Miley's Guilty Pleasure

Miley's POV

I'm Miley or as most of you may know me as Hannah Montana, I'm 18 and I have been a pop star since I was 12, I didn't tell my two best friends, Lily and Oliver until I was 14, they were cool about it, well more then that coz they got some of the perks of being friends with Miss Montana. When I was 15, Oliver asked me out on a date, he told that he had loved me since he first met me and when he found out that I was Hannah he told me that he loved me even more. And so we went out on more dates and soon we were a couple. But not long after my 16th Birthday I done a Hannah concert and when it was over I was backstage in my dressing room and I took off the blonde wig which separates me from Hannah, not knowing that someone was watching. The next day 'he' came over and showed me a video of me taking off the wig. And from that day on he blackmailed me, if I didn't do as he said, if I didn't sleep with him, then he would tell the world my secret.

It's been two years since that day, for the first year I was just keeping my secret safe but now I go to him when ever I want, he always lets me in, he never turns me away, I'm not sure if he still has that video but now I didn't really care.

I use to say that I hated him but I think deep down I have always felt something for him, ever since our kiss.

So here I am now, I came over because I felt oddly empty, I often feel like this, even though I'm still with Oliver and don't get me wrong, I love Oliver and he loves me and we do things that normal couples do, go to the movies, go out for meals, or just spend time talking and cuddling on the sofa. I'm happy with him, I have given him my heart and he has never hurt me in any way, but that's just it, when I'm Oliver, everything is always the same. But when I'm with him, I feel so alive, he makes me feel complete when I feel empty. Another reason I go him is because I love the things he does to me, the way he uses his hands and how he knows how to tease me just that little bit more, bringing me closer to the edge were I get so close to falling.

But I love it.

Like I said before, I'm at his place now; I can feel him, I can feel his hands as they run down my legs, removing my black jeans. I can't see him as he has blindfolded me, he knows that I haven't been myself lately, so he said he wants me to have a night were the outside world doesn't matter and I can forget everything that's troubling me and he said to do this we will try something different, something we have never done before. So he removed my top and bra and he then tied my arms together above my head and then to the bed posts, stopping me from moving them whatsoever and then he put the blindfold over my blue eyes, and the world went dark.

Now I could hear him as he took off his shirt. Then I could feel him move onto the mattress. My body was already responding to his hands as he ran his fingers lightly up my waist and onto my breasts. I couldn't stop the moan coming from my throat as he rubbed my nipples in slow circles; it felt so good that I had to bite my lip to keep from screaming, but he wanted me to scream, I felt him remove one of his hands and replace it with his mouth and he started to suck strongly and that's when I cried out and arched my back into him. He kept sucking on one while his hand rubbed another. After a few minutes he started to kiss his way up my neck, I gasped when he started to nip at my pulse point.

I moaned even more as he kissed his way up my neck and then he started to nip at my ear lope and whispered "What do you want baby?"

I felt my voice shake "I…I want you to help me forget" I could feel him smile as he kissed his way up and down my neck.

"Why? Am I all you want?" He knows the answer but he always wants to tease me.

"Right now, all I want is you, please...I need you" He loved it when I begged.

He pressed his lips to mine in a heated kiss "Well let's see..(Kiss)..what I can do..(Kiss)..about that"

He stared to kiss his way down my flat stomach, stopping now and then to make love bites on my skin. He kissed his way down my right thigh and then he started to nip his way back up my inner thigh. He hooked his fingers into my panties, "These need to come off" he started to pull my panties down my smooth legs to reveal what he wanted, my now hot and very wet centre, "Nice to see you are ready for me" I couldn't help but giggle. He moved his head so he was in between my legs and then he stuck his tongue inside me.

That is when I screamed, he began to use his tongue to pleasure me, as he did this, I felt the world falling away, there was, no Oliver, no Hannah Montana, no stressful life and no blackmail. It was just me and him and sometimes I wanted it to stay that way.

