SnowRob

When they were in her bedroom Claire went around and lit some candles.
‘I always keep candles dotted around the place. We get a lot of power cuts this time of year.’ When she turned she gasped. Rob was standing in the middle of the room. He had dropped the robe and was naked. He smiled at her reaction.
‘I’m never going to get used to seeing you...like that.’ She blinked hard. Not that she would get the chance.
Rob smiled. ‘I’d like to see the tattoo’s again.’ He came over to her. ‘Let me undress you.’
He just kept doing it didn’t he? Taking her breath away.
Slowly he took hold of the hem of her jumper and raised it up over her head and off. He dipped his head and kissed her from her neck down to her navel, running his tongue over the stars. He dropped to his knees and undid her jeans. He pulled them down and helped her to step out of them. Then he did the same with the knickers. He turned her around and ran his hands up and over her back. He pressed his lips to her skin and followed his hands up to her shoulders.
He stood and gently kissed her neck. As he did he pressed against her back. She gave a low whimper. Rob smiled to himself. Having her react like that all the time was such a turn on. He slid his hands around her waist and down over her stomach. While he kissed her neck he played with her wiry hair and then started to stroke over her. She leaned back against him. His fingers found her.
‘Umm, you’re so wet, so warm.’ He breathed into her hair. She was making those sexy sounds again. He needed to do more. And he could feel her leaning hard against him, she needed the support. So he eased her away from him and led her to the bed.
‘Lay on your stomach for me.’
Claire rolled over onto her stomach. Rob climbed onto the bed beside her and spent some time getting to know her beautiful back. He stroked and kissed and licked his way over every inch of her. By the time he sat back on his heels she was breathing so hard, and her skin was flushed and glowing. Her skin tasted slightly salty.
But Rob was getting to the point where he needed more. He climbed up onto her and sat on the back of her thighs. He gave her one last stroke down her spine and then pushed her knees apart with his. He took hold of her hips and pulled her up just enough.
‘Are you comfortable like this?’ He asked.
‘Yes.’ She gasped.
Rob positioned himself behind her and slowly pushed forward. They both cried out. Umm she really did feel good.
Claire grabbed hold of the pillow. She was trying not to cry out too much, it was almost embarrassing.
Rob set the pace slow. To begin with. But slow wasn’t going to last. He started to speed up, getting faster and faster until he was slamming into her hard.
‘I’m...so...close..’ He panted.
‘Oh...Rob! Oh...please...I’
He reached one hand around and pressed down on her clit. That was it. Her body convulsed and she pushed back against him. Rob gave one more thrust and came hard.

SnowRob

‘That would be nice. But you can’t give all that up. Certainly not for me. If I can have you here for a day or two more, that will be fantastic. You’ve already given me far more than I ever dreamt.’
Rob kissed her neck more.
‘I’m getting quite a lot back as well. No one’s made me feel like this before.’
He let her go then so that she could finish getting dinner. He sat at the kitchen table and watched her. A few things were going through his mind.
‘You said you’re a writer. So where do you go to write?’ He ran his hand through his hair.
‘Nowhere. I have a desk upstairs, and a lap top. I go down to the beach sometime in the summer, or the garden.’
‘So you can write anywhere?’
‘In theory. As long as I have my lap top and my mobile phone.’ She still had her back to him. ‘And Wifi is a godsend. My agent emails me rather that calling.’
‘Humm.’ Rob ran the thought through his mind again.
‘Here we go. Nothing special I’m afraid, but it should be edible.’ Claire smiled and handed him a plate.
‘Thanks.’ He took the plate and waited for her to settle.
While they ate he asked her all sorts of things about her life. What her other commitments were, about her parents.
‘Ok, enough about me!’ She said at last and laughed. ‘Your life is way more exciting than mine!’
‘Not all the time. It’s not all film sets and red carpet stuff. Loads of boring meetings, like the ones I should be going to this week. I’m rather glad I’m going to miss them. And living in a hotel can be miserable.’
‘Have you never thought of renting a flat or something?’
‘I hate being on my own. With a hotel at least there are people around all the time. If I’m on my own too much I think too much. I might though, if I had someone to share a place with.’
‘I can think of several girls who would love that job!’ She laughed. She gathered the dishes up and went back to the sink.
‘One would do. Although I’m guessing I’d be hard to live with.’ He got up and went to help her.
‘Wow. A list Hollywood stars can wash up can they?’ She grinned.
‘When we’re allowed.’ He laughed. ‘Not that my domestic skills extend very far! One reason I’d be a pain to live with.’
‘But your other skills make up for it.’ Oh shit had she just said that out loud? She blushed and was glad of the bad light.
‘And what other skills would they be?’ He abandoned the plate he was drying and wound his arms around her. Rob pushed his hands under her jumper onto her warm skin and started stroking her back.
‘Umm...Well that for one.’
‘What about you? How easy would you be to live with?’ He smiled and started to kiss her jaw line.
‘No...idea.’ She gasped. Her head was swimming again. And when he pulled her close and ran a finger all the way down her spine she gave a whimper.
‘You’re so responsive.’ Rob hummed. She was. All he was doing was kissing her and touching her back and she was quivering in his arms.
‘Can we leave all this till the morning?’ He nodded to the sink of dishes. ‘I’d like to go to bed.’
‘Oh yes. Um, sorry. I need to make the spare bed up for you.’ She tried to pull away to go and sort out the spare room.
‘Well I wasn’t planning on sleeping just yet. And...umm...what’s wrong with your bed?’ He held her closer and kissed her full on the lips.
‘My...bed...is...nice.’ She said between kisses.
‘Good. Take me there. Take me to bed.’
Claire’s heart was pounding. He’d just asked her to take him to bed? She bit her lip and watched him do the hair thing. His eyes were dancing over her. She remembered everything they had already done. Her knees trembled at the thought of doing it all again. She took his hand and led him upstairs.
‘You’re trembling again. This really means that much to you?’ He said in wonder. Claire just nodded and chewed her lip more. The thoughts in his head started to join up, he nodded to himself. He smiled down at her and lightly touched her cheek.

For Sim xxxxxxxxxxx

The ticket was sitting on the mantle looking at her. Simone took it down again and red it, just to make sure it was real.
A ticket to the London premiere of Remember Me. Every time she looked at it she went hot, then cold, and got goose bumps. Right now she was standing in the London hotel room with a huge grin, and four dresses spread out on the bed! There was no guarantee that she was actually going to see any of the stars, but they would be there. And that meant Robert Pattinson.
She picked up the black dress again. It was low cut and she had an amazing cleavage. Couldn’t hurt could it? She tried it on. Oh yes, that would do very nicely.

