Fame and Coffee (Closed)

Jake grinned and climbed out of the car after her. "Oh don't you tease me about no damn pillow fight girl. I'll tickle the shit out of you!" He cried as he playfully chased her to the elevator.

As he got her to the wall, he grabbed her and spun her towards him. He pushed her back against the wall and pressed himself to her as he kissed her. Differently than he had on the beach. This time, he claimed her mouth, driving his tongue into her and taking her mouth for his own. His body mashed her against the wall, as he yearned to feel her firm, perky tits against his chest, and the warmth of her body against his.

The elevator dinged and opened, causing Jake to pull back with a smirk. "What floor?" He whispered.
 
Allie squeaked and ran to the elevators, laughing as he chased her. They caught the guard's attention but quickly vanished out of sight as they turned a corner. She yelped as he caught her and pinned her between the walls and himself.

And suddenly a kiss. It wasn't the gentle kiss like before. It was more aggressive. Hungrier.and she obliged, opening her mouth and remembering to breathe when she could. A moan escaped her mouth as he tasted and explored her. She felt his hard body against her and she arched her back wanting to feel more of him. Her tongue started to play with him, still a little tentative, but bolder than the first time.

He pulled back and she groaned. It took her a while to register what he asked. "Oh, um, fourteen."

She went into the elevator with him and put her back to the wall catching her breath. "CCTVs. Let's wait until we get off the elevator." She grinned at him, wanting more feeling how long the elevator ride truly was.
 
they got into the elevator and Jake hit the button for the 14th floor quickly. His finger smashed the door closing button as he was in a rush. Things were going so well and he might get lucky tonight if he played his cards right.

He turned toward her and smirked, but he warned him about the cameras and he frowned. "So we can't put on a show? Dang I was hoping to be on TMZ next week." He mocked. "Oh well, I guess I'll have to settle for a pillow fight. But no shoes on the bed okay?"

He slipped beside her and waited for the world's slowest fucking elevator to reach level 14.
 
She laughed and play-punched him in the shoulder. "Those people at TMZ are not fun. They think they're funny, but they're not."

The elevator finally opened on their floor and she grabbed his hand pulling him to her room. She opened the door with a key card and went in to her spacious suite room, which had a sitting room, a bedroom and a veranda that overlooked the town.

Allie dropped her bag and ran to the bedroom throwing a pillow at him. She bit her finger and looked at him coyly. "Oops?"
 
Jake was taken aback by her room. He didn't know a hotel room could get so nice. Shit the place was bigger and way nicer than his apartment. Having that kind of money must be nice.

Suddenly a pillow hit him in the face. Hard. Jake grunted and gasped at the impact. The girl had an arm. "Oh you are gonna get...." His words caught in his throat as he saw the look on her face. Her finger hanging from her lower lip.

Sex couldn't even begin to describe it.

Jake bent over and picked up the pillow and walked toward her slowly. Her gaze had his blood boiling and he looked at her in a way that showed her that.

He stoopen right in front of her, his body only inches from hers. He looked into her eyes the heat in her eyes unlike anything he ever thought he would see from a woman as stunning as her.

Then he whacked her across the head with the pillow.
 
Allie watched as he approached. She could feel the tension hanging between them. His look made her shiver and she felt really excited. Their eyes locked...

And then he whacked her.

She laughed. "That was a cheap shot!" She whined and quickly removed her shoes. She pulled him to the bed and hit him woth a pillow a few times. "take off your shoes," she said before whacking him again.

As soon as he got his shoes off, she pushed him down on the bed and pinned him down with a pillow between them. "Picking a fight with me?" She purred.
 
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Jake grunted as she grabbed him the instant he got he second shoe off. He spun and was thrown upon the bed, only to have Allie pounce on top of him and pinned him to the bed. She loomed over him and purred seductively at him. Her voice had taken on a heat that he had never heard from anyone before.

It excited him, and made his balls tingle. "Me pick a fight with you?" He asked, "No never."

His hand reached over his head and grabbed a pillow, bringing it down upon the top of her head, "Unless of your course your sexy ass is asking for it." He teased, sitting up to grab her.

He thought about flipping her over, but he couldn't resist kissing her again. So that's what he did instead, kissed her while she sat upon his lap. His fingers brushed through his hair as their mouths worked together to taste each other.
 
Jake kept surprising her at every turn. This time, as she pinned him down, he sat up and kissed her halfway between the hungry kiss in the elevator and the gentle one in the beach. She let go of the pillow and instead held onto his arms kissing him back. Right or wrong didn't matter now. It felt good and right to be kissing him. Tasting him. Feeling him against her.

Her hands snaked at the back of his neck pressing herself closer to him. She kept the feelings in her heart even though it may be false. Meeting a guy then suddenly having strong feelings for him was something she didn't believe in. For the moment, she really didn't think through about what she was feeling. What mattered was she was feeling it.

