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This Time Around	By : Daisygirl1315 Category: Reality TV > American Idol/Pop Idol Views: 11904 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the people I am writing about in this fanfiction. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Without a knock, I barged into Simon’s dressing room.

“Okay, do you want to tell me what that was all- - oh hey Terri,” I said, as I discovered the two of them in his room, she perched on his couch as he stood by his dresser, taking a drag of his cigarette.

“Hey Paula,” Terri responded, oddly cheerily.

“Do you know if Quentin is still here?” she asked. “I need to interview him for Extra.”

At the sound of Quentin’s name, Simon grunted, so low it was barely audible. I eyed him curiously before returning my attention to Terri.

“Yeah, I just saw him, he was headed towards the parking lot,” I said, motioning with my hand.

“Ooh, okay,” she responded, jumping up. “See you at home darling,” she said as she kissed Simon on the cheek. “See ya Paula.”

“Bye,” I responded, half waving as she disappeared out of the room.

“What is wrong with you?” I asked as I made my way towards Simon, softly rubbing his denim covered thigh.

“What’s wrong?” Oh, nothing’s wrong. No, nothing at all.”

I threw him an incredulous sideways glance, knowing he was lying.

He eyed me for a moment before he spoke.

“ ‘Oooh, Quentin, that’s so funny! That was a good one!! I like that! No, I don’t want you to go, I want you to stay! Kill Cowell, oh that’s the funniest damn thing I heard all day. Hahaha, oh Quentin, you’re so funny! The whole night was great, I loved having you here!!’ “ he imitated me, using a high pitched voice and throwing his hands around for emphasis.

I watched him with amusement, my mouth agape.

“Jealous much?” I asked simply.

“What?” he asked, his eyes narrowing.

“You’re jealous.”

“I am not jealous.”

“You are too! What else would you call that? You were pouting like a two year old the entire night. Aww, poor boy didn’t get all the attention,” I cooed, ruffling his hair.

“I wasn’t jealous Paula. That twit may be a distraction, but I am most certainly not jealous.”

“Distraction?” I asked skeptically. “Sounds a lot like jealousy to me.”

He crossed his arms, as he clenched his jaw, studying me through narrowed eyes.

“Well, listen Simon, I’m going to go ahead and go. When you get out of this funk you’re in, you let me know,” I said, gathering my things and making my way to the door.

“Jealous,” I coughed, as I turned my back to him.

With that I felt him grab my right arm and slam me to the nearest wall, pinning me there with his strong, muscular body. My head fell back against the framing with a thud as my eyes wildly studied his face, my breaths shallow from the surprise.

His face was practically on mine, his short breaths hitting my face as he breathed hard, staring me down.

“Don’t you dare say I was jealous again because I was not jealous. You haven’t seen jealousy from me and you never will. He’s a twit of a film director, and a twit of a man, and if I was going to be jealous of something, he would not be my pick,” he seethed. “I don’t care that he took the focus off of me tonight, I don’t even care that he took your focus off of me tonight.”

“Then what is it?” I asked, almost afraid, at this point, to find out the answer.

“Fine, you want to know? I’ll tell you.”

“F-fine,” I stuttered, my voice small.

“Ever since day one, ever since the first day I met you, since the first day you walked in with that pretty little ass, with your breasts, pushed up, and staring me down. Teasing me. Tempting me. Ever since that day there has only been one image on my mind. One fantasy that kept me sane, and a lot of times almost made me go insane. I have wanted to fuck you, to fuck you senseless, on that stage. I wanted to hear you moan, to hear you shout my name, to hear you scream with cries of ecstasy, to feel you tremble and writhe beneath me as I fucked you so hard, you thought you’d never be the same woman again. And I had planned to do that this afternoon. Funny thing about that though…. Tarantino interrupted us. And I do not like to be interrupted,” he growled, pressing me harder against the wall.

I made a few incoherent sounds as I searched for some way to respond. Before I could form a sentence, however, he continued, his words pouring out a mile a minute.

