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Cassie	By : RobbiesMonkey Category: Individual Celebrities > Orlando Bloom Views: 5086 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Six
"You sure you're alright? You seem a little edgy." Bonnie asked just as she was leaving for the night. Cassie nodded.
"Yeah it was just a long day and it was pretty stressful." She hadn't told Bonnie about what happened with Orlando and she didn't plan to, that was something she wanted to pretend hadn't happened.
"Well, you had some pretty uncomfortable situations. You coping ok?" Bonnie couldn't help but fall back into sober companion mode.
"Yeah, some of it is hard but nothing I can handle. I promise if its getting scary I will tell you." She meant that, Bonnie hugged her goodnight and left, Cassie locked the door to her hotel room and went to get changed for bed, a tank top and shorts. She was looking through a basket of snacks when there was a knock on the door. She assumed it was Bonnie back for something but she looked through the peephole first and saw it was Orlando, he gave a little wave and a smile and she panicked for a second. "Shit" She did not want to have this conversation with him.
"Cassidy?" He said through the door and she muttered shit again and opened the door a crack.
"Hey..." She said.
"Can I come in?" He asked, when she hesitated he added. "So no one sees or hears this." She stepped aside and let him in, as soon as he entered he pulled her to him and kissed her, slamming the door shut behind him. Cassie sighed against his mouth, to just kiss him with no one watching, no cameras, no thoughts was just so easy. He held her and walked her backward to the nearest couch, turned around and pulled her down with him so she straddled his lap, without once breaking the kiss. It wasn't as urgent as earlier, during the shoot, now they took their time, kissing lips, necks, ears, gently stroking skin, warm breath mingling, soft sighs and low moans. She lost track of time and the only things registering were senses; touch, taste, smell, sight and hearing. She broke from her haze when she felt his hands under her shirt, sliding it upward. She pulled back slightly, pushing his hands away.
"We can't do this." She said softly, he was not put off, and captured her nipple through her thin tank top. She let him tease the breast for a second and gently pushed his head away, "No, we can't." At her firm no he stopped, but didn't let her go, he looked into her eyes and desperately whined.
"Why not?"
"Chemistry." She replied.
"What?"
"What if we do this and then tomorrow there's no more chemistry? We can't risk it." She answered, her fingers still tracing soft circles at the nape of his neck. He leaned his forehead against her chin and let out a deep breath.
"Fuck chemistry." He decided. She let out a soft chuckle.
"This is too important to both of us." She reminded him. And he nodded his acceptance. She didn't want to do it but she slid off his lap and into the corner of the couch beside him, her legs folded up under her. "It's not that I don't want to.
"Oh I get that you want to. And I get why we shouldn't, right now."
"Right now?" She smiled raising an eyebrow in question.
"Yeah because at the wrap party I am going to..."
"What about Miranda? You're still married." She interrupted, saying what had been bothering her the most, she didn't want to be labeled as a homewrecker.
"That's done Cassidy. I wish it weren't but we are getting a divorce and it won't be long til its finalized." He answered, he looked so sad about it it made her wonder.
"Are you still in love with her?" She asked, scared of the answer.
"Yes. Absolutely but not like before. She gave me Flynn, I will always love her for that and for the incredible times we had. And I will always love the woman I married. But she isn't that woman anymore and I am not that man. We have changed and we can't go back but because of Flynn, we have promised to always be kind and gentle with each other, to be a family of some sort for him." She saw a hint of a tear in his eye and her respect for him grew even greater. She was also confused by her own feelings of relief, they were done so that left him...free for her? Was he even ready or interested in a relationship? Was she? Especially with someone who had a child? Now it was awkward silence; she had her answer but she didn't know how she should respond and if they weren't going to have sex would it stay awkward? This man had he so confused.
'You idiot! You shouldn't have said you still loved Miranda.' Orlando chastised himself. But what should he have said, he wouldn't ever lie about his feelings for her and he told the truth. And what did it matter anyway? He just wanted to have sex with Cassidy...didn't he? He couldn't just leave now that she said he wouldn't have sex, that would look really bad and he found that he didn't want to leave. Sure he still wanted to kiss her, lick her and fuck her but he liked the sound of her voice and she had a boisterous laugh when she let herself go, and he just wasn't ready to say goodnight to her yet.
"So what were you doing before I knocked on your door?" He asked her.
"I was looking for a snack." She told him. "Want something?" She asked getting up and going to the table with the basket of snacks. "There is nothing healthy in this box.
"Perfect." He grinned. They routed around, discussing each choice before deciding; when they were done they decided to share a can of Pringles and some Swedish fish. "Movie or TV?"
"There's a Walking Dead marathon on" She suggested and he nodded agreed. They sat back down on the couch facing the TV, found the station and snacked away. They were only about half an hour into the first episode when Orlando reached over and took Cassidy's hand in his. She smiled to herself with a silent sigh at just how delightful his thumb felt tracing tiny circles on her knuckles. When they got tired she followed him to the door to lock it.
