Airport encounter

Disclaimer : Luc Besson doesn\'t belong to me and everything that\'ll write about him is false. But the story is MINE, so ask first before you use it. Thank you.

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She was late, she knew it! It wasn\'t her fault her sister had forgot her passport and that they had to go back to the apartment. She was late to work. All those teenage girls all over the place, what were they doing here without their parents anyway? She should have put her sister in a cab and send her alone to the airport. But no, she had insisted in going.

She was clearly fuming when she reached the elevators and pushed the button to call one.
As she was stepping back, someone bumped into her. Well more likely ran into her. She couldn\'t help but notice the rock hard abs the \'bumper\' had.

\"Non mais regardez où vous allez!\" she shouted in french. (Look where you\'re going!)

\"Sorry.\" the deep sexy voice of the stranger answered. \"I wasn\'t looking. I\'m in a kind of a hurry.\" he continued while helping her get back on her feet.

\"It\'s okay.\" she answered in english. \"Just look where you\'re going next time. I\'m in a kind of a hurry myself but at least I don\'t try to kill people.\"

He smiled at the joke. He noticed that he had just bumped into a very fine girl, no, he corrected woman. Yes the girl in front of him was definetely a woman. It was the summer and she was wearing a short skirt, though she didn\'t seem particularly at ease. She keep tugging at it, he noticed. Then there was her very long dark hair that arrived at the half of her back. Her eyes were black just like her hair, and at the moment, they sparkled with amusement. He first thought she was tanned but later on, he learned that her father was Mexican and her mother French. She was wearing a matching halter top with the skirt, and had flip flop on her feet.

His smile grew wider as he roamed his eyes over her body, and lingered on her breast. Not huge, not small either. It wasn\'t of an average size, it\'s just was big, without vulgarity. It was fine. She was fine.
She returned his smile as she too stared openly at him. She had to look up to see his eyes. Hazel green eyes that she could get lost into. Where had she already seen those eyes? Dark blond hair. He was overwhelming self confidence, arrogance, and something really sexy that belonged only to him. Just like his scent, she thought biting her lip.
The doors of one of the elevators opened and they engulfed themselves in it.

It took her a few seconds who the \'bumper\' was. He was Jason Ashcroft, the new rising star of Hollywood. So the teenagers were looking for him.
She didn\'t realized she had said it aloud.

\"That\'s right.\" he confirmed.

\"Oh...I\'m sorry. I\'ve just realized who you are.\"

\"That\'s okay. I prefer your reaction to theirs.\"

She chuckled a bit.

\"So where\'s your limo, and your bodyguards?\" she inquired.

\"I was supposed to meet them 15 minutes ago, but now, well, I don\'t know what to do. I just wanted to get away from those fans.\"

\"Where are you staying?\" she asked.

\"I don\'t know.\" he sighed desperately.

\"Well...I know I\'m gonna regret it but why don\'t you come with me. I\'m late for work anyway and I\'m headed toward Paris. I promise I won\'t kill you, or attack you. I have a phone at home, you won\'t have to pay and you\'ll call whoever necessary to get you.\"

\"Sounds good to me.\"


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So one hour later, they were in her apartment, in Paris\' China Town. A two bedrooms apartment, that she shared with her sister, he later found out. It had a small kitchen, and a bathroom, and toilets.

\"Leave your luggage in my room, and the phone is next to the bed. Call who you want.\"

After a long discussion with his agent, he had learned that his contract here in Paris had been \'reported\' because of some terrorist threat, and the fact that his insurance didn\'t cover that.

When he went to the kitchen, she was dancing, and singing along a song, he didn\'t recognize, and using a fork as a microphone. She turned around and reddened as she caught sight of him.

\"Oh...you were...I was...I mean.\" she stammered.

\"It\'s okay. Don\'t mind me. After all, it\'s your house.\"

\"Right.\" she said after clearing her throat. \"So embarrassing. Usually no one sees me doing that. I thought you\'ll take your time on the phone and all. I didn\'t hear you. So...\"

\"It\'s okay. You don\'t have to justify yourself.\"

\"I tend to do that a lot\" she admitted in a half voice. \"When I\'m embarrased.\"

\"Well don\'t be. I like the way you shake your ass.\"

That caught her off guard and she gaped at him like a tuna fish.

Confidently, he closed the distance between them and kissed her hard on the lips. Surprised at first, but then she kissed him back, and moaned as she felt his hand travelling downwards, and tugging at her skirt.

The phone went off, interrupting them.

\"Don\'t answer.\" he whispered huskily in her ear.
She didn\'t have the strength to say anything so she just nodded.

A few seconds later, she heard the very angry voice of her boss screaming.

\"Maelis qu\'est - ce que tu fous?! Tu veux vraiment que je te renvoie où quoi?! T\'as intérêt à pointer tes fesses ici dans cinq minutes si tu ne veux pas que je te vires!\"

\"Oh, shit! That was my boss. I have to go to work.\" she said hurriedly, pulling away from him. \"I\'m sorry. Hum...make yourself at home. I\'ll be back later.\"
And with that she grabbed her purse and was out of the apartment.