The taxi dropped her as close to the red carpet as it could get. Good God there were hundreds of people there! Someone came over to her.
‘Good evening madam. Invitation?’
With a shaking hand Simone handed him the card. He took it, looked it over, looked her over, and lifted the barrier to let her through.
‘Have a good evening.’ He smiled. And there she was. On the red carpet. Woah! She started to walk up towards the theatre. There were cameras press, and hundreds of fans, all waiting.
She was about half way up when she heard the screaming. Simone turned. A big car with blacked out windows had pulled up. Simone stopped and watched.
Rob climbed out of the car and the screaming went off the scale. He ran his hand through his hair and grinned. He bounced over to the small group that were waiting for him. He was in a suite; he always looked so good in a suite. Simone was frozen to the spot. He was looking around, getting his bearings. When he saw her he smiled and did the hair thing again.
Simone smiled back. Her mind had gone blank. But she was aware that Rob was looking at her chest, quite a lot. His eyes were flickering all over her. She knew she was blushing, and her mouth had gone dry. He grinned again when he caught her eye; he looked a little embarrassed at getting busted. And then someone spoke to him and he had to go and do his thing.
Simone went a little further up the red carpet and stood out of the way so that she could watch. Rob was giving interviews, posing for pics and signing autographs. Now and again he glanced her way. When he did he smiled that smile. Simone always managed to smile back, but her knees were getting the better of her.
It seemed to take forever, but eventually he got to where she was. He was just a few inches away now, she could almost touch him. She could hear him talking to the fans that were getting hysterical. He was trying not to laugh.
And then he turned. Suddenly he was right there in front of her. Simone blinked hard. Wow, close up he really was breathtaking.
‘Hello.’ He grinned down at her, his eyes going straight to her breasts. He ran his thumb across his lips.
‘Hi.’ She managed. She was checking him out to. Those trousers were tight in just the right place. She bit her lip. As she did she saw his eyes start to smoulder, and he gave the little pout.
‘Rob.’ Someone called. They wanted him again. He held his hand out to her.
‘See you later?’ He ran his other hand through his hair.
Simone took his offered hand. ‘I hope so.’
And he was gone. They whisked him through to the theatre. A security guard showed her where to go and someone else showed her to her seat. From her spot she could see the top of his head, three rows in front. At one point he turned and looked around. When he spotted Simone he grinned and nodded.
Two hours later the lights went back up. Oh good grief that was one awesome film! Simone had to wipe away more than one tear. She filed out into the foyer with everyone else.
‘Did you like it?’ Rob had come up behind her. Simone jumped and turned.
‘It made you cry?’ He smiled. ‘Are you ok?’
‘I’m fine, thanks.’ Simone smiled back. ‘It was very powerful, wonderful.’
‘Thank you.’ Rob ran his hand through his hair. ‘Are you coming to the party?’
‘Umm, no. I was only invited to the screening.’
‘Would you like to come?’ He was looking her over again. She really did have a cracking cleavage. Oh the thoughts in his head right then.
‘I’d love to come.’ She bit her lip; she knew they weren’t talking about what she was thinking.
‘Then shall we?’ Rob held out his arm. Simone slipped her arm through his and let him lead her out to the waiting car.
‘By the way, do you have a name?’
‘Simone. But everyone calls me Sim.’
‘Hello Sim. I’m Robert, but everyone calls me Rob.’
‘I know.’ Simone blushed.
‘Yes. I suppose you must.’ His eyes once again went down to her breasts. That dress really should be illegal! It wasn’t right to look like that in public, especially when he was wearing quite snug trousers.
‘Um, my face is up here.’ Simone laughed. It happened all the time. Rob blushed and looked up.
‘I’m sorry!’
‘Don’t be. I’m used to it.’
‘Especially wearing a dress like that! You are rather asking to have them looked at.’ He ran his thumb across his lips again. Damn that was so sexy. His hands on his mouth like that!
‘It was the idea.’
‘Then you succeeded. But I’ll stop leering.’ And he did try. But his eyes kept wandering. And he was thinking things he shouldn’t be thinking.
‘So...um...where are we going?’ Simone asked.
‘The after show party is at the Dorchester, where we’re staying.’
‘Very nice!’
‘Where are you staying?’ He was leaning in to her now, his eyes on her.
‘A little hotel in Kensington. Nice, but not the Dorchester!’
‘I’ll make sure you get home ok. If you want to go home.’ His lips twitched.
‘And why wouldn’t I want to go home?’
‘Because you might get a better offer.’
‘Such as?’ Her heart was racing. He was leaning in to her further and further.
‘Something like this?’ And he lightly kissed her. It was the smallest brush over her lips, but it was enough. Rob’s eyes flashed and he grabbed her. He pulled her hard against him and crushed his mouth to hers. Simone gasped. Where had this come from? Ok Sim, stop thinking. She fisted her hands in his soft hair and kissed him back as hard as she could. Rob moaned against her kiss.
If the car hadn’t stopped then who knows what might have happened. But they were there. The driver was opening the door. Rob climbed out and held out his hand. Simone took it and let him help her out, her knees were decidedly wobbly.
Rob kept hold of her hand all the way into the hotel. As soon as they were inside someone claimed him again.
‘Go get yourself a drink. I won’t be long.’ He smiled, but it was a different smile. It was intense, full of something.
Simone took a deep breath and went into the function room where the party was in full swing. She was handed a glass of champagne, which she drank in one. That was better!
About half an hour passed and three more glasses of champagne were drunk before Rob found her chatting to someone she was sure she recognised, but couldn’t place.
‘There you are.’ He touched her lightly on her bare elbow. ‘All done. I’m all yours.’
‘Who was I just talking to?’ Simone whispered.
‘Liam Nielson. He’s a friend of Piers’.’ Rob ran his hand lightly over her arm. Simone went ping somewhere delicate.
‘Oh.’ Just you average movie star then!!
‘I really need to go for a smoke. Would you join me?’ He took her hand before she had the chance to say no. Not that she was planning to.
Rob kicked the door shut behind them. He pulled a packed of cigarettes from his inside pocket.
‘Do you?’ He offered her the packet.
‘Not very often. Now and again.’
‘Do you want one now?’ He smirked down at her, still holding the packet.
‘I’d better not.’ Sim bit her lip. Oh he wished she would stop doing that!!
Simone leaned against the wall and watched as Rob put a cigarette between his lips and lit it. He inhaled deeply and blew the smoke up into the air. It did smell inviting. Her lips were parted slightly as she watched him inhale again. This time he held the smoke in his mouth and came up to her. He brought his face right down to hers. He was so close now his hair was tickling her cheek. Simone blinked hard. But he was still coming. He was as close as he could be now without actually kissing her. Her lips were tingling. Rob pursed his lips and then blew. He blew the smoke from his mouth into hers. Simone inhaled it, all of it. When his mouth was empty of smoke he finally kissed her. He pulled her close and then eased her back against the wall. Simone responded. Her fingers twined into his hair and she pulled him down to her. When his tongue pressed to her lips she sucked him in.
Rob pressed closer; she could feel him against her, all of him. Oh my! His hands came down and cupped her arse. He squeezed and Simone moaned. Umm she felt good. Slowly he rubbed against her. She moaned again, and so did he.
When he broke away from the kiss they were both panting hard. Rob was still pressed close, she could still feel him.
‘We should be getting back.’ He breathed. ‘But.’ He looked down.
‘Yes. That would be rather obvious.’ Simone gave herself no time to think about what she was doing. She dropped to her knees. Rob braced his hands on the wall above her head. Simone quickly undid his fly and released him. Holy fuck! Everything they said was right! She pulled his trousers down to his knees. Rob was breathing hard, looking down at her.
Simone looked up as she took hold of him. She closed her fingers around his hardness.
‘Ungh!’ Rob groaned.
With a little smile she took him in her mouth. She sucked hard.
‘Fuck!’
He liked that did he? Well ok then. She took him in further and further. He was too big so she kept hold of him as well, gently squeezing with her hand at the same time. Now and again she lightly bit and rolled her tongue around him. He was gasping, still looking down at her. As she upped the pace his hips started to rock forward and back to her rhythm. He was starting to quiver, any second now. With a grim Simone sucked hard and squeezed.
‘Gah! Oh God!...I’m....fuck!’ Rob came hard into her mouth. His whole body consumed with it. Simone swallowed and pulled off of him. Slowly she stood.
‘Shit Sim!’ Rob tided himself up and pulled her into his arms. When he kissed her he could taste himself. ‘I need to show my face for a while. But then I’m taking you upstairs, to my room.’
‘And what are we going to do there?’
‘Do you really need to ask?’ Rob raised an eyebrow.
For the next couple of hours Simone watched Rob working the room. Now and then he would come over and brush a hand over her arm or her back.
As soon as he felt he’d done enough he came and found her.
‘That will do for tonight. They can carry on without me.’ He took her hand and led her out of the room to the lifts. While they waited he played with her fingers. It wasn’t what he wanted to play with, but it was too public. Finally the lift arrived and they got in. Thank goodness they were alone. Rob couldn’t wait for the doors to close. When they did he was on her instantly. He wound his arms around her and dipped his head. He didn’t kiss her lips this time; he went to her neck, then her shoulder. Simone stroked his hair. She felt his hand wandering over her back to her arse, again he squeezed. He was starting to back her to the wall, still kissing her, when the doors opened.
When he pulled away she could see the desire on his face. Simone went a little light headed.
‘Come on.’ He already had his key card in his hand. Simone followed him along the corridor to his room. She watched him unlock the door and hold it open for her. She brushed past him into the huge room. Wow, very swanky.
She went over to the large windows. From this high up you could see London spread out, all lit up. She was so busy staring that she didn’t see Rob behind her. He slipped his arms around her and pulled her back against him.
‘Umm.’ She hummed. When she looked back to the window she could see their reflection. She could see Rob leaning down to again kiss her neck. And she could see one of his hands coming up to her breasts. She held her breath as he gently slid his hand into the fabric of her dress. She was very glad she’d decided not to wear a bra because his fingers made direct contact with her skin. She gasped a little at the sensation. Rob smiled and moved his fingers over her more. When he found her nipple her slowly rolled it between his fingers. Simone leaned back into him, her breathing a little erratic.
She tried to keep watching him, but her eyes were flickering. She didn’t see his other hand reaching down to the hem of her dress. But she felt it. And she felt him pressing closer to her and rubbing a little. His hand brushed up over her thigh. He kept going until he was touching the elastic of her knickers. He stopped then and ran his hand around and eased her legs apart a little. She was warm and soft; he knew how good she would feel. He rubbed his hardness against her again. When his finger pushed under the fabric and finally touched her she cried out and leaned back more. He started to lightly kiss her neck again as he stroked his fingers over her. Umm, so wet! He needed to feel her hands on him to. He took his hand from her breast and guided her own hand down to the fly of his trousers. He helped her to undo them and then pushed himself into her hand. Her fingers closed around him and she started to slowly pump him.
‘Oh Sim...umm.’ He returned his hand to her breasts. At the same time he moved two fingers up into her. Simone moaned and gripped him tighter, pumped him faster.
‘Rob...shit..I...unff.’ She was so close; he was bringing her there so easily, so quickly.
‘Come for me Sim, let me feel it.’ He whispered. She didn’t need him to ask, she was already there. He held onto her as she started to shake, her knees finally giving way.
‘Rob! Jeeze!’ She was a gasping heap in his arms. She gathered her to him and kissed her.
‘One all. Let’s do the next one together.’ He breathed. He helped her into a chair. He took a step back and pulled off his jacket. Simone watched wide eyed as he carried on and unbuttoned his shirt. He slid it off and shrugged it to the floor. His trousers were hanging loose and he stepped out of them to. He was standing before her in all his glory.
He took her hands and pulled her to her feet. When he was sure she wasn’t going to collapse again he let go of her hands and got busy with the fastening of her dress. It didn’t put up much resistance and she was soon standing in just her knickers and high heels. When Simone went to kick the shoes off Rob stopped her.
‘Leave them on.’ He breathed. He stepped to her and held her close, running his hands over her naked back. ‘Come to bed.’
When they were in the bedroom Rob took a little time to run his hands all over her. Gently he pulled her knickers down and helped her step out of them. Then he led her to the bed. Simone sat down on the edge of it and Rob sank down on his knees before her. He took one foot in his hand and pulled off her shoe. He kept hold of her foot and ran his thumb nail down her instep.
Simone moaned. Wow, that was shooting right...there. Rob let go and took up the other foot. He did the same again.
‘Ungh! Rob!’ She was leaning back a little, her hands braced on the mattress. Rob brought his hands up to her knees and then pushed them apart. Simone watched his head move forward. He rested his hands on her thighs and pushed his tongue out. He swept it over her again and again. Now and then he pushed his tongue right into her and swirled it around. Simone could feel it building. He was too good at this!
‘Oh...Rob...please...I....fucking hell!’ she started to shake. Rob sucked her clit and bit lightly. Immediately she went straight over the edge again. She’d never had a multiple before. But he wasn’t done. He kept sucking and licking, and then he pushed his fingers back into her as well. Damn was she ever going to stop? Thank God she was sitting down. The room was spinning now.
She felt Rob laid her back on the bed and climb up beside her. She was panting, still trying to recover. His hand lightly stroked over her. Down her shoulder, her ribs to her stomach. She stiffened a little when his fingers found her scar. Bit he just stroked it, then leaned over a kissed all along it.
‘I need you Sim. I need to be inside you. I can’t wait any longer.’ He kissed back up to her lips. While they kissed he rolled onto her. Gently he eased her legs apart with his knees. He moved onto his elbows so she could feel him against her.
‘Please Rob...yes...oh yes...now.’ And she arched her back to him. Very slowly he entered her. He pushed all the way in, as far as he could go. Then he pulled almost out.
‘So good Sim.’ He did the same again, really slowly. Then again, and again. Each time he got a little faster. The friction was amazing. She could feel all of him. Even at this slow a pace she wasn’t going to take long. He was gazing down at her; she was watching those beautiful eyes. He was trying hard to keep going for her, but she could see the need in his eyes. She arched her back and clenched her muscles, bringing him in. He moaned at the feeling and thrust a little harder and faster. Oh there it was again!
‘Rob I...oh...come with me.’ She gasped.
‘I’m already there.’ With one more thrust she came hard around him. She bucked her hips up and gripped him tight. She heard him groan and felt him quiver. Then she felt the unmistakable throbbing as he emptied himself inside her. He flopped down onto her. His damp body draped across hers.
‘Bloody hell Sim!’ He rolled to her side. ‘Stay the night with me. I think we need to do that a few more times!’

