“I’m sorry,” I say, searching his eyes.
“We can make this something better than the tragic ending that you see, coz I won’t walk away,” he says to me, pulling me into his warm body while wrapping his arms around me.
“Loving you is easy; I can do that in my sleep. But I don’t know if I can make it through this tour with them. The obsession, the temptation.” I feel his arms tighten around me as he takes in a long, deep breath.
“I can’t promise that it will be easy, but I can promise that I will come back.” His breath warm on the back of my neck as his hands roll up and down my naked thighs sending shock waves through me and a throbbing deep in my core.
“Six months of none of this? I don’t know if I could survive.” His fingers find my apex and I can’t help sucking in a sharp breath at the touch. A reminder of how much I want him, how much my body is still reeling from last night.
Jayden dropped his head to my collarbone, drew his tongue out and ran it across the line that ran from my neck to my shoulder. Shuddering under the sensual act, my thighs clenched as a low groan run up his throat vibrating over my skin. I circled my hips into him needing more of this man who was frustrating and so infuriating yet so fucking beautiful and sweet in the same breath. I love this Jayden a fuck ton more than the Rockstarcoming down or high Jayden. Again, rolling my hips up and over seeking his erection that I knew would be standing to attention just under the sheets. Bingo there it is. His long, thick, hot and fully erect cock that made my head dig into the bed the pillows wrapping around it like a marshmallow. I groaned, as he runs his tongue up my neck before biting down on my ear. Bringing his face into my line of vision, I propped myself on my elbows and watched as both of our focus came back. We peeled our eyes open slowly. Fuck, this man was a dish best served with bed hair at seven am. A haze of sex dripped from his stormy eyes meeting the artic blue of my own. I was a hair away from straddling him and riding him like a fuckin bucking bronco when his phone started buzzing on the nightstand. “Fuckkkkkk it….” Jay grits out as my fingers seek out his rigid abs under the sheet, running them over his body. Setting myself on fire with a burning only his dick could quench. His eyes burned into mine as his cock grew harder to the point that I snuck a peek, lifting the sheet thinking it may explode if he doesn’t sink it somewhere in me fast. Jay rolls to the side, the muscles in his back flexing. I sink under the sheet while he answers with a ragefueled, “WHAT!” I lick my lips to wet them before I sink them over his hard cock. Taking his length in, he flexes and rolls his hips back lowering his body from the side to his back. He looks under the blankets at me looking back at him from under my heavy, black lashes. His eyes wide with arousal and shock, I wink at him while running my tongue around his length. I coat has thick length with tiny kisses igniting a fire within him. I feel the intensity as he tries to speak into the phone while I’m running my tongue up the inside of his cock. The veins start to pop from the side of his shaft as if my touch is setting his soul on fire. A blow job at 7 am, who doesn’t wanna wake to that and fuck whoever is on the other end. I began to roll his balls in my hands as my tongue continues to run up his shaft to the tip of his head. Sucking the tip deep into my mouth, I flicked my tongue around him tasting the salty precum already.
I give this to him, right now, whilst he’s on the phone to God knows who while naked under the sheets in my bed. I will become the woman that he will fucking dream about while he’s away on tour. I will burn this moment… no, scorch it into his mind and memory. I will do this so he won’t forget me, forget the kind of woman I am. One who creates emotions so strong in his mind that he uncontrollably becomes addicted to being with me and only me.
Because we all know Jayden James likes all the things he can’t have. So, while he’s on tour, and can’t have me, there will be groupies and he can have them. So, for me right now, and this moment, I will give him one of the most amazing, tantalizing, orgasmic blow jobs he has ever experienced. The precum coating the tip of my tongue is just the beginning.
He began to move roll his hips up and into me, meeting my greedy mouth as I slid it down his shaft and back up again. Caressing the inside with my tongue, running it up the most sensitive part of a males penis, before my lips wrapped around his head, I applied slight pressure with my teeth, nibbling and sucking all the way down to where his balls lay. Rolling them in between my fingertips as I nibbled my way back up and down again, I could hear him cry out in pure ecstasy. The phone drops to the floor as his hands found my head. He twisted my hair between his fingers, pushing me, no, begging me to take him further and further over the edge. I was about to blow his mind with the world’s best blowjob that would be so intense he would never desire intimacy from another woman again. I could taste him, feel his cock pulsate inside the warmth of my mouth as I sucked him so hard, fast, and intense I could feel him ripple underneath me. His balls rolled up as his cock pulsed, so close to release that I wasn’t going to allow him to have. I replaced my mouth with my hand, and I began to wank him slowly at first before my movements became faster more vigorous more demanding. Power rolled through my body. Licking my lips, I began to tease him and taste him again. I was driving him crazy as the moans and groans escaping his perfect mouth told me so. The way his fingers embedded between my hair diving into my scalp and moving my head with an urgency telling me he required my mouth to fuck his cock harder and faster.
I felt powerful, so in control of his body and so aware of just how insane I was making him; how turned on it was making me. I slowly moved my head up slightly. I fluttered my eyes open, my long lashes leaving my cheeks, my hazy, filled with desire gaze met his sexual dominance. There was a smile curved at the corner of his lips. This ignited the chemistry between us and bedded a fire so hot and a sear so soul consuming that I almost came at his look alone.
I could feel an orgasm coiling up from the depths of his balls rolling up to the tip of his penis as my eyes stayed locked on his. My head bobbed up and down, my tongue swirling around, while sucking and biting. I was hungry for his arousal, hungry for his orgasm. My fingers dug into his hips as I pulled him closer and harder into my mouth.
