A/N Couldn't wait to upload Chapter 2 so here it is. Damon's POV. God I love this man!
All night my dreams were flooded with the vision of dark chestnut hair and green eyes. I imagined her lying across the king sized bed in my hotel suite, her hair spread out across my pillow. I dreamt of running my tongue over the contours of her collar bone, of exploring every inch of that extroidonary body with my hands. And then I had awoken with the biggest morning wood of my life.
I took a long, cold shower and released myself several times. But for some reason, my dick just didn't want to lay low. Every time I would think I was all finished, a flash of green eyes would pop into my head and I would be hard as a fucking rock all over again. I had never met someone in my entire life that had had this effect on me, and then, last night, I had met her. Paige.
My boys and I had only been in town for two nights before we decided to venture into the City and see what this town had to offer. I was due to start a film in the seaside Australian City of Bryant Bay in March, so I had decided to take a much needed vacation and spend the summer here, Drinking and fucking as many hot broads as I could find. My best friend Alaric was here for a few weeks and had brought his friend Matt along for the ride, it didn't take us long to fall in love with Australia and want to see more, preferably the nightlife. So on Wednesday night we had chosen a modern looking bar in the city called Mint, and judging by the reaction of the Manager, they didn't have very many celebrities walk through their door, because we were immediately given the VIP room and our own private waiter. I was still coming to grips with how much attention I received for being on television. Sure, the show had been an instant hit, but I could never grasp the attention I got from everybody around me for simply being an actor. That attention was especially ripe within the female population. Over the past year I had gotten more tail then I had ever dreamed possible, most of the time I didn't even need to try. I would simply walk into a party or a club (or sometimes even a supermarket) and BAM! Blow job. BAM! Threesome. It was almost too easy.
That was until I met her. We were sitting in the VIP area when I noticed a blonde girl walking towards the bar. Big tits, blonde hair, pretty face, yeah, she would do. I only saw her friend from behind but she seemed to have curves in all the right places and an ass you could bounce a quarter off. I'd have the blonde, Matt and Alaric could fight each other for the girl with the ass.
"Hey Ric, do me a favour, go ask those two girls at the bar if they would like to join us," I said to my friend
"What am I, you're fucking hired help now. Go and ask them yourself superstar," Ric had responded.
Out of all my childhood friends, Ric and I were the only ones who had stayed close since I reached my level of fame. No matter how much my star rose, Ric still treated me like the same scruffy haired kid I had been when we met in junior high.
"Come on man, I'll let you take your pick," I smirked; Ric looked at me knowing it would be no choice of his. Whenever we went hunting tail together, the decision of who would end up with who ultimately ended up with me.
"Fine," Ric responded standing up and walking over to them.
I sat back and enjoyed my scotch as the girls and Ric made their way back over. I got another look at the blonde and decided she was perfect for the night. Hell, if she turned out decent in the sack I might even get her number for future romps; after all, I was new in town and didn't exactly have a solid black book here. I leant over to put my drink on the table, and when I looked up, the wind was knocked out of me. The friend was sitting next to the blonde, dark chestnut hair tied in a simple bun, the most perfect round breasts visible from her tight black cocktail dress, olive skin that looked softer then a cloud and then, those eyes. They were the greenest eyes I had ever seen. Almost cat like, but with the tiniest tinge of brown around the corneas. I couldn't take my eyes away from her.
"Hi, it's so nice to meet you," The blonde said, I had almost forgot she was there, "My names Caroline,"
I felt like I couldn't speak. The brown haired beauty in front of me had taken me by surprise; I managed to find my voice finally "The pleasure is all mine,"
"Can I just say that I LOVE LOVE LOVE your show! My god I never miss an episode," The blonde rambled on. Oh god! It was going to be another one of those nights. Even with her hot accent, I didn't think I was in the mood to fuck a fan girl tonight, hell she'd probley even call me by my TV characters name while we were fucking. It wouldn't be the first time. I directed my attention back to the brunette who hadn't said anything since they had sat down. Fuck, if I was going to screw a fan girl I may as well try to make it a threesome.
"And you are," I asked smoothly, looking directly at her. Fuck, she was stunning.
"Thirsty," She replied with a voice like an angel. Thirsty? She was fucking with me, well, this I didn't expect!
"She's just kidding," The blonde laughed awkwardly, "This is my very best friend, Paige,"
Paige? Beautiful name to go with the beautiful girl. I studied her curiously as she emptied the tiniest drop of alcohol from her glass into her mouth. Shit, she must be thirsty. I waved my hand at the waiter who was in the VIP area.
"Could you please get these two lovely ladies another cocktail," I demanded, turning my swagger on. "And put it on my tab,"
"I don't want a cocktail thank you," Paige said immediately. Alaric and Matt both looked at her with shock, and the blonde looked like she was about to bitch slap her across the face.
"Please, I insist," I replied. Why on earth wouldn't she want a drink? This was a club for Christ's sakes, and didn't she just say she was thirsty?
"Well, If you insist, I would much rather have a Scotch neat please," She told sternly, and as she did I swear my dick twitched. A scotch drinking beauty, well shit you don't find them every day. I smirked at her as she looked away from me and crossed her legs. The group fell silent until fan girl opened her giant trap again.
"I just have to ask Damon, what are you doing here! I had no idea that you were even in Australia!" She asked enthusiastically. Oh fuck, I was not in the mood for this shit. She leaned over the table and exposed her cleavage in my direction. Jesus, some women had no idea what tact was. Why would I even want to look at those tits when I had this angelic creature sitting right beside her to look at.
