Page 270 of Fame & Chaos

We lose our balance together, laughing as we tumble gently onto the rug in front of the fire, neither of us caring in the slightest.

Tomorrow I’ll leave.

Tomorrow we’ll be apart.

But for tonight, she’s in my arms.

And somehow…

That makes tomorrow feel a little less frightening.

I roll on top of her, pinning her to the ground. Her hands run up into my hair, and her tongue frolics with mine so happily that it takes my breath away. I run my hand along her side as she opens her legs and wraps them around my waist. I grind my semi-hard cock into her pussy, and we both moan as the excitement and energy of the moment takes us over.

“Make love to me, Caleb.” She moans as I bite her bottom lip playfully. I lean up, grab either side of her button-up top, and pull hard until the buttons fly off as I rip the shirt open. She laughs and slaps my arm.

“That was my favorite shirt,” she says, and I shrug.

“I’ll buy you a new one.” I lean down, kissing her neck as she moves in, lifting my vest up over my stomach. I lift my head from her neck just long enough for her to pull it up over my head. She throws it across the room. She pulls off her ripped shirt as I move to her back and undo her bra. It cascades down her front, and I throw it over with my vest. I look down at her exposed nipples, and I can’t help myself as I lean down and take one in my mouth, sucking and then nipping gently on it. She writhes under my touch and moves her hand to my jeans. I lift my waist from hers as she undoes the button and zip and slides my jeans over my arse, and I shuffle out of them. She moves her hands down to push out of her leggings until we’re both completely naked on the lounge room rug. I move over the top of her and lean down, kissing her tenderly. This time, nothing rushed or forced. This time I want her to know how loved, cherished, and desired she is.

I move my hand down between her legs and slide a finger into her already wet pussy.

“Mmm,” she murmurs as I move it inside her slowly. She’s so warm and ready for me, and I can’t wait to feel her encased around my cock. I slowly move inside her as my cock grows harder against her thigh, while our tongues collide against each other. Kissing Indi is the sweetest sensation and one I will never tire of. She moves her hips in time with my finger, and I move another one inside her and place my thumb on her clit and press firmly. She wriggles at my touch and is moaning into my mouth as she arches her back, pushing her chest into mine. We’re both panting from the passionate kissing. Turning Indi on turns me on as well, so we’re both getting worked up.

Her body starts to shake and is coated in a fine sheen of sweat. I know she’s close as she begins to tremble around me, and her pussy is clenching around my fingers. Her kissing is becoming languid, and her eyes are clenching as she moans into my mouth. Her body tenses and then she groans, grinding her pussy into my hand as she tightens and then relaxes against me, letting go of her climax. I smile, knowing I’ve done my job. I start to kiss her again, removing my hand from between her legs and positioning my pulsating cock at her entrance. She opens her eyes and looks at me, and through hooded, lust-filled eyes, I can see love and devotion flowing right at me as I stare into her soul while I slowly enter her.

We both moan, and something passes between us as we hold each other’s gaze—a quiet understanding that we’re going to be okay. Whatever life throws at us, we’re stronger together than we ever were apart, and for the first time, we both truly believe it. We’re in this for the long haul. Distance won’t break us. Groupies, fangirls, and paparazzi won’t come between us because whatever she sees or hears while I’m on tour, she’ll come to me first. We’ll face it together. That’s what we do now.

As we make love on the living room floor before I leave for the biggest tour of my career, I know we’re going to make it this time. I feel it in every heartbeat, every breath, every part of who I am.

Indi and I have finally found our way back to each other, and this time… we’re not letting go.

Chapter Forty-Seven

Caleb

Leaving Indi wasn’t nearly as hard this time.

The goodbye still hurt, of course. There were tears, lingering kisses, and promises whispered against each other’s lips, but it didn’t carry that crushing sense of finality hanging over us like it had before. We are in a good place now. We both knew that, and for the first time, neither of us believed this tour was going to tear us apart.

Five months is a long time.

Too long.

But I also knew there wasn’t a chance in hell I’d last that long without seeing her. At some point, I’d fly home for a few days, and Indi knew it too. Just knowing we had that option made saying goodbye a little easier.

It didn’t stop me from staying wrapped around her far longer than I should have.

Now I was running late.

Again.

And I didn’t particularly care.

The jet wasn’t going anywhere without me, and making love to Indi one last time before leaving had been worth every second. I run my thumb across my swollen lips, smiling to myself as I remember the way she’d kissed me until I could barely breathe.

The chauffeur pulls onto the tarmac, and I look up at the massive jet waiting for us.

Staked World Tour.