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Diamonds are Forever Ms. Wainwright	By : Kayerfire Category: 1 through F > Big Time Rush Views: 1863 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“No noise, James!” she whispered the second she closed the door behind her.
He pulled her to him, quickly ridding her of her blouse.
“No noise,” he agreed before stealing her mouth again.
That promise proved easier said than done once he'd entered her. For both parties. Kelly was biting down on her lips as he lifted her up, pressing her back into the wall. His initial thrust set her on fire. Her legs trapped his waist as he began to work her.
He's so strong.
James's hands were everywhere, touching, caressing, groping hungrily. Kelly took hold of one and slipped it under her bra. Her young lover immediately understood and squeezed the tender nub on top.
“Mmm, like that,” she breathed.
Her fingers trailed through his long locks to take hold.
“Harder Baby, we have to be quick.”
For emphasis she gave his hair a tug. The grunt she got in response sent a hot shiver through her middle. He took direction well, following her command with finesse. Either he was more experienced than she'd thought or he was just naturally gifted. Either way, his action earned a mewl from her throat.
Warm lips pressed at her earlobes, opening for a wet tongue to glide over. The slick appendage stroked her in circles, her entire ear first, then down stopping just where jaw and throat connected. There he dwelled longer, tasting mercilessly, sending tingles through her skin all the way to her marrow.
“Mmm that's it. Fuck me James!” she hissed in his ear.
He cursed under his breath, his thrusts strengthening at her words. She could feel his breath on her damp skin, rapid and hot. His left hand was on her ass, digging in as he held her up. His right continued to tease her nipple. Kelly's head lilted with the sensations. Sweat threatened the neatly laid edges of her hair as they bumped wildly.
She couldn't help herself, she clenched around him with a sigh.
“Hmph!”
The movement sparked an urgency in her lover and his hips went ballistic. His thrusts shot to ten, knocking the wind out of her. James was relentless, pumping harder and harder until Kelly felt herself tipping her peak. Overcome she threw her face into him; biting into his strong shoulder, her voice a continual whine as it took her.
“Kelly...fuuuuck!”
James shuddered haplessly as he too reached his breaking point. Unable to contain himself, he groaned out loud, stroking and pumping until his high subsided.
Still breathing hard, he continued to hold her up with his weight. Kelly nestled into his shoulder, inhaled the sweat of his neck. Kissed it affectionately.
Why does he have to be so delicious?
Without a word their eyes connected. Seconds later, so did their mouths.
“How are you so good at this?” Kelly managed when they finally parted.
James's eyes were intense when he gazed into hers.
“I guess you bring it out of me.”
She smiled at the sentiment.
“Oh stop.”
“You're really amazing, Kelly. You're so beautiful, and smart and sweet. I love how I feel when I'm around you. I love how I feel when I'm inside you. Like right now.”
Just as the night before his cheeks were flushed. His eyes were hooded heavy with something more than lust. Affection. Adoration. Appreciation. Touched, Kelly brushed his bangs back from his forehead.
“Speaking of now, we'd better get back before people start noticing we're gone.”
It was the middle of the afternoon. Gustavo was probably on a tirade searching for her as she spoke.
“I wish we didn't have to,” James ran his fingertips up her arm.
“I wish we could stay just like this.”
He had no idea how much she agreed.
“I know. But we both have jobs to do. And if anybody found us—”
He nodded his understanding.
“Big Time Scandal,” he finished.
“Yes. My life would be over.”
He was still gazing at her like she was the only woman in the world.
“I would never let anything happen to you,” he vowed.
“I'd protect you. From paparazzi, reporters, fans. Gustavo.”
It was cute that he was offering but one of them had to be real. Being the obvious mature one, that privilege went to her.
“I know you mean that, but the best way to protect the both of our careers is to get back work. Now. Before we draw suspicion.”
Once more she had to give him a pat to nudge him to release her. She saw the regret in his eye as he finally did so. If she was honest with herself, she regretted the departure as well.
They dressed quickly. She couldn't help but to notice his eyes never leaving her.
