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More Than You Expected	By : spikes1830 Category: Individual Celebrities > Johnny Depp Views: 19444 -:- 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. I own nothing except my original characters, Frankie, You , and Dashlee

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WEDNESDAY
You wake up with the sun shining through the windows, having passed out before closing any curtains last night.. 'Not that there's anyone way out here to see in the windows anyway,' you think to yourself as you glance at the other person occupying the bed. Smiling, you lean over and give him a kiss on the forehead before you throw on some clothes and quietly slip downstairs.
************************************HIS POV*********************************************************
Johnny stirs in his sleep as he feels you move away, slowly waking and feeling the light way your lips press against his skin before you slip out.. 'Now for all we did in the last day or so, how is it that a good morning peck seems to mean more to me?' He thinks as he rolls out of bed, scattering pillows as he does. 'Best not to dwell too much on it. I've had enough disappointments so better to not fall too far into this.'
He stares at the wall and thinks, 'all I know is that in only a week I'm already in deep enough to be dreading the end.'
***********************************YOUR POV**********************************************************
You're well aware that it's been a week now. 'And I don't remember ever having sex this soon, nor this often really, before now. Hmm... Why it's happening is something to think about for sure.' You scrounge through the cupboards for a bowl, already at home as you find some cereal and settle down at a stool. You're humming to yourself and rinsing your bowl when Johnny finally makes it downstairs.
You try not to think too much as he smiles at you before grabbing some of the coffee you had started. "So, today should be my only obligation until next Tuesday.. So I was thinking we could leave later tonight for San Diego, if that works for you..?" He trails off, waiting for your opinion.
"Sure, sounds perfect.. It's not like I have an schedule whatsoever while I'm here. I'm a slave to your will." You wink and smile as you say it, letting him wonder just how you meant that statement.
"I like the sound of that." He grins as he starts out of the kitchen. "I'll probably be home for a little while around noon, but I have another meeting later so I think we'll leave around 5 if that's good for you?" He looks over his shoulder to see you nod yes. "Okay well..."
Johnny turns and grabs you by surprise, kissing you in a way that makes you ache, only to let you go saying, "I just wanted to be sure you'd be thinking of me as much as I am of you." And with that he's gone.
'Noon, huh? Well maybe he'll get a little more than he bargained for for his "lunch break" when he gets here' You grin as you head towards the pool for a quick swim. 'Then it's time to prepare my little surprise.'
You swim for awhile and then head upstairs so shower, following which you take time to primp.. Pulling out the red and black number you bought at Fredrick's of Hollywood the day before, you make an attempt at seductress with smokey eyes and dark wet red lips to match the lingerie. After fighting with the garter belt and stockings for a bit, you put on a robe, feeling silly walking around the house like this. 'I've never worn anything like this.. Or DONE anything like this, in my life.' You leave a note on the banister of the stairs, knowing you'll find out soon enough just how much you're willing to put in Johnny's hands. As you head back up the stairs you hear the phone ring, not sure what else to do you answer, "Hello?" "(You)? I'm glad you answered. I'm on my way back for a few hours but I was wondering if you were hungry, or do you just want to forage at home?" Johnny sounds tired.
"Why don't you stop somewhere if you're hungry? I don't think I could eat just yet.." You look around his room, planning as you talk.
"Nah, I'm alright. And if I don't stop it'll only take me 15 more minutes to get there so..." You can practically HEAR the grin in his voice
'How could all this be happening to plain old me?' You wonder, not for the first or last time. "Okay than I will see you very soon.." You try and sound sexy to give him a hint of what's to come.
"I like the sound of that" he tells you. "I'm going to hang up now so I don't get too distracted by you to drive." You both say goodbyes as you rush back into your room.
You tear through the dresser and pull out the scarves you brought to tie back your hair, walking back into his room. Arranging yourself as comfortably as possible you sprawl on the bed, slowly tying your wrists to the headboard. 'Well, I said I was his slave,' you think as you use your teeth to tighten the 2nd hand's restraint. 'Here goes nothing' you mentally prepare yourself as you hear the front door open, and footsteps hesitating at the stairs.
