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iPhone. I plopped it in and flipped to the first song. It was Rick Springfield, I’ve Done Everything for You .
I had forgotten that I downloaded his greatest hits album after that night with Billy on stage. I couldn’t seem to get the Jessie’s Girl song out of my head. Oh well , I shrugged. This song is as good as any I suppose.
I didn’t think anyone was around except Jeromy and me, so I danced around like a fool, mouthing the words as if I was really singing the song, trying my best to be seductive. I remembered seeing the moves in some movie and I tried my best to mimic them, to try and turn Jeromy on.
What I didn’t know is that directly above me was Brick, who ran the band’s website. He was in Billy’s office upstairs and had a bird’s eye view of the whole show.
After my little dance for Jeromy, I walked over to him. He was lazing on a lawn chair with a big smile on his face. I came over to him and sat on his lap. I threw all of my weight onto him, forcing him to lay all of the way back.
“Did you like my dance?” I asked Jeromy seductively.
But before he could answer I leaned in and began to kiss him. I ground my body against his as he pulled me into him even tighter, deepening our kiss.
After we made love in the lawn chair, I looked around, worried that someone might have been able to see it. But Billy’s yard was big and covered with swarms of trees so I felt like I was safe from prying eyes.
Chapter 6 - Betrayed By My Dreams
That night as I fell asleep securely in Jeromy’s arms, I must have had been thinking of Billy for some reason because the thought of his sinfully delicious body crept into my dreams.
In my dream I accidentally brushed up against him as he walked past me in the living room. Without saying a word he came up behind me and our bodies started swaying to the song that was playing only in our heads.
He briskly turned me around to face him, while his hips continued rocking into mine. I licked my lips in anticipation of his kiss -- A kiss that never came. He instead grabbed the back of my head and pulled it back as he started licking my neck lustfully, just as Jeromy had done before in the dressing room. I moaned in pleasure. A tide of tempestuous, erotic desire invaded my body.
Still holding my hair, he pulled my head back up, and then forced me closer to him. We didn’t say a word or make a move. We simply gazed at each other.
“I want you,” he muttered around my lips. My heart sped at his touch. “I want inside you,” he growled in my ear. My body desperately wanted that too.
“No, I can’t. I just can’t,” I said to him softly as I tried to pull away. He grabbed my arm forcefully and pulled me back to him. His eyes blazing with desire he huskily said, “I don’t recall asking.” And with that I melted into his arms. He flipped me over and kissed me from the nape of my neck down my back slowly. I wanted him to take me now, but he took things at his own leisurely place. I gasped, overwhelmed by pleasure.
The dream must have stirred something in me because I unknowingly put my hand on Jeromy’s crotch and squeezed. My hands bearing down on his private parts woke him up and as he heard me moaning, he just decided to go with it.
While my body was screaming for Jeromy to take me, somehow in my sleep induced haze, my mind replaced the image of Jeromy with Billy. I was technically awake but overcome with confusion and a desire I had not felt before.
The next morning Jeromy had to get up for his first day of work at his new job. He rolled over to kiss me good morning like he always did and as I opened my eyes I noticed he had the biggest grin on his face. My groggy mind was trying to recall what he could possibly be so happy about this early in the morning, when he whispered “Last night was great. You really know how to send a guy off to work on a good note.”
Oh God! Last night really happened. I grimaced as I remembered the events of the
I had forgotten that I downloaded his greatest hits album after that night with Billy on stage. I couldn’t seem to get the Jessie’s Girl song out of my head. Oh well , I shrugged. This song is as good as any I suppose.
I didn’t think anyone was around except Jeromy and me, so I danced around like a fool, mouthing the words as if I was really singing the song, trying my best to be seductive. I remembered seeing the moves in some movie and I tried my best to mimic them, to try and turn Jeromy on.
What I didn’t know is that directly above me was Brick, who ran the band’s website. He was in Billy’s office upstairs and had a bird’s eye view of the whole show.
After my little dance for Jeromy, I walked over to him. He was lazing on a lawn chair with a big smile on his face. I came over to him and sat on his lap. I threw all of my weight onto him, forcing him to lay all of the way back.
“Did you like my dance?” I asked Jeromy seductively.
But before he could answer I leaned in and began to kiss him. I ground my body against his as he pulled me into him even tighter, deepening our kiss.
After we made love in the lawn chair, I looked around, worried that someone might have been able to see it. But Billy’s yard was big and covered with swarms of trees so I felt like I was safe from prying eyes.
Chapter 6 - Betrayed By My Dreams
That night as I fell asleep securely in Jeromy’s arms, I must have had been thinking of Billy for some reason because the thought of his sinfully delicious body crept into my dreams.
In my dream I accidentally brushed up against him as he walked past me in the living room. Without saying a word he came up behind me and our bodies started swaying to the song that was playing only in our heads.
He briskly turned me around to face him, while his hips continued rocking into mine. I licked my lips in anticipation of his kiss -- A kiss that never came. He instead grabbed the back of my head and pulled it back as he started licking my neck lustfully, just as Jeromy had done before in the dressing room. I moaned in pleasure. A tide of tempestuous, erotic desire invaded my body.
Still holding my hair, he pulled my head back up, and then forced me closer to him. We didn’t say a word or make a move. We simply gazed at each other.
“I want you,” he muttered around my lips. My heart sped at his touch. “I want inside you,” he growled in my ear. My body desperately wanted that too.
“No, I can’t. I just can’t,” I said to him softly as I tried to pull away. He grabbed my arm forcefully and pulled me back to him. His eyes blazing with desire he huskily said, “I don’t recall asking.” And with that I melted into his arms. He flipped me over and kissed me from the nape of my neck down my back slowly. I wanted him to take me now, but he took things at his own leisurely place. I gasped, overwhelmed by pleasure.
The dream must have stirred something in me because I unknowingly put my hand on Jeromy’s crotch and squeezed. My hands bearing down on his private parts woke him up and as he heard me moaning, he just decided to go with it.
While my body was screaming for Jeromy to take me, somehow in my sleep induced haze, my mind replaced the image of Jeromy with Billy. I was technically awake but overcome with confusion and a desire I had not felt before.
The next morning Jeromy had to get up for his first day of work at his new job. He rolled over to kiss me good morning like he always did and as I opened my eyes I noticed he had the biggest grin on his face. My groggy mind was trying to recall what he could possibly be so happy about this early in the morning, when he whispered “Last night was great. You really know how to send a guy off to work on a good note.”
Oh God! Last night really happened. I grimaced as I remembered the events of the
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