Chapter 130

Elena bit her lip, her brows waggling, "You'd so do that too. Ok sparklie it is." She nodded to the clerk and in moments had the plate ordered. "So now we have to find you a Jonny gift."




"It can't be foo-foo frilly. I don't even know where--" she stopped, spotting a platinum ball chain like you'd use for a fan pull. Underneath the various pre-cut lengths there were rows of charms, dogtags and sparkley trinkets. "Perfect," she whispered.




The salesman read her correctly and rounded the counter. "The dogtags are a nice touch lately and can be engraved."




"Yes, I like those. Keep with the platinum, just one tag. Sugar on one side Katy on the other please. The Sugar in a male script and Katy in a feminine swirl."




Elena watched and pushed back the laugh that threatened. Oh her Katydid had it so bad and refused to really admit it. At least she was starting too, in bits and pieces. First time she'd ever bought jewelry for a guy, and it screamed volumes. "It’s perfect Kate, really. He'll love it."




"Yeah?" she frowned when she felt her cheeks heat. Well hell, she turned to call the girl back but she'd already taken the longer chain that would hang low on Jon's chest to go finish the sale. "Too late now, hope he likes it."




Elena slipped an arm around her friend’s waist. "He'll love it like I said, don’t let him confuse ya, he’s into the glitz almost as bad as Richie."




"The only glitz he's getting is from the diamond cut of the engraving," she said with a frown. Damn impulsive buy, Kate. Shaking off the tangle of emotions she picked through the leather bound journals. Maybe she'd get one for Jon as well. He was always carrying a ratty legal pad.




Elena shook her head and watched. Kate was second guessing herself even now. She pulled a couple of leather notebooks into her hand and turned. "Katy, quit doing that."




Flipping around a deep red leather journal with pockets she looked over her shoulder. "Stop what?"




"Second guessing yourself. It’s a great gift, one he'll like, and it’s not impulsive either. It’s just a reflection of how you feel. Enjoy it for a change. Hell accept it, you have a guy that adores ya." Elena smiled and paid for her purchases then turned to watch Kate. "Ain’t it about time you just enjoyed the fact?"




I don't know how. "Yeah, well. He does make a girl wonder if it's possible."


Elena took her bags and linked arms with Kate as they wandered from the store. "those boys are damned good at that."




"Well he better be awesome because I have three hundred dollars worth of leather and platinum in my damn bag." She let her head drop back for a second. "I'm insane."




Elena's brows waggled. "Join the club, they are also contagious, every single one of them..." She paused a moment, "Ok some of them are.. some of them.. " She shivered a moment, "are also yuckily infectious."




Her eyebrow quirked. "Alec still creeping you out?"




Elena's gaze turned towards a store, her gaze caught by an unusually shaped pinkie ring. "Umm you could say that."




Frowning, she followed the lure of the jewelry store as Elena couldn't resist even one of them throughout the day. "What's that mean?"




Elena's head tilted, "I get the craziest feeling he watches me. I catch it sometimes, this weird odd look... and he shows up sometimes, in places he shouldn't be." She shook her head, "Just creepy girl, he’s too much like that guy... the island guy.. I try to avoid him, I do.. and Richie keeps us apart.. but there are times..." How did you explain such a stupid fanciful idea, that someone was too attentive to someone they shouldn’t be? "Probably just me being silly though."






She turned to Kate, changing the subject. "Think he'd like a pinky ring? That one seems like him."




She snagged her arm and turned her until their eyes met. "Don't change the subject, sweets. I don't like that he's creeping you out. Does Richie even have any idea? Or is he just playing boy-oblivious?"




Elena's eyes lifted to Kate’s, a wry smile on her lips. "I told him. No secrets, we promised, so he knows Alec creeps me out and he tries to keep us apart and never leaves me backstage alone. I always have Jon, Teekie or David around if Bugboy is there, but sometimes if I go out for ice, or just down to get the guys something he just sorta shows up. It's just weird is all, probably coincidence."




