Chapter 3
Three
Devon
After helping each other dry off we walked naked into the bedroom and dove for the bed. “It is so nice to have a king-sized bed,” I said with a sigh and spread my legs wide taking up as much room as I could, just because I could.
Johnny turned to face me and propped his head up on his hand. “Thank you,” he said, and leaned in for a kiss.
“You’re welcome. Tell me again what I did so I can do it another time.” I brushed his hair back from his forehead. He was relaxed, the constant lines he had between his brows were gone, and he looked like he did after being thoroughly fucked.
“You had the great idea to take a bath. I can’t tell you when I’ve taken the time to use a tub in one of the places we’ve stayed. Not that we’ve stayed at many places like this.” He grinned.
Scooting closer to him I ran my hand down his chest and brushed it against his dick that was again starting to take notice. “I know something else that would help you relax although it does require a little work first.” Leaning in, I swirled my tongue around his nipple making him hiss.
“I’m up for a little workout,” he said and rolled over on top of me. “You make me want you every minute we’re together.”
My eyes slid shut as he lifted himself up just enough to grip both of us in his hand.
His hips started to move, and he palmed both heads gathering what precum he could for a small amount of lubrication, but our skin was still damp enough from the bath that every touch was exactly what I needed.
“Johnny, I won’t last long,” I groaned. The feel of his skin and the weight of him on me while his hard dick rubbed against mine was wonderful and exciting, and like it had never been with anyone else.
He kissed me and even when his hips faltered neither of us stopped moving.
I rolled us over, so I was on top and gripped us with him until he let go.
As he stretched his arms above him, his long blond hair fanned out above his head, and with both eyes closed, he looked sexier than I could ever describe but I needed to remember for as long as I lived.
“I love you,” I whispered before kissing him again just as he started to come.
“Devon,” he groaned on my lips as his hips stuttered, and his release coated him. The difference in sensation sent me following behind him and adding to what was already on his chest. I held myself above him but leaned down to kiss him one more time.
“Stay right there,” I said and hurried to the bathroom. Before I had a chance to dampen a towel, he was there with me.
“Let’s take a quick shower,” he said with a sleepy smile and a kiss to my cheek.
“Oh god what time is it?” Johnny said as he bolted up in bed.
“You’ve been asleep for twenty minutes,” I said and forced myself not to laugh. “The guys want to know if we want to order food.”
“Yes please,” he mumbled.
“Good because we already did. I figured if you were out for the night there wasn’t any reason for me to go hungry,” I said, earning a swat with his pillow.
“Thank you,” he mumbled before nodding off again.
After watching him sleep for a while, I slipped out of bed and dressed in some baggy shorts and a t-shirt. “Pizza here yet?” I asked Jeremy who was sitting on a stool at the kitchen island.
“No, but soon. I’m watching on the tracker; they’re just down the street.”
“Perfect timing,” I said and took a seat.
“So, do you and Johnny have plans for our time off?” Jeremy asked.
“Maybe,” I said and tried not to smile.
“Tell him,” Mateo said when he walked in and sat next to me.
“Tell me what?” Johnny said as he stumbled out of the bedroom, hair sticking up on one side, eyes half open, and a red mark on his cheek where his hand had been resting while he slept.
“Nothing,” the three of us said as one before laughing.
Johnny took a deep breath before walking over to the refrigerator. “Pizza should be here any minute,” I said just as Jeremy jumped up and ran to the door.
“Perfect timing,” Mateo said, and I hoped Johnny didn’t press for details about what we were talking about when he walked in the room.
Johnny slid onto the stool next to me and passed me a beer. “Really?” Neither of us drank while we were playing. It ended up causing way more issues than it was worth.
“We have a few days before Rocktoberfest. Today’s already a wash. Let’s relax and hit practice hard tomorrow,” he said.
“That sounds great.” I took a drink and relaxed a little bit more and appreciated how important it was to take a break from the music as it was to practice.
“If you’d told me three months ago, we’d be sitting in this kick ass house eating pizza and not rushing off to practice or a gig, I would have told you to fuck off,” Mateo said around a mouthful of pizza after Jeremy put it on the island.
“I know it’s been a rough few months, but it’s been worth it. We’re playing Rocktoberfest,” Johnny said and chose his piece of pizza.
It had been rough, but with Johnny and the guys it wasn’t that bad, and the nights were definitely better sharing a bed with him.
He grinned at me, and I would have sworn he’d read my mind, but more than likely he was still blissed out from being thoroughly fucked and the nap he’d had.
Either way, I loved that grin and I wouldn’t mind repeating this afternoon again tomorrow.