You know he's reading your note. All it says is, "I want to show you just how much I am in your hands... Why don't you come and find me?" You hear his steps in the hall and tilt your body up, showing off the lack of clothes you're wearing, closing your eyes with anticipation and a little bit of nerves.
"Wha..." He trails off as he enters the room, seeing your body half exposed, and completely helpless. There is no sound except the rushing sounds in your head as he crosses the room to you. As he puts a hand on your ankle, just reaching the end of the bed you feel like everything is in slow motion.
"I told you I was at your mercy while I am here... I just wanted to show you how much." You manage to not let the nerves show as you gauge his reaction. Looking up, you see him trying to speak and no words are coming out. Taking that as a good sign you get a little braver. "See anything you like?"
You raise an eyebrow at his jaw hanging open, but you don't even have time to prepare before his hands are on you. "Oh my god you don't even know what you're doing to me." He mutters to himself as he tries to touch you and remove his clothes all at one time. Turning his face towards you his eyes cloud as he gets into character, "I like you all tied up my pet. You wont get away, but you can try. But I promise it'll be worth it."
He crawls up the bed and you take the hint, starting to pull as if you want to get away. "Ah!" You gasp as Johnny grabs the top of the corset you are wearing and pulls, no doubt bruising your skin as he rips it off of you breaking the clasps. You strain against him again as he pulls down your panties, leaving you in just the garter and stockings. "Yeah, struggle all you want, but I'll have my way with you in the end!" He knees between your legs and bends down, biting roughly at you nipples, both his hands on your hips holding you down.
"Oh god!" You cry out, it does hurt a little 'but it's definitely the good kind of hurt,' you think as you squirm under his attentions. Breaking his character for a moment he whispers, "just say it's too much if you need me to stop," as he thrust into you as hard as he can. You begin to pant as you slowly become unable to pretend to struggle, too caught up in the feelings. And you feel dazed as you feel him flip you over, causing you to kneel before him. The ties cause your arms to cross, making you completely helpless as he thrusts into you even harder, grabbing your breasts roughly as he uses them to pull you back against him with each thrust. Your ears are ringing as you have orgasms so close together you see stars.. You slowly feel like you are slipping away as you feel him fill you one last time, as you both collapse in a wet heap.
A few minutes later you break the silence. "Now I'm a little hungry." It comes out muffled since you've now face planted into a pillow.
Johnny laughs at you, understanding you meaning despite the obstruction. "So I suppose I need to let you go, huh? That is if you can even stand after that." You feel him move off of you as he removes the ties from your wrists.
"I'm not so sure I can but it's worth trying," you grin as you roll over to face him. "So I take it you liked little surprise then?"
"So much that I'm going to go grab some food and bring it to you." He jumps up, talking as he walks out of the room, still naked, "Nothing complicated. I'll be right back."
You figure that he might think you a little strange if you go get dressed, so you crawl under the covers.. Still a little shocked at yourself and a bit self conscious, you're chewing on you lips when he walks back in a few minutes later. "You look like you have something to say...?" He looks concerned at your face, making your heart pinch at the tenderness you see. Confused by the feeling, you turn red as you reply, "I've never in my life done anything like that. I guess this whole week has been so surreal that I was feeling bold."
"And now you regret it." He sits on the edge of the bed, waiting for you to elaborate.
"No, not regret." You try to explain, "Just a little, I guess bashful is the word. I've never really um... Put myself at anyone's mercy, before." You look up, unable to read Johnny's expression. "Not that I'm against it or anything. I just have never really done anything.. creative in that department before."
"Oh," he seems unsure how to respond as he hands you a hastily made sandwich. "Well I enjoyed it if that helps at all. But I don't want you to feel like you have to do things you are uncomfortable doing while you are here."
"No!" You say a little TOO forcefully. "That's not what I mean at all. Trust me, I enjoyed it. Maybe just this whole situation has woken me up. None of this is something the normal (You) would do, so maybe it's a good time to try new things. And something about you makes me feels safe enough that I don't have to be scared about it." You're looking at your hands, unable to look him in the eye as you say more than you mean to.