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Mae was working at little library specialised in cinema. But a very well know library in the \"Quartier Latin\" of Paris. And the reason her boss was yelling at her earlier was that today they received a \'Luc Besson\' the famous director, who was there to promote his books for the kids :\'Arthur\'. (A/N:the books really exists, and for those who don\'t know who Luc Besson is, try the 5th Element, Leon, Le grand Bleu, Joan of Arc...) Friday was also the delivery day. So she had to be there.

Paul, her boss, was really pissed. But she knew that she was doing good and that he would never found anyone who could put up with his humor, and mood swing like her. She knew it, and he knew it. That was why he wouldn\'t fire her. \'Not this year\', at least, she thought.

\"Où t\'étais passé? Luc arrive dans cinq minutes, et il n\'y a rien de fait...\"(Where were you? Luc will arrive in 5 minutes! And nothing is done yet.)

\"Oh arrête Paul! Je devais ramener le passeport de ma soeur à CDG, elle l\'avait oublié! T\'inquiètes tout ira bien.\"(Oh Stop it Paul. I had to take my sister passport to CDG-the airport-she forgot it at home! Don\'t worry everything will be fine!)

She knew that Luc Besson were only suppose to arrive in the late afternoon, so she had the time. At the end of the day, she thought that it was good that today was a long strenuous day, because otherwise she wouldn\'t have stop daydreaming about Jason Ashcroft, like she was now, driving back home. She was starting to think that maybe all that was a dream, a good dream that is; one that Paul\'s phone call had interrupted.

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When she entered her apartment, she knew that it wasn\'t a dream as she heard Jason curse!

\"Shit! And double shit!\"

She went to the kitchen and saw him hovering over her stove, and her frying pan.

\"What are you doing?\" she asked.

\"Oh! You\'re back.\" It was his turn to be embarassed. \"Well I thought that I could thank you what you did at the airport and cook. But it\'s not really working as you can see.\" he explained.

She reached the phone and dialed a number.

\"Who are you calling?\" he inquired.

\"Pizza.\" she said.

\"You read my mind.\" he replied turning the stove off.

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Twenty minutes later they were eating pizza.

\"So? Where do I take you?\" she suddenly asked.

\"What?\"

\"I mean, what hotel are you staying? You called you\'re agent right?\"

\"Yeah. But there\'s a slight problem.\" he said.

\"What problem?\"

\"Well, the thing I was supposed to attend is canceled. And now, I don\'t know where to go...\"

\"But you\'ve got credit cards right? You could go check in an hotel, without any problem...\"

\"I\'d rather stay here.\" he admitted and leaned over to kiss her.


He had plenty of time to think over their kiss all afternoon. And it had left him wanting more, and he promised himself to get more before he hit the road again.

\"Okay.\" she stammered.

Maelis didn\'t really know what to do. She wasn\'t used to that. Not that she had never date a guy before. But this was not a date. This was Jason Ashcroft and he was hitting on her. In her wildest dreams, he was the one who would initiate her into the joy of sex. She had even fingered herself last night after waking up, horny as hell, and imagining Jason hovering over her, pumping himself in and out of her. She came with his name on the lips.

\"I\'ll clean the dishes.\" she said, averting her gaze from him.

He stopped her, gripping one of her hand.

\"There is always tomorrow.\" he whispered.

He then tilted her head toward his, and kissed her again. With his 6\'2 he was towering her, as she was just 5\'3.
Hesitantly, she brought her arms around him, behind his neck as he deepened the kiss. He pulled her more tightly to him and put his hands on her ass. \'Firm and very round.\' he thought smirking inwardly.

Slowly, he led her to her bedroom, not wanting to break the kiss. By the time they had reached the bed, he already had unhooked her bra and had \'discarded\' her top. Well, he more like tore it up.
Far from frightening her, this action only turned her on even more.
As he laid her on the bed she was naked to the waist. Only her skirt and panty were still on. He too had stripped from his t-shirt. She could admire and feel his six-pack now. She roamed her hands on him, as he nibbled her earlobes, drawing moans of pleasure from her. She did the same with him.

Meanwhile, his hands were playing with her tits, squeezing it, massaging it. She whispered his name as he closed his mouth one of her breast. Her body was on fire, she was craving his touch, and liked the way his tongue would tease her nipple. He gave the same treatment to her left nipples and pulled away satisfied as both were standing erect toward him. She arched her back toward him, not wanting him to stop there and to continue to touch and caress her. He tugged the last remants of her clothes and again, his tongue was on her body. He was slowly trailing a path toward her intimate fold.

She knew what was coming and felt a bit uneasy as never had a guy seen her naked, nor did a cunnilingus to her.

\"Relax.\" he said sensing her uneasyness. \"and enjoy.\"

He didn\'t immediately but his lips on her clit. Instead, he brought her legs over his shoulders and smelled her arousal. She was dripping wet. After a few seconds, she bucked her hips toward him, anticipating his touch.