"Jake," she broke the kiss a little breathless. "Stay the night with me?"
 
Jake looked at her, pondering if she really meant what she had said. Stay the night? Of course he would stay the night, he would do anything she wanted. But he wanted her to be sure of what she was asking.

This wasn't supposed to be anything serious, but they were having too much fun together, and with the kissing and everything, the act was breaking away into a real connection.

He slid his hands down to her hips, "Are you sure?" He asked, his fingers curling up into her little summer dress and prepared to yank it over her head. His body literally trembled under her's with the desire she had ignited in him.
 
Allie nodded. She wanted to be with him, but she felt his fingers curl at the sides of her dress and she put her hands on his. "Maybe not that far, right now. I just want to sleep and wake up with someone. Not alone."

She leaned her forehead on his. "I want to get to know you a little better before we go into something like that," she said, her voice quivering as she tried to hold back on her own desire. And it was so difficult. She had promised herself that she would only have sex with that one person she wanted to spend her life with and she didn't want to break that. She had already broken her own rule about kissing a stranger and letting a boy who was not her boyfriend in her room.

As much as it pained her to stop him moving forward, she had to. Especially when she might get pregnant. She wasn't even on the pill...which made her make a mental note that she had to get some. What if she couldn't hold herself back? She knew she should, but what if?

This guy had her wrapped around his finger, doing almost anything he wanted--and she wanted them too, apparently. She didn't know if she could hold back her virginity from him if they continued on as they were.
 
Jake felt a wave of sadness at not getting laid tonight. But her reasons hit him deeply and he realized that he wanted her to want him. He didn't want to be one of those guys to blow off a chick for not fucking. He smiled and let her dress go, "Allie of course. I would be happy to do just that and only that." He told her softly.

"No pressure. No guilt. I'm not like that." He insisted.

He paused and smirked, "I do have an erection though so you gotta let me up so I can take a shower and get a robe to sleep in." He teased her giving her thigh a gentle smack.
 
Allie sighed in relief. Jake was so sweet. So gentlemanly and he respected her decisions. It was easy to see why she felt like she was falling for him. She was the kind of guy that existed in romance novels. The kind of guy she had never met in her life.

"Thank you," she kissed his cheek and hugged him.

He told her about his erection and she blushed tearing herself away from him. Still, even though he was a gentleman, he was still a man and he had needs. So she climbed off him. "There's a robe inside the bathroom. You can use that."

She sat on the bed and watched him disappear behind the bathroom and she smirked. She remembered that little smack on her thigh and knew that he still had that little-boy naughtiness that she found quite arousing. Shaking her head, she took some water from the fridge and drank before picking up her phone.

"Allie," her manager's voice came at the other line. "You remember Simon, right?"

"Yeah?" At the mention of the paparazzi who loved to hound her, she was feeling a little cautious.

"Well, apparently, he claims to have a photo of you kissing some nobody. Is that true."

Allie froze. Already? She was so sure she wasn't being followed. "What?"

"He said he caught you two by the pier all sweet and shit. What's going on, Allie?"

"He's not some nobody, okay?" She might as well come out with it since it was going to hit E! soon anyway. "He's a sweet guy."

"Someone you know? An old friend?"

"Yeah," she lied. Technically, it wasn't lying. She knew him one day before they dated. And he was old enough...and her friend. So there. Justified.

"Okay good. We don't want you going on a romp with some strange fellow for one night then, nothing. You can just imagine all that bad press, right?"

Allie winced. She forgot she was a public figure. It was just, being with Jake, she felt like a normal woman, she forgot that she had an image. "I know."

"We'll talk more about this tomorrow. Right now, I need to call Simon back about it."

She lay on the bed looking at the ceiling cursing her fame. For five days, she just wanted to be a normal person. To just be Allie going out with Jake. But it wasn't going to happen. She was Allie Spencer, darling of the music industry going out with some schmo people are going to start digging up on. It was going to be a big issue, especially since without a scoop on her love life for the past seven or so years in the industry, they finally have something.

It was going to be a fiesta of horrors.
 
Jake took a quick shower. Mostly to cool his head rather than to get clean, but the hotel had provided some really nice soaps and he figured he might as well go out smelling good. He thought about the past two dates and how things were going. He never expected it to go so well, she was world famous and he was a fucking coffee maker for fuck sake.

He looked like dog s hit compared to her. She was the world's darling and he was nothing. But that didn't stop him from liking her. And if the way she acted in bed a few moments ago meant anything, she liked him too.

The sexy look on her face when she hit him with the pillow, the need he had felt for her when she asked him to stay the night. It all meant something.

Jake finished up and dried off quickly. He put on only his underwear and wrapped himself in a robe. Allie was flopped back on the bed staring at the ceiling when he walked in. The phone rested beside her hand and she didn't look hapay.