"Well I'm glad you feel that way. I would certainly never hurt you intentionally." He reaches out and cups your chin, making you look at him. "I'm more than happy to try new things with you. All I need to know is that you're happy too."
Your heart squeezes again, 'great, a week in and I'm already starting to care too much. What is it going to be like in a few more weeks when I leave and it's over?' You smile at him, "Well I can promise you that this week has made me happy for sure."
"Good, I'm glad to hear it." He finishes his sandwich and leans towards you, giving you a quick kiss. "I have to get going again in a minute, but I'll be back in a few hours to pick you up. Then you get me all to yourself for almost a week." He grins cheekily.
"I can't wait!" You tell him as you try to cover yourself as you get out of his bed. "Don't." He stops you. "There's no need for you to cover up for one. And two, there's no reason you need to leave the room because I am.
Really, when we return I see no reason that you wouldn't be welcome to make this your room too. Seems like I ought to keeps you as close as I can" He looks at you, waiting for a reaction.
"Well I won't argue with that," you smile as you settle back in. "I'll move what I'm not bringing today, as I want to soak up as much time with you as I can before.." You trail off, not able to finish the sentence.
"We'll just stick with right now, okay? No need to worry about that just yet." You sigh as he finishes getting dressed and leaves, wishing you could stop yourself from worrying about it.
****************************Just before 5pm************************************
You're just zipping up your bag when you hear the door slam. Grabbing it and your purse you catch yourself rushing out to meet Johnny.
He smiles when you reach the stairs. "You ready to go? I put my bag in the car earlier."
"Absolutely!" You exclaim, ready to play tourist some more.
The drive down is uneventful, but the arrival is spectacular. Johnny pulls into Hotel Del Coronado, and you are whisked away by staff as the valet takes the car. You stare in awe as people are practically falling over trying to help you.
Nothing awes you more than the room though. King bed, living room, dining room... But the best part is the sweeping private balcony with a view of the ocean.
"Will this do for you?" Johnny grins at you, knowing that you don't know what to say. "Now would you prefer to go out to eat, or shall we order up and relax here for tonight?"
"I think room service would be good. I'm already in sensory overload, I don't know if I could handle going out yet." You laugh as you make your request. "Do you mind if I explore a little while we wait though? I always like to find all the best spot when I check into a hotel. Even though I doubt I'll find any as good as this." You make a sweeping gesture towards the balcony.
He smiles at you as he goes to sit by the phone, "what would you like for dinner? May as well order first so it'll be here by the time you're done."
"Surprise me. I'm good with anything that doesn't involve snails so..." You shrug as you lean down to kiss him. "I'll be back in a few minutes."

"Okay, well think about what movie you'd like to watch while you wander. I'm good with anything that doesn't involve cheerleaders so..." He grins up at you, clearly please with himself for being witty.
"Alright, I guess that's fair. I'll think about it," you say as you breeze out of the room. Strolling down the hall you wonder what dinner will be. 'And I have no idea what to watch. I'm sure the hotel would get him any movie he wanted but I don't know what he likes!' You sigh, 'oh well. He said anything but cheerleaders so I'm guessing that the whatever the least awful comedy they have will be good enough.'
You finally make your way down to the beach and are in awe as you realize, 'this must be privately owned. There are almost NO people here. I wonder if there's a pools too though?' You turn around determined to find out. Not noticing the photographers near the other side of the resort.
Realizing you took way too long, you head back up. 'I can always look around more later. Or tomorrow, since I'm sure we'll have plenty of time.' "Thank you." You arrive back in time to see Johnny tip a man as he leaves the room. "Oh good, you're back just in time."
Smiling you thank him as he holds the door for you. "Not only am I back, I'm hungry too."
"Well, did you pick a movie?" He's facing away from you as he grabs some glasses. "Hmm, well let me look okay?" You glace at the list briefly, "I suppose being you, you've already watched that Tim Burton Abraham Lincoln movie?"
"No actually I hadn't gotten around to it yet. Excellent pick." He moves the covered food to the coffee table in front of the couch while asking, "do you want to grab a few pillows? That way we can get comfortable once we're done eating."
