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Cassie	By : RobbiesMonkey Category: Individual Celebrities > Orlando Bloom Views: 5086 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Seven
"Yes..." She nodded, her head still against the door. After a few more minutes she caught her breath and turned to face him, smiling a very wide satisfied grin. "Your turn." She dropped to her knees in front of him and pulled his track pants down, he had come prepared for this.
"No knickers?" She mimicked his words from before, he just shrugged and watched her as her mouth covered his dick. He fought the urge to just ram his dick all the way down her throat, the need to cum was so great, and instead, softly tucked her hair behind her ear. She was good at giving head, even better then the day before, taking him deep into her throat, stroking his balls and grazing her nails across the sensitive skin just under them. He was almost embarrassed by how quick he was shooting his load but he felt too damned good to care that much. He pulled Cassidy up onto her feet and went to kiss her, she pulled back,"I uh...just..do you want me to brush my teeth first?" She asked, he answered her by kissing her. He could feel himself getting horny again from just a few kisses and he didn't want to rush it again, he wanted to make it last next time, he broke the kiss and stepped away from her but holding her hand.
"Did you eat yet?" He asked her.
"Just a sausage and a small protein drink." She said with a laugh, joking about the blow job.
"You must be stuffed then." He joked back.
"Not really..." She teased and then gave him a hug when he pretended to be hurt. "I could eat." She finally said.
"Me too."
They ordered room service, ate quickly, put the dishes outside her room for pick up and then went into her bedroom to watch a movie, laying on the bed with his arm around her and her head on his chest. It wasn't long before they were kissing, stroking and rubbing patches of skin, her hand on his flat stomach, just above the waist band of his pants, his hand, teasing soft slow circles on her back where her t shirt had ridden up.
"You know you've been driving me crazy for so long." He told her between kisses.
"Really? I haven't stopped thinking about you since that screen test." She admitted, letting her hand drift down to rub him through his pants, his cock already hard.
"I am a very good kisser." He replied smugly and kissed her again to prove it.
"You sure are. And the more I told myself, no on set romances or casual flings, the worse it got. I have been like an alley cat in heat for weeks." She told him.
"I feel like I am a teenager again. Its been years since I have wanked this much." He revealed as he began to push her t shirt up, exposing her breasts, the nipples already rock hard. He captured one with his mouth and lightly bit it when she gasped.
"I think I have used almost all the batteries in Kansas for my vibrator, I might have carpal tunnel syndrome because of you...oh." She moaned as he moved to the other breast.
"Vibrator?" He asked, looking up at her from between her breasts. She smiled and nodded. "Can I watch?"
"Maybe next time." She laughed and grabbed a handful of his curls and pushed his face back down to her nipple. She pulled her shirt off while he was busy and started pushing her yoga pants down, he pulled back to watch her.
"You know I have never seen you actually naked." He ran a hand down her bare skin from breast to knee. "Beautiful." He told her, watching that red flush appear on her chest.
"So are you." She told him when he removed his shirt, when he started to remove his pants she stopped him.
"Better keep them on for now. Oral only." She reminded him. He nodded and laid back down beside her, sucking on her nipple once more.
"You know..." He said after a few moments. "Anal doesn't count.""It most certainly counts." She answered with a laugh. "And just like a man." She teased.
"Just like a man how?"
"Trying to use any excuse to get in a woman's ass." She teased.
"I was just trying to come up with a solution to our problem." He looked so sincere she couldn't help but smile at him.
"Don't tempt me."
"Tempt you? Wait is that a possible option?" He asked.
"Not right now its not. No penetration before the movie is done." She reminded him and then she pushed his head downward toward her pussy. He complied and crawled between her legs and was about to start when he asked.
"So you are okay with it? Anal?" He knew a lot of girls were but you had to persuade them or buy them gifts or it was a huge song and dance or saved for special occasions. He was a little surprised that Cassidy was so open about it and a lot turned on by it.
She shrugged. "I used to love it, especially when I was drinking. Now I don't know but I think about it still."
"So you haven't done since you got sober?"
"Not for two years, three months and 18 days."
"Have you been with anyone since then?" He asked.
She shook her head. "Just this...just you." She hadn't had sex or anything for over two years, his dick practically leaped out of his pants at the thought of how tight she would be. Not wanting to wait any longer he leaned in and began to eat her pussy.
They met every night after that, most of the time there was oral sex or hand jobs and she even let him use Buzz Bunny on her one night. She had even knocked on his door early one morning after a vivid sex dream where Orlando was fucking her in the barn at her ranch in Montana, she could still smell the hay when she woke up. But some nights they just hung out and watched TV or talked. As each day passed and they got closer to the final day and the wrap party, the anticipation ballooned.