“And not only was I interrupted when I told him what my plans where, when he knew why I was going into that auditorium after my meeting with him, he knew what he would be interrupting. And then there was you. You, who claimed to not like Tarantino in the first place, were falling all over yourself and all over him.”

He stopped, out of breath.

I raised an eyebrow.

“But you’re not jealous…” I said dubiously, in more of a statement than a question.

With a sudden force he pushed himself off the wall, away from me, and stormed to the other end of the room.

“Jealous? Jealous?! Fine, yeah, Paula, think what you want. Yeah, I’m jealous. Right. Well you can leave now, and be perfectly self satisfied in thinking I’m jealous if that’s what you want to think. And since you seem to delight in that, why don’t you just go fuck Tarantino while you’re at it? That should just push me over the edge and make you perfectly happy,” he practically yelled, turning his back on me as he reached for a smoke.

I sighed and walked over to him, reaching for his hand.

He looked up at me curiously, the anger still flashing in his eyes.

“C’mon,” I said as I took his hand.

“What are you doing?” he asked tentatively.

“Shh,” I said, taking the smoking cigarette from his mouth and pressing an index finger to his lips. “Follow me.”

I heard his audible sigh from behind me as I stepped out into the hall, looking back and forth for any onlookers standing in the hallway.

Surprisingly, no one was there. In fact, the whole studio seemed like a ghost town. Most of the lights were dimmed, and there wasn’t another person in sight.

I lead him to the auditorium entrance, just as I saw a janitor getting ready to lock the doors.

“Oh, Jimmy, is it?” I asked, flashing the janitor a bright smile as I read his nametag.

“Yes ma’am,” the short man said, nodding towards me and Simon, who had lit another cigarette. “Can I help you?”

“I think I left my scarf in there,” I said sweetly. “Is there any way I can get back in there before you lock the doors?”

“Oh yes ma’am,” he said. “Just make sure you lock the door when you leave,” he responded, still looking curiously between me and Simon.

“Thank you,” I said, pressing a quick kiss to the man’s cheek.

“No problem,” he said, tipping his hat to me. I linked my pinky with Simon’s forefinger, leading him into the room, flashing him an evasive smile. I peeked a quick glance at his face as we entered the darkened room, only lit by security lights. However, even with the dimmed lighting, I could tell that his look of anger was replaced by a cheeky smile, and even a hint of lust, dancing in his brown eyes.

Without a word I lead to him to his chair at the judges table, straddling him as he sat down.

Cupping his face between my hands, I softly kissed his lips. A groan emanated from his lips as I traced them slowly, sensually, with my tongue. With a groan he wrapped a large hand around my neck, pulling my face closer to his as he opened his mouth, allowing my tongue entrance into his hot slickness. I slanted my lips over his as our kiss deepened, tongues moving and caressing rhythmically as my hips rotated over his pelvis, gyrating, waking the sleeping Big Ben.

My eyes fluttered open as his fingers lightly traced my jawline, my skin tingling from the feather-like touch. When my eyes fully opened, I noticed his were open as well, watching me.

As we kissed we kept our eyes open, studying each other.

Somehow being able to stare into the depths of his big brown eyes as our tongues explored made the experience all the more lascivious.

I shifted in his lap, moving closer so that my arms could completely encircle his neck, pulling him impossibly close.

My breasts pressed against his chest, erotically, sensually.

I broke the kiss momentarily, panting for breath before I slanted my head in the opposite direction, my mouth claiming his once again.

He groaned as I gyrated my hips, his large cock hardening beneath me. I smiled coquettishly, loving how I could get such an immediate response from his cock.

His hands made their way to my blazer where he worked the large buttons, undoing them one by one until I my breasts were fully exposed.

I shimmied out of the jacket, stifling a grin as he looked on, astounded.

“No bra?”

“Left it off, just for you,” I said in my best sex-kitten voice.

With a growl he captured my lips again, pushing the blazer off my shoulders and cupping the heavy weight of my breasts in both hands.

He kneaded them softly, using his expert thumbs to massage each of my nipples, quickly turning them into hardened peaks.

