Chapter 10
“Boss, could you ask your lady...”
“Her name is Amber and ask yourself.” Jon wasn’t taking kindly to being interrupted at the moment, he was hard as all hell and wanted to strip off the dress he’d just helped her put back on.
Gasping from the intensity of their kissing, she shook the cobwebs from her mind “yes?”
“We’re on Freedom, but I don’t see any red brick.”
Punching the button of the window, she looked out to see where they were. “Turn around and go back, you’ve passed it by about six blocks.” She left the window down so she could keep track and get them home quickly since the thought of having him in the middle of her soft, inviting bed was more inducement right now than her better sense that he shouldn’t ever enter. “Stop. It’s the one with the light in the yard on the left.” As she directed they pulled up in front of her house. “Thank you.” She lightly said as she stepped from the vehicle, glancing over at her neighbor that she knew would be peering through her blinds. Hooking her arm in Jon’s she escorted him to her front door, unlocked it and turned on the hall light before closing the door behind them. Having heard Jon tell Kevin goodnight and he’d see him in Jersey, she suspected he was hers for the night.
Depositing her key on the hook by the door, she smiled to herself when her sweet little black and white tuxedo cat approached, chattering about her not being home earlier. “Hey Bounce, come here baby.” Scooping up the now purring cat, she scratched her behind the ears and deposited a sweet kiss on her head. “This is Bounce. See baby, this is the man that wrote the song you were named after.” Almost in answer she peered up at Jon standing slightly apart from the two and meowed softly. “See Jon, she appreciates you too” laughing at the somewhat pained expression on his face. Ruffling her ears once again, Amber deposited the cat back down on the hall floor and slipped across the hall, wrapping her arms around his hard, muscular shoulders. “I prefer kissing you though.” Purring in her own way as she found herself dragged tightly against the solid wall of his chest.
“I prefer something a little more intimate than kissing you.” His mouth came down on hers then, with almost bruising power enveloping her mouth in a crushing kiss that was as powerful as the lust growing inside him.
Amber gave herself over to him, as hungry for more of him as he was her, the feeling of his growing need pressing against the soft burgundy fabric of her evening gown. She began tugging at him, not willing to break the kiss or the hip to shoulder contact yet wanting to feel his naked body against hers in a regular bed instead of the back seat of a limo or fully dressed in an airplane bathroom. It was indelibly etched in her brain that she’d been laid by her rock idol twice and yet hadn’t gotten a thorough look at him naked and that was something she desperately needed to experience. Reluctantly at first he followed, not familiar with her place or where she was leading, even though as she backed up with him caught in her arms they were dropping clothing in a trail towards what he hoped was her bedroom. No words were exchanged as they clung to each other, stripping off each other’s clothes and fondling the bare skin they exposed as it was uncovered. At the doorway to her bedroom, she stopped, he was down to his trousers and socks, she only had her panties and bra left. Coming up for air, she gazed into those hypnotizing blue eyes that were glittering with passion, exhaled and was enchanted. “This is a dream.”
His hands stroked her from her long flowing blond hair, across her slender tanned shoulders, down her arms and around her back, cupping her bottom through the flimsy silk in his long, strong fingers. “Don’t wake me then, it’s one I’ve imagined since the plane.” With that his lips found hers and this time his touch was gentle and filled with a sweetness that she didn’t know was possible. Inching her backwards, the bed now within his sight, invading her mouth, memorizing the contours with his tongue, one arm still wrapped around her, his hand tight against her ass, the other unsnapping her bra releasing the luscious globes of her breasts for his appreciation. Feeling her body stop against the edge of the bed, his hands pulled off the offending piece of lace before he lifted her and laid her back on the bed, his mouth trailing wet kisses down her stomach and thighs as he stripped her thong off and discarded it on the floor. The heat rising within her as his lips followed the path of her panties, sucking and nipping on her bare skin as he made his way to the object of his interest. She gasped when his fingers separated the lips of her labia and his tongue followed into the folds, lapping at her sensitized skin, sucking on the hardening tip of her clitoris and sending any thoughts she’d had of covering the poster at the foot of her bed from her mind as she began gasping from the expertise of his ministrations.
