Rolling my eyes, I get to work on unbuttoning his jeans and freeing his dick that is already hard and ready.
“I said no sex…but there are other ways to thank you. But if you…” I don’t even get to finish my sentence before Jordon is cutting me off and flashing me a shit eating grin.
“I am beyond okay with any way you want to thank me. I’d much rather have that pretty pussy of yours around my dick, but your mouth will do. I don’t need Holden kicking my ass because I made his lead singer exhausted before the show started.”
Sticking my tongue out, I slowly slide it along his shaft. I love the way Jordon’s eyelids flutter and his breathing hitches as my tongue travels from root to tip.
“Fuck…you just vibrated my entire fucking dick…” He moans, as he fists a handful of hair and guides my mouth up and down his length.
Knowing we only have a few more seconds before I have to go inside the arena to warm up my voice, I stop playing around, and get into full-on cock sucking mode. This dick needs to finish. Pronto.
Wrapping my hand around it, I firmly grip his length as I cup his balls with my other hand. Hallowing out my cheeks, I suck and slide my mouth up and down his dick. I place my hand at his base and in conjunction with my saliva, jerk his dick. I feel Jordon’s entire body tensing up as he nears his orgasm.
Massaging his balls that are now tightening in the palm of my hand, I suck harder. I slide it deeper down my throat as I jerk him faster. I’m immediately rewarded with his cum filling my mouth.
I quickly swallow while I continue milking his dick with my hand, causing Jordon to curse under his breath.
“Holy shit…Brittan!”
I smile as I slide him out of my mouth and lick my lips.
“Well that was fun, but I gotta go warm up my vocals.” I say slapping his thigh and jumping off the bed and begin throwing my clothes back on.
Jordon rests his hands under his head and stays lying in my bed with his dick still semi hard. My body is screaming to get him hard again and have a quickie, but I’ve got a show to do!
Why does he have to look so fucking good all the time!?
“I just coated your throat with my magical cream, so I think you’ll blow the roof off tonight with those high notes you like to hit.”
I can’t contain my laughter as I repeat the words, “magical cream” over and over in my head.
Men are idiots; I swear. They think they’re geniuses but seriously, they’re just horny morons.
Grabbing my coffee, I kneel on the bed and give Jordon one more kiss before smiling down at him with a crooked grin, “We’ll see how I do tonight. If I hit every note effortlessly, I’ll suck your dick before every show.” I playfully slap his chest and give him a wink as I stand to slide my heels on.
“I’m going to hold you to that promise!” He shouts to me as I make my way through the bus.
Saying Goodbye to Ghosts of the Past
Jordon
“You really like her, don’t you?” Brittan’s friend Roxie asks, as we stand off to the side of the stage watching Beyond Redemption. We are done with our set, so I get to watch Brittan in her element.
Nodding, I glance at Roxie before my eyes lock back on Brittan. She’s head banging in the center of the stage with her fiery red hair flying around under the light show above her.
She never looks more fucking gorgeous then she does when she’s on stage.
“I really do. For right now, we’re just having fun, and I guess we’ll see where things go. But I hope that it will lead to more.” I can’t believe I actually said that out loud at a concert.
“Thank God your fans can’t hear you, or we’d hear the crowd erupts in cries!” Roxie jokes with a big grin on her face.
Shaking my head, I let out a low chuckle, “Yeah, the female fans can get pretty fucking crazy. Our manager didn’t want Lawson to make it public he was in a relationship because it hurts sales or some shit. His girlfriend Natasha flipped the fuck out. So, needless to say, he makes it very clear in all our interviews he is taken. No pleading the fifth for him.”
“It’s crazy. Some of these girls actually believe they will marry y’all someday. I deal with that craziness daily. My husband, I don’t know if Brittan told you, play’s in the NBA. Girls at the parties he attends have no shame. They’ll try to seduce you, married or not. Women love to think they have the power to bring a man to his knees no matter how in love he is with someone else.”
Raking my hands through my hair, I stand beside Roxie for a few seconds in a daze. I get lost watching Brittan, and it scares the shit out of me the way my heart beats against my chest; it’s faster than Lawson can slam on his drum set.