“I'll leave out first, make sure the coast is clear. After maybe five or ten minutes you leave. Okay?”
He nodded. This was a crucial moment here. If one person was in the wrong place it would all be over. Kelly carefully cracked the door, peeked out. When the coast was clear she turned to James.
“See you in the rehearsal studio.”
She dropped a kiss on his lips before sliding out, making her way toward the women's room. She had to fix herself up before facing Gustavo. Or anyone for that matter. This was a place of business.
James can certainly handle his business.
She warmed at the still recent encounter. God the kid was good. Really good. He took direction well, was attuned to her body as he pleasured her. She didn't recall that kind of maturity in her partners when she'd been his age.
Jesus, I forgot to check his file.
He had to be eighteen. Worse case scenario seventeen. Right? She kicked herself for letting it slip her mind. She'd had this information when the guys had first auditioned.
I'll do it today.
It would only take a second. The perks of being Gustavo's assistant. Once satisfied with her appearance, Kelly left for her boss's office ready to tackle the rest of the workday.

“Where the hell have you been?”
When he arrived back at rehearsal, James found his friends restless. Logan and Carlos were having some stupid debate that was quickly escalating into a slap match. Kendall was sitting on the floor against the wall, glaring at his phone while ignoring the commotion. He only glanced up when James took a seat nearby.
“I was in the bathroom.”
Kendall accepted his answer easily.
“You know what Jo just texted me?” he moved on.
“She said that we've been a little distant lately and maybe we should think about seeing other people.”
James felt genuinely sorry to hear that.
“Damn.”
“Of course she never started talking like this until she started working with Jett. So I called her on it and now she has the nerve to call me jealous and insecure. She's like ‘Logan and Camille did it’ and all ‘Camille says’ so I told her Camille’s not my girlfriend; I couldn't give a rat's ass what she has to say about our relationship. Now she's all pissy and saying I don't respect her friends. I swear James sometimes I wonder why I even bother with girls.”
He sank his face in his hands, his fingers messing his blond bangs. James leaned over and supportively wrapped an arm around his shoulder.
“Hey…I think we both know why you bother with girls,” he joked to lighten the mood.
Kendall glanced up. Their eyes met and it worked. The two chuckled lightly.
“Well yea but, I mean we haven't done that in a while either.”
Oh shit.
“It's all the headache but none of the nice stuff, you know. Like holding hands or kissing or picnics—thanks to Gustavo. I mean, I'm not a horndog. I like spending time with my girlfriend for the sake of spending time with her but I have needs too.”
James couldn't argue with that. He thought of Kelly. She satisfied all of his needs and then some.
“Why can't they be more simple, James? You know, watch a zombie movie. Make out, enjoy the little things like pizza and hockey instead of all the drama?”
He'd wondered that himself many a time. But girls weren't meant to be that chill. If they were then what would guys do with each other?
“Because if they were then they'd all be Carlos,” he remarked with a laugh.
His eyes landed on their shorter friends still slapping at each other. Whatever they'd been arguing about had now devolved into a series of “is not/is too!”
Kendall glanced over as well but said nothing. They sat there for a while, lost in their own thoughts. He wasn't sure what Kendall was thinking about but James's mind went back to Kelly. Her scent, her touch her feel occupied his mind until Gustavo showed up to bust up the party. Thankfully she was at his side not a hair out of place. One would never know he'd had her panting against the wall in the broom closet not even twenty minutes ago.
True to her word, she'd softened their producer up. He informed the boys that John-Pierre was no longer hot right now so they'd find another choreographer with more appeal. Until then they were to work hard in media training and if they made a fool of him blah blah blah. He left Kelly to usher them off much to everyone's relief.
“I don't know how you did it,” Logan remarked with relief, “but thanks Kelly!”
He threw his arms around her, grateful at her intervention with Gustavo. Kelly paused, briefly caught off guard by the contact before relaxing and returning the gesture. Carlos saw an invitation and joined in. Kendall smirked at their dramatics.
James tried to pretend that it didn't annoy him to see another guy touching his Kelly.
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Diamonds are Forever Ms. Wainwright