Chapter 43

He slid into the limo and couldn't stop the smirk as he watched the woman sitting the corner.

"Gettin' cold feet?"

"No what would make you say that ? "Geena winced as her voice cracked. Oh you don’t make me nervous with that smirk, not one bit. She forced a slight smile to her face as she tried to relax, her mind screaming Liar liar pants on fire.

He slid closer, and tried to not laugh, "Wouldn't be that crack in the voice, oh no."

Geena closed her eyes for a moment Get a grip girl "I'm fine, really "

Before she had a chance to think, he tugged her into his lap and around to face him. "Ya hate losing huh? Well so do I. I love winning." His hand crooked around her neck as he pulled her in for a kiss. "So I do whatever it takes to get what I want."

"You are a bad boy you know that taking my words and using them against me," Geena scolded good naturedly. Oh wait, he does whatever he wants to get what he wants? He wants me again? Oh God he wants me AGAIN. The thought did more to relax her than anything else as she slid closer to him, her hips arching slightly against his groin. “And I do love me some bad boy.”

“Glad to hear you like the bad boys, cuz baby Jonny can be all bad when he wants to be.” His hands slipped up under that flowing skirt she wore as he chuckled, "Besides, remember, you agreed to it Darlin."

"Yea but I didn't think you would actually play though songs especially Roulette and Diamond Ring. I thought I had the thing in the bag so to speak. Not that I’m complaining, because I’m not." Geena moaned and wiggled as his touch threatened to set her on fire again.

He chuckled, "We've done Ring a bit through the years. It's not that rare."

"Yea but never when I went to see you, you always seemed to do that song in the town before or after, but never when I saw you live." Geena grinned as she slipped her hand under the black tee shirt "You should wear black more often."

One finger slid through slick folds and in, only to slide out and in again. For the life of him he couldn't figure out what it was about this woman that had him acting like a kid again. He hadn't played fast and loose in the back of a limo in what seemed like forever.

He pulled her into his chest, his lips coasting over her cheek. "If oldies get me this each time you come to a show, I'll sing the entire fuckin' catalogue sweetness."

A soft moan escaped her lips as she pulled his shirt up , leaning in to lick his nipple before looking up. "If you sing the whole catalogue then you'll never get rid of me." Her head dipped back down as she took his nipple back between her teeth to tug as she rubbed herself against his swollen erection.

Now why didn't that statement bother him? Had any other woman spoken the words he would have had the limo driver going into over drive in the opposite direction, but with Geena, all he wanted to do was figure a way to ride her into exhaustion through the night.

His hips moved to match her wiggles, his hand keeping up a slow and easy pace as he plundered the depths of her inner walls, and when she slid back and between his legs his head thudded against the seat rest with a groan.

"I owe you something don't I?" Geena purred as she pulled away and slid down to the floor, her hands unzipping his jeans fluidly. "I can't wait to taste you," she murmured as she leaned down to lick the sensitive part of his cock.

His low growl turned into silence as his eyes closed and his hands twined into her hair. Coughing slightly to regain his voice he nodded. "I do believe that’s right."

Geena grinned and looked up, noting his rapid breaths and lax lips. "Something wrong ?" Her hands continued the gentle up and down motion when her mouth stopped.

"Yup, you moved your lips." His grin quirked upwards, "Was enjoying that baby."

"Oh you mean this?" Geena dipped her head taking him fully in her mouth again as her head began to bob down then up then back down again.

"Oh fuck yeah." He felt his soul tip to the left as her mouth turned him to jelly. It only seemed to take moments, but before he know it he felt that building stress that screamed being too close to nirvana. Taking one hand from her hair, he quickly slid into his pocket for their protection.

With a move born of years of working out he pulled her up one handed while sheathing himself in rubber, both hands then lifting her only to slowly lower her upon his cock. At her soft squeak he pulled her in, his lips covered hers, his hips beginning the moves to drive her insane.

Geena didn't believe it could get any better than the night before but she was wrong. Her hands intertwined in his hair, as she covered his mouth with hers. She met him thrust for thrust as the moan built in her throat, falling from her lips with a hiccupped sigh as he changed angles yet again.

His hips continued their assault, one free hand slipped down as his thumb pressed and held on that sweet little button that drove her nuts, his tongue keeping pace with his lips to send her over.

God she wanted to scream but he literally stole the breath away from her. All she could do was hold on for dear life as the sweat started to build. Her heart felt like it was gonna explode as the orgasm continued to slam thru her like a tidal wave crashing into a beach.

He felt the heavenly clench, his arms tightening around her as he made one final thrust upwards. As his hips stilled, he pulled her in, his hand gently stroking along her back. Clearing his throat he managed a slight smile as he felt her body still trembling. "Shhh, It's ok. I got ya."

"I hope-- so because I don't think I can walk," Geena confessed as she struggled to bring her breathing back to normal.