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!’