"Allie? What happened? Are you alright?" He asked moving beside her.
 
Allie closed her eyes as Jake entered. She could take the heat of the press. It was part of her daily life. Although what that meant for her career when they found out the truth--that everything was a fake--was going to be a new struggle she had to contend with. But that wasn't her main concern.

She looked at him and sat up. "I'm sorry, Jake, but from now on your life will be hell because of me." She sighed. "The paps took a shot of us kissing on the beach. It won't be long until the news spreads. Everyone will want to know all about you and you might never have a chance to get a moment's rest for a month or so until the issue dies down. I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have done this. I shouldn't have messed up your life so badly. I don't want you to know what it's like to be on this end. Like a caged animal in a zoo for everyone to ogle at."
 
Jake listened to her tell him what was going to happen to him like it was the worst possible thing that could possibly happen. MAybe from her point of view, that was a bad thing. To take Jake from a coffee worker, a nobody, a nothing, suddenly into the world of being something.

Jake sighed and shook his head and sat beside her. "Well damn, I guess I'm gonna be....like.....famous." Jake gasped and looked at her, "Oh my god, do you think I can be the next KArdashian?" He asked happily.

Jake spread his hands and said, "Fuck em Allie! Fuck what they think, fuck em all." He reached under her and sat her up. "I like spending time with you. I like YOU! Not the fame, not your songs, not your money, I don't give a fuck about that shit and you know that. If I wanted your money, you'd have paid for everything and we would have gone to a very expensive restaurant. Instead I insisted to pay, and I took you mini golfing. Because I wanted to get to know you, Allie, I don't give a fuck what anyone else thinks."

He spread his hands again. "What's the worst they can say, that we are having naughty sex!? I should be so lucky! The guy that everyone thinks had sex with the hotties girl in the world? Sounds like a fair trade so long as I get to keep you as a friend." He told her.
 
Allie laughed. The Kardashians! How was he able to make her laugh even under the circumstances. She listened to him as he held her making her feel safe and secure. Making her feel like a normal woman with the love of her life in a happy little home...

She was about to kiss him in delight, but stopped herself as the last words hung in the air. I get to keep you as a friend. Of course...they weren't truly in a relationship. All this was nothing but a fake date to help her write a song. She almost believed it was real especially when he told her he liked her.

Sighing, she hugged him instead and buried her face in his chest. "Of course. You'll always be my friend." She held him tight knowing their relationship would soon be over. That they would be living separate lives again.

Tomorrow she would go to the drug store and get those pills. If she wasn't going to be with him, at least she could have sex with him. The one who could have been. The gentleman and pervert. The artist and musician.

She kissed his neck and sighed. "Let's go to bed. You still have work tomorrow." She crawled to the top of the bed and snuggled herself under the blankets waiting for him.
 
He had hoped that he had cheered Allie up, but it didn't seem to work quite as much as he thought it would. She hugged him and suggested that they went to bed so he could go to work in the morning. He couldn't help but feel that he had said something wrong, but he ignored it for now and slid into bed beside her.

Jake shifted so that they could snuggle together, the warmth of her body moved against him, but he paused and looked at her. "Allie, I don't know much about you, but do you always sleep in a dress?" He asked teasingly.
 
Allie giggled. "Oh, you just want to see me undress," she teased back. "But no. I just...I guess it's just that I want to get as much memories as I can in this dress. To remind me of everything when I get back to work. I promise, tomorrow will be a different outfit," she winked at him. "And I promise to take a bath too. For now, let me soak it all in."

She snuggled against him burying her face in his chest. Tomorrow will be a new day. A different day, and she expected it to be more exciting with him.
 
Jake smiled and pulled her tighter against him, cuddling her against him and closed his eyes. It had been a long time since he had slept with a girl, actual sleep....and also sex...but the warmth of her body and the feel of her breath relaxed him into a deep sleep.

It was a shame at he had to crack himself up at four in the morning, to go open the coffee shop. Jake carefully got out of bed so that he didn't wake her. He dressed and took a moment to write a little note for her.

Hey beautiful, come get a cup of coffee when you wake. Love Jake XOXO

He folded the note and set it on the edge of the bed where she would see it, but not kick it off the bed either. Then he slipped out of the room and headed to work.

Jake opened the store and the morning started normally. Until vans started pull up. Instead dozens of people with fucking cameras hanging from their neck, all looking like sharks. They didn't come into the store because they legally couldn't while still being free to take pictures of people, but they made it impossible for anyone to come into the store without being seen by them.

"Holy shit." HE muttered.

Grabbing his cell phone he quickly sent a text. It's a media shit show Allie. Don't come over here, they are expecting you. I'll see you when I get off.
 