For Amy and Amrita xx

Bobby was backstage. He had a few minutes before he had to go on. He peeped out to see what the crowd was like. The Mercury Lounge was full, packed. He could see Rob, he smiled. He’d said he would come if he could. He was chatting to a blonde, good old Rob, pulled already! The blonde he was talking to was part of a group of girls. A big group! Wow. He scanned over them. They were all very attractive. But there were two that stood out. They were sitting together. One was another blonde; she was in jeans and a sparkly vest top. The other had long, almost black hair, her skin was darker to. He couldn’t take his eyes off of them. He wouldn’t say no to any of them, he’d never seen so many hot women in one place! But those two, he could just imagine.....Except he couldn’t. He had to go out in front of them any minute and perform. He had to keep his mind focussed.
He heard the DJ winding up his set. Then they announced him. He took a deep breath and walked out on stage. As soon as he did all eyes were on him. He looked over to the two girls he’d already spotted. They were leaning forward, eyes wide. He smiled back at them and started to sing.
He tried not to focus on them too much, but he kept looking their way. The blonde was biting her bottom lip and the brunette was swaying to the music, her hair bouncing as she did. He could imagine that hair sweeping over his bare chest. God that wasn’t helping. So he looked over to Rob. Except Rob had gone, and so has the girl he’s been talking to. Bobby grinned, lucky sod!

Amy nudged Amrita and they both giggled. There had been a lot of giggling this week.
‘He keeps looking at you.’ Amy nudged her again.
‘No he doesn’t! He keeps looking at you!’
‘Gagh he really is too darn sexy! I may have to go change my panties.’ Amy wriggled in her seat.

They were whispering to each other and looking at him. He would love to know what they were saying. He was going to forget what he was doing if he wasn’t careful.
Somehow he got through the set and hurried off stage. He was hot and sweaty. He needed a quick shower and a clean shirt before he went into the bar. He looked back to where Amy and Amrita were still giggling and looking at him.
‘Another drink.’ Amy decided. She got up and went to the bar. She was so busy trying to attract the attention of the barman that she hadn’t noticed Bobby come up beside her.
‘Can I get that for you?’ He said. Amy jumped. The Brit accent was unmistakable. She spun round. Shit! He was right there. Amy gave a little gasp.
‘Umm, thank you. But I’m getting a round for everyone.’
‘That’s ok. Would you mind if I joined you?’ He gave a shy smile and fidgeted with his hair.
‘Oh we’d love that!’ Amy tried not to sound as excited as she was. Bobby smiled again. He helped her to carry the drinks back to the table.
‘Do you have a name?’ He asked.
‘Sorry. I’m Amy.’
‘Nice to meet you Amy.’ He blushed a little. He was never any good talking to girls, especially ones he fancied. It was fine if Rob or Marcus or one of the others were there. But seeing as Rob had buggered off with the blonde he would have to try and do this on his own. He wasn’t passing this opportunity over. Amy led the way back to their table. Bobby started to feel a little hot. The other girl was staring back at them. She had a look on her face that made his mouth go dry.
‘This is Amrita.’ Amy introduced them.
He held out his hand. ‘Pleased to meet you.’
Amrita took his hand. ‘You to.’ Oh his hands were rough, from the guitar playing no doubt. She looked up into his eyes. He had pulled his hair forward to cover part of his face, but she could still see his eyes. He was looking at her through his long lashes. Her heart gave a flip.
He took a seat between Amy and Amrita. Umm, that was a nice place to be. Amy handed him a beer. She and Amrita exchanged looks. Bobby Long was sat between them! They both moved their chairs a little closer to him.
Bobby was just taking a swig from his beer when he felt a hand on his knee. He looked down. It was Amy. She was looking sideways at him and grinning. She moved her hand up to his thigh and squeezed. Bobby coughed. He knew he was blushing. But it was nice, very nice.
He lifted his beer to his lips again. Just as he swallowed he felt a hand on his other thigh. Amrita was smiling at him. Oh jeeze. His face was burning. And so was something else. Hell he was glad he had the table to hide under. He saw Amy and Amrita exchange another glance. What the hell were they planning?
He soon found out. Simultaneously they both moved their hands up. Amy undid the button and Amrita the zip. Bobby abandoned the beer, he was breathing hard now. He put his hands flat on the table. Amy was the first to slip her hand under the tight denim. She pushed down until she was cupping his balls. Then Amrita wrapped her fingers around him. Bobby gave a strangled cry. He looked wide eyed at first one and then the other. They were looking around them, as if nothing was going on. But something was defiantly going on. They were working on him so well, like they’d done this before. Their hands never got in each other’s way. They were in perfect harmony. And he was starting to sweat again! He tried hard not to let it show, but he could feel the burning in his back. Fuck he was going to come right there, in public!
Amy and Amrita kept the pace up; they knew he was nearly there. They both gave a hard squeeze and that was it. Bobby shuddered and gripped the table.
They removed their hands and Amy handed him a tissue. Bobby blushed again and took it. He did his fly back up and hurried to the bathroom.
Ok, they were both up for something, that was for certain. But two of them? At once? He tided himself up and went back to sit with them. They had gotten him another beer, and he really needed it! He took a few long swigs on it and started to feel better.
He looked at them both and grinned. How could he choose?
‘Are you ok?’ Amy asked. She had her head cocked to one side and was defiantly giving him the come on.
‘Fine thanks. Do you ladies have plans for the rest of the evening?’ He asked.
‘Nothing special.’ Amrita tried to sound casual.
‘Are you staying close by?’ He asked. He didn’t want to take them back to the crappy flat he was renting.
‘We’re sharing a room at the Hilton.’ Amy bit her lip again.
‘Just the two of you?’
‘Just the two of us.’ Amy winked. ‘And it has one really big super king bed.’ And she winked again.
They were sharing a bed? Bobby had a mental image then that made him go cross eyed.
‘Big enough for three.’ Amrita added. ‘Someone could easily fit in between us.’ And she winked.
Bobby was blushing deeply. He took another swig of beer. The invitation couldn’t be clearer could it? He needed another beer, fast. He went to get one and watched as they started chatting together again. Shit what were they planning now? He took a deep breath. He could do this, of course he could. He was young, his stamina was good. And he suspected they would be able to handle themselves, each other and him! Was he really about to spend the night with two women? Yes, it looked like he was.
He drank his beer while he was still at the bar, then ordered another. Getting drunk wasn’t a good idea, but he needed to take the edge off. This was so not the sort of thing he did.
He drank the second one and went back over to them. He looked down at them. Oh he was going to enjoy this!
‘So ladies. Shall we?’ He grinned and picked up his jacket.
Amy and Amrita exchanged a smile. It had worked! They didn’t need asking twice. They both grabbed their coats and bags and followed him out. Lili shouted something to them, but Amy just pointed to Bobby’s receding back. A few of the others gave her the thumbs up.
By the time they has caught him up Bobby had already got them a cab. He held the door open for them, then climbed in after.
He immediately turned to Amy. He grabbed her and kissed her. Amy gave a squeak. Maybe he wasn’t so shy after all? While he was kissing Amy he let his hand wander over to Amrita. He ran his hand up her leg and heard her give a little gasp.
It only took a few minutes for them to get to the hotel. Amy fished out they key card and took Bobby’s hand. Bobby reached back with his other hand and took Amrita’s. They hurried to the elevator. Once inside Bobby decided it was Amrita’s turn. He pulled her over and kissed her hard. Amy was on him to. While he was kissing Amrita she started to kiss and nibble the back of his neck. He could feel her body against his back. And he was pressing against Amrita. The elevator had better hurry up or he was going to start right there and then!
When the door opened they tumbled out and stumbled along to the room. Amy had the door open in seconds and Bobby pulled them both in. He kicked it shut behind him and pulled them both to him. His hands were all over their backs. He kissed first one and then the other, over and over while backing them into the room.
Wow, he wasn’t so shy now was he? Amrita started to pull at his shirt and Amy at the fly of his jeans. It didn’t take long to have him down to his underwear. Bobby pulled himself away then.
‘Your turn.’ He growled and lunged for Amrita. He pulled her shirt off over her head and pinged her bra while her arms were still up in the air. He held her hands above her head and stroked down her body to her naked breasts. Amrita gasped as he rubbed his rough hands over her soft skin. He pressed down on her nipples and ran his nail lightly over them.
‘Oh!’ Amrita sighed and tried to free her hands. But Bobby had them tight. He backed her to the wall and held her there. His free hand carried on down her body to the hem of her skirt. He pushed up under it and stopped when her felt her knickers. With a grin her pulled his hand away, leaving Amrita gasping. He found the zip of her skirt and undid it, pulling it free of her. Now the skirt was out of the way he was free to slide his hand right under her knickers.
Amy was watching, getting hotter and hotter. When she heard Amrita cry out as Bobby found her with his fingers she pulled her own clothes off and went over to them. She pressed herself to Bobby’s back and rubbed her breasts over his bare skin. Then she took hold of the top of his underpants and pulled them down. Bobby let out a cry of surprise and shot his fingers further up into Amrita.
‘Fuck Bobby!’ Amrita cried.
When Amy had rid of his pants she pushed her hands between his thighs and parted them. Then she took hold of him, sliding her hand up and wrapping her fingers around him. Bobby moaned. He let go of Amrita’s hands and reached back to Amy. He found her easily and did the same to her as he was doing to Amrita. Amy groaned and pumped him. Now her hands were free Amrita wound her fingers into his hair and started stroking the back of his neck and shoulders.
This was amazing. But Bobby wasn’t going to come like that again. He pulled away from Amrita and disentangled himself from Amy. He took both their hands and led them to the bed. He swung Amy around and threw her onto the bed. Before she could do or say anything he had climbed up onto her. He pressed her down into the mattress and thrust hard into her.
‘Fuck!’ Amy cried. Oh good God! She clung to him and when he started to kiss her she kissed him back. He was pounding on and on. Amy could feel him deep inside her. And she could feel something else. Oh this was going to be a good one. It was coming from her toes all the way up.
‘Bobby...I...Oh jeeze!’ Amy’s head was swimming. She could see Amrita, but her face was a blur.
As soon as Bobby felt Amy come down from her high he withdrew and grabbed Amrita. With a cry of surprise she found herself on her stomach with her arse in the air. Bobby wasn’t hanging around. He pushed into her and started thrusting fast. He had a good grip on her hips. Amrita gripped the sheets, crying out at each thrust. Shit he was good at this! Bobby was panting hard, trying not to come until Amrita was there.
He needn’t have worried. The next time he slammed into her she exploded. Her back arched and she nearly ripped the sheet she was gripping.
Bobby relaxed and let himself go this time. He shook and then collapsed against her back. After a few moments he rolled from Amrita onto the bed. With a grin he looked at them both.
‘Give me five minutes and we’ll do that again.’

