Private
Emotion
By: Stephanie
Woodworth
© 2000 Chaotic Bliss Fan Fiction
{Author’s Note: I’d like to thank Lara for helping me by writing the sex scene in
this story}
She tossed and turned in
bed. As she glanced at he the clock she
realized that she’d seen every hour go past.
She decided sleep wasn’t an option and got out of bed.
Stumbling to the kitchen she
turned the coffee post on and watched as it brewed. She glanced out the window and saw the news vans and
photographers. If they only knew,
she thought. They had been camped out
in front of her house for days just to get a glance, a perfect picture of the
famous movie star.
Shelby’s life was not her own
and she’d grown used to the photo mongers out front of her house and those that
followed her around. Today was
worse. She’d be getting married in just
over twelve hours and they all wanted that pre-wedding photo.
Justin Timberlake was everything
she could want and more. She’d fallen
in love with him easily and would be in love with him for the rest of her
life. They understood each other. He was a pop star, a member of the music
group, *NSync. They’d met on the set of
the group’s first movie. Shelby was
cast to play his love interest and real life began to imitate are when they
fell head over heals in love with each other.
The coffee finished and Shelby
poured herself a cup. Today was going
to be a long day if it started this early.
She took three sips of the hot liquid, dumped the rest and decided to
try going back to sleep.
Once again she tossed and turned
unable to sleep. She wanted to be
elsewhere and nothing she did would change that. So go, she thought.
She hopped out of bed, ran to her closet, threw on a pair of jeans and a
sweatshirt and tried to sneak into the garage.
She put her Jaguar into gear and sped down the driveway. As the gate opened the flashes began to pop
and the reporters approached her car.
She never slowed as she pulled out of the driveway.
She drove along the back roads
that were very familiar to her. She
sang along to the music on the car radio as her auburn hair blew in the early
spring’s night air. She parked her car
down the street from his house and hoped that there wouldn’t be press parked
outside of his house. She ran down the
sidewalk and snuck through the neighbors yard.
She quietly knocked on the front door and was surprised when he promptly
opened it wearing only pajama bottoms.
Without a word she walked in and
was greeted with a kiss. The kiss grew
more passionate and he grabbed her hand and led her to his room. To her surprise there were candles burning and
a slow seductive song echoed through the large room. The four-poster bed was turned down and he’d changed his normal
cotton sheets to the satin ones that now shone in the candlelight.
Shelby walked him over to the bed and sat him at the foot. She held up a finger so he’d know she’d be
right back. She walked over to the
stereo and turned it up. She flipped
through the CD’s finally finding the one she wanted and placing it in the
player. Pressing play, “Freak Me” by
Silk filled the room. She walked over
to where he sat and began to dance for him.
As she danced she slowly removed her jeans and sweatshirt to reveal that
she wore nothing underneath.
A slight gasp escaped his
lips. He hopped off the bed and walked
over to her. He passionately kissed her
pulling her into his arms. They began
to sway to the music. The dance turned
more seductive and before long they were stumbling towards the bed. Shelby slowly untied his pajamas letting
them drop to the floor to reveal that he too wasn’t wearing anything
underneath. She took in the sight of
him and grinned at the reactions she was causing him.
Shelby gently pushed until he
was sitting on the edge of the bed. She
knelt before him; lust flickering in her eyes like the dancing candles. Her fingernails lightly grazed up and down
the insides of his thighs until his hardness was practically throbbing. She slowly bent her head down and took him
into her warm welcoming mouth. He
moaned, running his hands through her hair.
He lightly pushed on her head as she bobbed up and down on his hard
cock, letting her tongue lazily run up and down his length. Just when he thought he couldn't take it
anymore, she stopped. She slowly leaned
him back until they were both stretched out on the bed.
As his lips found hers, his hands roamed over her
body, teasing her breasts, and then moving to tickle lightly over her stomach,
then down to play at her entrance.
Shelby's back arched; her body silently begging for more. His warm lips bent down to suck on her
nipples, and she moaned out loud. Her
hands ran through his curls, lightly tugging as his mouth sent streaks of
electricity through her body.
"Please..." she moaned.
"What?"
He asked. "You seemed to
like teasing me..."
"I want you, please..."
He moved his body over her, taking her hands and
tangling her fingers in his. He
carefully placed her hands above her head on the bed, and slid inside of
her. They both moaned; he was so hard
and ready and she was wet and hot for him.
Her hips arched up to meet him, and the only sound in the room was the
music and their heavy breathing. His
mouth found her earlobe and he nibbled on it, whispering such words of love
that she felt emotions and sensations wash over her like a waterfall. He began to thrust harder, biting her tender
skin until she shrieked with pleasure.
"Shelby...oh
God!" He yelled as he came. She released his hands to clutch his
shoulders, moaning his name as she came as well.
As their breathing returned to
normal Shelby realized that she needed to return home soon to get ready for the
wedding. As if reading her mind he said
in his sexy southern accent, “I know.
You have to leave.”
“I’m sorry. You know that I can’t stay any longer. We have to be at the church in a few hours.”
He leaned over and kissed her
nose, “I’m going to miss you.”
“I’ll miss you too.” Never ‘I love you’, never ‘stay’, always
that he’d miss her. Shelby got out of
the bed for what she realized would be the last time ever. After this afternoon she’d belong to someone
else and Lance Bass was going to be nothing more than a friend of her husbands.
Shelby quickly dressed and left
his house. She returned to her car and
went back to her house. Once again the
press was out front. She quickly made a
mental note to tell Justin that she went for a drive if questioned about her
whereabouts. She entered the quiet
house and for the first time let the tears fall. She cried because she loved Justin with all her heart, because
she loved Lance too and most of all because she didn’t want to have to decide
which one to let go. But she had
decided. She’d decided the moment she
let Justin slide the huge diamond that was now missing from her ring finger and
would soon be returned at the wedding.
She quickly showered and
changed. The limo would arrive soon to
sweep her off to the park where they were getting married. She knew that all her things would be
waiting there for her along with Justin.
Shelby was dressed and ready to
walk down the isle. The wedding march
started and she grabbed hold of the arm her father offered her. She glanced down the isle trying hard not to
make eye contact with Lance. As she
neared the alter all she could see was the smile she’d fallen in love with and
hoped that this decision was the best for all.
The ceremony went off without a hitch and soon they were leaving the
park in a sea of friends and family.
Shelby only looked back once and when she did she saw Lance talking to
one of her bridesmaids, Lara and knew that all would end for the best.
The End
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