She’d heard all of them laughing about David and staying on bikes, ‘David, you don’t have to do this. I’ll leave the bike here and get it tomorrow, really I don’t mind.’
‘I do, you’ve just said you won’t leave it here, so we’re gonna ride it to the hotel!’ She noticed he was getting a bit pissy and uptight, lord men and their pride!
They all walked out and over to her baby and she could swear she heard him groan, but looking at him he’d got a smile pasted onto his face.
‘Aw damn darlin I’m in lust!’ Jon walked the length of her bike, running his hands over the saddle and handles, caressing them and looking longingly at them. Richie hunkered down and was checking things out too. David just stood there looking at the monster, and to him it seemed to be one!
‘Shit Lemma, don’t do it bro! Just get in the car and let’s go.’ Jon was concerned that David really would do this, and if he got hurt ……Crap!
‘Oh come on he may not fall off this time, he’s got a hot woman to hold on tight to!’ Richie butted in stirring it even more.
Lucky stared at David in horror, ‘Fall off?’
Tico slid his arm about her waist, ‘Miel, Davy here hasn’t got what you call a good record on bikes. Last count he’d fallen off eight times, and considering he’s only been on a bike five times ….. Well it ain’t good!’ He lit his cigar and dragged in a lung full.
‘Is that true?’ She looked David in the eye.
‘Yeah.’ Damn he thought, I sound like a right gimp!
Lucky noticed the slump of his shoulders, leaning over she gently kissed him, ‘I’ll be gentle with you, let’s go Curly.’ She winked at him, flipped open the saddle, dragged out her leather jacket and two helmets, she handed one to him, ‘Trust me.’
He looked deep into her eyes, there was no laughter there, just a look that said he could do anything, ‘I do, let’s go.’ He popped the helmet on and took the offer of a spare pair of leather gloves from her, then watched her get ready. She wound her hair up, used one small clip to hold it in place, then pulled on her helmet. Then she zipped up her jacket, turning David saw the back of it and laughed.
The black leather had tooled into it a row of musical notes, he recognised the opening bars of his Netherworld Waltz, and under it a set of keys that looked like a Steinway. ‘Nice leathers.’
‘Yeah I thought so too. Ok, so we’ll see you at the party then people? Jon, wipe the drool off my baby will you.’ She rolled her eyes and Jon reddened slightly.
‘You’re really going to do this Dave?’
‘Yeah I am it’s about time I tried it again.’ He slapped Jon on the shoulder, he knew he was worried. Then watched as Lucky swung gracefully onto her bike, she kicked up the stand, turned the key and pushed the button, her baby roared to life, growling and purring.
Lucky pushed a button on her helmet, ‘You coming Curly?’ She saw him jerk at her voice in his helmet, ‘Push the button on the side and we can talk all the way if you want.’
He did, ‘Damn that was weird, thought those voices in my head had suddenly come out.’ He laughed and gingerly got on behind her.
‘David the damn bike won’t bite! Now put your arms about me and hold on, remember to lean when we hit corners, don’t fight it otherwise we’ll get hurt.’
‘Hmmm this I could get to like.’ He said wrapping his long arms tightly about her waist, fingers linking in front of her stomach, making butterflies bounce about. He inched forward till he was plastered to her back; she wondered if this was a good idea, her focus was shot to shit now.
‘Let’s go.’ Was all she could manage, she gave a quick salute to the people standing there, gunned the bike, and took off at a slower pace than normal, but one that made him limpet himself to her even more, and if someone asked, she might tell them she’d heard him recite a prayer or two over the first couple of minutes, but after that he relaxed and loosened his hold on her a little, which meant she could now breath.
‘You ok back there?’
‘Darlin I’m fine and loving it! It’s different being a passenger, not the driver. I feel safe with you driving.’ He did too, his nerves had left him not long as she pulled away, and she handled the bike like a pro. ‘I think I hated bikes because the others thought I should be able to throw my leg over the damn thing and ride like they could. But I couldn’t, and every time I got on one, I panicked.’
‘Didn’t they help you out at all, or like now take us as a passenger?’
‘Nah, they just stood and laughed.’
‘The shits!’
‘Yeah they are.’ He loved to hear the disgust in her voice.
‘I’ve taught several of my friends to ride, and I always take them out behind me first, just so they can get a feel of how they’ll feel on the bike. Then we start off with getting on and off and standing the bike so it doesn’t get away from them. Next is getting on and starting it up, then a baby ride making sure they can break okay, then a little ride down the road, and after they feel comfortable with all of it, we hit the open road, and I show them how they should ride. It seems to work okay.’
‘Darlin, if you taught me I’d be your most attentive student; and possibly the horniest one.’ They both chuckled at that.