You grab a few as you turn, "what are we having anyway?" "I went with roast chicken with almost every side they had." He shrugs, "I wanted to make sure there was something you'd like."
"Okay well than I have to ask, what side did you skip?"
"Lima beans. I don't even know why people offer them, no one likes them." He makes a face as if imagining taking a bite.
"Yeah, so lets not talk about them anymore because I totally agree. Good call then." You sit down, and start fiddling with the remote, looking for the right movie.
"Whatever history remembers of me, if it remembers anything at all, shall only be a fraction of the truth." Both of you dig in to the food as the movie begins.
You stretch as the last lines play on the screen. "That was actually better than I expected. I'm kind of a history book nerd, so we took a risk with that one." You glance over in time to see your movie buddy yawn. "Are you tired? I know you had a longer day than me."
"Yeah, I really am actually. Not to mention that it's already 11. I figured you'd probably want to get started in the morning." He runs his hand through is hair as he moves towards the bathroom.
"Sounds like a plan," you say as you go to find the nightgown you bought on your shopping trip a few days ago. You hear his brushing his teeth as you change into the silky gown. 'I should really wear this stuff more often. It feels so nice when you put it on.' You laugh at yourself quietly as you pass Johnny to take your the sink.
"Do you prefer quiet at bedtime normally? Or would you prefer some music or tv or something?" He asks from the other room.
"I'll sleep fine either way. I sometimes watch or play something at home, but not always." You shrug to yourself, wondering what made him think to ask. You smile as you hear a laugh track from the other room. 'I Love Lucy I think... That's actually perfect,' you smile to yourself as you head back to the bedroom.
"Is this okay?" Johnny questions, clearly hoping it is. "Of course, I love old reruns. I even have some of the good ones on dvd." You grin, "and I totally love Lucille Ball."
"Excellent," he sets the TV's sleep timer and starts to crawl into bed. "So since this is probably the first time we're actually intending to sleep," he hesitates a little before continuing, "are you the cuddling type, or do you need space?"
"Again I can go both ways. I like cuddling, but at home sometimes it gets to hot for it to be a choice so neither bothers me really. Sorry I'm not very definite about things." You shrug, waiting to hear his preference.
He pulls you towards him, "if you get uncomfortable feel free to shove. I doubt it'd wake me up anyway." Your last thought as you fall asleep is that you wish time could stop right here...Trekkie but I would keep watching if they make more." You glance over in time to see your movie buddy yawn. "Are you tired? I know you had a longer day than me." "Yeah, I really am actually. Not to mention that it's already 11. I figured you'd probably want to get started in the morning." He runs his hand through is hair as he moves towards the bathroom. "Sounds like a plan," you say as you go to find the nightgown you bought on your shopping trip a few days ago. You hear his brushing his teeth as you change into the silky gown. 'I should really wear this stuff more often. It feels so nice when you put it on.' You laugh at yourself quietly as you pass Johnny to take your the sink. "Do you prefer quiet at bedtime normally? Or would you prefer some music or tv or something?" He asks from the other room. "I'll sleep fine either way. I sometimes watch or play something at home, but not always." You shrug to yourself, wondering what made him think to ask. You smile as you hear a laugh track from the other room. 'I Love Lucy I think... That's actually perfect,' you smile to yourself as you head back to the bedroom. "Is this okay?" Johnny questions, clearly hoping it is. "Of course, I love old reruns. I even have some of the good ones on dvd." You grin, "and I totally love Lucille Ball." "Excellent," he sets a timer and starts to crawl into bed. "So since this is probably the first time we're actually intending to sleep," he hesitates a little before continuing, "are you a cuddler, or do you need space?" "Again I can go both ways. I like cuddling, but at home sometimes it gets to hot for it to be a choice so neither bothers me really. Sorry I'm not very definite about things." You shrug, waiting to hear his preference. He pulls you towards him, "if you get uncomfortable feel free to shove. I doubt it'd wake me up anyway." Your last thought as you fall asleep is that you wish time could stop right here...
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