"Good night Cassidy." He said before her took her chin between his thumb and finger, lifted her face to his and gave her a kiss.
"Night." She replied, then she opened the door, made sure no one was in the hall and let him out, waving to him once more before he shut his door. She was just getting into bed, after setting her alarm for the next morning when she got a text from him.
"Just remembered bathroom sex scene tomorrow. :)"
She laughed at the text but almost cried at the same time. Not again.
She looked so hot to him, in a cheap, trashy way. Her hair was a large mass of curls, heavy make up, short skirt and tight midriff baring shirt and high "fuck me" heels. The epitome of the small town girl out for a night of trouble. Just looking at her brought to mind the smell of her pussy, the taste of her skin and the image of that dark red lipstick smearing all over his cock as she sucked him off. It was a long time until he fell asleep the night before after leaving her, only managing to drift off after jerking off for the second time in an hour. It was like he was 14 years old and just discovered how amazing masturbation could be, he was doing it in the mornings and evenings everyday. "Morning." She said, walking over to him and Ward. They were on set today in a studio, they were filming a scene that took place in a bar, and ended up with them having sex in a bathroom stall. "How are you guys this morning?"
"Great. " Ward answered and Orlando nodded. "So I was just telling Orlando that we will start with you in the argument with Danny over by the door..." He couldn't hear Ward anymore, he was too busy staring at Cassidy's cleavage, the makeup lady had come over and was applying bronzer there, the brush sweeping quickly up and down that soft skin. "So we're good to go then?" Ward asked him, bringing him back to the conversation, he had no clue what was just said so he nodded and figured he could wing it.
The crew set up the shot for Cassidy and Luke to shot their big fight scene and Orlando took one of the chairs off set and pretended to study his script but really watched Cassidy as she took her place. There were nine days left in the shooting schedule, if everything went as it was planned to, they would wrap the movie and he would be back in LA in ten days. He was so excited to see Flynn, to hold his little man, play games with him and just be with him. Nothing felt better to Orlando then when Flynn was on his shoulders, his chubby hands holding onto Orlando's head, sometimes he would lightly smack the top of Orlando's head and tell him to go faster. But in nine days the movie would be done, he would get one night with Cassidy and then he would go home to LA and she would probably go back to Montana. They would see each other for promotions and premieres but that was months away and they could both have someone else by then. That was a sobering thought, that they would only have one night together.
It seemed a torturous morning for Orlando, he found himself worried for the sex scene that would occur later, he was terrified it would get out of hand again, he had to stay in control this time. And as each minute clicked by and his eyes barely left Cassidy the tension in him wound tighter and tighter. He used that tension later in the scenes he had to shoot with Luke and then later Cassidy. But he couldn't release the nervous ball of anticipation for that sex scene. And then Ward called cut and wrap on the current scene and the crew began to set up for the next one, the camera and lighting crew doing their magic on the bathroom set. Orlando dashed to his trailer with the short break, to reapply some deodorant and brush his teeth. Then he went back to set and allowed hair and makeup to touch him up, when they were done Ward was ready for the scene to begin. In the scene Orlando's character follows Cassidy's into the washroom and pulls her into the stall and they have sex. The set was cleared and Orlando and Cassidy took their marks, picking up the scene from where Jake follows Sarah into the restroom.
She was at the sink, gingerly touching the side of her face, Danny had just slapped her and left the bar. "What are you doing in here?" She asked, turning toward him.
"You can't just walk away." He answered, locking the door behind him.
"I told you already, what happened the other day was a huge stupid mistake on my part. And dangerous, we can't do this. I can't do this."
"Why do you let him do that to you?" he asked, moving toward her and softly stroking her cheek.
"He doesn't mean to hurt me..." She started making the usual excuses.
"If you were mine, I'd never hurt you." He vowed. She shook her head.
"That's never gonna happen."
"It can if you let it." He replied and leaned in to kiss her.
"Cut." Ward called out. "That was great guys lets take it from the top."
They repeated the scene four more times, on the fifth take Orlando followed Ward's direction to keep that first kiss almost chaste, as if it were a first kiss for both of them. He didn't touch her, with his hands or body, just his lips, mouth closed and just the barest movement of lips. He pulled back and looked into her eyes and like a dam bursting, pulled her to him and kissed her harder. As soon as she put her arms around his neck and grabbed a hold on his hair Orlando almost lost it, he couldn't keep the images of her giving him head in his trailer, her orgasming on camera and their heated make out session the night before. From far away, possibly from the next galaxy he faintly heard the word "chemistry" echoing. He shoved it aside with a growl and pulled her into the stall, there was no door on the stall, the set was supposed to be a really run down bar and the door to the stall was leaning up against the wall in the background, long ripped off by another customer and never replaced. In the stall he leaned up against her, grinding himself on her. He could barely keep track of her hands, they were every where, under his shirt, scratching his back, on his ass pulling him against her or buried in his hair.