‘How about we take the long way back and you can get used to the bike?’
‘Darlin, as long as I’m wrapped around you, I’m fine.’
‘Yes you are.’ Her thoughts hit the gutter and bounced back out again. Sighing she gunned the bike and finally let the throttle out the bike took off and David whooped with delight, not fear!
Thursday 18 September 2008
Saturday 6 September 2008
Chapter 20
By the time she got back the meet and greet was winding down, and people were getting ready to head off to the after show party. She ambled over to the bar and got another coke, turning she watched each of the guys work the crowd, but her eyes always wandered back to David. He was laughing at something a woman was saying, then he had his arm about her and Mark was taking their picture. After he lent down and pecked her cheek and Lucky chuckled as the woman nearly swooned.
Yeah she knew that feeling well! She wondered what the rest of tonight would bring, and did she really want to sleep with him that fast? This was the question she’d been going over and over in the toilet, she still didn’t have an answer for herself! Yes she wanted him like no man on this planet, he pushed every single button she’d got, and some she never knew she did have. But would she sleep with the man or the rock star? Did she want to be a one night stand?
‘Why the frown?’
Lucky nearly dropped her glass, Richie had snuck up on her and now stood next to her mirroring her stance, arms on the bar, boot on the bar foot rest and watching the crowd.
‘Jesus Richie you’re light on your feet aren’t ya?’ She grinned at him, looking into brown eyes that had always been her second Jovi love. Christ they were even nicer in person.
‘Well, why the frown darlin?’ He’d noticed her come back in and people watch from the bar, she didn’t push herself back into David’s circle, she just watched him work. Then he noticed the frown appear while she watched him.
‘I started to think and that’s never good.’ She frowned again.
‘Wanna talk about it?’ He was dead serious, if he could help he would do, this was the happiest he’d seen David since his ex had done a hell of a number on him, he liked having happy Dave back again!
‘Nah, you don’t want this shit. Oh looks like it’s time for people to leave.’
‘Yeah, stay right there a minute.’ And he wandered off to say goodbye to the meet and greeters.
She sighed and hauled herself off the bar, and making her way to the door. Just as she started to go out she felt herself come to a sudden stop and being pulled backwards, ‘Where do you think you’re going?’ Richie had noticed her leaving and wondered what the fuck she was doing. He noticed as he yanked her back with the back of her jeans she’d got a tat there, ‘Aw hell you’ve got ink, let’s have a look!’ And he started to push the back of her jeans down.
Reaching back she slapped his hands away, futile gesture really, but least she’d tried, ‘Christ Richie, stop it!’ The last two words said at great volume as he continued to move her jeans out the way.
Deathly silence met it, and glancing up she realised everyone in the room was watching them, she blushed beet red, knowing it must look damn weird him pulling her jeans down!
‘Rich, bro, you better have a damn fine explanation for what you’re doing!’ David was amused but a little pissed too.
‘She was leaving; I stopped her, noticed she’d got ink back here and wanted to see what it was. Up to speed, now darlin where were we?’ The devilment in those eyes turned her to mush, several of her Jovi sisters would kill to be like this with him, and he started to move her jeans again.
‘You were going? Why?’ there was hurt in David’s eyes.
Leaning back she really thumped Richie in the arm that was holding her back, direct hit, she deadened it, and he released her. Richie bitched, the others laughed.
‘Try asking Richie and I may just have told you, you shmuck! David I was going to get on my hog and meet you there, or did you forget that I’d made my own way here?’
‘Well what is it, I can see notes, but damn woman come back here!’ he watched disgusted as she moved away from him and he couldn’t grab her again, she’d done a nice number on his arm, fuck!
‘No I didn’t forget, I just assumed you’d go with us and leave the bike here, or one of Mac’s boys could ride it over for you.’
‘Are you that blonde that you think I’ll leave it here? And I don’t let anyone drive my baby, he’s my baby!’ She rolled her eyes, put her hand on her hip and cocked it.
‘Fuck Dave have you learned nothing about bikes being around us?’ Jon asked, ‘You never leave your bike unless it’s an emergency, and even then it takes a whole hell of a lot to walk away. And Lucky, he?’
‘Yup it’s a he, because when I sit astride him he opens me up and then vibrates all through me!’ She smirked at the reactions she’d got with that little snippet. ‘So, if you don’t mind, I’m getting my baby and I’ll see you later.’
‘Oh hell I mind!’ David had that ‘I’m not letting you go’ look on him.
‘Well the only way is for you to either come with me, or get someone to take, not drive my baby for me.’
Jon snorted, David didn’t like bikes, he’d fallen off too many times to count. ‘Ok, you got a space helmet?’ Jon’s eyes near bugged out of his head, shit it must be love!