"Do you think it's going to absolutely shit when we finally do it?" She asked him one night.
"Maybe. But I doubt it, I know what you like. I'll just do that with a lot more cock." He answered confidently but he was nervous himself. They were only going to have the one night together before he had to leave for Los Angeles and he didn't want to fuck it up. He had already decided to decline all alcohol, not just for Cassie's sake but so he would be up to his best when he finally got to fuck her. What if he came too soon? What if he couldn't come at all? What if he couldn't get it up? What if he just wasn't very good? And he was sad too, beyond the physical need for her, he genuinely liked her. They had inside jokes, shared personal stories, her about her worst times of her addiction, him about the falling apart of his marriage. But he knew good things about her too, her favourite colour was electric blue, she liked goldfish crackers, hated going out without her mascara on, preferred cotton panties to expensive silk ones, planned on calling her future son and daughter Sebastian and Clementine, once broke a finger playing basket ball and cried every time she watched Armageddon. He was going to miss her, their time together, talking to her, the smell of her hair, the sound of her singing in the shower, sleeping with her and working with her.
A few mornings before they wrapped, Bonnie caught Cassie sneaking out of Orlando's room, hair disheveled and her tank top on inside out. Bonnie just stood with her mouth open, no one had a clue this was going on, not even Bonnie who was the closest to Cassie. Bonnie questioned whether Cassie could hide drug use so well from her.
"Oh my God." She finally managed to stammer. "How long?" She asked.
"Shh..." Cassie whispered and opened her door and they both went into her hotel room.
"How long?" Bonnie asked again.
"A few weeks."
"And you didn't tell me?" Bonnie was honestly hurt. She thought she was more then just an employee.
"I wanted to. But it felt so good to have something just for me, for us. I wasn't worried you would disapprove or sell the story. It's not that I don't trust you. But it doesn't mean anything and after Thursday we won't see each other again, except for the press tour and the odd award ceremony." Cassie rambled.
Bonnie was silent for a few moments while she let her thoughts stew. She had learned years earlier, to think things over before saying what was on her mind. She wanted the dirty details, how big was Orlando, was he good in bed, what had they gotten up too but all she could focus on was the sad look on Cassie's face. She knew Cassie hadn't had a serious boyfriend in years. That most of her past experiences happened while she was abusing drugs and alcohol. Cassie had stated many times that the last time she had an honest relationship was when she was 17 and that at that age she was too immature to really know how to behave and what to expect. Did Orlando mean more to Cassie then she realized? Bonnie recalled a moment on set a few days before when Orlando and Cassie had to shoot a scene where they danced in an open field in the sunshine. Cassie had looked into Orlando's face with such sweetness that Bonnie had been awed by her acting and then she had laid her head softly on his shoulder, eyes closed, one hand holding his the other tightly holding a fistful of his shirt, she had looked so content.
"Why does it have to end?" Bonnie finally asked. Cassie got twitchy for a few seconds, shaking her head, mouth opening and closing while she thought of an answer and then with a final shrugged she answered.
"It's just a fling. It doesn't mean anything." Bonnie cocked her head to the side.
"Are you going to be ok after this is over?"
"Of course I am. I know that we had just a few weeks and its been great and we can stay friendly and it won't have to be awkward. I can still send him funny emails and..."
"Does he feel the same?" Bonnie's mind was racing over the number of times Orlando had been particularly caring toward Cassie, many times protecting her modesty during the sex scenes, yelling at Luke for being a bit too rough with Cassie during a scene and helping Cassie to her feet and brushing dirt off her hands and knees when she had fallen. Bonnie had dismissed it as him just being a gentleman but maybe there was more.
"We both know it's just a bit of fun and lust. He is going back to LA to be with his son after and I will be going back to the ranch."
"That is not necessarily true." Bonnie replied.
"What isn't true?"
"Well I was going to tell you that you have been offered an audition, for Steven Spielberg! His casting agent, said he has always loved your work, they heard you were behaving on set here and that you are doing some really powerful acting...they want to see what you can do."
"Oh my God! Steven Fucking Spielberg!" Cassie shouted, grabbing Bonnie's hands and jumping up and down. "When? Where?"
"Two days after wrapping up here. They are going to fed/ex the script and you can read it."
"I am so happy. People are willing to gibe me a second chance." Cassie said with tears in her eyes as she hugged Bonnie.
"You earned that chance. Be proud of yourself."
"I am. I really am."
"Good, now you and Orlando will both be in LA. What now?" Bonnie asked and Cassie could only shrug.
tbc....
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