Starstruck (Fusion #1) (4 page)

Spending the next hour frolicking in the water did nothing
to ease the ever-present sexual tension brewing between them. Every playful
splash built it up further until Xander could not take it anymore and wrapped Indi
in his arms. Lips on lips, he drew her tongue inside his mouth as he held her
protectively in his arms with the waves gently rolling around them. They stood
in the warm Mediterranean Sea kissing for some minutes before either pulled
away.

“Hmm, I could get used to kisses like that,” he joked,
brushing Indi’s wet hair off her face as he stared down into her eyes.

She gulped. “I bet you say that to all the girls.”

Xander lifted his head skywards and let out a roar of
laughter. “You may be surprised, but I don’t go around kissing just
anyone
.
”
He
emphasised the last word as a serious expression flickered over his face. 
Releasing Indi from the tight embrace, he took a step towards the beach before
turning back to hold out his hand to her.  ”Come on, let's head up to the
terrace before I run out of daylight.”

After wading back to shore, the couple walked up to the
hammock area of her villa, taking the remaining lunch and wine with them. With
Indi appearing to be more relaxed as they moved on to their second glass,
Xander directed her to lie in one of the double hammocks in the shade. 

“Comfortable?” he asked, trying to suppress his
strangled breath as he recovered his power of speech. She looked so soft and
vulnerable with her long, supple body sprawled over the hammock as it swung
gently in the afternoon breeze.

“Think so.”  She smiled back, oblivious to the effect
she was having on him.

Xander’s lack of concentration meant that it took him twice
as long as usual to complete the sketch to his exacting standard.  As he
fought to keep his focus on the precision of his strokes, their conversation
lapsed into a comfortable silence, allowing Indi to doze off into a light
sleep. 

After taking his time to gather his art supplies together,
Xander moved closer to the hammock to softly rouse Indi from her snooze. 
Before making any attempt to wake her, he allowed his eyes to rest on her red,
plump lips, which were slightly ajar and glistening with moisture.  Her
long mass of dark, blonde curls fanned her face in a becoming dishevelled
arrangement that continued to discompose his restrained stance. 

Nervous that she might catch him watching her, Xander placed
a hand lightly on her arm and spoke her name gently. He would have been
mortified if the girl had opened her eyes to find him standing over her,
leering, before he had a chance to wake her. 

A slight moan escaped Indi’s throat as his soft touch and
voice stirred her from slumber. They both blushed as she opened her eyes and
found him staring down at her. “Hmm, did I fall asleep?”

“You did, briefly,” Xander replied as he fought the
urge to run his hand through her loose curls.

“Oh, I’m sorry…” 

“Don’t be. It was probably a bit boring posing for me for so
long.”  He winked at her, and a grin spread over his mouth, dimples on
full display
.

“I hope I didn’t ruin your sketch?” Indi remarked as
she tried to ease her way out of the hammock.

“No, you were perfect.  I doubt you could take an awful
photo, or similar,” he complimented her. Noticing that she was struggling
to get out of the hammock, Xander moved closer.  Without giving it a
second thought, he placed one strong arm around her waist and the other beneath
her legs, and lifted her out effortlessly.

Indi slid her arms around Xander’s neck and snuggled up
against his chest, feeling the bare skin around her ribcage being brushed by
his fingers in a caress.  Hearing him take a sharp intake of breath, she
lifted her head shyly to look up at his face.  Xander could not conceal
the clear desire she evoked in him; the blue irises of his eyes were clearly
mixed with flecks of black as his pupils dilated with emotion. His lips touched
hers, softly at first, but this developed into a harder impression as his
urgency increased. 

No words were spoken between them as Xander lifted his head
from Indi’s slightly bruised lips and carried her towards the sunken lounge
area inside the villa.  He laid her down on the soft-cushioned,
four-seater sofa where he continued to trail light kisses all over her face,
behind her ear and down her neck. Her repeated gasps of delight, and the feel
of her wandering hands caressing his back through the T-shirt he still wore,
encouraged him on. 

Leaning back, he met her gaze attentively. “Sure?”

“Very,” she answered in a low tone.

Xander moved his lips back to Indi’s collarbone before
burying his face between the luscious breasts he’d been fantasising about for days.
His tongue slid in between her cleavage in a downward motion as he continued
his body’s descent to her navel while his mouth never lost contact with her
skin. Meanwhile, his hands remained on her breasts, pushing them together in a
teasing motion that caused the rough material of the bikini top to rub her
nipples.

