Chapter 26
Sitting on the couch eating their dinner of pizza they laughed and talked while the television droned softly on in the background, ignored. Nolan had put on a pair of navy sweat pants, slung low on his hips after his shower, but hadn't bothered with a shirt. The pizza delivery guy earlier had seemed to really appreciate the view, getting all flustered and tongue-tied while handing Nolan their pizza. Caitlyn enjoyed watching other people react to him knowing that she was the one who got to run her hands over all that tantalizingly inviting skin. Adoring fans came with the territory, but even before she knew he was famous she had noticed everyone checking him out. He was just the type of man that people noticed. Nolan would have to be rather dense not to realize his appeal at this point, but he didn't seem to let that guide him. He wasn't shirtless right now to show off his chest to its best advantage, he was just comfortable, relaxing at home. She all but forgot about his fame when he was like this with her, just Nolan and Caitlyn.
A little while after their food was gone her phone on the coffee table started buzzing, over and over. Thinking that someone must be texting her repeatedly she picked it up, a little worried. There were so many notifications coming through that her eyes couldn't keep up as she tried to read them all. They were rolling over her screen in an endless loop. Looking questioningly over at Nolan, she turned the phone towards him, showing him the screen. She watched him as the confusion in his gaze cleared quickly.
"Looks like me fans figured it the hell out." He said standing up and jogging briskly up the stairs. Calling out, "turn yer phone off love."
Since the notifications were still flooding in, turning it off didn't seem like a bad idea. She was powering it down when Nolan came back down the stairs, holding his own phone in his hand.
"Yer trending. It might be time to adjust yer settings on Twitter, probably Instagram too, or it will keep overloading yer phone." He said shrugging his shoulders, knowing what he was talking about all too well.
"What do you mean I'm trending?" She asked walking over to the suitcase they hadn't brought upstairs yet Caitlyn pulled her laptop out.
" Well, technically #NolanLovesCaitlyn is trending, but they're taggin' ye too." Nolan said scrolling through twitter on his phone. "I gotta keep me notifications off because I get tagged in so much, absolutely all a da time." Nolan explained.
Siting back down on the couch Caitlyn turned her computer on and logging into Nolan's WiFi pulled up her twitter. "Holy shit! Nolan, I have over twenty thousand notifications, and three hundred direct messages."
Wiping a hand down his face he said, "Yeah, I'm not surprised. I'm sorry love, this kind of comes with me job. I was hoping we had more time just for us."
Caitlyn adjusted her settings, but she couldn't make her profile private because she used it to market her books, which was why she was so easy for the fans to find in the first place. Sighing she logged into her Instagram and found thousands of new followers there too. Someone had taken a picture of Nolan kissing her on the side of the stage, and from the angle it couldn't have come from the crowd, and it looked like every single fan he had posted it and shared it, tagging them both.
"How did they figure out who I was so fast?" Caitlyn wondered out loud.
"Ye would be surprised at how fuckin' thorough they can be sometimes. Looks like someone hangin' round backstage posted that." He motioned his head at her computer and sighed, slumping wearily back into the couch. "Changing yer settings only stops it yer phone from buzzing all day, but long as yer with me this is gonna keep happening."
Setting her laptop down in front of her on the coffee table, Caitlyn curled herself into him. "Nolan, you're worth it. This might end up being a real pain in the ass, but its a small price to pay to have you in my life. I meant what I said before. I'm yours, nothing is going to change that." The clouds of doubt and worry were written clearly in his eyes.
"And when ye get papped doin' something so normal like loading groceries into yer car?" He said, but he pulled her closer wrapping his arm tight around her.
"Then I'll remember Belfast, Nolan. Crying on the floor of my hotel room because getting up just wasn't possible. I'll remember the nice stranger, Gloria, from Oklahoma who held me as I sobbed my heart out at The Giants Causeway. I'll remember that consuming pain, and know that nothing the paparazzi will ever do to me can come close to matching how that felt." Caitlyn whispered into the comforting warmth of Nolan's chest. Her voice shaking as she remembered the crushing weight of pain as her heart bled out its love. "If I never feel like that again, it will still be too soon."
"Shit, Caitlyn." Nolan tipped her face back, his eyes searching hers. "I'll no' ever, in me whole life lose the image of that now. God help me, I believe ye really mean it about the paps. They can be a proper pain in the arse though."
Staring up at Nolan, Caitlyn nodded her head. His rich brown hair had dried waving every which way, made worse by his own hand cruising through it often. The stubble growing on his chin telling her he didn't bother to shave this morning. The swirling blue and green pools of his eyes, that saw her for exactly who she was, and loved her for it. Touching his face reverently she whispered, "Nolan, I do mean it."
Caitlyn watched his face smooth out, the strain finally melting away. One side of his mouth tipped up in a small smirk. "Baby, I fuckin' love ye." His face inched slowly down to hers.
