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He didn’t think he’d ever stop shooting inside her. The door opened to the bedroom just as he reached the peak of his orgasm. Panting and jerking as he came, Stieg arched to see who would be so stupid to come into the room while he made love to his wife.
“Damn, that is one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen. And I’m totally not into either of you.” Jonas stood in the doorway, a grin on his face. “Look at her hair all messed up,” he used his hands in a wild motion around his head, “and you there totally blowing your load inside her.”
Shock held Lisbeth for a second before she dropped forward to hide her body. She was still panting from her orgasm.
“Shit, Jonas, you better have a good reason to walk into our room like this.” Stieg wrapped his arms around Lisbeth and tenderly kissed her forehead. “I’m going to roll over, so I’m between you two and cover you up. It must be something important. He knows better than to something this bold.” Stieg did just as he told her. Once she was covered, he moved to sit facing his friend.
He reached for his jeans but realized they were on the other side of the bed. He pulled the sheet over his lap to cover his still hard cock and stared at Jonas. “What is wrong with you? I’m busy with my wife.” He grinned at the word. He was married to Lisbeth.
“We have an issue. I tried to wait until I thought you’d be done.” He rolled his eyes. “This might be something you don’t want to be discussed in front of Lisbeth.”
He felt her stiffen behind him on the bed.
“Why would you hide anything from me?” She sat up, holding the sheet to her chest.
“You don’t have to hide those pretty tits from me. I’m gay, remember?” Jonas winked and grinned. Behind him she snorted but didn’t lower the sheet. Stieg had to smile.
Jonas switched to German, “Es geht um Inga.” He heard her quick intake of breath.
“Stop that. Speak English. Unless it’s state secrets, I think I have a right to know what’s going on.” He heard the fear and anger in her voice. She felt left out, shut out of part of his life. He’d have to teach her his language.
“Speak in English, Jonas. She has a right to know about Inga.” He sighed and moved back on the bed. Propping the pillows against the headboard he sat and pulled her between his legs, keeping them both covered. Jonas smirked.
“Who’s Inga and why do you need to talk about her in German. Is she, was she your girlfriend?” He felt her sit up and put space between them, he wrapped her in his arms and pulled her stiff body back toward his.
“No, she’s not and has never been my girlfriend. Her father was a producer on Saturday Moon, and she was an extra in the movie. She ended up with a crush on me.” Across the room, Jonas snorted. “I’ve never been interested in her, but her father has money, and she’s used it to chase me ever since. She’s been spoiled her entire life and is used to getting what she wants without question. I promise you, I’ve not dated anyone in a very long time. I’ve not had sex with anyone recently.” He felt her shiver against him, so he kissed her shoulder, trying to soothe her. They had avoided the subject. He knew he damn well didn’t want to know if she’d had relationships since 2014, even though she said it had been a year since she’d had sex.
“Stieg.” Jonas’s voice drew his attention. He walked closer to the bed, his face serious. “She called the room. It’s registered to the studio, but she somehow found out which room was yours. She called yesterday, but I didn’t want to tell you. I found out she apparently told the guard that she was your girlfriend and you were expecting her, and she asked him to bring her to the Villa. She’s here, in this hotel.” Stieg started to sit up, the intensity of his anger surprised him.
“Are you fucking serious? Jonas, she’s crazy.” Lisbeth turned in his arms to look at him. “I may have understated things not to frighten you. Lisbeth, she’s…” he paused and ran his hand through his hair.
“I’ll just be honest, she’s a batshit crazy bitch who is obsessed with Stieg. And the guards here are used to dealing with groupies who try to get back here to see famous people. They didn’t fall for it. But she keeps calling the Villa. Apparently, her information isn’t up-to-date. She’s not realized you’ve switched rooms. I don’t know how she even found you. This hotel is top-notch. I know they didn’t slip the information to her. She’s here in the hotel somewhere trying to get to you. I let the guards know she is not allowed near you. I showed them the video of you marrying Lisbeth to prove Inga’s not your girlfriend. As your personal security guard, I insisted that they keep me informed of her calls and attempts to get back here.” Jonas sat on the edge of the bed, slightly pulling the cover down Lisbeth’s body. He grinned at her exposed cleavage.
“This morning she called again. Tel answered and told her she had no idea who she thought was in the room, but she wasn’t you and for her to stop calling.” He laughed as he shook his head. “I love that woman.”
Stieg tugged on the sheet before giving up and wrapping his arms tighter around Lisbeth. He needed to feel her against him. Jonas’s cell buzzed. He pulled it out and looked at the screen, sighing. “They’ve set the meet and greet for this afternoon. You have about an hour to shower and get ready. It shouldn’t last more than two hours. We’ll be in the same room where we had the Q and A. We’ll see how the security goes. From what I understand there were less than a hundred or so tickets made available for the meet and greet.”
“Dave, Sadie, Marc, Tel and I were five of those.” She tilted her head and smiled. He felt his own smile in return. “Marc was going to make sure I got close to you if you didn’t recognize me at the question and answer session. He thought us being so close together would trigger your memories.” He brought her left hand to his mouth and kissed her ring and the finger it occupied.
“Stop. I see that ‘I’m going to fuck you right now look.’ Stop the mushy shit—you need to shower and get ready. I’ll be in the living room waiting. You’ve fucked, and you’ll fuck again later. Go.” Jonas pointed to the bathroom.
“You can leave the room now, Jonas. You aren’t going to see us naked again.”
“Too bad.” Jonas shrugged and sighed but left the room and shut the door.
“This is going to sound strange, but I really like him, Stieg. He’s eccentric and very gregarious, but he’s an amazing friend to you. Maybe it’s memories from the other me, but I feel close to him through you. I care about him already.” Stieg kissed the back of her head before throwing the covers off and crawling across the bed.
“Let’s get in the shower. I’ll wash your back.” He wiggled his eyebrows at her. “And your front.” She reached over and slapped his ass as he jumped off the bed. She jumped out after him and chasing him into the bathroom.
*****
Hotel security met Stieg and Lisbeth at the door to the Villa, Jonas had gone ahead to check the security of the conference room. He was scoping the area for Inga and to inform security that she was not allowed in the event, even if she had a ticket. The story they’d tell her was that she had an invalid scalped ticket. Jonas had come up with that story, and hotel security thought that was a good cover story that wouldn’t upset guests who may be around the woma
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The main costars who were also going to the meet and greet were waiting at their doors when a guard knocked. Surrounded by the same guards she saw yesterday dressed in black uniforms, the group walked to the secret door that led to the back hallways used by celebrities to avoid the public. The stars of the movie gave Lisbeth sideways glances. For all they knew, Stieg saw her briefly when she approached the microphone yesterday. Now she was walking with them holding his hand while he brought her hand to his lips every so often.
“Goldgräber. Ich bin mir sicher.” Stieg stopped and turned to his female star, his eyebrows rose in surprise. He held out Lisbeth’s hand and brought it to his mouth, showing off her wedding rings.