‘You’re serious?’ She didn’t believe it, and looking at the others and the looks they were giving him, neither did they!
‘Deadly, come on Lu, let’s go!’ He prayed he would stay on!
‘Lu?’
‘Hey, I’m trying out a pet name for you.’ He wrapped his arm about her neck, kissed her so she couldn’t yet object to her nick, and flicked off his brothers and headed out towards her baby, praying for balance and keepin his ass on the damn thing!
‘This I gotta fuckin see!’ Came from Jon, and the rest of them agreed, all following Lucky like lambs to the slaughter, David’s slaughter!
Yeah she knew that feeling well! She wondered what the rest of tonight would bring, and did she really want to sleep with him that fast? This was the question she’d been going over and over in the toilet, she still didn’t have an answer for herself! Yes she wanted him like no man on this planet, he pushed every single button she’d got, and some she never knew she did have. But would she sleep with the man or the rock star? Did she want to be a one night stand?
‘Why the frown?’
Lucky nearly dropped her glass, Richie had snuck up on her and now stood next to her mirroring her stance, arms on the bar, boot on the bar foot rest and watching the crowd.
‘Jesus Richie you’re light on your feet aren’t ya?’ She grinned at him, looking into brown eyes that had always been her second Jovi love. Christ they were even nicer in person.
‘Well, why the frown darlin?’ He’d noticed her come back in and people watch from the bar, she didn’t push herself back into David’s circle, she just watched him work. Then he noticed the frown appear while she watched him.
‘I started to think and that’s never good.’ She frowned again.
‘Wanna talk about it?’ He was dead serious, if he could help he would do, this was the happiest he’d seen David since his ex had done a hell of a number on him, he liked having happy Dave back again!
‘Nah, you don’t want this shit. Oh looks like it’s time for people to leave.’
‘Yeah, stay right there a minute.’ And he wandered off to say goodbye to the meet and greeters.
She sighed and hauled herself off the bar, and making her way to the door. Just as she started to go out she felt herself come to a sudden stop and being pulled backwards, ‘Where do you think you’re going?’ Richie had noticed her leaving and wondered what the fuck she was doing. He noticed as he yanked her back with the back of her jeans she’d got a tat there, ‘Aw hell you’ve got ink, let’s have a look!’ And he started to push the back of her jeans down.
Reaching back she slapped his hands away, futile gesture really, but least she’d tried, ‘Christ Richie, stop it!’ The last two words said at great volume as he continued to move her jeans out the way.
Deathly silence met it, and glancing up she realised everyone in the room was watching them, she blushed beet red, knowing it must look damn weird him pulling her jeans down!
‘Rich, bro, you better have a damn fine explanation for what you’re doing!’ David was amused but a little pissed too.
‘She was leaving; I stopped her, noticed she’d got ink back here and wanted to see what it was. Up to speed, now darlin where were we?’ The devilment in those eyes turned her to mush, several of her Jovi sisters would kill to be like this with him, and he started to move her jeans again.
‘You were going? Why?’ there was hurt in David’s eyes.
Leaning back she really thumped Richie in the arm that was holding her back, direct hit, she deadened it, and he released her. Richie bitched, the others laughed.
‘Try asking Richie and I may just have told you, you shmuck! David I was going to get on my hog and meet you there, or did you forget that I’d made my own way here?’
‘Well what is it, I can see notes, but damn woman come back here!’ he watched disgusted as she moved away from him and he couldn’t grab her again, she’d done a nice number on his arm, fuck!
‘No I didn’t forget, I just assumed you’d go with us and leave the bike here, or one of Mac’s boys could ride it over for you.’
‘Are you that blonde that you think I’ll leave it here? And I don’t let anyone drive my baby, he’s my baby!’ She rolled her eyes, put her hand on her hip and cocked it.
‘Fuck Dave have you learned nothing about bikes being around us?’ Jon asked, ‘You never leave your bike unless it’s an emergency, and even then it takes a whole hell of a lot to walk away. And Lucky, he?’
‘Yup it’s a he, because when I sit astride him he opens me up and then vibrates all through me!’ She smirked at the reactions she’d got with that little snippet. ‘So, if you don’t mind, I’m getting my baby and I’ll see you later.’
‘Oh hell I mind!’ David had that ‘I’m not letting you go’ look on him.
‘Well the only way is for you to either come with me, or get someone to take, not drive my baby for me.’
Jon snorted, David didn’t like bikes, he’d fallen off too many times to count. ‘Ok, you got a space helmet?’ Jon’s eyes near bugged out of his head, shit it must be love!
‘You’re serious?’ She didn’t believe it, and looking at the others and the looks they were giving him, neither did they!