He carried on moving downwards until his face was level with
Indi’s bikini bottoms. Pulling at the flimsily tied side bows that held them in
place, he watched them fall away from her body, revealing the tiniest strip of
trimmed hair he’d ever seen.

Looking up at her, Xander let out a groan. “You’re fucking
perfect,” he mumbled as he buried his face between her legs, eager to taste the
sweetness that glistened from her arousal.  She was already wet and ready
for what he had planned...

But what did he have planned? To
fuck her for a few weeks, pretend it didn’t mean anything, and then marry a
bitch he loathed, while forgetting all about their time here together? No, he
knew he was going to have to go through with his plan of bringing his father
down. He needed to focus on family loyalty to his siblings rather than to that
man.

Shaking the deep ache produced by such a line of thought out
of his head as quickly as it had come, Xander parted the slick folds of flesh,
finding Indi’s pulsating clit and flicking his tongue over it.

Feeling her trembling response to his touch, he clamped his
lips around the hard piece of flesh as her moans of satisfaction quickened. He
sucked it hard while inserting two fingers within her entrance, preparing her
for his rock-hard length. 

As he brought her to a shuddering climax in record time,
even for him, Indi looked dazed and almost drugged with pleasure as she
screamed for him to do it again. Smiling, Xander obliged. He liked his women
well-groomed, responsive and begging for more, all of which she certainly was.

“Which one is your bedroom?” he questioned, straightening up
after making her come for a second time.

“The second door,” her raspy voice answered.

Xander lifted her up from the sofa and into his strong
embrace.  Carrying her to the place she had indicated, he pushed open the
door before putting her down beside the bed. Standing in front of Indi, in one
fluid movement his hand loosened the bikini top at her back and neck, so that
it fell away from her flawless body.

Exhaling a breath, Xander’s gaze fell to her breasts; heavy
and certainly more than a handful. Bending his knees slightly so that his mouth
level with them, he nuzzled at the outer circle of each nipple, making soft,
satisfying noises as he did so.  All the time, Indi’s hands were flexing
in and out of his hair as her breathing rate became more rapid. With each
intake of air, her head tilted back, arching her back into him.

The noises increased as Indi’s hands roamed downwards over
his firm, muscular stomach, and still further to where his hair started to
thicken as it disappeared into his low-riding shorts. Pushing down the
waistband, she felt his thick penis spring free from the restrictive material.

The feel of her palm wrapped around him, gliding up and
down, was almost too much to bear. “Climb on the bed, baby,” he breathed. “I
can’t take it anymore. I need to be inside of you.”

As Indi positioned herself in the middle, Xander made fast
work of his clothes, pushing his shorts down his legs and almost ripping the
T-shirt from his torso in anticipation of sinking his flesh inside her core.

“There are some condoms in the drawer,” she croaked, staring
intently at his erection bouncing to attention as he climbed on the bed, intent
on positioning himself over her.

Leaning over, Xander pulled open the drawer and found a
silver foil packet.  After fumbling with it for a few moments, he was
finally sheathed with protection and poised above her quivering body. Guiding
her legs to spread wide, he slid between them and inhaled sharply at the
sensation of his solid cock pressing against her wet folds.

“Fuck, Xander! Please, I need you now!” she begged.

Her whimpering was his undoing. Any hesitancy he might have
felt dissipated instantly with those words and he tilted his hips forward. Her
dewy slickness let him ease his length into her core with just one thrust.
Throughout the motion, he stared down at Indi’s face, wanting to enjoy the look
of pleasure etched on her features as he filled her to the hilt.

He stopped briefly to allow her pelvic muscles to adjust
around him while enjoying the sensation of being buried inside the hot, molten
depths of this irresistible woman writhing beneath him. Indi moaned lustfully
as he hooked her legs either side of his hips. 

“God, baby you feel so tight,” he whispered, leaning down to
give her a passionate kiss as he started to thrust forwards in slow, deep
thrusts. Her muscles began to tremble and unclench as she relaxed beneath him.

Indi instinctively tightened her legs around Xander’s waist,
encouraging him to increase the tempo of his thrusts. The woman’s eyes were
closed and her breath ragged as the momentum of his fullness moving in and out
of her core, rubbing continually against her sensitive clit ripped
ever-increasing volumes of pleasure from her lips.

