Chapter 42

~John~

 

“Yeah. One hour in our hotel suite. I’ve already told Chloe,” I speak into my phone.

“Cool,” Mitch responds.

We hang up and I draw in a calming breath. We go on at Eclipse in three hours. The band will come together in our hotel room for our pre-gig ritual of slamming back a shot of tequila. And then we’ll head over to the club for a sound check before hitting the stage.

I’m dressed and ready to go in my leather pants and shirt. I’m wearing my usual black shoes with the amazing grips that I always wear on stage. Some surfaces we’ve played on have been more than a little slippery and, as the front man, I’m the one moving up and down the stage the most. I can’t afford a slip up like that in the middle of a performance.

I’m about to go and check on Nicki when she suddenly steps out of the bathroom in nothing but a bathrobe. The belt is so loosely tied around her waist that it might as well not be tied at all. I’m getting one hell of a view of her perky little tits and the sight of her sexy legs, right up to her thighs. Mmm…so hot. My cock jerks at the sight of her.

“You’re not dressed, huh?”

She flashes me a devilish grin. “I was thinking we should add another pre-gig ritual. One just between the two of us,” she says, sauntering over to me.

“Yeah, what’s that?” I ask, enjoying this little game.

She reaches into the pocket of her robe and pulls out a condom.

“Mmm…yeah, baby?”

She nods, her eyes darkening.

She doesn’t need to tell me twice. I snatch the condom packet from her and slam her against the wall. I free my cock and rip the packet open with my teeth. Rolling it on quickly, I then rip open her robe and push it off her shoulders.

She gasps as my hands cup her tits, teasing her nipples with the pads of my thumbs. She arches her back, pushing them into my hands.

I run my hands down the length of her hot little body, enjoying the feel of her warm, smooth skin. When I slide a finger between her pussy lips, she moans and bucks against me. She’s dripping wet. Always so ready for me.

She grabs the back of my head and forces my mouth to hers, kissing me hard.

I thrust into her, driving balls deep.

She throws her head back as I pound into her, slamming her into the wall with each powerful thrust. She screams wildly and her nails dig into my neck, marking my skin.

“So…fucking…tight,” I growl.

“Ah! Yes! Yes, John!” she screams as her pussy clamps down hard around me. She comes apart in my arms and I grip her hips to hold her up as I slam into her. Once. Twice. My orgasm hits me hard and I crush my lips to hers.

“Oh my God,” she breathes.

“I know,” I murmur as I bury my head in her neck while I catch my breath and we both come down from that sudden intense explosion of passion.

“This is definitely becoming one of our rituals,” she chuckles.

“Damn right it is.”