‘Deadly, come on Lu, let’s go!’ He prayed he would stay on!
‘Lu?’
‘Hey, I’m trying out a pet name for you.’ He wrapped his arm about her neck, kissed her so she couldn’t yet object to her nick, and flicked off his brothers and headed out towards her baby, praying for balance and keepin his ass on the damn thing!
‘This I gotta fuckin see!’ Came from Jon, and the rest of them agreed, all following Lucky like lambs to the slaughter, David’s slaughter!
Friday 5 September 2008
Chapter 19
As she shot out, she turned back to David who was hurrying after her, smirking she went for it, ‘Of course I’ll marry you and have your children darling!’ She turned beaming at everyone in the room, silence settled over them.
He groaned, life would never be dull with her around! ‘But sweetheart you’re already married!’ Two could play just as easily as one!
‘I know, but I don’t care, I’ll marry you as soon as I can track him down and get a divorce!’ Lucky looked over at Jon, his jaw was hanging wide open.
David’s arms went about her, he whispered ‘witch’ into her ear. The next thing Richie started clapping, quickly followed by the others, all beginning to laugh.
‘Damn it woman stop trying to kill us off!’ This came from Jon, who wiped a tear or too away.
The meet and greeters finally realised they’d been set up and started to laugh and talk again.
‘Aw but Jon, you guys are so easy, and I mean in getting punked! Then again ….. Yeah David you are easy!’ Squeaking as he pulled her against him and menaced her.
Mike walked up to her and handed her a coke, smirked and walked off.
‘Hey Mac, what about me?’ David pouted, he swiped the drink and gulped down half of it, handing it back with a grin.
‘You’re not pretty enough for me Dave.’ And Mike walked off laughing.
Lucky noticed people looking at David, ‘Why don’t you go work the room, I need to go to the ladies.’
‘Don’t be too long.’ He kissed her and watched as she sashayed away from him; her hips making him want to drool all over. Then he noticed most of the men in the room were watching her walk, damn not good!
He looked at Richie whose eyes were glued to the path she was taking; he flicked a look towards David, noticed his frown and made a show of smacking his lips, the shit!
‘Damn bro, she’s one lovely woman! Mark was just tellin us about what she did for those three boys she was with in the pit.’
‘What?’ He wasn’t sure if he wanted to know.
‘She handed each one a pick of mine I’d flicked at her!’
David was a bit jealous that Rich had been pick flicking Lucky but then damn happy she’d given them away, you didn’t meet many fans who’d willingly give picks away, or drumsticks either. She seemed to be one in a million!
He groaned, life would never be dull with her around! ‘But sweetheart you’re already married!’ Two could play just as easily as one!
‘I know, but I don’t care, I’ll marry you as soon as I can track him down and get a divorce!’ Lucky looked over at Jon, his jaw was hanging wide open.
David’s arms went about her, he whispered ‘witch’ into her ear. The next thing Richie started clapping, quickly followed by the others, all beginning to laugh.
‘Damn it woman stop trying to kill us off!’ This came from Jon, who wiped a tear or too away.
The meet and greeters finally realised they’d been set up and started to laugh and talk again.
‘Aw but Jon, you guys are so easy, and I mean in getting punked! Then again ….. Yeah David you are easy!’ Squeaking as he pulled her against him and menaced her.
Mike walked up to her and handed her a coke, smirked and walked off.
‘Hey Mac, what about me?’ David pouted, he swiped the drink and gulped down half of it, handing it back with a grin.
‘You’re not pretty enough for me Dave.’ And Mike walked off laughing.
Lucky noticed people looking at David, ‘Why don’t you go work the room, I need to go to the ladies.’
‘Don’t be too long.’ He kissed her and watched as she sashayed away from him; her hips making him want to drool all over. Then he noticed most of the men in the room were watching her walk, damn not good!
He looked at Richie whose eyes were glued to the path she was taking; he flicked a look towards David, noticed his frown and made a show of smacking his lips, the shit!
‘Damn bro, she’s one lovely woman! Mark was just tellin us about what she did for those three boys she was with in the pit.’
‘What?’ He wasn’t sure if he wanted to know.
‘She handed each one a pick of mine I’d flicked at her!’
David was a bit jealous that Rich had been pick flicking Lucky but then damn happy she’d given them away, you didn’t meet many fans who’d willingly give picks away, or drumsticks either. She seemed to be one in a million!
Wednesday 3 September 2008
Chapter 18
As the door closed Lucky found herself pinned between a rock hard place and the wall!
David pulled his head back and looked into amber eyes full of laughter and lust, ‘So, virgin huh?’
‘Yes, virgin on the ridiculous!’ David groaned at her joke and buried himself in her neck, nibbling on it. Lucky melted more firmly against him; damn he knew what buttons to push!