The two of them were soon lost in a daze of thrusting to a
mutual rhythm as she began to reach the height of her rapture. Experience told
him she was close to falling over the edge.

“Open your eyes, baby,” he commanded. “I want to see you
come.”

Her long lashes fluttered open, still half hooded as she let
a long groan of pleasure echo around the room. Her mouth was open, her head
tilted back as she arched her back repeatedly to meet his pounding hips.

“Yeah, baby, that’s it, come for me.”

Hearing her utter his name in a sexy growl of euphoria
caused his own orgasm to thunder through him as her still quaking inner muscles
squeezing around his cock, milking him dry.

Although Xander had been with a ceaseless stream of women
since his band hit the big time, he had never felt anything so extreme before.
The feel of her skin, the sensation of being buried deep inside her, was
intoxicating and addictive as he made love to her for a second and third time
in quick succession.

Indi

That afternoon and evening Indi spent with Xander set a
precedent for the following week. They would rise early, before most tourists
would even dream of going out exploring. It allowed them spontaneous moments of
privacy when their erogenous zones could gain a pleasurable workout in the
open. Lunch was always prepared and waiting on the beach for their return,
followed by a leisurely swim in the sea and a private dinner for two in her
villa. 

The second week started out much the same as the first. The
couple were going to visit Mount Etna and Cefalù, which Xander had proposed
doing during their initial dinner together.  He would tell Indi no more
than that they were taking a tour of Etna and some of the towns at the base of
the mountain.  She wanted to purchase some rustic gifts for her sisters.

“Why are we turning off here?” Indi asked Xander as they sat
in the back of the car being driven by one of his bodyguards. The vehicle had suddenly
veered off on to a dirt track. “Shouldn’t we have continued on the main road
for some more miles?”

“I’ve arranged an alternative method of transport for us,
for the rest of the way to Etna.”

“Alternative?”

“I think you will receive your answer if you look out the
window when we reach the corner in front,” he said, indicating a collection of
farm-like buildings up ahead, around which the dirt road veered off to the left
to circumvent them.

Horses of varying size and colour stood outside their
stalls, where bags of hay were ready for munching, while their manes and coats were
brushed down by several stable hands.  A look of astonishment spread over
Indi’s face as it dawned on her what the alternative transport would be. 
“You mean we’re going trekking up Etna on a horse?” she asked with
uncertainty, not realising such a thing was even possible.

He grinned. “Yes, or some of the way at least. There is a
lot of scenic farmland, with olive groves and vineyards.  A week of riding
would do it more justice, but I thought you would enjoy a taste of the
experience since you said you’d ridden well since you were a child.”

Indi reached over and squeezed Xander’s hand. “Thank you, this
is fabulous,” she said, extremely touched by the gesture. This man was continually
surprising her with his thoughtfulness regarding what she would like to do each
day, and she was unable to stop herself from opening up her heart to him more
and more.

Every time he made such a gesture, Indi had to stop and
remind herself that this was just a holiday romance with a rock star she’d
worshipped for years.  Even now, a week into whatever the hell this thing
was, she still could not believe she was involved with him.  Xander had a
way of making her feel so remarkable that she hadn’t even given any thought to
the eventual pain he would leave behind.

The trail they were taking would cover the craters formed by
old lava flows from a 1980 eruption, passing through a wooded area of pine and
larch in the territory of Castiglione di Sicilia, and then on to the northern
slopes of the volcano, giving spectacular views of the Alcantara valley. 

As the couple both had long legs and tall frames, each of
them was given a sixteen-hand Sicilian and Arab crossbreed.  It was to be
a private party of four plus their guide.  The group rode with the leader
in front, followed by Xander and Indi side by side, and Adam and Hayden hanging
back slightly to give them some privacy, while still keeping their employer
safe from all potential security breaches. 

The first part of the ride had lasted for three hours when
they stopped for a swift picnic lunch, provided by the horse-riding
company.  Indi took the opportunity to take a barrage of photos with her
film SLR camera. She preferred the ability to develop her own pictures the
old-fashioned way, rather than digitally on a memory card, although she did use
a digital camera as a backup on occasion. 

After their break, the group spent another two hours passing
through fragrant pine and oak woodland until they reached a boutique chalet
hotel, where they would spend the night. Indi was disconcerted by this part of
the trip as she had not brought any nightclothes with her, originally thinking
they would be only gone for the day. 