"Well I haven't had much experience with 'Bugboy' as you so sweetly put it. I do think that he's a bit on the watchful side. Probably used to being the one on the outside because there are so many fine men in this band." She twisted the plastic bag into a paper bag to renew blood flow. "And he's so very ordinary. I've seen the videos and it tells so much. He practically has peacock feathers coming out of his head to get noticed.'




Elena snorted, then started to laugh. "God, I see it nightly, on stage, he preens.. and his clothing outsparkles Richie's.. honest to god.. but still...." She closed her eyes a moment as a shiver racing along her spine. "I’d swear he followed me.. how silly is that?"




"Well, mention it to Michael. It can't hurt to be cautious. Even if it's not Alec, it could be someone else following the band." She rubbed her back. "Just be careful. Even if it seems silly, trust your instincts."




Elena nodded. "Yeah well I haven’t brought this up to Richie either, I just thought I was being silly, sort of an offshoot of the attack ya know? Didn’t wanna be seeing monsters under every bed." She glanced around the mall quickly, always on the watch for something odd. Quit it Elena, there’s nothing there you dumb girl. "You know i know I can be overly dramatic at times, I just figured it was that."




"Well there's dramatic and then there's cautious. Just gotta find the
middle ground and stay there, sweets." She slid her arm through Elena's. "I've spent about half of my monthly pay. I think it's time to blow this joint."




Elena laughed then nodded quickly. "OH yeah I got a man to go give presents too." She stopped then snorted, "and I ain’t talking about what’s in these bags either."




"You are incorrigible and insatiable," Kate said on a laugh. "But, I have a date with a furball myself. He promised to take me out on the bike before soundcheck."




Elena laughed outright. "I promised to relieve wooditis when i returned. Seems I Left someone wanting to go with my gal." She kept up a light chatter of all the things she'd do to him when she got home, getting Kate's laughter at some of the more insane ideas, as they walked to the car. "See nothing is taboo to that man."




"Yeah, well I have to literally cram," she gave her an evil grin. "All the sex I can into two days to catch up for...what? Five weeks?" She let her head tip back. "Seriously, I went for almost two years without it and now two days makes me insane." Her eyes widened when she realized what she said. "Uh, never mind that I said that. And if you tell Jon and swell his big head, I'll kick your ass."




Elena glanced over and started to smirk. "But i thought you'd want his HEAD to expand."




"Only the one I can control, sweets." She winked. "God, I'm horny." She laughed at her admission. "It's his fault, obviously."




"Righhhhhhhhhht sister girl." Elena's laughter continued as she opened the trunk and dumped her packages in. "You keep saying it and maybe we'll both believe it in ohhhh never."




One of Kate's bags slid out of her thumb grasp. "Hell," she quickly loaded the rest of her packages in the trunk and dipped down for the little bag. "Can't forget this one," she winked and stuffed the crimson lace back into the bag.




Frowning, she caught the profile of a short man, melting into the parking structure. A quick case of the heebie jeebies had her rounding the car. "Hey babes, let's get out of here, huh?"




Elena nodded and cranked the ignition. "Yeah we have hot and gorgeous to get back too." With a glance in the mirror she backed up and sped from the parking lot, and for once managed to turn the right way.




He leaned back into the shadows. Damn, those girls had been playing cock tease all over the mall today. It wasn't bad enough that Elena was teasing him all the fucking time, but just the thought of her freaky curves friend and the fuckin' rack on her had his juices up twice over.




Jesus Jon and Richie had all the luck. Jon got to bang the shit out of the good doctor, while Richie got Elena the Energizer Bunny. But the thought of both of them on his cock at once? He eased his hand over his rock steady hard on. He'd already gone into the bathroom once to jack off, but here and now he needed it again.




The thought of Elena on her knees where she belonged servicing him, while he sucked that redheaded bitch's tongue. Ohh yeah. It was the beginning of perfection. Just the thought of shooting his load in her face and making her lick it off. Maybe even make the redheaded bitch do it. She'd probably get off on it.