‘Damn you smell good, sort of coco nutty.’ He licked what he’d nibbled on, and felt a shudder go through her; ‘Taste good too.’
‘Body moisturiser!’ Was all she could gasp; then moaned as he let her slide down his body till her feet hit the floor. As she gained her feet David licked over her collar bone and head down toward her breast, he finally buried himself between them and inhaled.
Lucky felt the world tilt on an angle, her fingers spearing his curls to hold him there. She felt his tongue lapping down one breast to where the top dipped, then back up the other. ‘That’s not coconut.’ He started sniffing and nuzzling her breast, Lucky’s eyes nearly rolled back in her head!
‘Perfume, Jesus Rashbaum will you damn well kiss me!’ She yanked on his curls, making him hiss.
‘Yes ma’am.’ With that he’d stood up crushed her back to the wall and proceeded to kiss her till her toes curled and steam started to rise off them both!
His hands on her ass started to wander, cupping it and gently flexing his fingers into it, Lucky groaned in his mouth.
Her hand slipped from his hair and down the opening of his shirt, burrowing she found his nipple and scrapped her nails across it making his fingers clenched hard; she’d probably have marks there in the morning.
‘Darlin we need to stop otherwise we’ll be giving everyone in the next room a taste of ‘When Harry Met Sally’ but for real.’
Panting Lucky nodded, ‘But I get one more thing before we do!’
His blue eyes darkened even further, ‘What?’
Lucky took a breath, ‘Well I always had a ‘to do’ list if I ever met you.’ She grinned coyly at him.
David swallowed, ‘And what’s on this list then?’ Then wondered if he wanted to know.
She ran her hand up back into his hair then pulled a curl, then let it ping back, ‘That was one of them, always wondered how long and springy your hair was, and if it was soft, it is. There are more things on the list, but the one I can think about at the minute is this.’ With that she manoeuvred him so he was leaning on the wall, then opened a couple more buttons on his shirt, realising he was holding his breath. Her lips followed where the material opened too, his head fell back and hit the wall, lord she was trying to kill him!
She spread the shirt, and stopped kissing him and his eyes opened and he looked down to see what she was up to. She was transfixed by his ‘Joker’ tattoo, just when he wondered if all she wanted to do was look, her fingers started to trace the design. He swallowed as her head went forward and he jumped as her tongue followed where her nails had scored. Licking all about the tat, till after him willing her too, her teeth gently bit down on his nipple that was proudly begging to be played with. Lucky heard a gentle ‘sweet fuck’ and smiled about his nipple, laving it with her tongue then worrying it again with her teeth. David stood straight his hands clenching and unclenching by his sides.
He was just about to grab her and pull her off him when she started to kiss upwards, slowly working her way up his chest, burrowing under his chin and kissed and licked his adam’s apple. She felt his groan through her lips and smiled as his hands clamped onto her hips and pulled her tightly against him, grinding his dick into her, making her stand straight; she took the offer and kissed him till they both felt faint with lack of oxygen.
A discreet knock on the door finally pushed through the haze of unleashed sex.
‘Looks like it’s time to rejoin the real world darlin.’ He panted at her, damn if her list was any longer he’d be a dead man!
‘Yeah sucks big-time.’ She hauled back the notion to ignore the knock and carry on kissing him. She moved away and found a mirror and checked herself in it, Christ she looked like she’d been made love to hard and fast! Her lip gloss was gone, her hair, well that looked like a mess.
David came up behind her, looping his arms about her waist he pulled her back to him, moved her hair to one side and buried his head in her neck. His eyes never leaving hers in the mirror, his hands gently moving up from her waist, caressing everything with his long wonderful fingers.
Just as he went to cup both breasts in his hand the discreet knock from earlier was replaced by a loud banging. They both groaned in frustration.
‘We need to go, before they come in and get us.’ He stated, he knew he’d had two polite warnings, the next, well he hated to think. He dropped his hands back to her waist then reluctantly let her go. She pulled out the gloss and reapplied it to her kiss swollen lips.
‘Okay, let’s go!’
‘Just watch out for the teasing honey, show a chink and they’ll nail your cute ass about it.’
Lucky’s brain raced, she had to do something, and fast. Two steps from the door, she spun, kissed him, pushed him backwards saying ‘You’ll like this.’ Then sprinted to the door, she had a sense of de je vue, and opened it.
David pulled his head back and looked into amber eyes full of laughter and lust, ‘So, virgin huh?’
‘Yes, virgin on the ridiculous!’ David groaned at her joke and buried himself in her neck, nibbling on it. Lucky melted more firmly against him; damn he knew what buttons to push!
