Ophelia

Ophelia was still sitting there when the credits started rolling and the lights had come on.

"Ophelia?" Orlando said to her, pulling her from her thoughts.

"Oh sorry." She stood up and he pulled her into his arms.

"Did you like the movie?" He whispered in her ear.

"Oh...yes." She hadn't really paid attention to most of it. Especially after Orlando had dropped that little bomb on her. He ran his hands up her bare back.

"Really? Did you like the ending?" He asked her, knowing full well she couldn't tell him what had happened at the ending.

"Yes I love happy endings?" She lied, hoping that she was right.

"So you considered a murder-suicide a happy ending?" He laughed. Knowing he had caught her in a lie, she laughed too,

"Oh fuck off Bloom."

"We had better go join the party." Orlando said reluctantly, he really wanted to be alone with Ophelia.

"Do we have to go?" She said kissing the side of his face.

"We don't have to go, but we should go." Orlando said with a willpower he hadn't known he possessed.

"So did you like your first celebrity party?" Orlando asked Ophelia. They were in the limo, heading towards his hotel.

"It was nice." She said. "But you doing that is nicer."

He had his hand on the back of her neck gently massaging her. She let her head fall forward and closed her eyes, moaning softly. At her soft noise of pleasure he felt himself harden. She'd had about four or five margaritas so she was in a very relaxed mood, but not drunk. She leaned towards him and licked his lower lip, he opened his mouth and slid his tounge along hers. He tried to pull her closer but her seat belt kept him from getting too close.

"Take it off." He said against ther lips.

"No, we are almost at the hotel." She said. She pulled her lips away from his. At his look of frustration she smiled and rubbed him through his pants. He held her hand there,

"Don't stop." He told her guiding her hand up and down the length of his bulge. As she caressed him she whispered in his ear.

"I have missed you. And I am going to make up for lost time." She started to undo the buttons on his fly when the limo stopped. Orlando grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the car and straight into the hotel, glad that for once there were no photographers around, he pressed the button for the elevator and was relieved when it opened quickly. They were the only ones inside, once the doors shut he pulled her to him and roughly kissed her. The bell rang, indicating it was their floor and he tore his lips from hers and dragged her to his room, he searched for his key and had a brief moment of panic when he couldn't find it in his wallet. Patting his pants pockets he sighed with relief.

"Here it is." He held it up and then opened the door. She went in first and he followed her closely.

"Did I ever tell you yellow is my favorite colour?" He asked her as walked up behind her and traced on finger over the thin strap of her dress. She smiled and shook her head as shivers ran down her body. She knew that those two little strap were all that were holding up her dress, and if he flicked them down, she would completely naked. She turned around to look up at him, her face was very close to his, her lips were red and swollen from their frantic kisses in the elevator. Lifting his hands and holding her face he leaned in and kissed her lips gently. Her hands reached under his suit jacket and pulled his shirt free from his pants, so she could touch his bare stomach, chest and back. He trailed his hands down her face to her shoulders and slipped his fingers under the straps. Pulling his head back he looked into her eyes.

"No panties?" He asked.

"No pan...." She didn't get to finish her answer before the dress was sliding off her body and laying around her feet. He stared at her naked body for a few minutes, drinking in the site of her, before grabbing her in his arms and kissing her shoulder. She quickly undid the buttons on his shirt while he shrugged out of his jacket. Once those were out of the way she grabbed for the button and th zipper on his pants, while he kicked off his shoes, once the pants were unfastened they dropped down around his feet. They were now completely naked except she was still wearing her high heels and he was wearing his black dress socks. She looked down at his feet and told him with a laugh.

"Those have to come off."

"I'll take them off if you leave those on." He said pointing to her shoes. He reached down and pulled off his socks and then grabbed her hand and led her to the bed.

Standing beside the bed he let his hands roam all over her bare skin and inhaled her scent. She smelled better than she had out in the wilderness, but he could still smell her, he would know her scent anywhere. He pushed her down on the bed so she was sitting, then he kneeled in between her legs. Ophelia moaned when she felt his warm breath on her inner thighs.

"Mmmm....Lando." She said as she spread her legs wider to allow him better access. She collasped backwards onto the bed when he began to taste her, grabbing onto the sheets and whimpering. Her back arched and she moaned loudly as she came. He climbed onto the bed next to her and kissed her. She flipped him onto his back and straddled his waist, running her hands across his chest. She leaned over and gently bit his nipples, smiling at his groan of pleasure. As she was kissing him she was rocking herself against his hardness. Soon he had his hands on her hips, pressing her hard and faster. He slipped inside her and began to thrust up into her. She leaned over to kiss him as their pace became quicker and quicker. Her fingers were digging into his shoulders and she used him for leverage and he was vaguely aware that those high heeled shoes were jammed into his thighs. She collapsed ontop of him as she came again, unable to move anymore. He thrust into her a few more times before before he groaned her name and stopped moving.

"Lando?" She said against his chest.

"Yeah."

"I love you too." She whispered. Then she snuggled in close to him and went to sleep. Leaving a Orlando with a very satisfied grin on his face.