Grabbing at air as she attempted to reach him and pull him onto the bed, it registered that he was on his knees on the floor bringing her the intense pleasure she was enjoying. Instead grabbing handfuls of her bedspread, Amber licked her lips and moaned as the lights behind her closed eyelids began to explode. “Oh god, Jon please, please stop!”
His head came up at her words, he didn’t recall any woman including his ex ever telling him to stop. “Something wrong?”
“Oh god yes! I want you inside me, now! I can’t hold on much longer.”
Chuckling his deep, sensuous laugh, his head dipped back between her thighs, the sound of his voice vibrating against her sensitive skin “next time darlin”, his fingers had stopped their motion inside her body when she protested and now the two fingers that had been buried inside her went back to stroking her from inside while his tongue tasted and laved the sweet saltiness of her as he measured her breathing, listening as it became ragged and finally broke as she rushed into her orgasm alone.
Satisfied, he stood unzipping his slacks and dropped them on the already clothes covered chair in the corner. Walking back towards the bed he noticed his face staring back at him and frowned slightly, saw her sprawled on her bed post orgasm, her eyes hooded beneath her long lashes watching his reaction. “You did mention you’re a fan, but do we have to sleep with him?” Jerking his thumb towards the poster from the Keep the Faith days of him standing with his arms out and legs crossed, what he knew was called his Jesus pose.
Shaking her head, Amber giggled as he grabbed a t-shirt without looking at it to hang over the poster.
“What’s funny?” he asked as he nonchalantly headed back to her, now laying there her head propped up on one arm.
“Look!” She pointed at the picture and enjoyed his groan as he recognized one of the tour shirts from Crush. “Just take the picture down for now and set it over there. I told you that you didn’t want to come here.”
“Any more surprises?”
“None if you stay in here until I tidy up the rest of the place.”
Shrugging it off, he didn’t want to think about the rest of her place and how much of a fan she was when her delectable body was displayed in all its glory for him naked and willing directly in front of him.
“Her name is Amber and ask yourself.” Jon wasn’t taking kindly to being interrupted at the moment, he was hard as all hell and wanted to strip off the dress he’d just helped her put back on.
Gasping from the intensity of their kissing, she shook the cobwebs from her mind “yes?”
“We’re on Freedom, but I don’t see any red brick.”
Punching the button of the window, she looked out to see where they were. “Turn around and go back, you’ve passed it by about six blocks.” She left the window down so she could keep track and get them home quickly since the thought of having him in the middle of her soft, inviting bed was more inducement right now than her better sense that he shouldn’t ever enter. “Stop. It’s the one with the light in the yard on the left.” As she directed they pulled up in front of her house. “Thank you.” She lightly said as she stepped from the vehicle, glancing over at her neighbor that she knew would be peering through her blinds. Hooking her arm in Jon’s she escorted him to her front door, unlocked it and turned on the hall light before closing the door behind them. Having heard Jon tell Kevin goodnight and he’d see him in Jersey, she suspected he was hers for the night.
Depositing her key on the hook by the door, she smiled to herself when her sweet little black and white tuxedo cat approached, chattering about her not being home earlier. “Hey Bounce, come here baby.” Scooping up the now purring cat, she scratched her behind the ears and deposited a sweet kiss on her head. “This is Bounce. See baby, this is the man that wrote the song you were named after.” Almost in answer she peered up at Jon standing slightly apart from the two and meowed softly. “See Jon, she appreciates you too” laughing at the somewhat pained expression on his face. Ruffling her ears once again, Amber deposited the cat back down on the hall floor and slipped across the hall, wrapping her arms around his hard, muscular shoulders. “I prefer kissing you though.” Purring in her own way as she found herself dragged tightly against the solid wall of his chest.
“I prefer something a little more intimate than kissing you.” His mouth came down on hers then, with almost bruising power enveloping her mouth in a crushing kiss that was as powerful as the lust growing inside him.
