A / N I like the Selana and James pairing for no reason. A perfect example of a relationship without commitment). But she's not even on the character list, eh.
Many thanks to my wonderful beta SailorXStar!
"Finally," James thought with relief once he was backstage.
"It's not only the weather in Mexico that's hot, but also the fans," Carlos said with a smile, still trying to regain his breath. The guys were joined by Kendall and Logan, who looked equally exhausted. Even bottles of cool water couldn't save them after the final dance number.
"It wasn't easy, and we could all use a rest now," the group leader concluded and wiped the sweat dripping from his forehead. "To the pool or straight to the apartment?"
"I think-" Logan couldn't finish before Kelly patted him on the shoulder.
"Not now, guys. I know this is hard for you, but Griffin made us organize a fan meeting with the VIPs." Pausing briefly for the artists to complain about their unfair lives, the woman continued. "Relax, there aren't many people there. Just be yourself and smile."
Albeit with disgruntled expressions on their faces, but still without bickering, the guys headed after Kelly. On the way to the right place, James was fixing his hair, looking in his pocket mirror. Luckily, it wasn't too difficult to style his still slightly damp hair, so he took one more look at his reflection and made sure he was attractive. He wondered what kind of woman would be lucky enough to get a picture with him today?
"Hopefully, it will be Katy Perry or Taylor Swift," James said dreamily. When he didn't get an answer, he looked around and realized that his friends had moved too far away to hear him.
"Better," he heard a stranger behind him, her arms wrapped around him. "Still don't recognize me?"
Before the man could react, he felt the warmth of such gentle, yet clinging hands on his cheeks.
"Selana!" James exclaimed happily and rushed to hug the charming woman. "Are you on the VIP list?"
"Of course I am," she said coquettishly, pushing James away so that he could see her in all her glory. "But am I on your guest list for this evening?"
"Always," he answered instantly and looked back at his lover. So beautiful, flashed through the young man's mind, after which he lit up with a smile. Slim figure in a bright red evening dress, thick curly hair, so beautifully lying on the fragile neck, alluring lips, nose with a slight hunch, expressing confidence and inner strength. What a fiery look she has!
"Come on, don't be silent, I want to hear your angelic voice all day long," Selana said in a half-whisper and grabbed her companion by the collar. "Let's get out of here before the others start looking for you."
"Sure." The man nodded confidently and hurried with the hot lady to the back door.
"Jump in," the woman said, pointing to a white limousine. "My chauffeur will take us to the hotel."
The young man wasn't used to such decisive actions on the part of women, but he definitely liked it. Leaning back in his chair, James gave himself time for a little rest, because alone with Selana he wanted to be more awake than ever. The woman didn't mind and rested her head on his strong shoulder, then wrapped her right arm around his waist.
"Wake up, baby," he heard through his slumber. He opened his eyes slowly and felt the woman's slender fingers digging into his thick bangs. James turned towards the window and saw a luxurious mansion.
"Hey, weren't you talking about the hotel?" the man asked, already fully awake.
"We could be overheard there, and I didn't want anyone to know one of my addresses. No one but you, Jamie."
"I like it," the man replied with a smile, referring to both the pleasant-sounding nickname and the spacious mansion that seemed to be far from the center of town and the other eyes. He carefully opened the door and stepped out first to offer his beloved his hand. "Let's not waste any time."
The woman grinned and wrapped her arm sharply around James' arm, then their excited gazes collided.
"Do it again, darling, please," he said pleadingly. The woman knew exactly what he was talking about, but only playfully touched his nose and replied:
"Let's go inside first."
James nodded obediently and trusted the eccentric Mexican woman. Despite her high heels and tight dress, she moved quickly and swaggered; she definitely felt like the queen of the day. However, he was not embarrassed by this. On the contrary, he was proud of the fact that next to him was a lady worthy of him in terms of attractiveness and charisma.
"How romantic," James said enthusiastically as he saw the path of rose petals and some yellow flowers, which he later recognized as velvets.
"This path was painstakingly laid out by my assistant," Selana said, winking at the still stunned man. "Don't just stand there, let's go."
"Hey, not so fast! Why do you have so much energy?" James exclaimed rhetorically and quickly followed the playful Mexican woman.
