Chapter 26

Her eyes were focused on the stage in front of her, knowing the show was about to close when her arm was grasped lightly and Jon’s tech handed her the black electrified acoustic guitar that he used for Wanted. “I’ll take the other one from him.” Smiling when he saw the delight in her eyes as Kevin told him would be there. He waited as Jon approached, the million watt smile at full radiance when he saw the woman everyone backstage was gossiping about.

Knowing his routine as well as any other fan that attended multiple shows, Amber watched as he handed over his guitar to the tech and accepted the one she was offering, sliding the strap over his head and leaning forward to give her a quick peck before heading right back to the stage. Her lips were suddenly wet from the sweat on his lips, licking them unconsciously to taste him, while she closed her eyes to listen to those beginning strains of their national anthem. Looking around then she saw her friends flanking the stage in the pits, noticing for the first time that Kris was there as was Tiff and Nikki! Fully convinced now that this was orchestrated for Jon and her benefit by the band and thankful for their assistance, although she was even more anxious to get Jon alone after the show.

She was only marginally aware of the sudden whirlwind of activity backstage as she intently watched the man on stage that had her mind in a fog and her body aching to touch him. Then he was heading towards her, the smile on his face and twinkle in his eyes sending signals to her heart that was bursting with the need to feel him against her. His fingers entwining with hers and pulling her along with him as he exited the back of the stage and down into the hallways behind it. Nearly tripping along as he pulled urgently to get her to the relative privacy of the band’s dressing room, her heart slamming against her chest at the realization that Jon was as anxious to get alone as she was.

The hubbub in the room startled her as the stark white lights glared in the nearly bare room except for a couple couches and a table with drinks and food. Jon ignored it all, dragging her into what she guessed was an office and forcefully closed the door behind them.

“Finally,” turning on her, his lips were upon hers, pressing them apart and plunging inside, her whimper swallowed as he hungrily devoured her mouth. Desperately grabbing at him, feeling the tension of his muscles coiled in his back and shoulders, her own body tense with need for him. His hands that had been cupping her face to hold her mouth immobile were pressing the small of her back against the hot, throbbing shaft of his sex that was still encased in the tight denim that she adored.

The man was made for denim and she was a devotee to what he did for it. The feel of his wet, sweaty hands pulling away her low cut blouse sent shivers down her spine, her own hands reaching for the hem of his shirt to get her fingers on him, wanting to taste the sweat running off his body. The lyrics suddenly racing through her brain, bringing forth a little giggle. The sound bringing Jon’s head up and a questioning expression in his intense eyes.

“Sorry” she tried to blow it off, he wouldn’t understand how her mind worked and wasn’t in any mood to explain with her blouse dangling from his fingers, her bra unsnapped and hanging from her shoulders. There were more immediate things on her agenda.

Teasingly, he moved back infinitesimally, “uh uh, I wanna know.” Finding that even against his hormones racing at ramming speed that he needed to find out what she was thinking.

“Just some lyrics that hit me” her fingers tracing the swirls of crisp, wet hair that covered the muscular expanse of his chest “it’s nothing.” Kissing his nipple and licking off the sweat. “I just remembered some words to Let’s Make it Baby, I wanna taste the sweat that’s running off your body, get the sheets all wet, I wanna make you feel naughty.”

A hearty laugh roared from deep within him “now those are words I can make happen.” Lifting her up then to suckle her breast, feeling alive for the first time in months. Jon held her there, feeding on the taste of her then, hearing her moans as her fingers were tangled in his hair, begging to be let down, so she could touch him too. Allowing her body to slide down his, he relished the softness of her against the heat of him.

Laughing herself and shivering at the contact of her nipples sensitized by the rasp of the wet, coarse hair on his chest, Amber’s fingers slipped across his shoulders, now devoid of his blue gauze shirt. “And actions I look forward to. Let’s make it baby.” Her grin was engulfed by his mouth, leaning against the wall with him solidly against her. The cool of the concrete in stark contrast to the heat between them. The play of tongues and fingers on bare skin wasn’t enough though, she wanted more, she wanted the hard pulsing shaft inside her that she felt through his jeans, even if she wasn’t completely convinced his words earlier weren’t just in the moment.


Escorted off the stage the noise level exploded as the gutter girls were all finally together, heading for the cars waiting for them that Richie arranged.

“OMG, Blaze set Jon on fire!” Nikki exclaimed in earnest.

“That’s when he spotted Amber. You should have seen his eyes, they were fixed on her.” Bean explained, jealous of her friend, yet thrilled that it was a GD that he was intent on. “The dance, did you see their dance?”

“Holy Hannah it was like watching them having sex standing up. And that kiss! Mercy!” Fanning herself, Tara added in.

Paula laughed at her friend “you fuckin’ whore!” The exclamation greeted by uproarious laughter from the remainder of the group, all very aware of the slightly warped compliment she was bestowing on Tara.

“Where are we going?” Kris inquired, only having gotten to the concert moments before it started and finding her seat down front with Tara, Paula, Linda and the others. Not getting a chance to find out anything other than getting a purple wristband strapped on and getting up onstage. Pretty much she’d been called, told there was a plane ticket waiting for her, all expenses were paid for the trip and she had to be there.

“Party!” Came a chorus of voices, all laughing conspiratorially.

Shrugging she fell in beside Linda that looked like she was about to puke. “Are you okay?” Nodding Linda refused to admit her nerves were on edge, fearful that she’d meet Richie and make a fool of herself. “It’ll be fine. It’s just us, right?” Kris still wasn’t sure what was going on and why nobody was going to their cars, since she’d heard Tara and Paula talking about driving to the show.

Cassidy slowed up to join them. “This whole shindig was arranged by Richie and the guys without Jon knowing. He said they’d all be at the party after they change, so we have about an hour to get loosened up before Richie and the guys along with Amber show up. She doesn’t know about this, she thought I won tickets on the radio. It was all this big plot...” Continuing on she explained to them what went before, proud of her part in this little plot.

The words were strangled as they passed Linda’s lips “Richie’s going to be at the party?”

Grinning then, Cassidy could see the panic in her eyes. “He’s really cool. Laid back, funny as all hell. Oh and in case you didn’t know, he dumped Denise for good.”

Her eyes widened in surprise, even though she’d heard that from other sources, but the twinkle in Cassidy’s eyes didn’t do anything for her confidence. “FUUUCKKK”

Laughing then, Cassidy went on teasing her friend “I told him to wear white socks and you’d be his.”

“You did not!” Linda was horrified and ready to break ranks and run.

Shaking her head, Cassidy grinned harder “no, but I told him we had a Sam in our group and he wants to meet you. Said he’s always happy to meet one of his fans.”

“Oh my god, this is not happening.” Feeling Kris’ hand at her back urging her along, Linda wasn’t sure she could speak coherently when she did finally meet him, especially after the incident in the bar in Toronto.

Everyone piled into the limos that were waiting for them, all laughing as comments were bantered around regarding some of the fan fiction about the guys and the ride to the party commenced, each one of them nervous and excited to finally meet the band.