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The Back Room	By : Shelle Category: Individual Celebrities > Orlando Bloom Views: 3033 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Orlando Bloom. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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- 1-The Back Room
- 1
The Back Room
Shelle walked into the video store. Tim smirked at her as she came through the door.
“No date again Shelle?”
“Oh shut up Tim.” She could watch Lord of the Rings and Pirates of the Caribbean so many times. So she got in her car and drove to the video store. Again. She said as she headed towards the back of the store. She quickly glanced around before going through the curtained area. “The Back Room”. As she pushed the curtains aside to step through, she saw that there was someone else there as well. Damn she thought to herself. She hated being in there when someone else was there. She turned so that her back was to the man standing there. She glanced up at the rows of movies that lined the shelves. God I’ve seen these all she thought to herself.
Shelle turned around to look at the other side. She took a quick glance at the man standing next to her. Tall. Brown curly hair. Nice build she thought. But she quickly reverted her eyes back to the movies. Her mind began to wander. He looked very familiar to her. But from where? He had a stack of DVD’s in his hand and didn’t appear to be in any hurry to leave. Can’t he go away she thought?
Okay, so she had pretty much no life. She hardly dated and when she did, her dates proved to be disastrous. She needed to find a man that could excite her. A man that could take her to the edge and back. It wasn’t that she wasn’t attractive. She had been told many times she was beautiful. She wasn’t fat. But she wasn’t skinny either. She had curves in all the right places. Last weekend she had been bored. And without a date again. So she colored her hair from blonde, back to auburn with deep red highlights.
So here she was, on a Friday night. In the back room looking at pornos. She rolled her eyes at her thoughts. She leaned in and grabbed a movie off of the shelf. As she did, she took a glance at the man that was still standing next to her. Then it dawned on her who it was. She slowly stood back up and pretended to read the back of the movie. Dear God. She was standing next to Orlando Bloom. Her longtime crush and lust interest. She could feel her palms begin to sweat and her heart begin to race. He must think I’m a total loser being in here. Wait a minute she thought. What the hell is he doing in here? He shifted slightly and Shelle noticed he was right next to her now.

Ring ring.
She jumped when her phone began to ring in her purse.

“Shit.” She said out loud as she fumbled to get it. She turned and saw Orlando watching her. His eyebrows raised. She felt her cheeks turn a bright shade of red. Her cell phone played the theme from Pirates of the Caribbean when it rang.
“Hello?”
“Hey chicky.”
“Hey Lisa.” She could feel Orlando still watching her. Damn.

“So where are you?”
“At the video store. Why?” Orlando cleared his throat and Shelle closed her eyes. She wished the floor would open up and swallow her.

“You’re in the porno section again aren’t you? Need something new to watch with your toy? Or did you finally wear out your Pirates DVD?” Lisa laughed. “Or did you wear out your Calcium Kid DVD. Especially one scene in particular?”
“I do not need something to watch with my toy!” Shelle snapped. She glanced over at Orlando once again. This time he had a smirk on his face and he had both of his eyebrows raised. Dear God, why me? She thought.

“You’re such a liar Shelle. Listen. We are all going to Tabu, wanna come?”
“Not tonight Lisa. I just feel like being alone.”

“There’s something new Shelle. Bye.”
“Bye.” Shelle flipped her phone shut.
“So, what kind of toy do you have?” she heard him ask her. Oh fuck.
“Um, I…” Shelle mumbled. She felt like dying. He asked about her toy. A toy that her friends had gotten for her for her birthday the previous year. Her ‘bob’. As it was affectionalty known. Boyfriend on batteries.

Orlando moved closer to her and smiled at her as she felt her nerves race.
“Hi. I’m Orlando.” He said, extending his hand towards hers. She let his voice drape over her like butter

“I know.” Oh damn. Did I just say that she thought? “I’m sorry. I’m Shelle.”
“So you’re a fan?”
“Yeah. How did you know?” Duh Shelle, you just said you knew who he was.
“Interesting ring tone. Is it from Pirates?” He asked. Still smirking. Shelle shook his hand but he didn’t let go right away. His hand was so big. Enveloping hers. Shelle began to bite her lip. Something she did when she was nervous. And aroused. And at the moment, she was both.

“Find anything interesting?” she asked as she slowly pulled her hand away from his.
“A few. What about you?”
“I’ve seen most of them already.” Jesus Christ Shelle. Just tell him you’ve seen every movie in this back room. Shelle tucked the DVD she was holding under her arm and began to move towards the curtain. She needed to get out of there before she jumped on him.
“It was nice meeting you Orlando.” She said quickly and hurried through the curtain. She rushed up to the checkout counter and handed Tim her rental.
“Haven’t you seen this one already?” Tim asked.

“Shut up Tim and just check me out.” Tim peeked over the counter at her. When he looked up, Shelle was glaring at him.
“What? You told me to check you out!” He said with a laugh.

