the look of him you would think nothing had happened. The jacket of his suit hung low enough that it hid the bulge in his pants and he walked with such ease and grace you never would know how aroused he was. I, on the other hand, was well aware that my hair was slightly mussed and my face had a damp sheen from sweat. The only sign Johnny wore was the small wet mark on his shoulder from where I had sunk my teeth into him.

“Well kids, are you ready to blow this hotdog stand?” Tracy had emerged from the crowd almost miraculously. For no known reason, I suddenly felt guilty, as if I was running out of my best friend’s birthday party. She looked at me and furrowed her brows in concern. “Emily, are you alright dear? You look all flushed.” I felt as if Tracy could see right through me and read my mind.

“Oh, I think I just had a little too much to drink, that’s all.”

“Ok then dear, why don’t I take you home?”

As Tracy turned to head towards the door Johnny laid a hand on her shoulder. “Actually Tracy, I think I’ll take Emily home, if you don’t mind?” He sounded so passive that I wondered if he still planned on making love to me. I tried to remember what a fine actor he was and, perhaps, that also made him a fine liar. It was something I would have to remember in my dealings with him. But despite his attempts, Tracy seemed wise to him.

“Sure Johnny, you do that,” she said with a knowing smile. It was then that I realized that, as my agent, Tracy would know everything about me. “Just make sure you get some sleep tonight Emily. We have that meeting with Spielberg’s people in the morning.”

I nodded and she gave us a wink before tuning and moving back into the crowd again. Johnny and I exchanged a quick glance before he pressed his hand into my back and led me out the door into the warm night air.

I stood and watched him as he handed the valet his car ticket and pulled a pack of cigarettes from the pocket of his jacket. He fished out two and held one out to me.

“No thanks. I’m actually trying to quit,” I said, subtly waving off the tempting stick.

He smiled at me before placing the cigarette in his mouth. “Yeah, me too,” he said before lighting it. I laughed as I watched him inhale, taking in the sight of his perfect high cheekbones as he sucked in the smoke. He grinned when he caught me staring at him and exhaled through his nostrils, sending that old familiar craving for nicotine tingling on my tongue. It just seemed too much to resist. My body had yet to recover from my orgasm and the idea of the sweet smoke was too tempting. As he brought the cigarette to his lips again, I gently swiped it from his fingers and took a long, slow drag. I could actually feel the drug seeping into my system, running through my blood, as the smoke spread to my lungs. I wasn’t aware how much I had missed it.

“You’re a bad influence on me Johnny,” I said, handing the cigarette back to him.

He leaned down to me, his dark hair falling on the sides of his face, framing his powerful eyes. “I can’t wait to see what other bad things I can influence.” I would have laughed had his eyes and breath not sent another surge of moisture between my legs. His deep voice seemed to vibrate though my body and I wondered if he could make me come just by talking. The driver pulled up Johnny’s car in that instant and I was relieved I wouldn’t have to search my frazzled mind for a response.

Johnny held the passenger side door open for me and as I slid into the leather seat, I had a sudden déjà vu of the last time we had done this. That night which seemed so long ago had begun in this way. But unlike last time, I knew what was in store for me and the excitement pulsed through my body like a thunder storm. I followed him with keen interest as he moved into the driver’s seat and took off.

As I gave him the brief directions to my apartment I began to feel the nerves sink in. He was going to see where I lived. This was judgment day, I thought. This was no longer a one night stand in a highbrow hotel with a movie star. We were now colleagues who had already slept together. Hell, he’d already made me come once that night. No, this was different. I didn’t know what to call it but I felt a combination of nervousness and exhilaration at the thought that he was about to be in my home and bed.

I opened the window and let the sultry sea air cool my face. It smelled like the ocean and excitement and I leaned back to enjoy it as I felt Johnny’s hand caress my leg. I turned to look at him as he focused on the road, his hair blowing gently from my open window.

“Did you know you’d be taking me home tonight?” I asked over the soft sound of the wind. Johnny glanced over at me and smiled. It was a shy smile and something about it made my tummy melt.

“Hoped is a better word.” That surprised me. From the little I knew of him I assumed he was a pillar of confidence. Surely no woman had ever rejected him. What woman in her right mind would? But knowing that small detail gave me a sense of strength. I felt somewhat more in control and perhaps even a little dominant. I turned my body towards him and slid my hand under the jacket of his suit. The skin of his chest felt warm under the white shirt and I rubbed my palm over his nipple through the thin material. Johnny had to focus on the road and I felt him swerve slightly as I leaned in to suck on his neck. His skin tasted salty and warm as I nipped and licked up and down the column, feeling his veins protrude under my lips. I moved my hand lower until it rested above the tent his erection created at the crotch of his pants. His breath quickened and I felt the car swerve again. I knew if I wanted to survive this car ride I had better not stir him up to much. But it was thrilling to know that I could. I gave his neck one last kiss and sat back in my seat, returning my hands to my lap. Johnny sat up and brushed the hair from his face.

“You’re a fucking tease, Emily,” he sighed, adjusting himself. His hard cock was clearly making him uncomfortable and I took some obscene pleasure in that. I liked the idea that he was somehow aching for me.

“I’m a lot more compliant when the person in question isn’t operating heavy machinery,” I said. “But not to worry. Turn left here.” Johnny turned the car into my apartment complex and parked by the entrance.

As we walked into my apartment, I felt my confidence start to dwindle. The place was a little messy and not very lived in. I wasn’t sure if I even wanted him to see it. But as I hesitated turning on the light, I felt his arms curl around me and his lips work the back of my neck and shoulder. His tongue grazed over my skin, enflaming every inch of me. I moved my hands behind me, pulling his hips closer to my body. I could feel his cock pressing into my lower back as his hands moved up my stomach, cupping my breast and finally to the straps of my dress. He tucked his fingers into the straps and began to slide the dress down, over my arms and hips, finally letting it fall to the floor, pooling around my ankles.