My head softly rolled back as his mouth made its way down the column of my throat, stopping at his favorite, and my most sensitive, spot on my neck.

There his gentle touch was lost as he bit into my skin with a growl, sucking the tender flesh into his mouth with a vengeance. Nerve impulses shot through my body as he continued to devour my skin, all of my senses coming alive.

I groaned as he sucked harder and harder before releasing the cord of muscle, gently running his tongue over the inflamed skin.

“Mmm Simon,” I said as his mouth traveled down farther, nipping quickly at my breast.

Suddenly he picked me up, as we moved to the stage.

He walked up the stairs and stood right over the huge “American Idol” logo, where bent his legs and laid me down softly, kneeling over me.

“Much better,” he said happily, as he continued the ministrations on my breasts. His mouth encircled the entire nipple, nibbling and sucking on them, then he blew cool puffs of air on each, causing them to become painfully hardened.

I groaned as I arched my back, pressing my breast into his mouth, my hands threaded through his thick, black hair.

As he nestled himself comfortably between my spread thighs, we kissed again.

Slow and lazily this time, he alternated nibbling on my upper lip with exploring my hot mouth with his shrewd tongue.

My nails lightly tickled the flesh on the back of his neck, and I felt the goosebumps rise in his skin. I trailed my nails lightly up and down his masculine back as we kissed, for what seemed like a blissful eternity.

I groaned as he undid the clasp of my slacks, encouraging me to lift my hips in order to slide them off of me.

I did so, and watched, amused, at his discovery of my lack of underwear.

“For me?” he asked, looking up to meet my eyes.

I nodded amorously.

“Such a naughty, naughty girl,” he said, igniting my carnal desires as he softly kissed his way down my stomach.

He stopped at my navel, where he used his tongue to fuck it, thrusting in and out of my belly button.

Then he continued his path downwards, kissing and lightly sucking the inside of my spread thighs, lavishing most of his attention outside my neatly trimmed curls.

I was already drenched, soaked, with anticipation of what was to come. My breathing was becoming more and more labored as his mouth worked its magic, effectively teasing and torturing me.

His tongue dipped between my lips once, lapping up my juices before vacating quickly.

“You taste so good,” he moaned as he moved back up to my mouth, his lips covered with my juices.

“Here, taste,” he said as he kissed me, the taste and smell of my arousal invading my senses.

“Mmm,” I moaned as we kissed, as I opened my mouth wider, giving him full access.

My hands tugged at his shirt, the desire to run my hands through his chest hair suddenly overwhelming me.

I rolled over so that I was straddling his hips, both of us sitting up together.

“Raise your arms,” I instructed him softly. He complied and I peeled the dark piece of clothing from his masculine body.

I kissed my way from his palms down the inside of his arms, making my way to his shoulders, where I planted featherlike kisses along his collarbone.

He was already working on unbuttoning his jeans, struggling to remove the denim confinement and release his painful erection.

I pushed his hands away, encouraging him to lie back as I unzipped them, sliding the trousers off his hips, his erection springing to life as it was released.

I took it in my hand, admiring its length and hardness, softly massaging the shaft and head.

He groaned as his hips involuntarily bucked off the stage at the contact.

I leaned down, breathing my warm, moist breath on it, as I took his balls in my left hand, rubbing them softly.

“Mmm Paula,” he groaned as his eyes fell shut, the pleasure already consuming him.

Suddenly he stopped me, pushing my head away from his cock.

“Wait, you first.”

I shot him a puzzled look.

“To apologize for being such an arse tonight,” he continued, looking at me with doe eyes.

I willingly complied, lying back and spreading my legs, as his face disappeared between my thighs.

A sly smile spread across my face right before his ministrations began.

Wasn’t I supposed to be proving what an unforgettable fuck I was?

Yeah, I thought so.

“I have a better idea,” I said, stopping him.

He looked up at me with interest, watching as I, once again, encouraged him to lie on his back. I climbed on top of him, my back facing him.