“Tim.” She said sternly. She handed him some cash and hurried out of the store.
Orlando walked up to the counter and put his pile of DVD’s on the counter. He turned and saw Viggo placing his own selections on the counter. Tim looked at him with a grin.

“So that was Shelle huh?” Orlando asked.
“Yup. Interested?”
“Like you had to ask.” Orlando said with a smirk. Viggo laughed.
“See, I told you Orli. She’s beautiful.” He said. Tim nodded in agreement.
“So you want her number?”
“No, I want her address.”
“Why her address?” Orlando held up his hand. Shelle’s cell phone was in it.
“She dropped this and I feel like I should return it to her.” He said. Tim wrote down Shelle’s address and checked out Orlando’s pile of movies. He laughed when he saw one that seemed out of place. It was ‘Troy’.

“What? Viggo said this is one of her favorite movies.” He said with a laugh.
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Shelle drove home as if the devil himself were following her. She ran her hand through her hair and shook her head.
“Unbelievable,” she said out loud. “I’m in the porno section and he is there too. Jesus. I need to get a life.” She pulled into her driveway and quickly got into her house. She tossed her purse and the movie on the kitchen counter. She opened the fridge and looked inside. Not much in here she thought. She reached in and pulled out the almost empty bottle of wine. She uncorked it and didn’t bother with a glass. She sighed as her cat Tazzy rubbed against her legs. She bent down to pet her.
“Just you and me tonight Taz. Again.” She placed the empty bottle on the counter and headed towards the bathroom. A hot shower would feel really good.
As Shelle stood in the shower, she let the hot steamy water run down her body. She could’ve stayed in there for hours. But she thought she heard the doorbell.
“What the hell?” She growled as she got out of the nice hot steamy shower. She pulled her robe on and ran her fingers through her still wet hair. She flung open the door and got the surprise of her life.
“You dropped your phone.” Orlando said as he let his gaze roam down her body.
“What?” Shelle asked. Not even noticing what he was holding in his hand. Not believing he was standing on her doorstep.
“You dropped your phone at the video store and I wanted to return it to you.”
“Oh, um, thank you.” She extended her hand to take it and as she did, Orlando took a step closer to her.
“And I was wondering if you were busy.” Shelle swallowed, hard.

“Busy?”
“Yeah. Do you have plans tonight?” Only getting drunk and watching a boring porno she thought.
“Plans?” Orlando watched her with an amused look on his face.

“Do you always answer a question with a question?” he asked, stepping even closer to her.
“No.” she said nervously. She began to slowly walk backwards as Orlando kept moving towards her until he was inside of her house. Without looking back, he shut the door behind him. Shelle, realizing she was only in her robe with nothing underneath it, clutched the lapels together tightly.

“Would you like to have plans with me?” he asked.

“I wasn’t planning on going out.”
“We could stay in. I brought some movies.” He held up a few DVD’s in his hand and Shelle couldn’t believe what he was holding. In addition to three pornos, he held ‘Troy’ in his hand. She groaned inwardly. If he only knew what certain scenes of that movie did to her. Shelle looked up at him. Trying to distinguish what she was reading in his eyes. Lust or amusement.

“Are you hungry?” she asked quietly. She turned and headed towards the kitchen with Orlando quickly on her heels. He placed the movies on the counter next to the one she had brought home. He watched as she nervously looked in the fridge.
“I don’t have much. We could order out.” She said, leaning her head against it.
She pulled out another bottle of wine and quickly uncorked it. She turned to see Orlando watching her. She held the bottle out to him.