"Good." She said against his lips, before he kissed her softly. He told her with his lips and tongue everything he was feeling, and Caitlyn was blinded by how bright the feelings he poured into her soul were. This man of hers had an endless well of love inside, and she knew that she was the luckiest woman to have ever existed that it was all for her. Nolan laid her back on his couch, and linking her arms behind his neck she gloried in his weight pressing her into the plush cushions. Pressing her thighs to his hips, everything else in the world floated away.
Nolan took his time, kissing her long and deep. He leaned back and watched her, his lids heavy, as Caitlyn sat up enough to pull her shirt off while his hands roamed softly down her sides. His hands gliding around her back he unsnapped her her satin bra, pulling it slowly off her. Leaning back down Nolan kissed her again, his fingers barely grazing the sides of her breasts, sending delicious chills cascading through her body. His lips rained kisses down her chin, and along her jaw before finding the spot just under her ear that drove Caitlyn crazy. Scooting down her body Nolan's lips blazed a trail across her collar bone before stopping to worship each of her nipples until she was gasping, her body filling with need. Just when she was about to beg him Nolan licked down the center of her stomach, stopping to swirl his tongue teasingly around her navel. Looking up at her, he undid her pants and sitting up he pulled them off while Caitlyn lifted her hips to assist him.
His hands gripping her leg, he kissed and nibbled slowly inside of her leg from the knee up. Still wearing the matching burgundy satin panties, Caitlyn shivered with need as he stroked a finger across the material, right down the front of her. Finding her clit through the silky material he rubbed it softly. Laying down Nolan watched her eyes as he touched the tip of his tongue exactly where his finger had been. Flicking slowly back and forth he teased her. Caitlyn reached her hands into his hair, needing to hold on to something. He sucked her clit into his mouth, and she arched her neck back groaning. He worked her like that, through her panties, until they had soaked through the satin. Moving the barrier aside she finally felt his tongue sliding along her skin. He licked her so, so slowly while she gulped in huge gasping breaths of air, her body blazing with need. Her legs shaking against his shoulders she begged, the orgasm frustratingly, just out of her reach. "More, please baby, more please."
"Don't ye worry, I'll take care of ye." He said, his mouth pressed to her as he slowly pushed a finger into her achingly empty pussy. Stroking her so slowly that his finger was barely moving, Caitlyn bucked her hips in desperation. She heard his low laugh, felt the rumble of it tickle along her clit as he closed his teeth around it, nibbling gently. Finally feeling the delicious pressure inside of her building Caitlyn dug her fingers into his hair. Nolan added a second finger to the one inside of her, and swirled his tongue determinedly. Her body finally breaking apart, Caitlyn screamed out in relief as she came.
Nolan licked her slowly while her aftershocks pulsed. "God, that's the most beautiful thing in the whole of this world." He said, his accent thick and voice full of the awe he was feeling.
Unable to form words, her brain so fuzzy with pleasure, she reached down pulling him up her body. Nolan laughed and she felt him pushing the sweat pants he still had on down his hips. His dick lay heavy between them, and not giving him the chance to tease her more Caitlyn lifted her hips up into him, taking him quickly inside her pussy. She heard his sharp hiss of breath above her, and opened her eyes slowly. Watching his face she moved under him, sliding his dick in and out of her exactly as she needed. He reached down and stroked the side of her face as she worked her body underneath his. The trembling quakes started slowly, but they built quick, like ripples on the water. Crying out she came a second time, as he watched her break apart underneath him.
Finally Nolan's hips started moving, finding a slow, patient rhythm, Caitlyn lost count of how many times she came, one orgasm seeming to flow endlessly into the next. Each time Nolan gritted his teeth, and held still, locked deep inside of her absorbing the pulsing all around him. She could see he was barely holding on by a thread each time, battling back his own orgasm. Lost in torrent of sensations burning through her veins she slid her hands up his neck and pulled him down to her waiting mouth. Caitlyn kissed him as he made relentlessly slow love to her. Her body trembling again, she bit her teeth down into his bottom lip. His arms slid behind her back pulling her impossibly closer, and she felt his muscles shaking as he finally let go. Pressing her deep into the couch he swiveled his hips against her, making her gasp into his mouth as he pulsed inside of her. The heat as he came was nearly enough to melt her insides, as he finally emptied into her.
As they lay there completely spent on the couch, their hearts thundered in their chests. Caitlyn ran her fingers through his hair, watching the way the shades of brown changed in the light. Some time later he lifted himself up off her, and stood up. Reaching a hand down he helped her to her feet, but her legs wobbled unsteadily underneath her. Not missing a beat Nolan swooped her up, and carried her up the stairs to his bed. Neither of them noticing that all the lights were still blazing downstairs.