"Taking a few months vacation before I start shooting a movie in town," I replied, never taking my eyes off the brunette. She seemed to have no interest at all in our conversation, I had to change that. I had to hear her speak again, so I asked the most mundane question I could think of "So, Paige, Do you come here often?"
I was not expecting the snort that escaped her lips; it was a snort of mockery. The waiter brought over her scotch and she grabbed it from him, sipping it so seductively that I don't even think she realized she was doing it. My dick twitched, again.
"I'm sorry, what about my question did you find so amusing?" I asked
"Well, Damon," She replied, "As far as pick up lines go, that one's about as old as my grandmother,"
A giant smiled curled on my lips at her response. Everything that had come out of her mouth tonight took me by surprise. Who was this girl! She was fucking epic.
"Paige!" The blonde whispered, obviously assuming I would be offended by her bluntness. In all honesty, the only thing I was becoming was completely and utterly turned on.
"Is that so, how presumptuous of you to assume it was a pick up line," I grinned, I knew this would get a rise out of her. I saw the anger curl on her face as she prepared her attack on me.
" Well, considering how you've done nothing but stare at my chest from the moment I walked in here, I'm guessing that my assumption is fairly correct," She said in an almost shout, I'll give the girl one thing, she certainly was perceptive. She poured the rest of her scotch down her throat and I found myself wishing I could pour something of my own down there, "I'll meet you back in the main bar Care,"
"Where are you going?" The blonde replied. It was obvious she was mortified by her friends behaviour, having no idea how much I was enjoying it.
"Stay here and have fun, I'm just going to go back out there," She told her friend. Then, her beautiful green eyes stared at me, "Thank you for the drink,"
I studied her again trying to figure her out. She was obviously not interested in me and had taken offence to me openly staring at her chest, but she was still chivalrous enough to thank me for the drink. Who was this woman! I needed more!
"I'm so sorry about my friend, she's been really stressed out at uni lately and I guess she left her manners at home," The blonde told, I didn't need excuses, I needed to hear that velvet voice again, I needed to feel that tight little body of hers beneath me as I pumped her
"Excuse me for a moment," I said as I stood up and walked out of the VIP room. The blonde looked hurt, but fuck it, I wasn't about to sit there and pretend I was remotely interested in what she had to say. I had to find her. Paige.
I walked down into the main bar and was immediately met by the excited glare of many of the patrons. Fuck being an actor. My eyes moved to the bar where I saw her spectacular pair of legs crossed on a stool. As I moved closer I nearly came in my pants when she removed the clips in her hair and shook it out. It was curly and reached just above the contours of her perfect little ass. I saw her adjusting her clothing as I approached, I wanted nothing more than to ask if I could help her with her dress, but I figured that approached wouldn't fly with this broad. I would have to bring my A-game. I hesitated slightly as I walked behind her, taking in her scent.
"Excuse the presumption Paige but, have I done something to upset you?" I asked as I sat on one of the stools next to her. I must have been sporting a half wood because it hurt to sit down. She looked at me with the same fire, obviously pissed that I had followed her down here.
"No, not in particular," She said smoothly.
"Then why, may I ask, are you being so rude?" I asked. I wanted more witty banter
"Trust me, if I was being rude, you would know about it," She shot back at me. God, the fire in her voice was like foreplay to me. I couldn't help but smirk at her
"So this is just your usual chirpy self?" I asked curiously
"You bet," She replied. I shot her a smile, trying to let her know that her bluntness was doing nothing more then turning me on.
"So nothing about me is, irritating you?" I questioned
"Apart from the 20 questions?" She said automatically. I smiled again, but sat patiently waiting for her to answer my original question, "You want the truth?"
"Yes,"
"Fine. I think it is ridiculous how just because you are a television star and I have a vagina that I am supposed to fall at your feet and beg you to let me worship you, which by the way would never happen. I think people like you use fame to your advantage and don't give a rat's ass about the rest of the world. I think its pathetic how my generation is too busy judging on what they see instead of what they hear and I think that you really picked the wrong girl when you thought you'd scoop up a local to have as your booty call while you're on vacation," She said taking a deep breath. This woman was nothing like I had ever come across. Sure, she saw through my entire facade which would make it that much harder to bed her, but I had always loved a challenge, I never turned down a challenge.
"You think I'm a shallow Hollywood type who's only interested in womanizing and partying, correct?" I asked, trying to feign anger. But it wasn't working; my dick was becoming harder by the minute.
"Hey, your words not mine," She said as she skulled her beer. God, those lips! If they looked that good around the neck of a beer bottle imagine what they would look like around my cock, "Now if you'll excuse me, I have an assignment to finish before tomorrow, So if you're looking for that booty call, I suggest you turn around and walk back into the VIP room, Caroline has been ready to spread them for you since she spotted you across the room. Goodnight," She huffed as she turned and walked out of the bar. I wanted to jump up and follow her, but I knew I wasn't getting any further with this girl tonight. I stared at her ass the whole time she walked out of the club, which did nothing for my hard as a rock pecker in my jeans. I ordered another drink at the bar and waited for my Paige infected wood to cease. After around 4 or 5 minutes I walked back into the VIP lounge where Blondie was still sitting, waiting for my return no doubt. It surprised me to see that she and Ric were chatting away. Good, maybe one of us will get laid tonight.
"So, Caroline was it," I asked as I sat down, "I would like you to do me a favour,"
"Sure Damon, anything," She cooed
"I want to know everything there is to know about Paige,"