He was a rockstar, fuckin' a. He deserved it. He lifted the little ring he'd just acquired in his nipple, tugging hard to sweeten the image.




She wasn't worth much more than a money shot. The redhead was transitional. He'd enjoy that fuck, maybe even make Elena watch. She'd get off on that. She was into some kinky shit. He saw what she did to Richie when she thought people weren't watching.




The way she'd hand job him, fucking him in out of the way spots back stage, 3her sweet little body always open and ready for a big cock. He quickly unzipped and pumped hard...blowing his load in record time.




Fucking Elena. Just the thought of her had him hard twenty-four seven.

Chapter 129

Kate collapsed into a chair in the food court. "Girl, I need cheese fries before we head into another department store. You are a menace to society and Richie's credit card."

A petite shoulder lifted as a cheeky grin slid onto her lips. "He complains I don’t shop enough, so I went shopping. Most of it is for him though." She laughed hysterically at the thought of the lacy things in half the bags. "Even the girlie stuff was bought with him in mind."

"Yeah, well my poor doctor's salary only lets me get away with half the sleazy underwear." She popped up and dug into her pocket. "Want anything?"

Elena shook her head as she dug through the bags, "Them fries sound good and a diet coke." She pulled a leather tote out and studied it intently. "I sure hope this works." She glanced up at Kate, her mind twisting as only Elena's could. "I need notebooks."

"Uh," Kate looked over her shoulder at the line in the food court. "Well, I'm sure there's a stationary store around here somewhere. It's a bloody fucking huge ass mall."

Elena grumbled lightly, "Yeah and I'm married to a man that writes every silly thought down."  Her voice deepened into a feminine approximation of Richie's "Chord progressions are a hard thing, sometimes brilliance occurs and you just gotta write it down or you lose it."

She gave Kate a look. "He has a damn notebook that’s falling apart at the seams and if one piece of paper falls out it’s a catastrophe I tell ya."

"Well, then it sounds like he needs something leather and expandable." Kate backed into line. "I saw a great engraving store that had leather stuff galore."

Elena jiggled the medium brown tote wickedly. "And that’s why I want more notebooks." Her smile widened, "But what can I engrave on it?"

"What else?" Kate turned back to the cashier and handed over her money for two sodas and a giant fry. Gathering her goodies she headed back to the table. "Pony, of course."

Her smile widened as she pictured the tasteful engraving above the flap. Reaching out she snagged her first fry and swirled it into the cheese before popping it into her mouth. "Sounds lovely, and damn that’s good,” she moaned as she took a bite of fry and cheese.

Dunking her own fry she washed down the molten hot orange cheese with a slurp of Diet Coke. "Of course now I'm going to have to get something for the pain in the ass too."

Elena watched as Kate's eyes lit up in concentration. No matter how her friend denied the love of shopping she was freakishly good at it. "So whatcha think would work for a walking carpet?? Lawn mower?? Super sharp shaver?? Weed eater?"

"Ha-ha, snot." She loaded up a super crispy one and chewed around the remarks exploding in her head. She liked her little furry beast, dammit. "I think I might get him a necklace."

Elena's head tilted a sneaky grin on her face. "He likes silk scarves too, the flashier and sparklier the better. Wears them to *absorb the sweat* he says."

"Yeah, but those scarves are too generic." She gnawed on her thumbnail. "I'm going to think about it. See what I find."

"You'll figure it out, you always do Katy." She glanced around the mall, enjoying the normal girl day. "Ya know this is the first time I haven’t been mobbed when out in public?? OF course I don’t have Moptop or  Richie around to start the stampede. It's sorta nice." She turned back to Kate a wistful smile on her lips. "I've missed my girl days."

"Believe me, I feel you sweets. I'm always working then coming home to an empty apartment. It's hella lonely."

Elena's giggle rang out, "Hell I thought you'd be glad to have some quiet. He's not exactly the quiet type ya know."

