Dead Or Alive | By : AEMorgan Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Bon Jovi Views: 1546 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Her hand was limp and clammy in his as he watched her staring at the closed elevator doors, nervously chewing on her lower lip.
“You’re not having second thoughts, are you?” He squeezed her hand and she turned to face him.
She shook her head. “No. I’m just a little nervous. I… I’ve never done this before. Well, not like this anyway.”
He laughed. “Don’t worry, I don’t bite.” He grinned at her and she felt her stomach flip, remembering why she was here and why she wanted to do this with… with him. She tucked a strand of dark red hair behind her ear and squeezed his hand gently, smiling back at him.
The elevator groaned to a halt, the doors sliding open to let the other occupant leave. No one else joined them and the elevator continued its journey. Her grin turned mischievous and she reached out to hit the stop button before turning and pushing him against the wall. Her fingers tangled in his hair as she kissed him, their tongues duelling. He brought his hands up to cup the back of her head, grinding his hard erection against her soft, supple body.
“Now that’s more like it,” he whispered against her lips, hands sliding under her top to massage her breasts. “I like my girls feisty.” She groaned as he toyed with her nipples through the silk of her bra, thrusting into his touch.
She slumped against him, breathing heavily. He laughed and started the elevator moving again.
It didn’t take long for them to reach the floor his room was on and they ran hand in hand down the corridor, giggling like children. He unlocked the door and gestured for her to enter.
“Ladies first.”
She stepped inside and looked around, eyes widening. “Wow! This place… it’s beautiful.”
He ran the backs of his knuckles down her cheeks and kissed her on the lips. “So are you.”
She blushed and started to unbutton his shirt, pushing it down over his shoulders. “I bet you say that to all the girls.”
He grinned but didn’t reply, and she knew she was right. But she couldn’t bring herself to care as he pulled her top off, pushing her down on the bed. His hands reached under her, unfastening her bra and she unzipped his jeans. Both fully naked, he straddled her hips, erection teasing her stomach.
She ran her eyes over his muscular form. “Wow,” she breathed. “Just look at you.” The compliment quickly turned into a gasp of pleasure, her nipple sucked into his mouth, worried gently with his teeth. She arched up against him, moaning his name, wrapping her arms around his shoulders.
They rocked against each other, his erection slipping easily inside her. She groaned at the feeling and at the rapid pace he set, but it wasn’t long before she was wrapping her legs around him, encouraging and pushing him deeper inside her.
His mouth latched onto her neck, biting and licking hard enough to mark her. His fangs had just started to slide down when the door to the room opened. He stopped, retracted his fangs, and looked over his shoulder, raisone one eyebrow at Richie who was standing in the doorway.
“I… I’ll come back later,” the guitarist mumbled, blushing as he turned and closed the door behind him.
The girl giggled. “Pity – he could have joined us.”
He growled and bit her fullfully on the shoulder. “You’re mine,” he told her, plunging his tongue into her mouth. “And I don’t like sharing.”
His mouth returned to her neck, fangs sliding down to make two little holes in the middle of the love bite. He drank deeply while he fucked her and she writhed on the bed beneath him. Her muscles contracted around him as she came, milking him until he orgasmed with a grunt.
His tongue darted out, lapping at each of the puncture marks, healing the wounds but leaving the bruises. They like that, he discovered, getting a hickey from him.
His Hunger sated, he rolled to the side, watching her as she caught her breath. He brushed the hair from her eyes and kissed the pulse point on her throat.
She lifted his chin up and kissed him on the lips “You are amazing, but you already know that.” She slid off the bed, pulled on her clothes and slipped out of the door.”
He grinned and lay on his back, hands folded under his head. He ran his tongue over his fangs as they shrunk back to the size of human teeth.
God, he loved groupies!
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