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Willing To Try (The Answer #2)	By : Joviee_Pirate Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Bon Jovi Views: 964 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not know any of the people named, Richie Sambora, Jon Bon Jovi, David Bryan, Tico Torres. This is a work of fiction, no money is made from it.

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The next morning Sarah woke up in Richie’s strong arms. His leg was possessively wrapping her legs. His arm was slung over her waist; she lifted her own arm and covered it over his, feeling him tighten his grip on her.
Behind her she could feel his chest rising and falling as he breathed against her back. Lower she felt something entirely different. The first time, a few weeks ago, it freaked her out but now that they were in a relationship she had gotten a little used to it. Every time they shared a bed, he had a morning erection or at least the start of it but he hadn’t suggested anything which made it clear to her that he’d wait until she was ready. Sarah just hoped he could be patient as long as it took her to be ready.
Comfortable with him around her, she scooted backwards, closer in to him.
“You up hun?”
Sarah could feel his warm breath in her neck as he whispered. She turned around in his arms to see his face. “Hi.”
“Good morning, how did you sleep?” He asked, wondering if she was jetlagged.
“Pretty good, do you know what time it is?” She asked back, wondering herself if she made up for being jetlagged.
Richie turned to look over his own shoulder. “9:15, you slept over 10 hours.”
Sarah tried to think of the last time she read the time before she fell asleep on the couch. “About 14 I think. No jetlag for me.” She smiled up at him.
“You’ll get to fully enjoy the concert tonight then.” He smiled back.
But Sarah’s smile faded with uncertainty about the massive crowd and everything about the concert.
“It’ll be fun. You won’t even be in the audience.” He assured her.
“Really?” She asked rather hopeful.
“You’ll have your own spot, no pushing and shoving for you.” Richie pulled her closer into a hug, proving he would protect her and make sure she was safe.
Sarah could feel his dick now firmly pressed against her, making her even more aware of it. “Do you ever…” She trailed off.
Confused, Richie asked, “What?” He needed her to talk to him, about everything. That’s why he hadn’t suggested for her to stay at the hotel the night before even though he knew that was what she had been thinking. She needed to realize she could say anything to him so he let her find her own words.
“Do you ever,” she started over, looking down at where their hips were still pressed together, “help yourself?” She wondered, avoiding eye contact with him. He couldn’t possibly be walking around with an erection for the last three weeks.
She was honest, so he had to be honest too. “Sometimes. Don’t you?” He asked back.
Sarah shook her head. “No.”
“Never?”
“No.” This time she felt less weird about it and met his eyes as she answered.
Richie hugged her, had her husband been so bad to her that she couldn’t even give herself the pleasure? Or wouldn’t she allow it? Would it only bring back memories for her?
Either way he felt bad for her, to not feel that amazing pleasure. He hoped she’d once again be ready for it but he had promised to wait for her and that was what he’d do. She was more to him than just sex.
While Richie thought, so did Sarah, did she have that kind of effect on him? Was holding her close enough to turn him on? Did she really do that to him? Did he do it to her?
Later that day Sarah and Richie had to get ready. They were having dinner with the rest of the band before they’d leave for the concert.
They had spent the whole day in their hotel room. In the morning they had been informed there were a lot of fans outside of the hotel and Richie didn’t want to put Sarah through that yet. According to him, the concert tonight would be stressful enough for her.
Their bed had kept them comfy until they decided to have breakfast. Both liked being close, holding each other while lying in bed. Sarah enjoyed the relaxing feeling she felt when Richie stroked her back. It seemed to calm her down and she liked that he could do that.
For the rest of the day they had watched movies, unlike the programs on tv, the movies weren’t dubbed in German.
Sarah liked the luxuries of the hotel, room service brought them whatever they wanted and there were so many movies to pick from, it was like she was at the video store, where she hadn’t been in years.
They had a relaxing afternoon together but now it was time to get ready. Which gave Sarah another kind of tingly feeling; nervousness. She preferred the one she had when she was around Richie but she had to meet his friends, better now and have it over with than putting it off. There was no way around it anyway.
“You go shower first.” Richie suggested, sitting up on the couch when the movie ended.
“When are we meeting them?” Sarah asked. At least she had already met Jon.
Richie reached over to the coffee table to pick up his phone to check for the time. “In about an hour, you have loads of time.” Although he didn’t know how much time Sarah needed to get ready for anything.
Sarah got up and went to get the clean clothes she had decided to wear to dinner and the concert. It wasn’t anything fancy, she didn’t own anything fancy.
With her clothes in her hands, she stopped by the couch where Richie was now flipping through the German channels.
He looked up at her, a little confused. “Everything alright?”
“I want a kiss.” She said plainly.
A little surprised, Richie stood up. “Do ya?”
“Yeah, just a kiss.”
He couldn’t deny her that and leaned in until he met her lips and kissed her.
Sarah leaned into him, kissing him back.
Sarah once again got her clothes together and went into the bathroom. Placing her clothes next to the sink, she picked up one of the towels that was lying there. Feeling how soft it was and so fluffy.
Wondering if the bathrobes were the same, she grabbed one of those too. It felt just as nice, she couldn’t wait to be wrapped in all that softness.
After putting the towel and the bathrobe down again, Sarah turned on the shower. The bathroom was almost as simple as it was at her house, a bathtub with the shower head on the wall and a shower curtain for privacy and splashing water.
Unlike she had heard about many hotels on television, everything looked perfectly clean.
She undressed and stepped into the bathtub.
In the other room Richie was still absentmindedly flipping through tv channels, not finding anything worth watching.
He got up and decided to get changed. He had showered the day before and would need a shower after the concert tonight anyway, he was still clean enough.
Getting his clothes together, he picked out what to wear to dinner and what to wear for the concert. It was easy to decide what to wear on stage; he only had a few concert outfits.
When he had decided on his clothes, he dressed into his clothes for dinner, keeping it casual with jeans and a black button down shirt.
Richie put away his bag and was just about to go sit down on the couch again when he heard a loud clattering followed by an even louder bang coming from the bathroom.
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