SnowRob

When do you have to be back?’ Claire looked up.
‘I was supposed to be driving back to London today. And I should be flying back to LA tomorrow. But that won’t happen now. I need to call a few people actually.’ He frowned.
‘You can use my mobile. The landline won’t be working with no electricity.’ She went to sit up, but Rob pulled her down.
‘The world won’t end if they have to cancel a few meetings. I can do some of them over the phone anyway. I’m not going anywhere. And nor are you.’ He kissed her then, rolling her onto her back. He kept kissing her as he ran his hand over her breasts and down her stomach. She sighed, that felt so nice. Those hands on her bare skin. He carried on over her thigh and then moved round and slipped his hand between her legs. She moaned quietly and let him open her legs. Slowly he trailed his finger over her. She was quivering slightly at his touch. He smiled. He gently played with her folds and her clit. Umm she did feel good, hot and wet.
Oh my! Those fingers, and they were...umm. Claire looked down. He was gazing at her face, watching her reactions to what he was doing. She blushed and bit her lip. Rob smiled and dipped his head. Seconds later she felt his warm mouth on her.
‘Oh!’ She had to close her eyes. Seeing him do that was too much. But then, she had dreamt about him doing this so often. So she opened her eyes and looked down. His eyes were half closed and she could see the look of concentration on his face. He wanted to make this good for her. And he was.
It was so good. Better than good. His tongue moving over her, his fingers inside her. She was in some kind of heaven. She was breathing shallow and fast. His fingers moved around as he sucked her clit.
‘Oh God Rob...I...’ She cried. He kept going until she was there. He took her all the way up and back. He didn’t stop until he felt her body go loose, she was spent.
He lay back down beside her and cuddle her to him. While she recovered her breathing he kissed the top of her head and stroked her arm.
They lay there for a long time just talking. Now and again Rob would lean over and kiss her. Eventually his stomach turned traitor and growled. Claire disentangled herself instantly and started pulling her clothes on.
‘I’ll go and get us some food.’ She took the torch and went back into the kitchen. Rob put the robe back on and followed her. She was moving about in the half light. It seemed the Aga didn’t run on electricity and she was heating something up on it.
‘Can I do anything?’ He asked.
‘I don’t think so thanks.’ She looked over her shoulder and smiled. She was standing with her back to him, doing something at the sink.
Rob wandered over and slipped his arms around her waist. He pressed himself close to her back and snuggled into her hair. She leaned back into him and sighed. He kissed her neck and jaw.
‘Umm.’ She turned her head so that he could kiss her mouth. She reached one hand up and stroked his hair. She knew this was going to have to end. He was going to have to go back to LA soon, even if she managed to keep him a few more days. He would have to go, and that would be that. She sighed.
Rob frowned. ‘That didn’t sound very happy. What’s the matter?’
‘Nothing. I was just being selfish.’
‘Tell me.’ He kissed her again.
‘I was thinking that you’re going to have to go soon. You have this whole other life.’
‘I can’t go anywhere while it’s still snowing, the airports will be closed. Not that I want to go anywhere. I wish I could stay here, with you.’

For Celeste xxxxxxx

Filming on an open set was all very well, but all those people watching could be really off putting. Rob peeped out of his trailer. The crowd had got even bigger. But she was there again. The pretty one with the dark hair. She’d been there every day. Jackson had noticed her to. She was different from the others. She didn’t once scream when they came on set. She just seemed to stand and watch. Once or twice he had looked over to her and smiled, she always smiled back, and blushed. The blushing was quite sexy. In face she was quite sexy.
‘She’s back again then?’ Jackson nodded to where Celeste was once again standing at the front of the crowd. It was a warm day today for a change so she had a thin summer dress on. Rob and Jackson looked her over. Rob ran his hand through his hair. She really was very attractive. He felt a tingle. Oh no, he could not go on set with one of those! He hurried back into his trailer

‘Rob come on!’ It was one of the producers. Rob took a few deep breaths. Why was seeing in her in that dress having such an affect? She’d been there every day for the last week. When he came out again he tried not to look over to her. But the sun was behind her and was shining right through her dress. He blinked.
When the mornings’ filming was finished he went and found one of the assistants.
‘Do we know who the brunette is?’ Rob nodded over to Celeste.
‘No idea. Just one of the fans I think.’
‘I wonder if you could give her an access pass please?’ Rob looked back over to her.
‘Certainly Mr Pattinson.’

‘Excuse me miss?’
Celeste looked up at the young woman standing before her with a clip board. She seemed to be talking to her.
‘Um yes?’
‘Mr Pattinson asked me to give you this. Would you follow me please?’ The assistant handed her the pass. Celeste looked down at it.
‘Mr Pattinson did?’ Celeste looked over to where Rob was standing watching them.
‘He asked me to let you have an access pass and to escort you on to the set.’
‘Oh. Um, ok.’ Celeste took the pass and clipped it onto her dress. She followed the girl onto the set. Wow, this was insane.
The girl took her to the refreshment trailer and left her to it. Celeste looked around and decided coffee might be a good idea. She needed the caffeine.
She was just pouring some into a mug when she was aware of a movement behind her. When she turned her heart did a massive flip.
‘Hello.’ He was looking down at her and smiling. He ran his hand through his hair and held his other hand out to her.
‘I’m Rob.’
‘Um, I know.’ Celeste blushed deeply but she took his hand. ‘I’m Celeste.’ His fingers curled around hers. As soon as their skin touched Celeste felt the bolt of electricity shoot through her. And she saw the flash that went across Rob’s eyes.
He kept hold of her hand and led her over the where some of the other were gathered. She could feel him press his thumb into her palm and press lightly. God that went straight between her legs. Every time he pressed it was like he was pressing right there on her clit!
‘Jackson. This is Celeste.’ Rob looked down at her and grinned.
‘Well hi there darlin’.’ Jackson gave her a long look up and down. Celeste knew she was blushing again.
‘Hello Jackson.’ She bit her lip. He really was rather dishy in real life. She saw Jackson and Rob exchange glances.
‘Would you like me to show you around?’ Rob asked.
‘That would be nice. Thank you.’
Rob took her around and showed her all the various cameras, set mock ups and introduced her to some of the others. He never let go of her hand.
Eventually he led her over to the wardrobe department. It was deserted. Everyone was already dressed for the day.
‘So what do you think?’ Rob still had hold of her hand.
‘It’s amazing. So much stuff and people!’
‘Nice and quiet here though.’ Rob glanced around. Then he gave her hand a sharp tug to pull her to him. Celeste gasped. She put one hand on his chest to steady herself. He dipped his head and kissed her, full on the mouth. Celeste felt the room spinning. But she kissed him back.
He released her hand and took a proper hold of her hips. He pulled her right to him and then wound his arms around her. She gasped again.
Neither of them had seen Jackson come in. But he had seen them. Rob was kissing the sexy brunette, Celeste. Lucky fucker! He watched the way she was leaning into him, twining her fingers into his hair. He could imagine how that would feel. She’d taste delicious to, he knew. And that damn dress, he could see just enough to give him all sorts of thoughts! Shit he was getting hard watching them! He should leave, he really should. And then Rob started to back her towards the wall. Jackson knew what that would mean, so he stayed put.
As soon as Celeste started stroking his hair Rob lost it. He was just going to kiss her, that was all. And then she went and did that and she might as well have stroked him somewhere else. Fuck! His body took over his brain and all he could think of was getting her in a better position. He started backing her to the wall.
Celeste felt her back hit the wall. Rob was kissing her so hard, his tongue caressing the inside of her mouth. Oh wow, she never expected him to taste like that. She no longer had any idea who she was or where, or how. Nothing else mattered except that she was being kissed by HHH, and that he was pressing her against the wall and..ohh...rubbing against her. He groaned as he rubbed his erection against her thigh. Celeste’s breath caught.
He took his mouth from hers and moved to her neck. He started kissing her neck, over her shoulders. She was very glad she had the support of the wall! She gripped his hair harder. Rob groaned again. If she kept tugging his hair like that he really was going to have to fuck her!! He needed to calm himself down. So he dropped to his knees.
Celeste watched as he lifted her skirts. Her knees were already bucking at the very thought. Rob looked up, she was shaking. He looked around. Perfect. He stood and spun her around, lifting her up onto a table. Then he eased her back. Celeste leaned back on her hands. She was breathing so hard now. He was going to...was he?
Jackson moved closer. From where he was he could see everything. Rob had thrown her up onto the table and was pushing her skirts up. He was kneeling before her. Fuck this was way better than the best porn film!! He undid his fly.
Rob pulled her knickers off and pushed her knees apart. Already she was gasping. She was looking down at him in disbelief. Well she had better believe it, because he was going to do it. And it wasn’t the only thing he was going to do!
Celeste held her breath and waited. She watched Rob lean forward and rest his hands on her thighs. He gave her a wicked grin and moved forward. Suddenly she felt his mouth on her. Holy fuck! His tongue was pushing into her and moving around and around. And then she felt one of his hands moving. His fingers joined his mouth. Watching him doing this was too much. She threw her head back. She knew she was moaning, how could she not?
Jackson pushed his hand into his jeans and took hold of himself. From the corner of her eye Celeste saw the movement. What she saw made the orgasm that was slowly building suddenly start to rush upon her. Jackson was watching them, and he was jerking off as he did! The next time Rob pushed his fingers into her she cried out and came hard against him.
Before she had the chance to come down completely Rob stood. With wide eyes she watched him undo his fly and pull his jeans down. Than his underpants. Jeeze! Would you look at that! He took hold of her hips and pulled her to him. She glanced over to Jackson, who was pumping himself hard now. She blinked.
‘Hold onto my shoulders.’ Rob instructed. Celeste wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. He held her eyes with his and thrust hard forward.
‘Rob!’ she cried out. He filled her, oh God he felt so good. The friction was amazing. She clung on as hard as she could. He was slamming into her so hard, getting in so deep.
‘Celeste...ungh...I...ohh!’ He was gasping, panting.
‘Oh, Rob...I’m...oh...please!’ She was almost there. Almost. And then she glanced at Jackson. He was bent double, and she could see that he was coming. He was coming watching her get fucked. That was it. The next time Rob thrust she exploded. And feeling her come, her muscles gripping, brought Rob with her hard.