I started to move my hips to the rhythm of his tongue. He then added two fingers inside me as he nibbled at my centre, just to give that extra feeling. I couldn't stop moaning as I felt myself coming closer to the edge.

"Oh God…feels so good…Don't stop…OHHH" I let out a long, low moan as I felt my orgasm hit, I rode it out, wave after pleasurable wave.

As I got my breath back, I felt him lick up my juices, and then he moved back up my body, which I realised was now covered in a layer of sweat. He pushed a strand of hair off my face and then kissed me hard so I could taste myself. Once he pulled away I felt him get of the bed and I could hear him take off his jeans and boxers and when I heard them hit the floor, he came back onto the bed, now as naked as me. I could feel his now hard member against my leg, I giggled.

"Why don't you untie me and take off this blindfold so I can return the favour to you" I knew he was smirking,

"Don't tell me you don't like being tied up and blindfolded?! Every other girl I have been with, certainly enjoyed it"

I laughed "I bet they did, but I thought you would want me to give you some 'attention' " He started to play with my long brown locks.

"No, I can wait, besides, tonight is about you"

"Why?"

"Don't think I haven't noticed the change in you" I sighed

"I just have alot on my mind" I smiled "But I'm sure with your help, I can forget all about it" He stopped playing with my hair.

"Well in that case…" He put his lips to mine and ended any convocation, while he started to stroke my breast softly with one hand, his other hand went back down to my centre and he started to stroke me there, getting me ready for what I knew was coming next.

I moaned into his mouth as I felt my body responding to his actions.

Another minute went by and he stopped stroking me, much to my disappointment. I let out a sad sigh which he chucked at. I felt him position himself at my entrance, "You ready for this babe?" I whispered back, my voice full of lust, "Do you even have to ask?"

And with that, he slammed into me, filled me, and at that moment, I felt whole.

He stared to thrust into me, hard and fast, all I could do was moan and move with him.

Soon I came, screaming out his name, but he continued at his pace, he must of seen the look I gave his though the blindfold, "Once…more" he said not breaking his stride. I tossed my head from side to side, "No… I can't" It was a lie; I could already feel it coming.

"Yes baby" he demanded as I felt him reach between us and start to stroke me again.

I couldn't stop the scream coming from throat as I went over the edge and this time, he went with me. I heard him shout out my name as I started to come back down to earth.

We both collapsed onto the bed, both breathless, both sweaty and both loved. He rested his head on my chest as we lied there, we stayed like that for a few minutes, until he pulled out of me, I sighed at the loss, as he reached up to untie my hands and then he gently removed the blindfold from my now sweaty forehead.

He then rolled next to me and I rested my head on his toned chest as we just lied there, both happy, or in my case happy but always slightly guilty, in each others arms.

"So, how was that for you?" He sat up at looked down at me with a smirk; I looked into his eyes and smiled "Great…Thank you" He started to stroke my hair "You're welcome, any time you need to 'forget' then just call…" I smiled "Or when you call me and then I have to do it and have no choice" We both laughed

"Yeah that sounds about right, now I don't know about you but I could really go for some sleep" We pulled the covers over us and got comfy.

I knew I should go, go back to Oliver, back to a normal life and doing the stuff I do all the time, but I didn't move, instead I felt sleep start to take over my body. He makes me feel like this, and he knows it. He knows how I feel, how I feel about my life and unlike everyone else, he helps me.

He makes me feel whole.

He makes me feel ashamed.

He gives me the excitement.

He gives me the Pain.

He is everything I hate.

He is everything I crave.

Rico is my guilty pleasure.

Ok I'm ready for the bad reviews lol but hey I just had to get this story out of my head!

This is my first Hannah Montana fic and I support Moliver, & this will be a Moliver story. But I love Riley (Miley and Rico) Coz they are different!

Also Rico is only two years younger then Miley in this story, so hes 16 and in this story he is the same height/a little abit taller then her!!!

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