Drive My Car

Posted: June 2002
Author: Alex
Type: RPHet
Characters: Sean/OC female(Annie)
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: This is fiction.
Summary/Notes: Annie hates driving movies stars.... :)

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Baby you can drive my car
Yes I'm gonna be a star
Baby you can drive my car
And baby I love you
~The Beatles~

Annie Maxwell loved her job. She was a driver, not a truck driver and not a taxi driver and not really even a limo driver, not often anyway. She drove people where they needed to go. She drove old ladies to the beauty salon, couples out on anniversary dates, business men to the airport, and on occasion, her most dreaded job, an actor while he or she was in town working on a film.

"Who is Sean Bean?" She asked as she looked at the slip of paper with her client's name on it.

"He's a British actor. He was in Lord of the Rings." She rolled her eyes.

"Get Randy. He likes driving actors. Then he can brag at his bar about it."

"But Randy also annoys them, and then people don't want to hire us." Her friend and boss, Matthew Hunt, said to her.

She shook her head. "I know, but I just don't like driving for them."

"You're to pick him up at the airport at 1 pm." He handed her a picture. She whistled as she saw the man. He was VERY handsome with blond hair and green eyes. She had seen him before in several things.

"Well, at least he's handsome."

Matthew laughed. "Margie says he's to die for."

Annie laughed. If Margie said he was then he was. She'd married Matthew after all, and he was a handsome devil, as well as a sweet one.

She set out in one of the Chryslers for the airport. Bean's flight was supposed to come in from LA at 1:30. She checked and the flights were on time, so she settled back to wait for him. His flight was announced so she went down to the arrival gate. She had no problem spotting the British actor as soon as he got off the plane. And Margie was right. He was gorgeous. She hated him on sight. Anyone who looked like that and was in the entertainment industry had to be a pain in the butt!

"Hi. I'm Annie Maxwell. I'm your driver." She showed him her license and her work order. He smiled at her. "Hello, Miss Maxwell, I'm Sean Bean." Oh his voice was velvety, but she his accent was thick, almost too heavy for her to understand.

"I'll take you to your hotel. We need to get your luggage."

She expected a ton of luggage. She was shocked at only two suitcases. She reached to get them and he picked them up instead. "I can carry my own bags. I don't need a woman to do it for me." Annie seethed but she still let him carry the heavy bags. She didn't like male chauvinist pigs but she wasn't about to haul those heavy bags to the car if he'd do it.

She popped the trunk and settled his things in. She opened the back door for him.

"Do you mind if I sit up front with you? I feel like an idiot sitting in the back."

"No. I don't mind." It was something that had never come up before. He might be a pig but he was a pretty pig so she didn't mind too much. She delivered him to his hotel and gave him her pager number. He told her he'd probably stay in until he needed to get to the shoot tomorrow.

She dropped by Margie's on the way home that afternoon to see if she had any Sean Bean videos and man, did she. She even had an British television adaptation of Lady Chatterley. She winked at Annie and told her to watch that one first. She went home and changed into some sweats and a T-shirt. She grabbed some popcorn and sat down on her big, comfy old sofa to watch movie. She had read Lawrence but she didn't expect what she saw in the second episode. The first kiss between Mellors and the Lady was hot and when he took her in the shed, Annie thought she might melt. The tree scene had her with her hand in her sweats and she was moaning by the time they ran naked through the forest. How the hell was she going to drive this man around now? Christ!

He called at six that evening. "Miss Maxwell?"

She recognized the velvety voice. She also noticed his accent was lees think that it had been in person. "Yes, Mr. Bean?"

"I'm just Sean. I need to go down to the studio this evening. I'm very sorry to bother you in the evening."

"It's what I get paid for." He was so sweet and contrite for bothering her. Maybe he wasn't such a bad guy after all. She drove the twenty minutes to his hotel and went inside. He was waiting in the lobby. He was twisting a paper of some kind in his hand, and he looked nervous. "Are you okay, sir?"

"I'm fine. I just get nervous like before meetings. I like the acting, but not the politics. And I hate damn meetings. Americans never understand me." She wanted to touch him, pat his shoulder or something. She wished she had some words to encourage him but she was a just a glorified taxi driver. She knew they had at least half an hour extra time before they had to be at his meeting.

"Sir?"

"Sean, please."

"Sean, have you had dinner? Or maybe a cup of coffee at Starbucks?"

"I had a bite while ago, but that coffee sounds good. I'm becoming Americanized."

She drove to the coffee shop and ran in for his coffee. She was shocked at herself. She'd never done anything like this for a client before. There was something about this man that made her want to make his life easier, to do things for him. He drank his coffee and thanked her with a smile that made her heart do funny things. Once he left the car, she wanted to kick her own ass for being such a pushover to a pretty face.