‘Damn you smell good, sort of coco nutty.’ He licked what he’d nibbled on, and felt a shudder go through her; ‘Taste good too.’
‘Body moisturiser!’ Was all she could gasp; then moaned as he let her slide down his body till her feet hit the floor. As she gained her feet David licked over her collar bone and head down toward her breast, he finally buried himself between them and inhaled.
Lucky felt the world tilt on an angle, her fingers spearing his curls to hold him there. She felt his tongue lapping down one breast to where the top dipped, then back up the other. ‘That’s not coconut.’ He started sniffing and nuzzling her breast, Lucky’s eyes nearly rolled back in her head!
‘Perfume, Jesus Rashbaum will you damn well kiss me!’ She yanked on his curls, making him hiss.
‘Yes ma’am.’ With that he’d stood up crushed her back to the wall and proceeded to kiss her till her toes curled and steam started to rise off them both!
His hands on her ass started to wander, cupping it and gently flexing his fingers into it, Lucky groaned in his mouth.
Her hand slipped from his hair and down the opening of his shirt, burrowing she found his nipple and scrapped her nails across it making his fingers clenched hard; she’d probably have marks there in the morning.
‘Darlin we need to stop otherwise we’ll be giving everyone in the next room a taste of ‘When Harry Met Sally’ but for real.’
Panting Lucky nodded, ‘But I get one more thing before we do!’
His blue eyes darkened even further, ‘What?’
Lucky took a breath, ‘Well I always had a ‘to do’ list if I ever met you.’ She grinned coyly at him.
David swallowed, ‘And what’s on this list then?’ Then wondered if he wanted to know.
She ran her hand up back into his hair then pulled a curl, then let it ping back, ‘That was one of them, always wondered how long and springy your hair was, and if it was soft, it is. There are more things on the list, but the one I can think about at the minute is this.’ With that she manoeuvred him so he was leaning on the wall, then opened a couple more buttons on his shirt, realising he was holding his breath. Her lips followed where the material opened too, his head fell back and hit the wall, lord she was trying to kill him!
She spread the shirt, and stopped kissing him and his eyes opened and he looked down to see what she was up to. She was transfixed by his ‘Joker’ tattoo, just when he wondered if all she wanted to do was look, her fingers started to trace the design. He swallowed as her head went forward and he jumped as her tongue followed where her nails had scored. Licking all about the tat, till after him willing her too, her teeth gently bit down on his nipple that was proudly begging to be played with. Lucky heard a gentle ‘sweet fuck’ and smiled about his nipple, laving it with her tongue then worrying it again with her teeth. David stood straight his hands clenching and unclenching by his sides.
He was just about to grab her and pull her off him when she started to kiss upwards, slowly working her way up his chest, burrowing under his chin and kissed and licked his adam’s apple. She felt his groan through her lips and smiled as his hands clamped onto her hips and pulled her tightly against him, grinding his dick into her, making her stand straight; she took the offer and kissed him till they both felt faint with lack of oxygen.
A discreet knock on the door finally pushed through the haze of unleashed sex.
‘Looks like it’s time to rejoin the real world darlin.’ He panted at her, damn if her list was any longer he’d be a dead man!
‘Yeah sucks big-time.’ She hauled back the notion to ignore the knock and carry on kissing him. She moved away and found a mirror and checked herself in it, Christ she looked like she’d been made love to hard and fast! Her lip gloss was gone, her hair, well that looked like a mess.
David came up behind her, looping his arms about her waist he pulled her back to him, moved her hair to one side and buried his head in her neck. His eyes never leaving hers in the mirror, his hands gently moving up from her waist, caressing everything with his long wonderful fingers.
Just as he went to cup both breasts in his hand the discreet knock from earlier was replaced by a loud banging. They both groaned in frustration.
‘We need to go, before they come in and get us.’ He stated, he knew he’d had two polite warnings, the next, well he hated to think. He dropped his hands back to her waist then reluctantly let her go. She pulled out the gloss and reapplied it to her kiss swollen lips.
‘Okay, let’s go!’
‘Just watch out for the teasing honey, show a chink and they’ll nail your cute ass about it.’
Lucky’s brain raced, she had to do something, and fast. Two steps from the door, she spun, kissed him, pushed him backwards saying ‘You’ll like this.’ Then sprinted to the door, she had a sense of de je vue, and opened it.
Monday 1 September 2008
Chapter 17
‘Okay, where’s the rest of the meet and greet bunch?’ She asked.
‘Oh their over there, I’m taking you in first.’
‘Oh no you’re not! I don’t want to play favourites!’ With that Lucky started to head to the people he’d nodded to.
‘But Lucky, David wanted you to go in first!’ He whined.
‘Tough, now lets go.’ She all but dragged him over to the group.