Allie instantly fell asleep and woke before dawn, as she always did as a morning person. She rested her head on his chest, feeling the rise and fall of his breathing. It was all silent until she felt Jake move away from her. She pretended to sleep until the door closed behind him. Her eyes opened and she saw the note on the bedside table.

She smiled and grabbed the pillow he had been sleeping on and inhaled, his scent lingering on the linens. She stayed in bed reliving everything that happened the night before and she quickly scribbled a few lines and a few notes according to how she felt. She knew her experience wasn't complete, so she stopped as the ideas dried up. Somehow, she'll patch them together later and then, fix them all up.

She took a bath, put on a little make-up and started to head out when she received a message from Jake.

The poor owner of the cafe would have bad business if she didn't do something about it. Sighing, she messaged him back. I'm so sorry for the problem. I'll draw them away so you can have your business back again. Meet me back at the hotel tonight?

She tucked her phone in her bag and headed out. Even before she took three steps out of the hotel, one of the paparazzis pointed at her and soon, the crowd dispersed from the cafe hounding her. True to form, Allie smiled at them and took out a notebook and a market from her bag and wrote, ignoring the questions about the guy she was kissing the night before.

"Well, you just have to find out the hard way," she winked. "In the meantime, here's a more pressing issue." She revealed the writing.

YOUR FRIEND MAY BE SUFFERING DEPRESSION. HELP THEM OR NO ONE WILL.

She pointed the makeshift placard at every camera, laughing at everything they were saying and asking trying to push her buttons to give away more hints. Insisting her to answer on whether the barista guy and her were in a relationship.

It was irritating, but she put up with it as she always did, heading to the pier to write more notes on the beach continuing to ignore the paps even as the began closing in on her and encroaching on her personal space. One even put his camera between her face and her paper and she sighed at him.

"You're really not going to get anything from me that way, you know."

The day wore on and soon the paps slowly dispersed, but she knew they wouldn't be gone for long. She also knew that they would be hunting. Asking questions around town. And maybe one or two would stay behind following her every move. It was the time to go to the drug store and slipped the pharmacist a hundred dollars not to say anything about the pills she bought. And agreed to a selfie that he requested just for good measure.
 
Jake was bummed that he would get to see her. He had been trying to make a microphone in the coffee foam and he wanted to surprise her with it. But her message was clear and he would have to wait until that night to see her. Bummer.

She told him to come to her hotel room too, which meant they would probably hang out and order room service, maybe watch a movie or something. A bummer but he understood and didn't want his being seen with her to blow up in her face and ruin shit.

So he worked and went home like any normal day. He showered and got dressed for the evening before going back to the hotel. He pulled into the underground parking lot where the cameras couldn't follow him and headed up to her floor via the elevator.

He knocked on the door and waited for her answer. "Sorry about all this. He called through the door as he heard her footsteps approach.
 
It had been a long day and Allie was stressed beyond reason. Four times more the press and the paps hounded her. She tried to keep up her sweet image, but in the face of men who came close to a hair's breadth of shoving their cameras in her face, she was almost ready to scream. When she got to the hotel room she just wanted to lock herself in until her whole vacation was over. But she couldn't do that. She had to get out sometime.

As the sun set, she waited. Wanting to feel secure once again as the world continued to bare her soul, not giving a shit if she wanted to be alone.

A knock on the door came and Allie rushed to open the door, hearing Jake's voice. She pulled him in and shut the door behind her before wrapping her arms around his neck and kissed him. Instantly, she knew this was what she needed. To be with him and only him.

She nibbled on his lower lip and smiled against his mouth. "I missed you," she whispered before giving him another kiss.
 
Jake smiled as she jersey the door opened, pulled him into the room and kissed him. He couldn't imagine how frustrating her day could have been. The press was on her like white on rice and she only wanted to enjoy some fucking peace. Yet she was entitled to none. Or so it would seem.

He smiled and put his arms around her, holding her against him warmly. "I missed you too. How about we order room service and just watch a movie in bed? Naked." He teased and linked the tip of her nose.
 
She giggled as he teased her, feeling her stress continue to fade the more she was around him. She pouted as she pressed herself against him. "You're not going to watch me? How disappointing." She took his lower lip between her teeth and gave him a playful bite before letting go and heading over to the phone, giving the menu to him.

"What do you want?" She asked dialing the concierge then ordered for both of them.

After the call, she took the remote from the bedside table and flicked the TV on. "So...what do you want to watch?"
 
Jake gave her a food request and flopped onto the couch in front of the TV with her. She asked what he wanted to watch and he shook his head. "I'm here and I'm with you so I don't care about anything else." He told her putting his hand on her thigh and rubbing her gently. "Except food. I haven't eaten all day. I'd dump you for a burger right now."

He smirked and leaned in to suckle the side of her neck playfully.
 
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