For Jo xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Jo had got everything set up ready. Giving people shots for trips aboard was second nature to her so she was taking little notice when the door opened and he walked in. She had her back turned, sorting out some paperwork.
‘Take a seat and roll your left sleeve up as far as it will go please.’ She said over her shoulder. She checked the sheet. He needed three shots, all for a trip to the Far East. She finished getting everything ready, picked up the first syringe turned around and stopped. Her eyes bugged and she blinked.
‘Is this ok?’ He said, indicating his rolled up sleeve. His arm, bare right up to the shoulder. She swallowed hard. Ok, she was a professional. But his eyes were scanning over her in a way that was making it hard for her remember her name, let alone what it was she was supposed to be doing.
‘That’s fine Mr Pattinson. If you could sit back please? And try to relax.’ Right she had just told Robert fucking Pattinson to lay back and relax?! She needed to focus or she was going to make a mess of this and hurt him. She took several deep breaths. Rob was sitting back on the bed, looking amused and just about the sexiest thing she had ever seen. It was then that she remembered that she was going to have to touch him!
Her hands were shaking a little as she took the alcohol swab and came over to him. She bent over him and rubbed the cotton wool over his left bicep. He was looking up at her through those long lashes. If he kept giving her the sex eyes she really was going to forget how to do this. And how was he looking at her like that anyway? But he was, and then he licked his lips and she went a little dizzy.
‘Umm, this shouldn’t hurt too much. If you need a break between shots then just say.’
‘I trust you.’ He said and smiled.
Jo lightly rested her hand on his arm and gave him the first shot. His eyes never left her face as she did. He grimaced slightly, but said nothing. Jo was trying hard to focus on what she was doing. She was touching him, his arm, a place of wonder. And he was still looking up at her, like that! She made the mistake then of looking back at his face.
‘Next one.’ She squeaked. Oh for God sake woman he’s here to get shots, not to get fan girled over!
He held still again and watched her give him the second shot. She rubbed over the spot and held the cotton wool pad in place for a few seconds.
‘Still ok?’ she asked. He looked ok, he looked very, very ok!
‘Can I have a moment please?’ He shifted slightly and gave Jo a perfect view of the holy muffin.
‘Do you need a glass of water?’ Jo knew she was staring at his lap, and so did he. She blushed and looked up, only to get the full on eye fuck.
‘Yes please.’ He said and ran his hand through his hair.
Jo went and got him a plastic cup of water. When she handed it to him their fingers touched. Rob let his index finger linger on the back of her hand. Jo gasped before she could stop herself.
‘Thank you.’ He put the cup to those sweet lips. Jo almost whimpered.
When he handed her the cup back he made sure he touched her again. Then he leaned back against the bed and held his arm out for the last shot.
When she was done she wiped over his arm with the alcohol rub and made sure there was no bleeding.
‘You can roll your sleeve down now Mr Pattinson.’
‘Call me Rob, everyone does.’ He smile and sat up, running his hand through his hair as he did.
‘Well then, Rob, we’re all done here. Do you feel ok?’
‘Fine thanks. Jo.’ He squinted at her name badge and smiled.
And that was it. He left her feeling dizzy and very shaky. She’d just had half an hour alone with his holy hotness! She took a few moments to happy dance around her office.

Rob was her last appointment of the morning and now she took her lunch and stupidly big grin into the hospital grounds.
She had a favourite spot under a big tree. No one else ever came this far and she could always get some peace. She ate and then stretched herself out on the grass. She didn’t have another patient for well over an hour. She closed her eyes in the warm sun.
‘Hello again.’
His voice woke Jo up from her very pervy daydreaming. She opened her eyes and looked up into his beautiful face.
‘Hi.’ She managed.
‘Sorry, am I disturbing you? Only I saw you and wanted to come and talk. If that’s ok?’ Ok, talking wasn’t actually what he had in mind, but he couldn’t say that out loud.
‘You’re not disturbing me.’ Jo went to sit up, but Rob came and laid down beside her.
‘It’s a nice spot, peaceful.’ He mused.
‘Yes it is. No one ever comes over here.’ He was laying on his back right next to her. She could feel the heat from his body. Everything tingled. She was going to have to change her knickers before she went back to work.
‘How long before you have to be back at work?’ Rob turned and propped himself up on one elbow to face her. He was looking down into her eyes. She really was very attractive. And the nurses uniform, the way she had undone the first three buttons. He could just see the swell of her breasts. And her skirt had ridden up a little where she had laid down. He would like to run his hand up under that skirt. He ran his hand through his hair.
‘An hour or so.’ Jo looked back up at him. God he was so close.
‘I’m going to do something now, and I’ll understand if you slap my face, but I’m going to do it anyway.’ He scanned her face. When she didn’t move he bent his head and kissed her. Jo froze. His lips, so soft.
‘I’m sorry.’ Rob said and pulled away. Jo pulled herself together. He wanted to kiss her and she was just laying there?
‘No! I’m sorry. I wasn’t expecting it, that’s all.’
Rob smiled and leaned back in. This time she kissed him back. Fuck it was like lighting the blue touch paper! Her whole body took off, her back arched up to him. He pulled her over to him and rolled himself over so he was almost on top of her. God she tasted good! And so responsive, he decided to go with this. He’d wanted to touch her so that’s what he did. He hitched her knee around and over his hip, then he pushed his hand up her skirt. Jo moaned and arched up to him more. She couldn’t help it, it was like her body was acting all on it’s own.
Still kissing her deeply Rob pushed his hand further up until he was touching her knickers. She was so hot! He could feel the heat from there, he groaned and pulled her closer. His own arousal was all too obvious now as he pressed her to him. Her hands went into his hair and she gripped him to her. Rob moaned again and pushed his fingers under the fabric of her knickers and up into her.
Jo cried out and bucked her hips against his hand. He responded by rubbing her clit with his thumb. But he needed her hands on him to. With his other hand he undid his fly and took one of her hands from his hair. He guided her down and put her hand over his swollen urges. Jo took hold of him and squeezed and rubbed. Rob thrust forward, needing the friction.
Too soon he pulled away. He was gasping by her side. Jo again went to sit up, why had he stopped? She was nearly there.
‘Stay there.’ Rob breathed. Jo watched had he stood and pulled his jeans and then his underpants right off, and undid his shirt. Dear God he was magnificent! He sank back down beside her and pulled her uniform open, the poppers giving no resistance. Then he grabbed her knickers and pulled them off. Jo gasped.
Rob sat back on his heels and looked at her. Wow! Where to start? He knew where he wanted to finish, but he wanted it to last. So he kissed her mouth, caressing her with his tongue. Then he ran his lips over her throat, shoulders, and down and down. When he reached where he wanted to be he shifted and gently eased her legs apart. Jo was having trouble remembering how to breathe. He was going to do...that! She held her breath. Rob slowly ran his tongue over her, sucking her clit between his lips. Jo moaned and her back arched.
‘Fuck!’ She cried.
‘More?’ Rob looked up and grinned.
‘Yes!’
He set to work. He licked and sucked as his fingers once again pushed into her. Jo was grabbing at the grass, trying to keep still. Any second now! Rob felt her body quiver and worked faster and harder.
‘Rob!’ Jo was gone. Holy fuck! Rob kept moving over her until she was spent. She was gasping and panting.
But he wasn’t done. Just as she was starting to feel her limbs again she saw him rise up. He climbed between her thighs and brought his face down to hers. He kissed her and lowered his weight down onto her. She felt him pressing against her entrance.
When she arched her back to him he pushed into her. They both moaned loudly. Hell he was big! He pushed all the way in and stilled. Jo wrapped herself around him. He pulled out and back in, all the way, over and over and over.
‘God...Jo...it’s...too...good.’ He panted.
Jo couldn’t speak, she was so nearly there again, and she was looking up into his face, watching him fuck her.
‘Come with me...I...need to...Gagh!’ He was pounding into her, hard and deep. As soon as he spoke Jo felt it give, there it was!
‘Rob!’ She came so damn hard it almost hurt. And she felt him join her. He was shaking. His sweet breath was hard on her face. She reached up and stroked his hair.

A little bit more SnowRob.

He started to shudder. God it had never been that good before! He collapsed over her and buried his face in her neck. They were both gasping. He started to kiss her neck, over her jaw to her mouth. He kissed her deeply. She was still clinging to him, kissing him back.
When he rolled from her he pulled her to his side and wound his arms around her. She cuddled into his damp chest, her hand draped over him.
‘That was....God it was....amazing.’ He stroked her hair. ‘Thank you.’
‘You’re thanking me?!’ Claire looked up at him. ‘I can’t even begin to tell you..’
‘I know. I could feel it.’ He smiled down at her. When she blushed he kissed her gently. ‘Don’t be embarrassed, I wasn’t much better. When it’s that good you kind of get lost in it.’
She snuggled into his chest and trailed her fingers over his muscles. Rob sighed under her touch. When she looked up she could see that his eyes were closed. He was too perfect. And he looked so contented lying there. She kept her eyes on his beautiful face while her hand wandered over his body. She stroked his chest, down to his V and across the happy trail. Rob made a low moan and sighed.
Knowing he had his eyes closed made her a little braver. And after what they had just shared she was less nervious of the fact that it was him. So she rose up and leaned over so that she could kiss him. She started at his jaw, oh that jaw! He kept his eyes closed and allowed her to do whatever she wanted. He was laying there, still, relaxed, allowing her to do anything to him. She bit her lips and then carried on. Kissing down his throat to his collar bones, her tongue flickering out over his hot, damp skin. Rob sighed again. His hand came up and stroked the back of her head. She carried on down to his nipples. Gently she swirled her tongue over each one. Rob groaned, and a quiver went through him. When she glanced down she could see that he was swelling again. A thrill went through her when she realised that it was her doing it to him. It made her even braver. So she let her hand go on ahead of her mouth. Lightly she touched the tip of his head, while her tongue dipped into his navel.
‘Oh God, that feels...ummm.’ Rob moaned. His erection was twitching, needing her touch. She obliged and took hold of him. ‘Oh yes!’ he bucked his hips up a little. Her mouth carried on and joined her hand.
‘Ungh!’ Rob wound his fingers into her hair and bucked his hips again. She ran her tongue up and down his long length, over his head and then sucked hard. Rob cried out. She did the same again, then again. He was trembling, his hand gripping her hair.
‘It’s...too...good...I’m...ohh!’ He moaned and gasped. She took him in further, feeling him hit the back of her throat.
‘I’m going to...come...right into...your mouth...unless you...stop!’ He panted. He tried to keep control, a lot of women didn’t like it. But she was still going, relentless.
‘Fuck...I’m....God...I’m sorry...’ And he exploded into her mouth. He was shaking again. She swallowed quickly and sat back on her heels. He was gazing at her, his face flushed. He held his hands out to her. When she leaned towards him he pulled her down to his side and held her close. He kissed her deeply, tasting himself in her mouth. Wow, that was quite a turn on!
‘Bloody hell! What are you doing to me?’ He smiled and ran his hand through his air.
‘To be honest I don’t know what I’m doing! I’ll wake up from this soon.’
‘If this is a dream then I don’t want to wake up! And I hope they take a week to get my car out, and another week to fix it. I’ve never loved snow so much.’