"Who? Yours or mine?" Kate smirked. "Neither of them know what quiet means." She propped her head in her hand, dragging a soggy, cold fry into the last of the cheese. "I didn't think I'd miss him, but I do." She hated making the admission, but figured Elena was the only one she could talk to about it. Somehow it just couldn't be covered over the phone or in a letter.

She reached out and patted Kate's hand. "I'll keep your secret Tough Katy. He’s something huh? Almost as crazy as Richie, and about as nice too." She smiled over at her friend, who hated admitting to being soft. "Being a girl around him ain’t hard right?"

Kate looked up from her congealed mess and pushed the tray away. "Hell yes, it's hard. I'm no good at the romance department, you know that. Jon and his Slick Mic charm leaves me..." She sucked down a gulp of soda, "Out of sorts."

Elena leaned back and in that one instant couldn't resist. "Bout time you decided to be a girl. Just enjoy it Katydid, he's good for you."

"Yeah, so they say. I started watching MTv just to see him. Now if that isn't sad, I don't know what is."

Elena's brow quirked when Kate admitted to watching TV. She hated TV, said it was a waste of headspace. "Well, Jonny is pretty addictive."

She stuck out her tongue. "Hair Metal is highly amusing though. Some group called Whitesnake cracks me up. But then I get one of their videos at least every hour, so it makes up for it."

Elena chuckled. "Well they won’t release anything new until August hon, but then the videos might play a bit more."

"Oh hell, girl. They would give Jovi a blow job if they could. They are so living off Prayer and Bad Name in the rotations." Kate crossed her legs at the ankles. "Don't tell Jon that I drool over his poodle hair, though. I'll deny it."

Elena's brow's waggled, "I have too much fun threatening him with the barber shears,even offered to get a pair from his dad."

"Great, now he'll never cut it just to spite you. He really likes to stick it to you, Lains."

Elena leaned forward propping her head into her palms. "I've threatened to shave the chest too. I think he's scared of me now." She grinned at the mental pictures of the night he came off stage wringing in sweat, her laughter as she said bare chests gleamed better. "I swear I think he believed me."

"Careful, sweets. He keeps threatening to put you in a box and express ship you home. I'm not entirely sure you'd get air holes in your box."

Elena leaned back laughing. "Yeah I hear its gonna be a steel box with chains." She shook her head, "He don't mean it, he’s just pissy cuz you aren't there all the time."

"Man these seats are bruising my tail bone, let's walk off that fake cheese," she said and grabbed her meager bags compared to the dozen Elena was sporting. "Well, I have this crazy thing called a job. Silly really, not that important at all."

Elena stood and shifted bags until she could carry them easily. "Aww honey I didn't mean that, and well Jon admires that. I've heard him say how independence in a woman is just the biggest turn on. I think if you fell all over him he'd hate it. But he’s a guy, with needs and well...." her voice drawled off as they entered the leather and stationary store. "I think you get him going is all."

"Yeah, well he's 24, a soft breeze would get him going." She perused the shelves. Dinky little Secretary gifts were everywhere, graduations and Father's Day. "Hey, over here; there's some small engraving plates over here for the bag."

Elena sauntered over and studied the plates, then spied one with a few crystal sparklies surrounding the edges. "I’ll give you three guesses which one he would like."

"Hmm, what would a Gypsy like? The bronze one with no adornment, right?" she snorted.

Elena started to giggle. "I so should get that one."

"And watch his pretty face fall?" Kate grinned. "Nah, he'd probably pout for days."

Elena tilted her head and considered it for a few moments. "Well it’s not like he'd know we passed on the sparklies."

"Then I'd have to buy a sparkly one for Jon just to make sure he knew."

Chapter 128

She kissed Richie and pulled her purse over her shoulder. "Girls day out, do you KNOW how long it’s been since we've...." She stood there watching him as she finished getting ready, and nearly ripped her clothes off just to start the day off right a second time that morning. Damn he had been something that morning, all hot hard and ready. Maybe hearing Jon and Kate all night was a good thing, maybe she needed to buy a recorder and record the sounds for a later date. As he straightened she grinned and wrinkled her nose as her hand reached out. "I wanna shop."