As his hands held me around the waist he began to move his tongue down my back. The lower I felt the wetness, the more aware I was of him moving to his knees behind me. We were in the center of my living room and I had no where to put my hands or steady myself. I was shaking slightly as his fingers dipped under the elastic of my panties and moved them down my legs. When they reached my ankles, I stepped out of them and looked down to see the thin strip of black flung onto the floor in front of me. Johnny’s hands and mouth worked their way up my legs. The stubble on his chin tickled the sensitive skin behind my knee and he kissed up my leg, the back of my thigh, the curve of my ass. The lips and hands traveled their way up my back until he was standing behind my naked body. Standing in the dark room in just my black heels I never felt so exposed. Something about that, as well as the knowledge that Johnny was still fully dressed behind me, thrilled me.

I leaned my body back into him, feeling the cool material of his suit against my back. I reached back to grasp his hair as he adorned my neck with his tongue and teeth. His hands were warm against my skin and he moved them to my breasts, molding them in his palms. He pinched my nipples and I gasped as the sting turned into a tingle, before he pinched them again and I could feel myself getting wetter. I snaked one of my hands behind me and held his engorged cock, rubbing it beneath his pants. His breath was raspy and erratic and I knew he needed some release.

“Turn around,” he demanded. His deep voice was hot and damp against my skin. He dropped his hands from my breasts and I turned to face him. I wasn’t able to look him in the eye at first. I felt my submissiveness to the core. Standing fully naked before him, feeling the heat of his gaze on my body, I knew who was in control. While I usually preferred to be the dominant one, telling my lover exactly what to do and how to touch me, I felt Johnny knew what I needed without direction. And so as I looked into the black pools of his eyes, I prepared myself to follow his every command.

Johnny’s eyes scanned my body before he moved forward and closed the small space between us. He cupped my face in his hands before leaning down to kiss me, filling my mouth with his tongue. My moan was lost in his mouth as out tongues swirled together and my nipples grazed the rough material of his suit. I slid my hands under the shoulders of his jacket and it fell to the floor. He continued to kiss me as we both worked to undo the buttons of his shirt. He pulled it from his body and tossed it carelessly before wrapping his arms around me, pressing our chests together. The erection in his pants pressed painfully into my pelvis.

“Christ, Emily. I need to fuck you now,” he growled between hungry kisses. He pushed me back as I undid the buttons and zipper of his pants. I fell back onto the couch and looked up at him, towering above me. I watched as he quickly removed his shoes and socks and I took off my heels. He pulled down his pants and underwear and I licked my lips in anticipation as I saw his hard cock already pearling at the tip. He crawled onto the couch above me and I spread my legs for him to lay between them. But before he could enter me I grabbed his cock and rubbed the engorged head along my slit, covering it with my wetness. His cock throbbed in my hand as I heard him pant above me.

“Enough of that,” he said, before forcefully pushing into me, filling me with his entire length.

“Oh fuck,” I cried as my body adjusted to his size. I hadn’t remembered him filling me so fully and I marveled at how enormous he felt inside me. He began to move slowly, pulling almost completely out before driving back inside. I wrapped my legs around his hips and pressed my palms into his back as he bent down to suck the skin beneath my jaw.

“You have the sweetest little cunt Emily. Fuck, I missed it.” His words excited me to no end and I felt myself nearing the edge. He continued the slow pace, allowing me to feel every ridge of his cock inside me. But I needed him to move faster. I needed the friction before coming. I rocked my hips, urging him to move faster.

“Oh god, Johnny, make me come,” I begged. He had seemed so desperate to get inside me that I had no idea how he was able to tease me this way. He lifted his head from my neck and gave me a half smile, his eyes mischievous.

“Not yet,” he whispered, peering down at me.

“But I’m so close.” He kept moving slowly inside me.

“You’ll come when I tell you to come.” He was panting and his skin was starting to glisten from sweat. Everything about him excited me and I didn’t know if I could obey his command.

“Please, Johnny, let me come,” I pleaded, grinding my hips into his.

“Not yet.” His voice was sterner.

“Please!” I was almost yelling. I could feel the first waves of my orgasm already approaching.

He snaked his hand between our bodies and massaged my swollen clit with his fingers. With that I wasn’t able to hold out and he knew it.

“You want to come?” His voice was so deep and breathless.

“Yes,” I whispered, flinging my head and arms back, grasping the arms of the couch.

“I can’t hear you,” he egged on, rubbing my clit angrily.

“Yes!” I screamed as I came hard around his cock and into his hand. “Oh god, yes.” My orgasm flooded me and my body jerked with every spasm.

Johnny finally grabbed my hips and began to pound into me. He growled and clenched his teeth as he pumped quickly, his skin slapping loudly against mine. I felt my inner muscles tightening around his cock and with a loud moan and a heavy thrust, I felt him explode inside me. He came in the midst of the last spasms of my orgasm and I clutched his body as he thrust into me for the final time. He collapsed on top of me and we held each other as the last shudders escaped our bodies.

As Johnny slipped out from me and rolled to his side, I felt how sticky and damp our bodies were. The room was suddenly painfully warm. Even so, Johnny held me in his arms as we lay side by side on the couch.

“I waited four months for that,” I finally said, no longer caring if Johnny knew how much I had been wanting him.

“Me too. We shouldn’t wait so long for the next time.” This surprised me but also warmed me. I liked that Johnny thought there would be a next time.

“Yeah, but next time, I’m gonna make you at least buy me a drink first.” Johnny laughed and I curled up into his arms, tired, spent, and unbelievably happy.
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