For Jen xxxxxx

Jen took her books and went to find a quiet corner. The library was usually dead at this time of the day and she’d had enough of people. The campus had been going nuts all week. Using the university to film in was all great fun, but not when you had a thesis to write.
It seemed she was the only one who still cared about their work. The rest of the students were all swooning around, trying to get a look at the action. And she had been doing a bit of that herself it had to be said. Well it was him wasn’t it? The guy who’s face was all over the wall above her desk. Robert Pattinson. She had stood transfixed watching him with everyone else. And once or twice she was sure he as looked her way and smiled. Well she liked to think it was at her.
But he didn’t seem to be around today. So she decided to finally catch up on some work.
She found a desk in the far end of the library, amongst all the reference books that no one ever used. She spread everything out and started reading over a few things. She got her iPod out and plugged herself in. In seconds she was in her own little bubble, oblivious to everything around her.
Rob had gone into the library to escape. He hadn’t got much filming to do today, but every time he tried to go somewhere to chill he got mobbed. No one could mob him in the library could they? And anyway it looked deserted. He wandered around looking over a few books here and there.
When he turned the corner of the shelves he saw the pretty girl from the other day. The one who had been watching him. The one he had been watching. He wondered where she was today. When he turned up and saw all the others gathered but not her he had been disappointed. She was reading, and had her iPod going. She had no idea he was there so he stood and watched her for a while. She really was very pretty. Something about the way her neck curved made him want to kiss it. And her lips to, especially the way she was chewing the end of her pen. He started to tingle in a rather delectate place. He ran his hand through his hair and adjusted his stance. The movement made her glance up.
Oh good lord! She was looking up, across the stacks right into those eyes, which were looking right back at her. And he was dong the pouty smile and running his hand through his hair. Her mouth went dry. Her eyes travelled all over him. He was in a white tee with a grey shirt over the top, black jeans that were....oh....very tight...unless?
‘Sorry. Am I disturbing you?’ He smiled and did the hair thing again.
Jen pulled the earphones out and fumbled to turn the music off.
‘No...umm..not at all.’ She blushed.
Rob smiled again. Now she was looking right at him he could see just how pretty she really was, more that pretty. In fact she was very, very sexy. She had that look about her. Not obviously sexual, but there, and even more of a turn on as a result. He shrugged away from the shelf he was leaning against and came over to her. He could see where her eyes were looking, and he knew what she was looking at. He didn’t say a word as he took her hand and pulled her to her feet. He pressed her close and kissed her. Jen gasped. She didn’t know what to do. She could feel him against her, all of him. And he was kissing her so hard. His hands were at her back, trying to find the bottom of her top. When they did they pushed up onto her bare skin.
Jen quivered against him. Ok, this seemed to actually be happening, so she decided to let it. She returned his kiss. She had to lean into him in order to keep standing, her knees where already giving way. He held her tighter and backed her towards the bookshelves. She was gasping against his mouth. Her hands were grabbing at his shirt and tee. He helped her to pull them off.
Oh my! Jen stared. He was....amazing! Her hands came out and pressed against his chest, her fingers running through the fine hair. Rob groaned and pressed back to her. He helped her out of her own top and undid her bra. He pulled it off in one quick movement and immediately bent his head and took her left nipple between his lips.
‘Oh!’ Jen gripped his hair tightly. He ran his hot tongue over and around it, tugging with his teeth. Shit she was going to come right there and then if he kept that up! But he didn’t, he had other plans. Like undoing her jeans and pulling them off.
He took hold of her wrists in one of his hands and held them above her head. When she was held in position he pushed his other hand down into her knickers.
‘Open your legs for me.’ He purred into her ear. Jen did as he asked. As soon as she did his long, slender fingers came up and started pressing and rubbing little circles.
‘Umm.’ He sighed. He was relentless, keeping up the rhythm. Jen was moaning, trying to keep quiet, but it felt so good.
‘Oh Rob!’ she groaned.
‘You like that?’ He panted.
‘Yes!’ she tried to move close, but he still had her hands above her head.
But he had to let her go. He needed to get rid of his own jeans, and soon. Jen cried out as he withdrew his fingers from her, no, please don’t stop!
He pulled his jeans down and then his manties. In seconds he was back to her. Her took her around the waist and lifted her up. Then he shoved her hard against the bookshelf. He kept his hands under her arse as she wrapped herself around him.
He looked down, right into her eyes, and thrust forward. He was fully inside her in one movement. When Jen cried out he kissed her to stifle both their moans. He started to move fast. Jen felt her back slamming against the books over and over. She clung to him and tried to kiss him back. But her breathing was getting shallow as she got closer. Rob was moaning into her mouth.
When his beautiful face started to blur she knew this was it, she was lost. Her whole body shook. She felt Rob hold on to her tighter, he was still going. He took her up and back, then back up. Just as she was coming back down for the second time she felt him stiffen, and then he was throbbing inside her.

A bit more SnowRob.

His hands came back up and softly cupped her breasts. He heard her gasp. He pressed his lips to her neck and lightly kissed her. As he did he gently massaged her soft breasts. She leaned back into him. She needed some support. As her back pressed against him the inevitable happened. His erection twitched against her back. She froze for a second. Rob released her breasts and undid the belt of his robe. He pulled it open and allowed himself to press fully against her. There was no point in trying to hide it anymore. She needed to know what he wanted, needed.
‘Let me see the rest of the stars.’ He breathed.
She rose to her knees and Rob watched as she undid the fly of her jeans. His hands were twitching, his mouth was dry, his lips quivering. She was easing her jeans down a little, just enough for him to see. She turned slightly to the side so that he could see her hip. They travelled over her hip and down, and down. He could see them disappearing under the elastic of her knickers. His hand came out and stroked over her hip. He rose up onto his own knees and came right up behind her. He could see the outline of her breasts in the firelight. The flickering half light dancing on her bare skin.
Rob ran his hand down and slid one finger under her knicker elastic. Then he pulled them down just a little. He saw the stars that dipped right down to meet the top of her most private place. He groaned out loud and his cock twitched against her back.
He moved around until he was in front of her. She watched him as he took hold of the top of her jeans and pulled them down. She was breathing so hard now. He shrugged the robe right off so that he was sitting before her, naked.
‘Stand up.’ He said. She stood and he helped her out of the jeans. While she was standing he reached up and pulled her knickers down and helped her out of those to. He wrapped his arms around her legs to steady her and leaned forward. He buried his face in her wiry hair. Claire squeaked and put her hands on his shoulders. He flickered his tongue out and ran it around her. But he could feel how hard she was trembling, he knees weren’t going to hold her. He let her sink down before him.
He pulled her close and kissed her. A deep, long, hard kiss. His hands were in her hair, hers were on his chest. One of her hands dropped down and lightly touched him. He moaned against her lips. He brought his own hand down and guided hers around him, showing her how to take hold of him. She squeezed.
‘Oh yes!’ he groaned.
None of this was really happening. She had died, this was some kind of parallel universe she was now in. She had his throbbing erection in her hand, and he was doing all the things to her she had dreamed of. She decided to stop thinking. She took a proper hold of him and slowly started to pump.
‘Umm.’ Rob moaned. ‘So good.’ He was kissing her again. And his own hand was moving down her body. He eased her legs apart and slipped his long fingers between her fold, over her clit. She was so wet! And she was gasping and moaning against his kiss. His fingers found their way to where he wanted them. She gripped him harder as his fingers pushed up into her.
‘Rob! Ungh!’ Fuck! His fingers....there....and they were moving in little circles, and pushing in and out.
They were leaning against each other, panting and gasping. Rob pulled away first. They were both too close. He wanted to come, but he wanted to come inside her. And he wanted to feel her come, not just see it. He wanted to feel her around him.
He laid her back onto the rug, her head on the cushions. Her eyes were on fire, her skin flushed and glowing. She looked up into his beautiful face. His naked perfection was hovering over her. A thin film of sweat over his skin and the start of his juices leaking, in the firelight. He was actually sparkling!
‘Beautiful.’ He whispered and moved over her, up and between her thighs. He lowered himself so that she could feel his weight on her. And she could feel him pressing against her. He pushed her knees up and she wrapped her legs around him, just below his shoulders.
He looked down deep into her eyes and slowly entered her. She cried out. He was so big! And it was him and he was....he was....
She was so responsive. Her muscles were clenching and throbbing around him. She wound her finger into his hair. He never broke her gaze as he thrust slow and deep. He was bringing her closer and closer. She was moaning loudly, she didn’t care and couldn’t help it. He was panting and gasping. He wasn’t going to last much longer, she felt so good. He felt her body stiffen, her grip on him tighten. He upped the pace.
‘Rob!’ She cried. ‘Oh...my...God!’

A little bit more SnowRob.

‘Can I see?’ Rob whispered.
Claire glanced over her shoulder. The fire light was reflecting in his eyes, making then almost glow. And the look on his face! The vein on his forehead was standing out. His jaw was set.
‘Um, ok.’
She sat back on her heels, feeling him just a few inches behind her. Rob watched as she reached under her tee and undid her bra. He blinked.
‘The straps cover part of it.’ She explained. Then she took hold of the hem of her tee and pulled it off over her head. Quickly she pressed her bra back to her breasts.
Rob sat stunned for a moment. Her whole back was covered in a large purple and black butterfly, it looked like she had wings. The body and tail went down her spine, the wings fanning out over her shoulders. She glanced back over her shoulder again.
‘Do you hate it?’ She asked. He was just sat there, staring.
‘No!’ Rob reached out his hands. He pressed his palms to her back and ran them up, over the butterfly, to her shoulders. How could he tell her that far from hating it it was making him want to fuck her? And hearing the stifled moan that she let out just made him want to even more.
‘It’s....amazing.’ He said. ‘Didn’t it hurt?’
‘Not...really.’ She managed to squeak out. He could feel how shallow her breathing was, she was as turned on as him. And she was trembling to.
He moved closer, trying to make sure she didn’t feel him. He bent his head and started to lightly kiss her back, running his tongue over the body of the butterfly, up her spine. Then back down to the stars.
She was whimpering again. That was such a turn on! He kissed his way back up to her shoulders. He brushed her hair from her left shoulder so that he could kiss her neck. He stopped. There was another one?! Yes there was. Rob chuckled. He saw her neck flush.
‘Don’t be embarrassed about it.’ He kissed the two black words. ‘Be safe’ in Edward’s handwriting. ‘I have seen far worse Twilight tattoos, believe me.’ And he kissed them again. ‘It shows that you’re passionate. I like that.’ He liked it very much. He brushed the rest of the hair from her neck and started to kiss there to.
‘Oh God.’ She gasped. She was going to black out, she really was.
Gently Rob moved his hands around in front of her and took hold of hers. She was holding her bra to her, her arms across her chest.
‘We don’t really need this do we?’ He said as he took her hands away. Her bra hung loose. He took it and slid it down her arms, dropping it to the floor.