Richie stretched out on the bed, letting the sheet ride low on his waist. Watching his lovely bride fight the urge to hop back on top of him drew the devil out. He scratched low on his belly, letting his legs open wider so the sheet showed just what she would be missing underneath. "Just what kind of shopping are we doin'  there darlin'?"

He rolled to find his pants on the floor, letting the sheet go even lower until the dark hairs just above his cock came into view. He flipped open his wallet and pulled out his AmEx. He held it out and pulled it back just as she was about to take it.

She almost whimpered as he teased her eyes with his body. "Umm girl shopping, clothes stuff," she shrugged, "Just, hell I dunno baby, stuff." She reached out again only to have the card pulled back again, nearly tumbling her to the bed. "Richie!!"

"Gonna buy something for me?" He stuck it between his teeth and bent his knee up so the sheet barely covered his semi. He gave her a c'mere finger.

Her eyes heated, she couldn't help herself as her purse dropped to the floor and she slipped onto the bed. "Maybe, if you’re a good boy."

He leaned forward, nabbing her hand to pull it to his already aching cock. Even after a morning full of bed denting sex, he wanted her again. He lifted his chin to pass her the card. "Something black and lacy with lots of easy access." He nipped her chin. "Preferably with that thong action I've been seeing in the stores."

Her hand wrapped around his length and began to slide and glide slowly, one finger as always flicking against the head as she grinned. Her free hand reached for and nabbed the little plastic card, a wicked grin on her lips. "Black lacy thong action. Got it." She leaned in for a kiss then stood. "I'll see ya in a couple hours?"

When she pulled back he reached and missed. "Damn, sneaky woman." He huffed out a breath. "You're going to take care of this when you get home right?"

She winked before turning. "More than likely, with black lace at that." Striding to the door she turned to blow him a kiss. "Miss me." Opening the door she slipped out, knowing he'd be asleep before she even knocked on Kate’s door.

Kate hooked her arm over the seat of the chair in the middle of the room. Playing doctor required a little more room to move than the King sized bed in their suite. Especially when she had to have complete access to him from every angle and vice-versa. "Who's there?" she called, looking for her bathrobe. "Shit, Jon where'd you toss my--Oop, got it." she snatched it off the bar. Hmm...she'd have to play on the bar again tonight, it was the perfect height for him to--

The pounding became more insistent.

She stared at Jon's ass, he was stretched out on the floor, naked as could be, the comforter under him instead of over him. "Would you make yourself decent?"

Elena rolled her eyes at the murmuring in the room and pounded on the door before calling out, "COME ON Katydid, Times a wasting girl." To be sure she wasn't still screwing, hell even her and Jon had to come up for air eventually.

"Jon!" She nearly shouted. "Lain's at the door, cover up!"

Jon rolled over, rolling the cover with him then propped his head on his hands, his eyes burning with laughter. "Better?"

Tearing her eyes from the mussed hair and white comforter barely covering him, she cinched her robe. "Sure if you don't mind Elena seeing next to all of you."

His laughter snorted from him gently. "Baby she tours with us, she has learned how to avert the eyes, that is when she's actually looking anywhere that doesn’t involve Rich." He glanced at the door as it nearly trembled with her pounding. "Persistent little thing isn’t she?"

She opened the door. "Sweet baby Jesus, Lains...relax."

She leaned back, her hands going to her waist. "Relax?? Relax?? Its Girls day out, All things with Boy parts are just illegal." Her dark eyes swept over Kate's mussed hair and then peeked around her to the man on the floor half wrapped in a cover before skittering back to Kate, "And I left a hard and wanting man and you're not ready... should I come back?" She started laughing as Jon started making whimpering moaning sounds. Rolling her eyes at Kate she muttered, “What did you do to him? Where’s the bear?"