\"Tss tss!\" He put his hand on her belly to still her.

Finally, he ran his tongue on her slit several times, with many seconds of interval. She was moaning and urging him to give her more. \"More please!\" She was playing with her nipples now, doing the same caress Jason had done before.

Then he sucked on her clit, teasing it, wanting her to cum. As soon as he put a finger in her cunt she came loudly. \"Jason!\" she cried out. She came all over his face and he drank all her juices.

He continued to pump into her with his finger and adding another. She was tight. Really tight. feeling her clench around his fingers made him think that he could cum right now and tried to concentrate on giving her more pleasure.

When she stopped spasming, he climbed back near her and kissed her on the lips again. She could taste herself of his lips, and this got her more aroused than she was already.

\"I want you.\" she said between kisses. \"I want you inside of me now!\"

He smirked and looked her in the eye. He was more than then ready to fuck her. Maybe she should have take a look of his cock first, because he was 3 inches thick and 9 inches long.
Holding her hands above her head, he positioned himself at her entrance and pushed in with a long, hard and strong thrust. He felt her hymen broke.

\"Aw!\" she cried out in pain.

\"Sorry.\" he kissed her face and lapped her tears. \"You should have told me you were a virgin.\" he was about to withdraw and leave her, but she locked her legs around his waist.

\"Wait.\" she managed to utter. \"It\'s okay. Just give me some time to get used to it.\" She kissed him and then she whispered seductively \"You\'re huge just like I imagined it. I like huge cocks and last night, I just had a dream about you, I woke up with wet panties and had to finger myself. I was so horny.\"

\"Really.\" he said back, nuzzling her neck.

\"Really.\" she assured and she started to squirm to tell him that he could move now.

He didn\'t withdraw first. He stayed nestled in her warmth and started rotating his hips, stretching her, while he released her hands, and one of his started to rub her clitoris.

\"Oh God Jason!\" she gasped. Her breathing was heavy and she was panting. He was also sucking on her nipples. \"I\'m coming! I\'m coming! I\'m cooooooooming!\" she shouted at the top of her lungs, clenching her walls on his rock hard cock.

He didn\'t stop rubbing her clit and licked her ear.

\"I always dreamt about making one of my fans cum!\" he whispered in her ear. \"I just realized my wish twice today. And I\'m not finished with you.\"

\"Good!\" she replied smiling.

He then pulled out of her, with just the head of his cock still inside her and rammed into her with a strong, deep and hard thrust. \"Ooh\" she moaned. He repeated his actions several times then she started counting. He was at his 34th thrust when she came for the third time. Along the 70th thrust she lost count and was moaning loudly. Every single thrust seemed like a mini orgasm to her.

\"Tell me what you want.\" he murmured.

\"Go faster! Do me harder!\" she demanded.

And who was he to deny a lady\'s wish. His rythm got faster, and he was plugging hard into her.

\"Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!\" she panted. Her hands were on his ass, pulling him closer, deeper inside of her. \"I want you to cum with me Jason.\"
He just nodded his head, and as if his body had a mind of its own now, his rythm got faster than before, and he pushed in deeper and deeper. She came when he hit her cervix and when she clenched her walls tightly on his cock, milking him. He couldn\'t hold it anymore and came.
\"MAAAAEEE!\"
\"JAASON!\"

He rolled them over so that she rested her head on his chest, as his cock was still inside her. They remained in a comfortable silence.

\"You\'re one hell of a ride for a virgin.\" he said with a smirk.

She smiled.

\"Thanks. I wanted you to cum. It was wonderful Jason.\" she said with sincerity and then kissed him hard on the lips.

And they were back at making out.

Three minutes later, she felt his cock stirr inside her.

\"Already?\" she asked.

\"I\'m always ready.\" he replied with a cocky smile.

\"Sorry, but my pussy is sore.\" she admitted and she pulled him out of her.

\"Okay...\"

He was about to add something but she was closed her mouth on his penis. She was licking it from base to tip.

\"What are you doing?\" he managed to say.

\"Cleaning.\" she saind innocently. \"I said my pussy was sore. Not my mouth.\"

She was licking his cock, sucking on it, stroking it and his balls. He could tell she had never done it, yet, here she was bobbing her head up and down, till he came.

\"How was that?\" she asked.

\"Great. You\'re one hot sexy little bitch.\" he said.

\"Is that a compliment?\" she asked.

\"Definetely!\" Pulling her for another kiss.

It was then that he noticed the blood.

\"I\'m sorry.\"

\"Why, I had four orgasm on my first time. Not everyone could say the same. I just need a shower.\"

She grabbed a sheet.

\"Why do you need a sheet? I\'ve already saw you naked.\" he pointed out.

\"Let\'s just say that it\'s on old habit and I\'m more shy than you think.\"

He just shrugged.

\"Want me to join in?\"

\"If you behave.\" she said.

\"Me? I\'m a gentleman.\" He winked at her.