For Patti, part one xxxx

The plane finally touched down. Patti felt like she had spent half her life either in an airport or on a plane! But she wasn’t done travelling yet. From Heathrow she still had a way to go until she was where she wanted to be. London was fine; she’d been a few times. But this trip was about getting out of London. She had a week booked at a country house hotel deep in the Cotswolds.
She collected her hire car and started driving. Three hours later she was sweeping up the long drive to the old manor house that was now the hotel she was staying at. Very nice! Georgian, honey stone, with ivy and vines creeping all over it. Oh yes, this would do very nicely.
She checked in and went up to her room. On the way to the lifts she could see into one of the function rooms. They were getting set up for something big. She caught the eye of one of the girls running around with arms full of flowers.
‘Excuse me. What’s the event?’ Patti asked.
‘Oh it’s a press junket. For some new film or other. They want to use the grounds for a photo shoot or something.’ She smiled.
‘Oh. Interesting. What’s the film?’
‘No idea.’ The girl smiled. ‘Sorry I need to put these down.’
‘Oh of course. Yes.’ Patti carried on to the lifts. She finally got to her room and collapsed onto the bed. A real bed, not a reclining airplane seat! Heaven.
When she woke it was almost time to change for dinner. She showered and took her time getting ready. She had bought a whole new wardrobe for this trip. She had been on a diet for weeks and had dropped two sizes. She’d had a new hair cut as well. She defiantly didn’t look her age. She said a silent thank you to her mother for telling her to look after her skin.
Ok, she would do. It wasn’t a strictly formal dining room, but she wanted to make some kind of effort. A black pencil skirt and blood red top. She’d been talked into a pair of stupidly high black heels. She’s protested. But now she was in them she saw the point.
On her way to the dining room she could see that the first few people had gathered in the function room. There were a lot of cameras and press. It was a big deal obviously. She sneaked a peak, but couldn’t see much.
Dinner was wonderful. And coffee in the lounge perfect. She could hear the buzz from the other room. Whatever it was had obviously started.
She sat back and revelled in the luxury of it all. This was what she had come all this way for.
A movement from the function room caught her eye. The doors were opening and people were coming out. She turned to have a good look. If it was for a film then there might be someone famous involved.
Someone famous, no kidding!
Coming out of the room dressed in a suit and tie, looking a little pissed off at the whole thing, was Robert Pattinson. Patti felt her jaw drop. She sat and stared. He caught her eye and grinned. Someone spoke to him then. He rolled his eyes and grinned at her again. She smiled back. He wandered off with some very official looking people, running his hand through his hair. Just before he disappeared he turned back and looked at her over his shoulder.
She sat there a little stunned. Ok the trip was worth it just for that moment alone. She wondered if it would be ok for her to follow them? She was staying there after all. But no. She was a grown up, not a teenage fan girl. So she finished her coffee and decided to have a look around the grounds.
It was a perfect summers evening. And the grounds were vast. She could see a lake and decided to head for that.
It was like a picture book. A large lake with a boat house and a little rowing boat tied up outside. She wished she’d brought her camera along with her. The sun was just setting, causing the sky to light up with pinks and reds and silvers. Wow, an English sunset, just like in the films.
She did the circle of the lake and ended up at the boat house. The door was open and she decided to have a look in. It was quite dark in there and it took her a while to focus. There were a couple of boats and various equipment than meant nothing to her.
‘Hello.’ A male voice from the shadows made her jump.
Patti squinted in the direction the voice had come from. There was a figure sitting on an upturned boat.
‘Hello?’ She took a step forward. ‘I’m sorry to disturb you.’
‘That’s ok. I was just hiding for a little while.’
As soon as he said a whole sentence she knew who he was. Her heart rate shot up and she took a breath.
‘Oh. I’ll leave you.’ Patti went to turn.
‘That’s ok. I wouldn’t mind some company. Just not someone else with a bloody camera.’ He laughed.
‘You must get sick of that.’ Patti took a few more steps closer. She could see him now. He was still in the suit but he’s undone the tie so it was hanging lose, and he’d undone the top three buttons of his shirt. She couldn’t help looking at the wisps of hair that were escaping.
‘Sometimes. Not too bad when it’s a proper event like this. But we’ve been going for hours now. So I’ve gone AWOL for a while.’ He grinned and ran his long fingers through his hair. He patted the space beside him for her to come and sit down. She didn’t need that invitation twice.
Carefully she sat down, making sure she wasn’t too close. What she actually wanted to do was sit on his lap! But that might freak him out.
‘I saw you in the hotel before didn’t I?’ He turned to face her. Those eyes were so close. Patti reminded herself to breathe again.
‘Yes you did. I’m on a few days holiday. A birthday treat to myself.’
‘On your own? When’s your birthday?’
‘Yes on my own. And it was back in February, but it was a significant one, so I wanted to mark it properly.’
‘I’ll be a gentleman and not ask how significant.’ He smiled. ‘Why here though?’
‘No special reason. I love England and wanted to come back. This place looked nice.’ She shrugged. ‘Are you staying here?’
‘For a couple of days. They have a big photo shoot planned for the morning. And more interviews.’ He sighed. He shifted along the upturned boat so that he was a little closer. He ran his hand through his hair again.
‘I suppose I should say happy birthday and give you a kiss.’ He leaned in to her a little. His eyes were sparkling. Was he teasing her? She scanned his face. But he was giving her the full on sex eyes, and the little pout. He actually waned to kiss her? Holy fuck!
‘That is the traditional thing to do.’ She said and met his gaze. She watched as he slid closer, until their thighs were touching.
‘Happy Birthday.’ He whispered. Then he bent and kissed her full on the mouth. She had been expecting a brush on the cheek. Her breath hitched in her throat. She felt him smile against her lips. And then his hand was at the back of her neck and his fingers were in her hair. His tongue was pushing at her lips, wanting entry. She decided to stop trying to breathe and just go with it. She opened her mouth to him and kissed him back. Why the hell not? She’d dreamed about doing it often enough.
While they were lost in each other someone was calling for Rob. Eventually the shouts reached them. Rob pulled away and put his finger to his lips. They sat perfectly still as a head popped around the door.
‘Are you in here? We need you back.’ The head glanced around a few times. They kept still and watched as the head looked around again and disappeared.
‘I’m going to be in so much trouble.’ Rob grinned.
‘Maybe you should go then?’ Patti really didn’t want him to.
‘When I have a beautiful woman sitting here letting me kiss her? Not bloody likely!’ and he kissed her again before she could respond. He was firmer this time, pulling her right to him.
‘I suppose I should know your name before we go any further.’ He breathed when he finally broke away. He still had his hand in her hair. And now he had his other arm around her waist.
‘Patti.’ She managed. What did he mean, before they went any further?
‘Hi Patti.’ He smiled. ‘I’m Rob.’
‘I know.’
‘I thought you did. The way you looked at me in the hotel.’ He moved his hand up her back and started stroking.
‘I think everyone must know who you are.’
‘I guess.’ He lightly brushed his lips over her jaw.
‘So if I said I’d like to give you something for your birthday. Anything you wanted. What would it be?’ his lips ran up to her ear and he nibbled her earlobe.
Patti felt herself blush all over. She knew very well what she’d like from him. But she couldn’t ask for that!
‘It doesn’t have to be a present. It could just be something....nice. Maybe you’d like me to do something?’
Oh if only you knew! She blushed deeper.
‘There must be something I can give you?’ he was back to kissing her lips now. ‘You’re blushing! Does that mean you’ve thought of something?’ He was smiling again. Looking deep into her eyes. She knew that he would see it there, see exactly what it was she wanted him to give her.
‘Yes.’ She said quietly. ‘But I can’t....’
‘Yes you can.’ He took his hand from her back and slid it down to her waist. He started playing with the hem of her top, running his fingers just under it. ‘For instance, I could do this?’ And he eased his hand up under her top until his fingers were brushing over her hot skin.
‘And this.’ He took his hand out of her hair and ran his palm down from her throat, cupping her breasts. ‘Would you like that?’ he was breathing rather hard himself now, and Patti wasn’t sure she was anymore, and didn’t care. She couldn’t speak, so she just nodded. When he squeezed her breast she gave a squeak. He smiled. He was enjoying teasing her a little too much.
‘So if I said that as a birthday present I’d like to make love to you, you’d accept?’
Again she nodded. He smiled the full on, hypnotizing dazzle smile. When he pulled her up onto his lap she could feel that he wasn’t kidding around. He had a full erection, hell he was nearly busting out of his zip! Patti gasped. Wow.
‘Why are you so surprised?’ Rob raised an eyebrow. ‘You’re a very attractive woman. And I’m young and....have needs.’
‘I am surprised, but I’m not objecting.’ She shifted on his lap so that she could feel him better.
‘I’m glad.’ And he kissed her again. As he did he pulled her top up. He released their kiss long enough to pull it off over her head, then he brought his mouth back to hers. Patti wound her fingers into his hair and kissed him back. If her dream was about to come true then she was going to make the most of it. Perhaps she might even be able to teach him a thing or two.
His hands got busy with her bra, pinging the clasp easily, he’d done that before! He helped her shrug it off, freeing her breasts. He immediately took them in his hands and started to rub his thumbs over her nipples. Patti moaned, so he did it more.
‘You like that?’ he whispered.
‘Umm.’ Her hands were on his shoulders to support her. But it was bothering her that he was still fully clothed. She pulled herself together enough to help him out of the jacket, and then the shirt. She sat back a little to look. Wow, and wow. No picture she had seen, and she’d seen them all, did him justice. Even seeing him stripped to the waist on the big screen could not prepare her for the real thing. Perfection, that was the only word!
Without letting herself think too much she ran her hands over his bare chest, down to his stomach. It was Rob’s turn to moan. And his hips flexed up, rubbing against her.
‘If I promise to take you to bed later and do everything, can you just ride me now?’ He gasped.
Patti said nothing, what do you say to that anyway? She just stood and removed her trousers. Rob watched, running his thumb over his lips.
‘Come here.’ He said, his voice was rough, full of the need he felt. Patti watched as he raised himself up and undid his trousers. He slid them down to his knees and crooked his finger to him, beckoning her over.
Her eyes bugged, fuck they weren’t kidding when they said he was well endowed. She went back to him. He grabbed her hips and pulled her to him. He had her knickers off in a move she didn’t see. He’d done that before as well!
‘Now!’ He panted. ‘Please.’ And he lifted her up and back onto his lap.
Patti took hold of his shoulders and straggled him. She raised her self up. Rob held his breath.
Slowly she lowered don onto him. He groaned and thrust up. He held on tight to her hips as she moved slowly up and down.
‘Oh Rob!’ He was so big!
‘Fuck, Patti! Faster, please!’
‘I thought this was my birthday present?’ She gasped.
‘It is...but...God...please!’
Patti wasn’t going to deny him. She upped the pace. Oh hell! The friction, the size of him! She was going to come, and soon. Rob was moaning under her, thrusting up as she came down. She could feel him start to stiffen, he was there to. She was going to watch him come!
The very thought tipped her over the edge. She felt herself falling, her body imploding and exploding all at once. Fucking hell! She managed to stay focused enough to watch him as he started to quiver and moan louder. He was there.