“I’ve nothing with me,” Indi mumbled uncomfortably to
Xander as they stood in the reception area, waiting to check in.  Her
beautiful face was horror stricken; the idea of wearing the same clothes two
days in a row was incomprehensible to her girlish sensibilities. 

“Don’t worry. I planned ahead for you,” Xander replied,
beaming devilishly as he pointed to two overnight bags.

Indi curiously opened one and recognised several items of
clothing belonging to her. “H-how d-did you get these?” she stammered.

“I had your maid gather them together yesterday when you
went out shopping.  I knew you would want some of your items with you if
we were going to be staying overnight, but I didn’t want to spoil the
surprise.”

“No, you’re right. I’d hate not to have a change of
clothing.”  Indi allowed herself to relax slightly and kissed Xander on
the lips as she leant into his embrace.  “You have booked us a double, I
presume?”

“I hope I didn’t presume too much, but they didn’t have many
rooms left,” he replied as his eyes searched hers. 

She smiled and nodded her acceptance.

“Let me go and get us all checked in,” said Xander, half
speaking to Indi, as well as to Adam and Hayden, who were standing off to one
side.  Moving away, he went to claim their room keys; a double for Indi
and himself, and two singles for each of his security team. A member of staff
assisted them up to their rooms. 

Once in their room, Indi disappeared into the en-suite
bathroom first, where she rubbed the complimentary lotions on her damp skin
after a shower to wash away the dust from the ride.  Slipping on her lace negligee,
she brushed her hair loose so that it fell over her shoulders and beyond. 
Normally, she tied it back when she was sleeping alone, but Xander seemed to
enjoy running his hands through it. 

Walking out of the bathroom, Indi found that Xander had
ordered them some light food and drinks from room service.  Picking at the
selection, she poured two glasses of wine while she waited for him to finish
showering.  By the time he emerged, Indi had taken several large gulps of
her drink.

Xander walked out wearing just his drawstring bottoms. Indi
felt a nervous excitement rise and flip over in her stomach at the sight of his
rippling chest and stomach muscles, all glistening in their full glory. His
skin was still slightly damp, causing the dark hair just above his waistband to
curl tightly. 

Indi let her eyes drift over him from head to toe, lingering
slightly too long on his groin area as she thought back to the delights that
his body had shown hers the night before. “I’ve poured you some wine,” she
said, trying to keep her voice level and reduce her yearning for him.

“Thanks, sweetness,” he replied, grabbing the full glass and
moving to sit beside her on the sofa beside the massive bed that was in the
centre of the room.  “How do you feel after all that riding?”

“Slightly stiff, but bearable otherwise.”

“I could massage your tired muscles for you,” Xander
offered with a roguish smile as he gazed down the length of her body.

Indi returned his smile, blushing. “Hmm, that could
work,” she agreed. Even after a week of them being
together,
she still became shy under his probing
gaze, admiring her body, whenever they shared an intimate moment. 

With a confident air, Xander took the wine glass from Indi’s
hand and placed it on the coffee table in front of them, where he’d previously
placed his own.  “Okay, turn your back to me, and I’ll work on your neck
and shoulders first.” 

Once she’d done as he asked, Xander slipped his strong hands
over her shoulder blades and began to knead away any tension lingering in her
muscles.  Moving her hair to one side, he then worked slowly on her neck
before lightly kissing the area behind the ear and all the way down to her
collarbone.

Indi sighed loudly as she enjoyed the delicate caress of his
lips brushing against her skin, causing shudders of enjoyment to ripple through
her body.  Xander moved his hands further over her back, rubbing the
tension from either side of the spine as he progressed down the small of her
back and to the top of the curve of her bottom. 

“Does that feel better?” he whispered as his mouth
nibbled Indi’s ear. As he leant forward, she could feel his hard chest pressing
against her back. His hands caressed the sides of her waist as he pulled her
closer to him.

“Oh, yes,” Indi moaned softly as Xander’s hands glided
upwards from her waist to her bust; the small straps of the negligée sliding
down her arm as she arched her back against him, fully exposing her breasts to
his touch.  He continued to rub his fingers and palms roughly over the
sensitive buds, making them harden.  His lips and tongue continued to
tease her ear and neck as his hands continued their assault on her bare
breasts.  Indi writhed against him as gasps of breath escaped her throat.