As I moved into a horizontal position on top of his body, I wiggled down so that I was face to face with his beautiful cock, his face at my mound.

“Such a naughty girl,” Simon said again, slapping my ass lightly before he slipped his tongue between my dripping lips.

Simultaneously, I licked my lips and ran my tongue up the length of his cock before I took it into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the head, as I took his balls in my hands, massaging them tenderly.

Then I curled my moistened lips around my teeth, and slid down, taking most of his length inside my mouth.

Immediately I began sucking, my cheeks hollowing as I pumped up and down on his shaft, alternating the pressure between hard and soft.

Removing my mouth from his cock, I licked my hand, moistening it before I wrapped it around his shaft and took him back in my mouth.

Holding my fist against my lips, I slid my hot mouth and hand up and down in sync, pressing my tongue against the base of his shaft.

Then, as he thrust in and out of my mouth, I flicked my tongue against the head, emanating a deep throated moan from him.

I shivered as his mouth worked its magic on me as well, his tongue traveling back and forth between my clit and my dripping core, before dipping in and out quickly.

As he French kissed my opening, his fingers tweaked my clit, rolling it softly between the pads of his fingers before giving it hard, quick pinches and thumps, which sent lightning bolts of electricity through my body, practically setting me on fire.

Removing his tongue from my vagina, he replaced it with his fingers, sliding them in and wiggling them before he curled them slightly, so that he could easily press into my g-spot.

As he did this, he rolled his tongue into a tube around the shaft of my clit, sliding it up and down so that my clit was fucking his tongue.

My hips bucked at the sensations and a deep moan emanated from my mouth, which pushed him overboard, the vibrations causing his cock to become even tighter.

I began sucking harder as his ministrations intensified, and I knew it wouldn’t be long before one, or the both of us, climaxed, as our primal instincts began taking over.

Regretfully, I released his cock from my mouth, also moving my throbbing clit away from his reach.

His face was a perfect picture of confusion and frustration, and if I hadn’t been so horny, I would have laughed.

Instead I lunged at him with a growl, devouring him as our mouths ravaged each other, lasciviously.

He pushed me backwards with such force, it knocked the breath out of me.

Not that I noticed anyway.

I had already quit breathing a long time ago.

He paused, as he towered over me, studying me momentarily before he kissed me again, hungrily.

Our tongues rolled and fought for dominance, as his hands explored my body.

I spread my legs wide, encouraging him to take care of the hunger only he could fill.

His wanton eyes were filled with lust as he wrapped his hands around my narrow hips, steadying them as he pressed his cock fully into my wanting core.

I screamed out, primal pleasure consuming every fiber of my being as he filled me completely.

He grunted as well as he balanced his weight on his arms, thrusting hard and deep.

With each thrust the intensity of my screams mixed with his groans of pleasure, creating an unusual, unique medley.

The acoustics caused our voices to echo throughout the room, heightening the experience even more.

No wonder he’d always fantasized about this room.

This was fantastic.

I felt him hook his forearms underneath my knees as he placed my legs over his shoulders, providing a new position which allowed him to slam even deeper inside of me.

I threw my head back, my eyes watering as the sheer ecstasy rolled through my body in ripples.

I writhed beneath him with every thrust, with every movement deeper and deeper inside my core.

My skin suddenly became extremely hot and all of my hair stood on its end as every nerve came alive.

It was coming.

“Come…I’m….I’m gonna…come,” Simon grunted between frantic thrusts.

I barely had enough time to squeeze out a “Me too” before we both exploded together, a high pitched mantra of “Simons” tumbling over my lips as his hot seed warmed my insides.

I trembled beneath him as his thrusts became slower, his cock quickly becoming flaccid inside of me.

“Oh God. Oh God, oh God, oh God,” I said, panting, as he collapsed on top of me, both of us desperately trying to regain some sort of breathing pattern.

“Wow,” he said as he rolled off of me. “That was bloody fantastic.”

”Unforgettable, wouldn’t you say? An unforgettable fuck?”

“Absolutely.”

That’s what I thought, I said to myself smugly.
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