"The only bear in this room is the rug on the floor." She smirked down at Jon. "Give me five minutes to shower and we're outta here." She snagged a handful of clothes from her suitcase and closeted herself in.

Elena slipped in and closed the door, wouldn’t do for a fan to wander by and see Jon on the floor obviously naked except for a downy comforter. "So feeling better are we Mr. Bongiovi?"

Jon rolled back over, careful to keep the cover over the more important pieces of skin. "Nothing like your own personal doctor to make what ails ya go away Teensy. Did you two sleep well?" His grin was devious as he hoped he'd kept them up all night.

Elena snorted. "I should thank you really, for being up all night that is."

Jon snorted, his eyes moving to the bathroom door. Well hell he'd just have to try harder tonight.

Kate twisted her wet hair up into a braid, blasting her bangs with the hair dryer. A few deft swipes of mascara and a quick brush of her teeth, she tugged on jeans and a cropped sweater. Opening the door, she peeked out. "Everyone still alive?"

Elena glanced up and snorted. "Awww man I'd never hurt MopTop, that’s you're job." She waggled her brows and moved to Kate and wrapped her in a hug. "Now come on, that mall is calling our name girl"

"Yeah, yeah. God, how'd I get talked into this last night?"

Elena giggled, "Cuz you like to shop?"

"I hate to shop! You like to shop."

She patted Kate's back easily. "Ok I'll keep your secret, that’s right, it’s me that likes to shop." Grabbing Kate's hand she grinned, "I have the card, let’s see if we can dent it."

Squatting down, she pressed her lips to Jon's, letting herself linger for a second longer than she intended. Starting a second kiss, she drew back. "Maybe I'll find something to drive you wild with." Standing she hooked her arm into the crook of Elena's. "All right, let's head out. I'm starving."

Chapter 127

His pace increased as the grunts filtered into the air between them. He wanted, he needed, and he damned well would have all of her, She made him complete, centered him, took him away from the insanity of screaming women. He felt his cock expand, knew he was nearly there, and needed her to meet him in that place where only they existed. Brushing his thumb harder along her clit, he muttered, "Cum with me baby, cum with me."

Conscious of her surroundings and the way her body betrayed her so easily with this man. She was always in control of her life and her body, but two feet away from this man and she went haywire. Her fingers gripped his ass as he drove himself full tilt into her. "Jonny," her head fell back as he gripped her hips. The bruising passion jolted into her., making her see him for the first time as the man that maybe wanted something more from her.

He continued to tilt upwards, filling her as she tightened around him, his eyes nearly crossing at how wonderful her tight confines felt around his sensitive cock. He threw his head back, a gentle roar escaping him as he felt her walls clamp down, felt the seeping of her moment around him as she began to flow. He knew in that instant that no other woman would ever give him that feeling, and determined to find a way to make her secure in all that she felt. His head dropped to her shoulder as his body stilled, his seed filling her deeply, while he panted to catch his breath. "Wow, love, just ..I'll have to bring ya elevator hopping more often."

"I don't know if I'll live through another floor." She let her leg drop to the carpeting. When he reached for the stop button to resume their climb she slapped his hand. "Mind if I get dressed first there, Sugar?"

His brows waggled as cerulean blues scanned her flushed naked form. "But I like you like this." His grin was wicked as one calloused finger brushed over her skin; "but yeah get dressed, don't want anyone else catching this particular view.

He stepped back to adjust his own clothing only to be caught by a fit of excessive coughing, to the point it nearly took his breath. "Fuck see? You take my breath away." He cleared his throat and straightened, and let his smile coast back onto his lips. "You are one wild lady Katy."

Forgetting her undressed state she stepped forward. "Dammit, Jon." When he tried to angle away from her, she grabbed his jaw. "Don't make it any harder on yourself. Open up."

His brow arched upwards as the very doctory tone echoed in her voice. Gone was the bright sparkle of loving, she had turned into all business. One thing he had learned the last few months, Kate on a doctor bent was not a person to be fucked with. Lowering himself slightly by bending his knees he opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, then flicked the tongue at her. Damn she was still fucking formidable, even now.