The security guard with them had just finished talking, ‘So you understand what you can and can’t do?’
Lucky raised her hand and the guard asked her what. ‘I’m sorry can you give me the condensed version of what you said I missed it.’ She smiled sweetly at him, and Mark was certain he heard the guy fall under her spell.
‘I’ll tell her Jay.’ Mark rolled his eyes at her, ‘You can’t kiss, grope or manhandle the guys in any way. You can shake their hands and if they talk to you that’s fine. No throwing yourself at them.’ He whispered in her ear, ‘Too fuckin late on all the above for you ain’t it.’
Lucky threw back her head and laughed. Mark’s ear piece was going off and he walked a bit away from her. ‘What Mac? And how the hell do I get her to be last in line? Shit Dave owes me for this crap!’ With that he walked back to Lucky, they’d started to go in, and she was now up near the front, fuck!
They did like a receiving line, and went from one end to the other taking pictures with fans and talking to them. When they got to the end they had a drink and mingle a little, but the fans were warned not to approach them. Now Mark had to think of a way to get Lucky at the far end, so she’d be the last one they spoke to.
Walking up to her, he tapped her arm and signalled he wanted to speak to her, she fell back, bingo! ‘What you did for those guys was really nice doll.’
‘Well they are right, but then people would think Richie’s gay if he threw them at guys.’ They both snickered. And Lucky realised they were heading towards the VIP bar, the people in front of her starting to line up. Mark dragged her to the very end of the line and told her she’d be fine just there.
There were about twenty other people in the line, and you could see a couple of women having cold sweats thinking that the boys would come through the door soon. Lucky was just praying Jon didn’t embarrass her any more, well not just yet.
Ten minutes dragged by, and the people in the line were getting antsy.
Suddenly there was a commotion outside the door and then they opened and Jon stuck his head around the door, ‘Hey guy’s wrong room they’re in here!’ Everyone was laughing as they piled through the door and Jon got straight on with the meet and greet.
Lucky looked at them all, their hairs were still wet from the quick shower they’d taken. She couldn’t see David, she wondered if his hair was straight when he’d showered? They all had jeans on, Jon’s were tight black ones and he’d teamed it with a blue shirt, opened down to the first three buttons. Then Richie, all in black, the shirt held together by the last three buttons. Tico, well he’d got his blue jeans and usual black t-shirt.
Then Lucky’s breath caught in her throat, there was David, hair damp, tight black jeans and a white flowing shirt, that, hell, she could see the ‘Joker’ through. He laughed at something Mike said and as he turned the shirt, that was open to the fourth button moved and she could see the damn tat! What she wouldn’t give to lick that… whoa calm down anyone would think she was horny!
She snapped back to Jon who was eyeing her up and smirking from two people down, was this going to have some payback in it?
‘Well hello there Lucky we meet again.’ The only warning was the smirk, he moved forward and up on his toes and kissed her directly on the mouth! ‘Hmmm, really it’s very nice to meet ya.’ He winked and walked off.
What the hell was that? They’d told everyone not to touch or kiss but they never said they wouldn’t kiss!!! Damn, before she could recover Richie stood in front of her; he didn’t say anything, just kissed her full on the lips! She could hear the other women squeaking and ahhing!
‘Nice to see ya darlin.’ Those chocolate eyes full of devilment and mischief.
She then noticed Obie with a camera, it was on and pointed straight at her, shit what the hell were they doing?
Tico looked her up and down, ‘Well miel you need to lean down for me or I need a stool!’ Laughing and still in shock she leant over and he too kissed her, but near her mouth, not on it.
That just left David who had the smuggest grin on his face, Lucky decided she couldn’t take any more, there had been some sort of set up between them; and as he moved away from the person next to her, she launched herself into his arms; knocking him slightly off balance, so his hands cupped her ass to stop her from falling. And she wrapped her legs about him, squealed ‘David’ in a high girly voice, and then latched her mouth onto his.
She heard the whooping, hollering and clapping from the people around her, but she tuned them out and focused herself on David.
She realised she was being carried and unhinging her lips from his she leaned back from him, arms about his neck, twisted her head till she saw Mike holding a door open and signalling David to go through. Out loud for everyone to hear she said ‘But David, I’m a virgin!’
He stuttered a bit, saw the twinkle in her eye, ‘Well baby you in a few minutes you won’t be!’ With that he crushed his mouth back to hers as they heard everyone fall silent at her saying, then laughter after his.
Walking into the room Mike slammed the door closed, then stood in front of it, arms folded daring anyone to try and get near it, and they didn’t.
‘Oh their over there, I’m taking you in first.’
‘Oh no you’re not! I don’t want to play favourites!’ With that Lucky started to head to the people he’d nodded to.