“Want some?”
“That’s a loaded question Shelle.” He said. His voice sounded husky and erotic at the same time. And that damn accent. Shelle moved backwards as Orlando moved towards her once again. He reached and took the bottle out of her hand and placed it on the counter behind her. He had her blocked in. He bent his head towards hers. His hands moved to the tie that held her robe together. Slowly, yet effortlessly, he undid the tie. He pushed her robe open.
“Orlando.” She said, her voice a whisper.
“Yes Shelle?” he asked as his hands moved to cup her bare breasts. Her nipples hardened immediately at his touch. Shelle felt her knees go weak. Orlando moved his thumbs over her hardened nipples. Causing her to shut her eyes and moan. How long had she dreamed of this? Never expecting it to become reality. She grabbed onto his forearms to steady herself. Orlando watched her open her eyes.
“I thought you wanted to watch movies.”
“Who needs movies?” he asked. Moving his lips towards hers. With his tongue, he licked her bottom lip. Shelle opened her lips of her own accord. Not needing any additional prodding from him. The second his tongue touched hers, Shelle had to tighten her hold on him. For fear of falling to the ground. Their kiss deepened, causing moans to be heard from the both of them. Orlando’s hands began to wander from her breasts. Moving lower on her body. He grabbed her bottom and pulled her against his body. Shelle could feel the hardness of his arousal pressing onto her bare skin. Orlando moved his lips away from hers causing a whimper from Shelle. As his lips moved lower on her neck and closer to her chest, she ran her fingers through his curls in his hair. Pulling him closer to her.
“Oh God.” She said as she felt his tongue on her. Unconsciously, she had wrapped her ankle around his leg. She arched her body into his as she felt his tongue circle around her already hard nipple. “Orlando!” she cried out as he nipped it with his teeth.
He came back up to look at her once again. Her flushed face. Her eyes glazed with wanton desire.
“What do you want love?” he asked as his finger played with her nipple. “Still want to watch a movie?” A smirk played on his face. Shelle looked at him. It was now or never. She snaked her hand up to behind his neck. Forcing his lips back to hers in a searing kiss. A kiss that left them both breathless.
“What do you think?” she asked. Where her confidence came from, she had no idea.
Orlando pushed her robe off of her and pulled her roughly to him. Wanting to taste and feel all of her.
“Where is your bed?” he asked as he kissed her once again. He lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around him.
“That way.” She said pointing behind her and holding on to him. He spun her around and headed towards her room. He laid her gently on her bed and watched as she moved up towards the headboard. She licked her lips as she watched him. She wanted him and she wanted him bad. Her wildest fantasy was about to come true. He pulled off his shirt and she caught site of his chest. The chest that she dreamed of touching. Of kissing. Of licking. Oh dear lord. He moved his hands to the zipper of his jeans. Their eyes never left each other’s. He was going slowly on purpose and they both knew it.
“Orlando, please.” She pleaded with him. He pushed his jeans down to reveal his arousal. Standing proud and tall.
“Please what love?” he asked as he kicked his jeans to the side and moved towards the bed. Crawling his way up towards her. He covered her body with his. Their lips and tongues found each other once again. This time Shelle felt the bare nakedness of his arousal on her. She instinctively spread her legs. Wanting for him to be inside of her. He slid his hand down to between her legs. With an expertise, he slid two fingers inside of her. Not surprised at how wet and aroused she was. He slowly moved his fingers in and out of her. Knowing that it was driving her crazy. She clutched at him. Her body pleading for more.
“Oh God Orlando. Please!” she cried out.
“Tell me. Tell me what you want.” He whispered in her ear.

“I want you. Now!”
“And how do you want me love?” he asked. His fingers continuing to move in and out of her. Pulling her close to orgasmic bliss.

“Oh God Orlando. I want you to fuck me. Now! I can’t take this anymore!” she pleaded in frustration. Orlando removed his fingers and replaced them with his hardened erection. He pushed up and inside of her in one swift movement. He felt her warmth and wetness surround him. He didn’t begin to move and Shelle looked up at him. Concern in her eyes.
“What is it?” she asked as she felt him swell inside of her. Why wasn’t he moving? God, she needed him to move. Shelle felt a feeling of dread. Maybe he didn’t want her now. Her heart sank as he continued to look at her. “You’ve changed your mind?” she asked.
“What makes you think that?”
“You’re not moving and you’re just staring at me.” She needed him to move. She needed release and she sure as hell didn’t want it from ‘bob’.

“Do you want me to fuck you fast or slow love?” he asked as he finally began to move inside of her. Shelle felt euphoric as she felt him moving. Nothing could feel better.
“Fast Orlando. Please!” she pleaded once again.

“Not slow?”
“Orlando! Oh hell I don’t care!” He smirked at her once again and began to move even faster. Orlando grasped her hips to pull her closer to him. He began to pound himself into her. Her hips moved as fast as he was. She felt like butter around him. He felt as if he couldn’t get in deep enough.

“Oh God Shelle. Love you feel so good.” He said. His voice laden with desire.
“Orlando, faster.” He did as she requested. Shelle could feel her toes tingling. Her heart raced. She yanked his head back down to hers and kissed him. Their tongues mingling once again as she felt herself cresting at the peak of her orgasm. She could feel her inner walls clutch around him.

“Orlando!” she cried out as her orgasm flooded through her. Orlando felt her tighten around him and he couldn’t hold on any longer. He felt his own release as he poured himself into her.
“Jesus, Shelle!” He pulled out of her and collapsed onto the bed. Their breathing came at a fast and hurried pace. He turned his head to look at her. She had her eyes closed. He leaned up on an elbow and traced her face with his finger. She opened her eyes to look at him. He smiled at her and bent down to gently kiss her. He pulled her close to his body and held on tight. He continued kissing her. Arousing her once again.
“Orlando.” She gasped.
“What?”
“How did you know where I lived?”
“Tim gave me your address.”
“Isn’t that against store policy or something.”

“Probably.” He said with a smirk. “So, still want to watch a movie? I heard something about a favorite scene of yours from Troy.” he asked.
Shelle looked at him with a smirk of her own. She moved so that she was straddling his hips and she could feel him becoming aroused once again. She bent down close to his face.
“Like you said Orlando. Who needs movies when I’ve got the real thing right here?”
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