1. Emma Watson


    Date: 2/24/2016, Categories: Celebrities, Author: jojo747400, Rating: 87, Source: xHamster

    sent me into a deep sl**p. My last conscious thought was whether she'd still be here when I woke up. *** There was a loud knock at the door. My eyes open. I sit up, feeling remarkably alert. Beside me were some scrunched up tissues and my iPhone which had remained on and showed a particularly sexy picture of Emma from some film premiere; evidence of a particularly sordid and unglamorous moment from just before I fell asl**p. I slipped my phone in my pocket and threw the tissues in the bin and headed for the door. The effects of the champagne had mostly worn off, although I'd be lying if I said I walked a perfectly straight line. I already suspected who was at the door. After all, who else knew where I was. "Emma. What time is it?" I asked as I wiped the sl**p from my eyes. "1:30 am. I can't sl**p. But now I feel bad because I see that you had no problem sl**ping." "No, don't worry about it. Anything I can do to help?" I asked, desperate for both of us to ignore what happened earlier. "No, probably not. It's just jet-lag I think. I'm just lying alone in bed, it's a bit boring and lonely." Even though I was dreadfully tired and far from focused, I was aware enough to note the tiny implication in what she had said. The tiniest sliver of a request beneath her guarded words. But I wasn't about to dive in headfirst again. Before I could reply, she continued, "I'm sorry I asked you to leave before. That was rude of me," she said. This took me by surprise me. I had assumed I was at ...
    fault. After all, I was the d***ken lawyer who had f***ed himself onto a famous actress in a hotel room. It seemed like typical Hollywood scandal. I chose my words carefully and replied, "No, it was my fault. I overstepped." "Not really. I was leading you on but I couldn't pull the trigger on it. I got nervous when things got serious." She was obviously tired. She leaned against the door frame wearing only a hotel bathrobe. I took a good look at her and saw just a tiny hint of shame in her expression. This was turning out to be a strange situation for all involved. "Are you okay Emma?" I asked. "No. No I'm not. I haven't had time to relax in months. I broke up with my boyfriend not long ago and since then it's been non-stop filming movies and doing press junkets for months. It's too much Nate. I just need something to take the edge off. I just need some relief." "Anything I can do to help?" "Well, maybe there is. To be honest, I've been feeling rather under-fucked lately." It took me several moments to process that statement. The meaning sounded clear, but the fact she said it, and said it so freely had me on edge. "Does that mean the same thing in England as it does in Australia?" "Keep me company tonight. I won't get cold feet again, I promise. I don't know what that was before but it won't happen again. I just....I want you." "Have you been drinking since I left," I asked, just to be cautious. "Don't worry, I'm completely sober now," she replied with a mischievous smile. ...
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