"Jake..." She moaned against his lips and he cursed the name, he wanted his name to be on her lips. He pulled back for a moment, looked into her eyes and then moved his hands down to the hem of her skirt and started pulling it up.
"Cut." Ward called out. "That was great guys, perfect. " He wanted to check the playback before moving on, saving Cassidy's modesty as much as he could.
"You alright?" He asked her. She nodded and smiled at him.
"Just great." They were both aware of the microphones and the sound guys so they didn't say anything more. Ward called them over to the monitors to watch the playback. Orlando noticed that Cassidy never looked away from the monitor once and he noticed a faint red flush on her chest.
When she was young she had loved to watch herself on screen, especially when she was using drugs but in recovery she had avoided it at all costs, suddenly uncomfortable with how she looked and picking apart what she could have done better but now she couldn't look away. The way his hands travelled over her body, the way she could look right into his eyes with those ridiculous high heels on, how his leg fit right between her thighs, they fit together so well. When they finally had sex it was going to be amazing.
"Ok let's pick up from just after you pull Sarah into the stall." Ward instructed and Cassie and Orlando went back to the stall and stood in the small confined place, their bodies already touching, action was called and they began, practically jumping each other,simultaneously and pressing their bodies together. He reached under her skirt and pulled her panties down, she helped him and then braced her legs against the opposite side of the stall on either side of his body, her hands going to his belt, frantically working at the belt buckle.
"Cut." Ward called out. "Lets try the next one with Cassidy facing away from Orlando. Let's have Sarah undo his pants first." He instructed. Cassie nodded that she understood and placed her feet back on the floor, Orlando retrieved her panties and stepped out of the stall while she pulled them back on and smoothed her skirt down, then he joined her in the stall once again.
"Action" Ward called out and they began to kiss again, this time the belt seemed to open on its own with barely any help from Cassie, she popped the button on his jeans and yanked the zipper down, the jeans dropped around Orlando's ankles and together they pulled down his boxer shorts, his t shirt was long enough to cover his dick which was covered by a cock sock but Cassie couldn't stop herself from letting her hand brush up against it. She felt him tremble at her touch and then he turned her around, grinding his dick against her ass. While he kissed the side of her neck, he lifted the hem of her skirt and roughly yanked down her panties so they were just above her knees. When he ran his hand over her thigh and up toward her pussy to simulate fingering her, she gripped his hand and pushed it right against her, using her hands to block his actual movements. He complied with no hesitation and stuck his fingers right between her thighs and rubbed her clit through her flesh coloured thong, his other hand pretended to lift his dick up to enter her from behind and she could feel it rubbing against her bottom. She wanted him so bad, her pussy was aching and throbbing and he couldn't get the right angle to get her off in the tight enclosed space of the stall. While he simulated fingering her and fucking her, his free hand came up and grabbed handful of hair and yanked her head back, arching her back, she pressed one hand against the stall for leverage and pushed back against him. After a few more moments he pretended to cum, she knew that wasn't how he really sounded and leaned his head against her back, panting.
"Cut! You guys are amazing! Fantastic! Let me check the take." Ward called. Orlando stepped back from her, helping her to straighten up and then allowed her to pull up her panties and fix her skirt and exit the stall before he yanked up his boxers and jeans.
Ward deemed it a good take and wrapped for the night. Cassie said goodnight to the crew and gave Ward and Orlando a wave and followed Bonnie out to her trailer. As soon as she was finished changing out of her wardrobe she grabbed her phone and texted Orlando.
"Chemistry is stupid"
He responded "Yeah...you know oral doesn't count right?" She grinned at this text and sent him a response.
"My room one hour"
'Stupid Bonnie' Orlando thought as he peered through his peephole at Bonnie saying goodnight to Cassidy. She had been saying bye for several minutes and Orlando's aching dick couldn't take it anymore. Just as he was about to yell at her to go away, she did. He waited a few more minutes then opened his door and knocked on Cassidy's. She pulled the door wide open and stepped to the side to allow him in, as soon as she shut the door he had his arms around her. Her back pressed up against his front, dick once again grinding against her ass, he kissed her neck and slid his hand down the front of her pants.
"No knickers." He whispered against her ear as he let his fingers explore her pussy, she was wet, so so wet and hot, he rubbed her clit with his thumb and put a finger inside of her, she groaned and rode his hand, her own hand holding his in place. He could tell she was getting close to coming and he pushed another finger inside of her, moving his hand faster. She rested her face against the door and clutched his hand tightly as she fell over the edge, her knees nearly giving out. He only removed his hand when her grip on it relaxed and let go.
"Jesus..." She panted. "I needed that." He smugly smiled to himself, pleased he had got her off so easily.
"Want some more?" He asked, pressing his dick up against her again.
tbc....
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