Trying not to laugh when he went from ahh to teasing she wrinkled her nose. "You can play with that later." Frowning, she pulled him to the light. "How long have you been coughing? And is it always dry like that?"

He tried to talk with her hand at his throat, and felt like he was in a dentists chair. his words when they came were garbled but understood in doctor world. "Couple months off and on.. and yeah, always dry. I feel ok usually, its just.. shit stress babe, that’s all."

Pulling him down by his fluffy hair she kissed him, sweet and slow to take the edge off the exam. "I worry, it's my job." She wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him in. When he folded himself around her, the grip of his fingers at her back heightened the worry. Even just coming in to visit, she could see what Jon went through in a night, how many people depended on him. "I want to check into something before I leave tomorrow. See if some research I've been developing will help you at all."

He tightened the hug, his eyes darkening at the worry already shadowing her pretty emerald eyes. "Spit it out Kate, not like you to hold back."

"I don't want to get your hopes up, unless I know it's safe."

He nodded at that but managed a snort of laughter. "I meant what did ya see when you looked into that talented throat of mine honey." His eyes scanned her face as his heart fisted. What was she hiding that she wouldn't answer. Too many relied on him, it better not be bad.

She bit on her bottom lip. "I'm no vocal cord expert, though it has become a specialty lately." She smoothed her hand down his chest. "Not sure why I would do so much research," she mused with a wink. "But the tissue damage is pretty severe. It really needs at least five days--"

Jon's eyes rolled, Five days? I don’t have five fucking minutes. his voice was gruff, but gentle as he pulled her closer. "Not exactly something I can do katy."

"In a perfect world where you listen to your doctor, I'd say five days of absolute rest, both your body and your voice. But we don't live in that perfect world. I'll tell you one thing, you gotta stop straining." She tugged her jeans back on and righted her tanktop. Slapping the button herself, the elevator resumed. "I know you want to be the passionate singer, i can see it now that I've actually seen you in action, but those screams. Baby, you gotta protect yourself for the rest of the tour."

He winced as he wrapped his arm around her to guide her to their

room. "the fans expect it Kate, I can't short them their show."

She stopped him. "What about the ones that won't be able to hear you at all because you blow a chord?" Trying to lessen the lecture value of their discussion, she fussed with his belt loops. "I'm not busting your ass, Sugar. I only want you to make it through the tour with as little damage as possible."

He dropped a kiss onto the top of her head and smiled."I know baby, and I'll try, just not sure exactly how to do it. We dont get time off til July babe."

Determined to figure out if her new procedure would work she dipped her finger into the front of his jeans. "Enough shop talk, I want you naked. I have to pack weeks of you and me and various positions into two days." As he unlocked the door, she flipped open the little button at the top of his faded jeans. "Maybe I need to do a full fledged exam of every," she cupped him, her smirk greedy. "Last inch," she purred and followed the line of his shaft with her palm until he was hard and full in her hand.

Chapter 126

Kate snuggled down into his chest. The ride had been a quiet one; both of them a little uncertain since she'd opened her stupid mouth and said the L word. God, what had she been thinking? She didn't mean to say it, sure as hell hadn't meant it be pillow...er, leather talk. But hell. It was too late to snatch them back.




As the limo pulled up, she pulled away, straightening her tank top and pulling her sweater out of her bag. Was she really ready to start throwing that word around? Would he expect more from her? She peeked over her shoulder and went back to ruffling through her bag when he just simply watched her. "You're being awfully quiet."




His eyebrows waggled as a grin slid onto his lips. She'd finally said it! He felt his soul soar as he took a dip in the hallelujah chorus pool. He'd waited so long for her to finally see she felt the same as he and she'd finally admitted it. God damn life couldn’t get much better. Throwing a wink her way he stretched, "I'm enjoying the view, enjoying the moment and reveling in my girl. Nothing wrong in that babe."