He was back in about 2 hours. Annie always took a bag of things to do while she waited. She read, she did her checkbook, and she made a few calls on her cell phone. She did this for a living so waiting was just a part of her job. When he got back to the car, he was relieved, she thought.

"How did it go, Sean?" She caught herself before she called him sir.

"Not so bad. It's just me that gets so, so.."

"Antsy. That's a good word for it."

He laughed. "I like that one!"

She drove him back to the hotel again, glancing sideways at him every now and again and catching him looking at her. She smiled as he looked away. But she saw the little smile on his face too. Damn, this man was exciting as hell. And a movie star... pure trouble!

She got out of the car and got the door for him, which she could tell he didn't like. She smiled widely at him and got the front door to the hotel too. He stomped in and looked back at her and smiled. "You're a sassy one, aren't you?"

God, his smile made her insides go fluid.

"Yes, I am!"

"Want to come up for a cup of .. something? We don't have to go to the set until late tomorrow."

Sean was asking her to his room? She was stunned and knew she shouldn't but she knew that she was going anyway.

"I have to move the car."

"I'll wait."

He did and smiled at her as she came in the glass doors.

"Come on then." He took her arm and they walked to the elevator. He held her hand in the elevator. She felt strange, being there in her driver's uniform. He let her into the room first and closed the door behind him.

Annie felt shy. She'd never done this before. Sean made tea. It was strong! They sipped it and chatted. Sean talked a bit about his daughters. She was surprised that he talked about them then he wanted to know things about her. She relaxed and talked to him. He seemed to finally lose his edginess too.

He was lonely. He had been divorced for several years and was so busy that he didn't have any real connections right now, not with a lover anyway. Not that he said any of this, he never would burden someone with those things. Annie saw it in his eyes, in the wistful way he looked when he talked of home.

Before she noticed, it was almost midnight.

"I've got to go, Sean." She got up and slipped her uniform jacket back on and looked for her shoes.

He stood and said four words, very quiet words.

"Annie, please don't go." She was in his arms faster than she would have thought possible. He kissed her, a hungry kiss that surprised her. His kissed demanded a response from her. She leaned into him, pressing her hips and her breasts against him. She knew it was just for tonight, but somehow that didn't matter very much when he kissed the little spot where her neck and shoulder joined. She shivered and made a little sound in her throat. He kissed his way down to the loose neckline of her fitted T-shirt while he slipped her jacket off her shoulders. He was already breathing hard and there was nothing slow and gentle about him.

Sean impatiently pulled her shirt over her head and backed her toward his bed as he took her bra clad breasts into his hands. He squeezed them and he kissed the swell of white skin about the bra. He quickly reached around behind her and unfastened the bra.

The backs of her legs touched the bed as he dipped his head to tug a hard nipple with his teeth. Annie cried out at the pleasure as he slowly pushed her on her back onto the bed. He kept biting and sucking her nipples as he unzipped her dark slacks and pulled them off along with her lacy panties. When she was naked, he slid a hand down to touch her, opening her folds and slipping a long finger into the wetness. After teasing her clitoris until she was whimpering and arching her back into his hand, he slid a finger inside her. She clinched it tight as he bent his head back to her breasts. He suckled each nipple as if he were a baby. Annie watched as she felt pleasure build deep inside her. She felt him smile as she came hard, bucking and moaning loudly.

He stood when she had stilled and took his own clothing off. She watched as he exposed his hard chest, almost smooth except for a sprinkling of golden hair. He unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, sliding them over slim hips. His cock was erect and sprang up from its nest of dark golden hair. He slid his hand down to touch it. Annie moaned.

"You want this, do you?" He looked at her, arousal showing on his face as well as his body. His breathing was shallow and his face was a bit flushed. His emerald eyes sparkled hotly. "Want me to fuck you?"

"Yes... now!"

He did, moving over her and opening her legs. He held his cock at her opening and looked into her eyes as he rammed himself deep inside her, putting his weight on his arms. She arched up to meet him as he slammed her body back against the bed so hard that the mattress banged the headboard. She'd never had sex like this, so intense, so forceful as he continued his onslaught.

Her orgasm took her completely by surprise. She felt her cunt shudder around him , but he didn't slow down, didn't pause except to watch her as she moaned and gave herself to the pleasure. He smiled at her and continued, pulling her legs up to his shoulders so his cock entered at a slightly different angle.

It was Sean's turn to gasp. "Oh, fuck! Annie! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!" He let her legs back down and moved over her so he could kiss her, his tongue plunging deep as she felt his penis throb, filling her. She watched him, heard him grunt with effort as he ground into her until his body stilled. He lay down on top of her, still inside her.

"Oh sweet Annie, you can drive me any day." He grinned at her and lay his head on her chest.

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THE END

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