"Finally," Selana said happily when she saw James reach the room. "What do you think of my surprise?"
The man was lost in the atmosphere of the room from the first seconds. The subdued light, the mariachi band playing under the windows, the tequila and sangrita on the coffee table, and the snacks - everything was so conducive to getting closer to the charming woman.
"You and your sense of beauty are magnificent, my dear! Please don't keep me waiting," James exclaimed and grabbed Selana's hands tightly. She quickly pressed them against his face and enjoyed his long sounds of admiration.
"Oh, you're so hot! Let me woo you," James said. Selana nodded as one of the shot glasses was filled with tequila and the other with scarlet sangrita. "Open your lips, it's about to taste good."
Expecting to get a refreshing taste of shrimp or one of the imported candies, the woman closed her eyes and opened her mouth just enough to accommodate the viands. Imagine was her surprise when, instead of food, she felt James' deft tongue. Despite her love of quick and sharp movements, she slowed down and gave her lover a sensual and really long kiss.
"Are you trying to outsmart me, Jamie?" Selana asked playfully and pulled her relaxed manfriend down onto the bed. "Drink this."
The young man obediently opened his mouth and swallowed first some sangrita and then tequila from the shot glass in the lady's hands, taking a thin slice of lime with it. For a moment he thought of his friends and his obligations to Gustavo, but the thoughts quickly left him. 'It's a good thing I put my phone on mute,' was the last thing James thought before putting the concert and everything associated with it out of his mind.
"Are you feeling okay?" The woman asked caringly and stood up from James for a second so that she could comfortably remove her shoes.
"You have no idea how good I am feeling," the man replied long and sensual, enjoying the sensations of the soft mattress. He was constrained only by his tight pants and shirt, which were only suitable for the stage; they were too uncomfortable for everyday life. Without delay, he decided to get rid of the unnecessary rags, but Selana interrupted the action.
"Shh, I can do it, sweetheart," Selana said affirmatively and put her finger to her lover's lips before unbuttoning the buttons.
"Selana-" He looked up in admiration, being unable to hold back a smile and a storm of positive emotions.
After helping James, the woman gladly pulled off her dress, which she also didn't like because of the uncomfortable fit. But she did not let it be known by any wrong movement, because she wanted to look like a lioness, a dominant, a queen.
Then the Mexican woman turned over and wrapped her slender, but trained from dancing, legs around the strong calves of her man. Like a vine, she moved with pleasure and tensed every muscle in her body. James sensed the tempo and began to guide his partner with his powerful hands. "You're not the only one in charge here," he whispered playfully, which excited Selana even more.
When she felt it was time, the woman turned and looked at James with deep hazel eyes. He was making blissful noises and couldn't control himself, so his eyes didn't focus on his beautiful partner. In submission to her feelings, she pressed her lips firmly against James' neck, leaving a few clear lipstick marks on it.
When he came to his senses, he touched Selana's pointed chin and stroked her disheveled hair. Without a moment's hesitation, the partners headed for the shower room and continued their embrace there. Neither of them was trying to dominate: they were just enjoying the pleasure they could give each other.
After the cold jet of water, the woman cooled down a little and became more affectionate. She handed her partner one of her silk robes and headed to the bed with him. Exhausted and succumbing to a slight alcoholic blackout, Selana and James no longer had the energy for anything more than a good night's sleep.
The young man woke up late, something he hadn't been able to afford for the past two weeks of the tour. After lying on the bed for a few more minutes, he was concerned about Selana's absence and headed out to look for her. James was met by the butler in the long hallway.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Diamond, the lady had to leave you because she was speaking at an important event," the man said coolly, but still with a slight note of sadness. "However, she left you a note, which I will bring to you with your breakfast."
James impatiently returned to the room and waited for the tray, which the butler, fortunately, brought almost immediately. Despite the fact that the man was hungry as a wolf, the first thing he did was unfold a note from his lover.
"Don't forget to write me the next tour date in Mexico," James read and smiled when he saw a few not-so-carefully drawn but immensely sensual hearts at the end.
"I will, darling, I will," the man said in a barely audible voice and pressed the note to his side. Even in the hottest weather, he was ready to return to the Latin fans again and again, only to find Selana among them.