"Yeah well, knock it off, you're creepin' me out." When he just continued to grin she elbowed him. "Seriously, stop it."




His hands flashed out quicker than a snake strike and pulled her onto his chest. "But you're so cute when you're all flustered." He wanted to hear it again, somewhere deep needed to hear it again. As he moved in closer to her ear he tilted his head sideways, a soft cough escaping him. Turning his head back towards her ear he whispered heatedly. "Say it again."




Ignoring the teasing glint in his eyes, she frowned. "Jon, are you feeling okay?" She turned to him, her thumb sliding over his jawline and around his throat. She gently traced his throat, watching his eyes heat. "You are not getting turned on by me checking out your throat are you?"




His eyes widened as the blue of his eyes darkened. "Who me?" His hands slipped over her spine as he turned his lips into her neck and nibbled, "I always get turned on when ya touch me Katy."




Rolling her eyes she pulled back. "I'm serious, Jon." When he coughed again, she opened the door to the limo and headed into the hotel, with his hand in hers. "They take care of the bags, right?"


He scooted up behind her, wrapping his arms tight to her. "Ah yeah, they get paid for that."




In full on doctor mode, she caught the next elevator and pushed him back against the wall. His fingers went for her waistline and tugged her sweater up. She slapped at his hands. "Open up, Sugar."




His eyes widened as she pushed him against the wall, a smirky grin creeping onto his firm lips as he twisted, getting her against the wall, "Maybe after you." His hands slipped to her jeans to undo the button, one hand reaching out to hit the stop button located to the left of them. "Ever had fun in an elevator babe?"




Kate blushed. She so wasn't going there about elevators. Nearly every new resident had a...well, she'd been in them a few times. "Elevators are--" She was cut off as those rather talented lips caught hers. He sounded rough around the edges. His voice was deeper and more guttural as they'd talked tonight. She really should...Good, god. She sighed against his mouth as his hand slid lower, cupping her.




The resident who'd groped her at St Theresa's during her first year hadn't done that. And he definitely hadn't..."Sweet baby Jesus."




His fingers slipped under her waistband and delved lower as his thumb brushed lightly across her curls. "Elevators are fun baby." He leaned in, his whiter than white teeth nibbling over her shoulder as he groaned. Damn, no matter how many times he touched her, it just made him want to touch her more. HE could have cared less if they were in the middle of a crowd, he had to touch, had to center himself in the heat that was her.




Nipping along her shoulder, he felt her zipper give and slide lower, allowing him the chance to quickly slip a finger into the heated core of her, his lips moving quickly to take hers in a kiss.


Her breath hitched as she fumbled to hold onto something. He dragged one knee up to change her angle, as two fingers slid into her. She wrapped her arm around his shoulder and held on as he curled his middle finger inside of her and stroked. Her eyes widened and her body trembled. "Jon?" she gasped.




It was too fast, too much...She tangled her fingers in his hair and pulled him in for a desperate kiss. She couldn't come this soon again. It wasn't--She cried out.




A grin skated onto his lips as he slid his hand over her slacks, pushing them down lower before undoing his own jeans. Lifting her other leg he wrapped it securely around his waist as he pushed her into the elevator wall, angling quickly to slide home. "God I need you, I need the feel of ...." He groaned as she tightened around him, his mind emptying of all thought but the feel of the woman surrounding him.




"We're going to kill each other," she moaned against his shoulder, burying her forehead there as she held on. As he shimmied his hips, she smiled. A laugh bubbled up when he nipped at her lower lip and slammed her into the padded wall. "Jesus, Jon."




His lips captured hers in a searing kiss as his hands ghosted along her sides to her breasts. Brushing calloused thumbs over her pert nubs he groaned. "Well someone will be the death of someone, but it won’t be us baby." He widened his stance and pushed up, hitting deeper, loving the vice hard clench of his woman. She'd only touched his throat and he was ready. She knew how to send him and all of it wrapped in her stubborn non belief of her feelings.