My pulse was racing. The desire I felt for him was soul consuming. He made me feel like I was the boss with this one act. This right here. As his hands dug deeper into my head and one hand snaked around my neck. As I begged him with my eyes and teased him with my tongue to blow in my mouth, feed me with his cum.
I could feel him then giving in, his tense body went slack, as he blew. Erupting like a volcano inside my mouth, I sucked and swallowed gulping down every single last old salty taste of his hot cum. Stopping slightly in the back of my throat, groaning he gave me the rest of him. “Oh, my gosh, baby,” he murmured, his voice shaky, as I crawled up his body, falling onto his chest. My mouth found the side of his neck, sucking the skin between my teeth, I rolled my tongue around leaving little pink-purple hickey’s. Something else for him to remember me by. I could feel his cock harden slowly again with desire, not quite finished with me yet. That’s the thing about Jayden James, he is a Rockstar through and through by day and a god between the sheets at night. His hands found my ass cheeks, cupping and squeezing them. His lips found mine, sucking my lip into his teeth. He bit down hard, sending a shiver of sexual longing to coil in between my already wet thighs. I reared back slightly, lifting my ass and hips so I could then lower my wet pussy onto his still growing cock. I felt him reach full attention inside me as I began to grind myself over him taking all of him and more.
My eyes never leaving his, never wavering, as ecstasy ripped through my body. One hand laid sprawled over his chest, the other hand on his thigh behind me as my body rocked and rolled with his. He twisted a hardened nipple between his fingertips causing fire to ripple over me mixing with sexual desire. Clenching my walls tight around his thick cock I was close, so close, and I hated that I wanted to fuck him like this forever like a needy little groupie. To stay riding his length till I couldn’t breathe, till my body was numb and my mind didn’t feel… I watched as his eyes hooded with lust so powerful and so hungry.
“Fuck me, baby. Fuck my cock harder. That’s it, baby, own it.” His voice laced with sex his eyes hooded and my body on hyper alert for him and only him as the warmth of arousal started to pool around his cock. As I ground deeper into him, I broke eye contact allowing my head to roll backwards on my shoulders. My long hair fell in waves around my spine tickling just above my ass which both his hands left to grip my tits hard pushing them up. I felt him shift underneath me coming up to hold me like I was I sitting on his knee. He wrapped his body around me, and my arms flew around the back of his neck, trailing down his spine and up again over and over. I dug in my nails and clawed my mark into his tattooed flesh as he pumped his cock into me. I opened upwide for him stretching as his thrusts took over. My legs wrapped around his body locking them at the ankles and anchoring him inside of me. I felt his balls curl up as his long thick cock exploded and shot cum into my uterus. A screaming mumble of ecstasy rolled out and over my body as sweat laced my skin. The prickle of desire rippled down my spine as I clenched my walls tight to his thick length not wanting this feeling to ever end. Hungry for more, I rode him harder with my teeth finding his shoulder and biting into his salty flesh. His nails were digging into my hips as he rolled me backward and forward over him. I took everything he had and gave him all I had, bonding us together and just like that the Rockstar and the waitress became one.
***
Standing at the airport as he waits with the boys and their girls to board the plane for America my heart felt strange. Like it was sore or sick. He had said the same thing to me in the drive over. “My heart hurts and it’s all your fault.” That’s what he mouthed into my mouth while he kissed me like it was going to be the last time.
His hands held mine tight as we stood wrapped in each other, my eyes looking out of the glass windows overlooking the airport with his on the departure sign on the wall behind us.
“I won’t fuck this up,” he mouths into my hair as my eyes flutter closed.
“I hope you can stay true to that, baby,” I mouth into his body.
“I know I’m not take-home material, babe, but you make this love shit easy.” His voice cracks as tears spring behind my eyes.
“My heart is in your hands, Jayden. Don’t break it.” I squeeze my eyes shut as his flight is called and he holds his breath.
“I will always come home to you no matter how much I fuck up.” He chokes out. This is the first time I feel the raw, broken emotion falling from him when I lean back so I can look in his eyes.
“If you fuck up and can’t come back from it let me down slowly, ok.” Tears fall down my cheeks, free falling. I can’t stop them.
“I can handle it. I can detox from you. Just don’t treat me like you don’t care.” He nods, his lips taking mine hard and fast. Crashing together. Taking my soul and sucking it from the depths where I have kept it locked away safe. Jayden James has just claimed it.
“I will always be here.” He points to my temple, “In here keep me safe?” He asks me. “And you keep me in here.” I place my hand over his heart. “I don’t wanna lose you, Tru.” He wraps me into his arms, pulling me up off my feet as my legs go around his waist. He walks toward the boarding gate. Nuzzling deep into his neck. I breathe all that is my Jayden James in before the world takes the last part of him away. I know deep down that this isn’t going to end the way we both see it in our heads. We both know hearts are going to get broken and lying to each other was less painful right now than speaking the truth. Dropping me to my feet as the hostess informs us that I can’t go any further without a boarding pass, Jayden scowls at her. “You sure you can’t come, baby?” he asks me, his forehead locked in a frown.
“I can’t, babe,” I whisper, leaning up on my tippy toes and kissing his lips for what I hope isn’t the last time. The last time sober coz I know as soon as he lands what he will be doing. Getting high and really that’s the last thing, I am worried about. It’s having the rap devil shatter that part of me I finally have back. Now that scares the hell out of me.
Tears fall freely from my eyes as I watch all three guys walk through the departure gates.
***
He didn’t call when he landed.