Xander lifted her up from the sofa and placed her on the bed
with ease. Leaving the top of her negligée still bunched up at her waist, he
turned away to retrieve something from the sideboard. As he turned back
with a naughty expression lingering on his face, Indi noted some melted chocolate
sauce in the dish he now held, which was intended for the strawberries that had
also been served.

Sitting back on the bed, Xander helped her to remove the
nightdress, leaving her naked to his admiring gaze, and causing the bulge of
his cock to harden and expand beneath his pyjamas bottoms.  Stroking her
nakedness, he captured her mouth passionately, nipping at the bottom lip to
allow the entry of his tongue as the kiss deepened. Indi’s hands wandered heatedly
over his neck and back until they finally parted for air. 

“You’re so beautiful,” Xander said as he stared down
into her green pools, his warm breath lightly tickling her skin.

Indi blushed as it still seemed strange to have such a
superstar find her attractive. Her mother had dealt repeated blows to her
self-esteem over the years, which always resurfaced in the back of her mind
whenever she felt exposed to someone else’s eyes like this.

He sat up slightly, dipped his fingers in some of the
chocolate he’d placed on the bedside cabinet, and dripped it provocatively over
Indi’s breasts and stomach.  She gasped at the sudden coldness of the
liquid on her skin. In return he gave her a wicked smile before leaning down
and beginning to lick the sauce away from around her erect nipples. As each
flick of his tongue progressed nearer to its targets, she would arch her back,
silently urging him to take them into his mouth and end the exquisite torture
of their hardness.

Finally, when no chocolate remained on her breasts or
stomach, Xander slipped each of her nipples into his mouth, sucking and
nibbling at them gently. Indi spoke his name loudly as he did so, her hands
sliding frantically through his hair as his teasing mouth heightened the
burning heat between her legs.  She could feel his bulging hardness
pressing against her outer thigh as he laid half on her. 

As Xander’s mouth trailed down Indi’s stomach towards her
hips, his lowering body forced her shapely legs apart, allowing him further
access between them.  His lips delved between the soft folds that guided
the way into her core and his tongue dipped further still to taste her
sweetness repeatedly.  While his fingers worked on her clit to heighten
her need for him, he slipped two more deep inside her, in a thrusting motion,
as Indi moaned her gasps of pleasure, lifting her hips instinctively to meet
them. Her inner muscles tightened around his inserted fingers, urging him to
quicken the rhythm of the thrusts.

“Oh, Xander,” she panted, as her crescendo took hold
and jolted through her entire body. 

Xander moved up her body and captured her mouth again. 
“Do you want to feel me inside you?” he whispered huskily against her
mouth as he lifted himself off the bed slightly, to free his erection from his
pyjamas bottoms.

“Oh, yes, I do…” Indi paused as she reached to touch his now
exposed, thick manhood with her hands. “But I want to taste you first.”

Xander moved off the bed and stood in all his glory before
her as she perched on the edge of the mattress, allowing her delicate fingers
to wind tightly around his girth. She began to stroke it rhythmically, her hand
gliding from the base to the tip repeatedly as he grunted with exhilaration at
her touch.  “Oh, fuck, that feels so good,” he murmured. 

Indi leaned forward to bring the tip of his cock into her
mouth, simultaneously sliding her hand up and down its length. Xander moaned
her name as his erection slowly slipped inch by inch into her mouth until she
was full of him.  Indi revelled in the noises he was creating, which
filled the air, enjoying the power of having a man she was so attracted to call
out her name repeatedly as she brought him to his knees with her mouth. On top
of that, he was a guy with whom she could easily fall in love and that took her
to a new, dizzy height of passion.

Shit, you’ve gotta be kidding! Don’t even think about
getting too attached to him when he’s obviously going to dump your arse as soon
as this holiday is over. 
Indi lost concentration as the thought hit
her like a reality check.

“Oh, baby, don’t stop now,” Xander grumbled at the
interruption of her rhythmic oral motions.

Focus! You’re sucking off your idol, so just enjoy it
while it lasts.
Indi recovered her pace fluidly as the man’s hips began to
move in and out against her mouth with increasing vigour while her tongue
sucked and licked at the exposed flesh. His hands rested lightly on her hair, gently
holding her head in place, as he rocked against her, his eyes closed, “Oh god,
I’m so close.”  His breaths were coming in ragged pants now.