Amber gave herself over to him, as hungry for more of him as he was her, the feeling of his growing need pressing against the soft burgundy fabric of her evening gown. She began tugging at him, not willing to break the kiss or the hip to shoulder contact yet wanting to feel his naked body against hers in a regular bed instead of the back seat of a limo or fully dressed in an airplane bathroom. It was indelibly etched in her brain that she’d been laid by her rock idol twice and yet hadn’t gotten a thorough look at him naked and that was something she desperately needed to experience. Reluctantly at first he followed, not familiar with her place or where she was leading, even though as she backed up with him caught in her arms they were dropping clothing in a trail towards what he hoped was her bedroom. No words were exchanged as they clung to each other, stripping off each other’s clothes and fondling the bare skin they exposed as it was uncovered. At the doorway to her bedroom, she stopped, he was down to his trousers and socks, she only had her panties and bra left. Coming up for air, she gazed into those hypnotizing blue eyes that were glittering with passion, exhaled and was enchanted. “This is a dream.”
His hands stroked her from her long flowing blond hair, across her slender tanned shoulders, down her arms and around her back, cupping her bottom through the flimsy silk in his long, strong fingers. “Don’t wake me then, it’s one I’ve imagined since the plane.” With that his lips found hers and this time his touch was gentle and filled with a sweetness that she didn’t know was possible. Inching her backwards, the bed now within his sight, invading her mouth, memorizing the contours with his tongue, one arm still wrapped around her, his hand tight against her ass, the other unsnapping her bra releasing the luscious globes of her breasts for his appreciation. Feeling her body stop against the edge of the bed, his hands pulled off the offending piece of lace before he lifted her and laid her back on the bed, his mouth trailing wet kisses down her stomach and thighs as he stripped her thong off and discarded it on the floor. The heat rising within her as his lips followed the path of her panties, sucking and nipping on her bare skin as he made his way to the object of his interest. She gasped when his fingers separated the lips of her labia and his tongue followed into the folds, lapping at her sensitized skin, sucking on the hardening tip of her clitoris and sending any thoughts she’d had of covering the poster at the foot of her bed from her mind as she began gasping from the expertise of his ministrations.
Grabbing at air as she attempted to reach him and pull him onto the bed, it registered that he was on his knees on the floor bringing her the intense pleasure she was enjoying. Instead grabbing handfuls of her bedspread, Amber licked her lips and moaned as the lights behind her closed eyelids began to explode. “Oh god, Jon please, please stop!”
His head came up at her words, he didn’t recall any woman including his ex ever telling him to stop. “Something wrong?”
“Oh god yes! I want you inside me, now! I can’t hold on much longer.”
Chuckling his deep, sensuous laugh, his head dipped back between her thighs, the sound of his voice vibrating against her sensitive skin “next time darlin”, his fingers had stopped their motion inside her body when she protested and now the two fingers that had been buried inside her went back to stroking her from inside while his tongue tasted and laved the sweet saltiness of her as he measured her breathing, listening as it became ragged and finally broke as she rushed into her orgasm alone.
Satisfied, he stood unzipping his slacks and dropped them on the already clothes covered chair in the corner. Walking back towards the bed he noticed his face staring back at him and frowned slightly, saw her sprawled on her bed post orgasm, her eyes hooded beneath her long lashes watching his reaction. “You did mention you’re a fan, but do we have to sleep with him?” Jerking his thumb towards the poster from the Keep the Faith days of him standing with his arms out and legs crossed, what he knew was called his Jesus pose.
Shaking her head, Amber giggled as he grabbed a t-shirt without looking at it to hang over the poster.
“What’s funny?” he asked as he nonchalantly headed back to her, now laying there her head propped up on one arm.
“Look!” She pointed at the picture and enjoyed his groan as he recognized one of the tour shirts from Crush. “Just take the picture down for now and set it over there. I told you that you didn’t want to come here.”
“Any more surprises?”
“None if you stay in here until I tidy up the rest of the place.”
Shrugging it off, he didn’t want to think about the rest of her place and how much of a fan she was when her delectable body was displayed in all its glory for him naked and willing directly in front of him.
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