‘But Lucky, David wanted you to go in first!’ He whined.
‘Tough, now lets go.’ She all but dragged him over to the group.
The security guard with them had just finished talking, ‘So you understand what you can and can’t do?’
Lucky raised her hand and the guard asked her what. ‘I’m sorry can you give me the condensed version of what you said I missed it.’ She smiled sweetly at him, and Mark was certain he heard the guy fall under her spell.
‘I’ll tell her Jay.’ Mark rolled his eyes at her, ‘You can’t kiss, grope or manhandle the guys in any way. You can shake their hands and if they talk to you that’s fine. No throwing yourself at them.’ He whispered in her ear, ‘Too fuckin late on all the above for you ain’t it.’
Lucky threw back her head and laughed. Mark’s ear piece was going off and he walked a bit away from her. ‘What Mac? And how the hell do I get her to be last in line? Shit Dave owes me for this crap!’ With that he walked back to Lucky, they’d started to go in, and she was now up near the front, fuck!
They did like a receiving line, and went from one end to the other taking pictures with fans and talking to them. When they got to the end they had a drink and mingle a little, but the fans were warned not to approach them. Now Mark had to think of a way to get Lucky at the far end, so she’d be the last one they spoke to.
Walking up to her, he tapped her arm and signalled he wanted to speak to her, she fell back, bingo! ‘What you did for those guys was really nice doll.’
‘Well they are right, but then people would think Richie’s gay if he threw them at guys.’ They both snickered. And Lucky realised they were heading towards the VIP bar, the people in front of her starting to line up. Mark dragged her to the very end of the line and told her she’d be fine just there.
There were about twenty other people in the line, and you could see a couple of women having cold sweats thinking that the boys would come through the door soon. Lucky was just praying Jon didn’t embarrass her any more, well not just yet.
Ten minutes dragged by, and the people in the line were getting antsy.
Suddenly there was a commotion outside the door and then they opened and Jon stuck his head around the door, ‘Hey guy’s wrong room they’re in here!’ Everyone was laughing as they piled through the door and Jon got straight on with the meet and greet.
Lucky looked at them all, their hairs were still wet from the quick shower they’d taken. She couldn’t see David, she wondered if his hair was straight when he’d showered? They all had jeans on, Jon’s were tight black ones and he’d teamed it with a blue shirt, opened down to the first three buttons. Then Richie, all in black, the shirt held together by the last three buttons. Tico, well he’d got his blue jeans and usual black t-shirt.
Then Lucky’s breath caught in her throat, there was David, hair damp, tight black jeans and a white flowing shirt, that, hell, she could see the ‘Joker’ through. He laughed at something Mike said and as he turned the shirt, that was open to the fourth button moved and she could see the damn tat! What she wouldn’t give to lick that… whoa calm down anyone would think she was horny!
She snapped back to Jon who was eyeing her up and smirking from two people down, was this going to have some payback in it?
‘Well hello there Lucky we meet again.’ The only warning was the smirk, he moved forward and up on his toes and kissed her directly on the mouth! ‘Hmmm, really it’s very nice to meet ya.’ He winked and walked off.
What the hell was that? They’d told everyone not to touch or kiss but they never said they wouldn’t kiss!!! Damn, before she could recover Richie stood in front of her; he didn’t say anything, just kissed her full on the lips! She could hear the other women squeaking and ahhing!
‘Nice to see ya darlin.’ Those chocolate eyes full of devilment and mischief.
She then noticed Obie with a camera, it was on and pointed straight at her, shit what the hell were they doing?
Tico looked her up and down, ‘Well miel you need to lean down for me or I need a stool!’ Laughing and still in shock she leant over and he too kissed her, but near her mouth, not on it.
That just left David who had the smuggest grin on his face, Lucky decided she couldn’t take any more, there had been some sort of set up between them; and as he moved away from the person next to her, she launched herself into his arms; knocking him slightly off balance, so his hands cupped her ass to stop her from falling. And she wrapped her legs about him, squealed ‘David’ in a high girly voice, and then latched her mouth onto his.
She heard the whooping, hollering and clapping from the people around her, but she tuned them out and focused herself on David.
She realised she was being carried and unhinging her lips from his she leaned back from him, arms about his neck, twisted her head till she saw Mike holding a door open and signalling David to go through. Out loud for everyone to hear she said ‘But David, I’m a virgin!’
He stuttered a bit, saw the twinkle in her eye, ‘Well baby you in a few minutes you won’t be!’ With that he crushed his mouth back to hers as they heard everyone fall silent at her saying, then laughter after his.
Walking into the room Mike slammed the door closed, then stood in front of it, arms folded daring anyone to try and get near it, and they didn’t.
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