More SnowRob

She heard Rob’s slight gasp.
‘It’s ok, just a power cut. We get them a lot in the winter.’ She tried to sound reassuring.
But the gasp had nothing to do with the sudden loss of light.
‘I have candles.’ Claire was trying to adjust to only having the flickering firelight to see by. ‘There’s a torch by the fire. If I can find that, then I can go fetch the candles.’ She turned back to the fire. Rob was sitting just behind her. As her eyes started to make out his outline she decided that maybe she had just died and gone to heaven. He was staring at her, or more precisely at her waist. He must have seen the ink before the lights went out. She put her hand on her lower back and touched them. Oh he had no idea!
‘I don’t mind the dark.’ He breathed. She looked down at him. It really shouldn’t be legal to look like that. ‘But candle light is nice.’
‘It’s all we’ll have for a while. Oh!’ She had a sudden thought. ‘Your clothes! The dryer. They won’t have dried yet.’
‘That’s ok. I sleep naked anyway.’ His eyes were scanning her face and running back down to her waist.
Really, you can’t keep saying things like that! She blinked, but the vision wouldn’t leave her. Rob stretched out in her spare bed, naked.
‘Um, torch.’ She said to herself. She once again reached across him to the fireplace. She was hovering just above him, her hand groping around for the torch that she knew was there. He was still watching her, she knew she was blushing.
‘It is here, somewhere.’
‘That’s ok.’ He was smiling, but his eyes were doing that thing they did. Fuck, the sex eyes! She faltered and wobbled, and nearly fell onto him. She put her hand out to steady herself and it landed on his chest.
‘I’m sorry!’ She blushed even deeper and tried to right herself. Rob took her wrist, holding her hand where it was on his chest. She could feel his heart beating fast. His skin was soft and the dusting of hair was tickling between her fingers.
‘I’ll help you.’ He was still looking right into her eyes. Slowly he sat up and released her hand. She let it slide down his chest onto his stomach before she removed it. She couldn’t help it.
Now he was sitting up they were just a few inches apart. Again she leaned forward to look for the torch. As she reached forward her back dipped and her arse pushed out, making the white tee rise a little.
Rob forgot all about helping her look for the torch. He just sat there and stared at her arse sticking out and those stars that were peeking out from under her top. Suddenly the robe felt totally inadequate to cover all of him. If she turned round now she was bound to see. Not that there was much he could do about it. His clothes were still wet.
‘It’s defiantly here.’ She was saying. But Rob wasn’t listening. His hand was reaching out and his long, slender fingers were touching those stars.
Claire froze. Oh. My. God. He was touching her. She whimpered and bit her lip. She didn’t move, she daren’t. Her head was spinning and if she tried to move she was bound to fall over, or faint. She could hear his breathing had hardened and quickened.
‘Forget the torch. I like the firelight.’ He moved a little closer to her. Maybe in this half light she wouldn’t notice?
‘Can I see?’ His finger wandered up under her tee, lifting it slightly.
‘Yes. If you want to.’ She made to sit back on her heels, but Rob stopped her.
‘Stay there.’ He didn’t want her to turn. Slowly he pushed the tee up her back until he could see all of those black and purple stars. He ran his fingers over them all. Except he didn’t. He soon realised that they were travelling. They disappeared bellow her jeans and over her hip. He could only imagine where they ended.
‘They’re beautiful.’ He said in a rough voice. He pushed the tee up further and stopped. She heard him gasp again. There was something else? He could see the bottom of something, another one? The almost erection he was doing quite well controlling suddenly sprang to life.
‘What’s this?’ He touched the two black marks.
‘My pride and joy. But my back has to be completely bare to see it.’ Somehow she had managed to form a coherent sentence!
It was Rob’s turn to whimper.

SnowRob and whipped cream....

She watched transfixed as two drops of cream fell from his lips onto his chest. The way he was sitting the bathrobe had fallen open slightly. She watched the cream run down. Rob saw the direction of her eyes, and the way she was licking her parted lips as she watched. Without taking his eyes from her he ran one finger down and wiped up the first drop. He brought it up to his lips and slipped his finger into his mouth. She whimpered slightly. And then she realised that he was watching her. He smiled a little as their eyes met.
He brought his finger down and wiped up the second drop of the chocolaty whipped cream. He had her locked in his gaze as he held his finger out to her. He leaned forward to her and touched his cream stained finger to her own lips. As he did the robe fell open more. She could see his chest, and his firm stomach leading to the famous happy trail. She was going dizzy. Rob pressed his finger against her lips and she opened her mouth. He pushed his finger into her mouth for her to lick away the cream. When she ran her tongue over his finger he inhaled sharply. His eyes had darkened, the firelight setting his hair alight. He looked God like.
Slowly he withdrew his finger and leaned back against the cushions. He was breathing rather hard. She was expecting him to readjust the robe, but he didn’t. She’d gone very hot, her whole body flushing. But she got up to make the fire up, she might be hot, but he was still barely dressed. His clothes would be dry soon though. She came and knelt beside him to reach the wood burner. He was still watching her.
‘Sorry. I need to...’ she indicated the pile of wood. She leaned across him to grab a couple of logs. He didn’t move. He was so close she could smell him. He smelt of soap, and chocolate, and something else, his own musky fragrance. It was a heady combination. She threw the logs on the fire and went to get back up.
‘I don’t mind sharing the rug.’ He breathed. So she stayed where she was.
But it was really quite hot down there, and the thick wool jumper was getting too much.
‘I’m going to have to take this off.’ She turned her back to him and pulled her jumper off over her head. Rob waited to see what was underneath. She had a white, long sleeve tee under the jumper. It clung to the wool as she pulled it off, causing some static. For a few seconds her lower back was exposed to him. He saw stars. Literally. He blinked and gazed at the tattoo that patterned her back.
And then they were suddenly plunged into darkness.

More SnowRob

She had her back to him. It looked like she was making hot drinks. He could use something hot. He stood and watched her for a second. When she bent down to the fridge he could see she had rather a nice arse under all that brown wool. He wondered what else was going on under there.
‘I mean. Rob fucking Pattinson! His holy hotness! And I look like a bag lady!’ She muttered to herself.
‘No you don’t.’
She shot round and nearly dropped the milk. She was blushing deep red. Rob grinned.
‘His holy hotness? Haven’t heard that one.’ He ran his hand through his still wet hair. She had to take a moment to compose herself. He was stood in her kitchen, in nothing but a white fluffy bathrobe, doing hairporn.
‘Umm, it’s an internet thing.’ She blushed deeper. He was grinning at her in that crocked way he had. ‘Hot chocolate?’
‘Yes please.’
‘I don’t usually talk to myself.’ She said over her shoulder.
‘That’s ok. I do it all the time. So you do know who I am then?’ he was leaning against the door frame, smiling at her. She went a little dizzy.
‘Yes I do.’
‘It would be nice to know your name. Especially seeing as I’m standing in your kitchen almost naked!’
Oh please don’t say things like that!
‘Sorry, didn’t I say? I’m Claire.’ She gave a shy smile.
‘Hi Claire.’ His eyes were running over her again. She had a pretty face, and long blonde hair. But it would be nice to see her figure.
‘Hi.’ She had made the mistake of looking into his eyes as she spoke. Oh dear! And he was looking right back, hypnotic. If the kettle hadn’t whistled then she was sure she would ahve been lost forever.
‘Hot chocolate!’ She turned back to the kettle. ‘Do you want cream on top?’
‘That sound nice, thanks.’
He watched her moving about. She put whipped cream on the hot chocolate and set a mug down in front of him.
‘Thank you.’
‘Shall we take this through? The wood burners alight, it’ll be warmer. And then I’ll call the garage.’
Rob followed her through to the sitting room. I was a cosy, warm room. The wood burner was blazing away and there was a thick fur rug in front of it, and a pile of cushions. Rob sank down onto the cushions. Claire bit her lip. Ok, he was sitting almost naked, on a fur rug, by her fire. Her heart stopped for a moment.
‘Garage.’ She reminded herself. She curled up in her armchair opposite Rob and picked up the phone.
While she made the call Rob watched her. The firelight was flickering over her, glinting off her blonde hair and making her skin glow. And her eyes had changed colour in this light. They were more grey now, not the blue they looked before.
She was trying not to look at him. She could feel his eyes on her. And no one could eye fuck quite like him! But she kept glancing down. How could she not? Oh she wished she had the courage to take a photo.
‘Ok then. Well I guess there’s nothing we can do. Thanks.’ She looked at Rob and pulled a face. ‘I will...yes...thanks...see you then.’ She put the phone down.
‘Bad news.’ Well it was bad news for him. ‘There are about 40 cars stuck in the lanes. And because it’s still snowing they’re not going out at the moment. He says he’ll get to you, but it might be a couple of days. I’m sorry.’
‘Oh. Umm...ok. Is there a B&B or something near by?’
‘About a mile away. But you can stay here.’ She blushed again. ‘I mean. I have spare bedrooms. Only if you want to. I’ll understand if you don’t. I just thought...’ She was babbling now so she shut up. She bit her lip and looked down into her mug.
‘That’s very kind, thank you. Are you sure? You said you live here alone, do you really want a strange man sleeping here?’ He grinned and did the hair thing.
‘I’m sure I can trust you. As long as you’re happy to stay here? You don’t know me either.’
‘I’m happy to stay here.’ He sipped his hot chocolate, getting cream on his lips.