I’m so fucking nervous about the dinner; my mother has asked me to bring Brittan along, and she’s obsessed with those stupid gossip sites and magazines. She has been blowing up my phone since seeing us on one of the covers with the headline The New King and Queen of Rock & Roll! The magazine was decked out with a photo of Brittan and me that we shot last month for Rolling Stone to promote our summer leg of the tour.
People are obsessed with all things celebrity. I find it crazy that anyone would care what the hell I’m doing or who I’m dating. Last summer no one knew who I was and had no interest in finding out. Now I can’t go anywhere without the paparazzi following Brittan and me.
It’s gotten so ridiculous that we try to stay on the bus or in hotels so we can have some privacy.
“About one hour until we’re in Chicago.” We hear come over the intercom from the driver of our bus, snapping me out of my thoughts.
Straddling me, Brittan grabs the notebook out of my hand that I was writing lyrics down in, and tosses it onto the stand beside the bed.
Gripping her hips, I give her a questionable glance. “What’s gotten into you?” I ask as I lean up, lifting her tee. I suck her left pierced nipple into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the silver ring and her hardening bud.
I’m not complaining at all, believe me I’d fuck her morning, noon, and night if I could.
I still can’t believe she pierced her nipple. While in Miami, we went to Miami Ink and she had her nipple pierced and new ink added to the butterflies and flowers rib tattoo she has along her left side. She added sheet music to flow between the two with the words, music washes from the soul the dust of everyday life.
To humor her, I let Brittan pick out a new tattoo for me.
I’ve been adding new designs to the Asian dragon tattoo on my right arm, making it into a quarter length sleeve, but Brittan said she wanted me to tattoo a new area of my body.
I’ll do anything that girl asks me to, except one thing. I said fuck no when she suggested piercing my dick!
She decided on two sparrows, one on my left hip and one on my right hip, with Carpe Diem in script font between them. It’s Latin for Seize the Day. I came up with the quote, wanting something that would be meaningful for Brittan and me.
Brittan said she saw the tattoo in the book, and just knew she would love exploring what was below those bird’s beaks.
Hey, if it means I get blown due to her exploring where my tattoos lead, then so be it.
Sliding her tongue seductively along her bottom lip, she slides my boxers off. “We only have one hour, so we better make it count, Mr. Valentine. After that, it’ll be radio interviews, sound checks, and meeting your parents for the foreseeable future,” pressing her finger to my mouth she gives me a knowing look, “don’t bother arguing with me because you know I’m right. We’re going to be exhausted by the time we get back on the road.”
Who am I to argue with that reasoning?
Sitting up so my back is flush against the headboard, Brittan quickly removes her top, pajama shorts and panties. My dick is so hard right now it’s standing at attention waiting for her to slide her tight perfection around it.
“I wouldn’t dream of it.” I murmur against her skin, as I trail a path of kisses from her belly ring back up to her nipple ring.
“Mmm…” She moans as she slides down my length. She slides her fingers into my hair, scraping her nails against my scalp. The sensation makes my eyes roll into the back of my head.
Every time I’m inside of her, feeling her warm tight pussy wrapped around my cock, it’s like pure fucking bliss. Brittan is my heaven, hell and everything in between. When I’m fucking her all is right in the world.
Dragging my fingers along her hips, I lift her up and down on my dick. She rotates her hips, massaging the head of my dick and practically making me pass the fuck out.
“Fuck…baby…you sure know how to make a man lose his God damn mind…” I hiss between clenched teeth, as I toss my head back against the headboard.
Brittan moves her hands from my hair down to my shoulders. Her nails dig into me and break the skin, as she holds onto me for dear life while she slides herself from root to tip before slamming back down on top of me.
“Ahh…God…Jordon!” She screams, not caring that our driver can more than likely hear us. She tilts her head back and vocalizes for me how much she loves my cock.
Squeezing her ass, I began rotating my hips, connecting our bodies with hard frenzied thrusts. I feel like I can never get deep enough inside of her. When we’re fucking we’re no longer two people; we become one. It’s the most incredible feeling, especially as she comes around my dick.