Excitement rushed through the woman as the men settled in to do the new song they planned with Big and Rich.
The song started with a quick tempo and as it progressed Cheyenne felt herself tapping her feet to the beat.
She turned excited eyes to Obie.
“I love it! The fans are going to go crazy!”
Stacey was tapping as well, her head nodding.
“This is gonna be a hit! Who would have imagined, your band and mine coming together!”
We got it going on
We’ll be bangin’ and sangin’ just like the Rolling Stones
We’re gonna shake up your souls
We’re gonna rattle your bones
We got it going on
Getting down with Big & Rich and Richie and Jon
Just bangin’ and sangin
Why don’t you all come along..
Obie smiled at the two jiggling woman sitting next to him.
“I’m glad to see the boys managed to get the rhythm going with this song. Personally I think this could be a great anthem song.”
‘Yeah! I think you’re right!”
The song finished and Big Kenny and John joined them . The band kept going with some of the new songs.
Jon’s voice came over the speaker.
Ok, guys let try our single. I think we finally nailed it so lets do this!”
The song started with Jon and Richie’s guitars, a slow rhythm, totally the opposite of the previous song.
Cheyenne stood mesmerized by Jon’s voice. It was strong and emotional, tugging at your heart, making you want to cry.
If you stay hey I got a plan
You want to make a memory
You want to steal a piece of time
You can sing the melody to me
And I could write a couple lines
You want to make a memory.
She realised a tear running down her face when Big Kenny nudged her lightly.
“He does have a way with words doesn’t he?”
She wiped the tear away, smiling at him, feeling like a complete idiot.
“That’s why I’ve always loved the band, they know how to reach the audience and pull them in. They sing about love, losing it, standing up for yourself, fighting for your existence, coping through hard times and don’t forget the humor in the songs as well.”
Big Kenny had a far away look in his eyes.
“So you started out as a fan? How did you two meet?”
“She knocked me right off my feet.”
Cheyenne turned around and found Jon leaning against the doorframe.
She sighed, relieved that she didn’t have to answer that. She wasn’t sure what to answer people if they ask that particular question.
“So you met her at a show?”
“Yeah, she won tickets. I don’t usually fall for fans, but this one had my attention since the first moment I laid eyes on her.”
‘Well I have been panting after you for years, so I’m glad you returned the favor.”
She threw him a saucy glance and didn’t miss the darkening of his eyes.
Richie came in, scooping Stacey into his arms, kissing her as he slid her down.
Big Kenny turned towards Jon again.
“We are hitting a bar tonight. Maybe you and the boys …and girls of cause ..can join us and have a good time. We could even jam a bit. What do you say?”
“That sounds great.” Richie accepted for them.
“So we see you all tonight then?”
Everyone nodded.
“Well, see you later!”
John greeted and walked out. Big Kenny smiled, saluting them, his eyes resting on Cheyenne for a moment, turned and walked out.
Richie frowned as he caught the look Big Kenny gave Cheyenne. Tico, David and Richie turned worried looks to each other.
~~~~
It was a long, hot day and Cheyenne fell on the bed. She needed a cool shower to feel like a human being again.
Jon and the guys were wrapping up their days’ work and she and Stacey decided to come back and get ready for the evening.
Clouds promised to bring some release from the heat. The fresh smell of rain was in the air.
Just as Cheyenne walked from the shower the first thunder cracked through the air and rain started pouring down.
Cheyenne applied her make up and started drying her hair when Jon walked in.
Tiredness was written all over his face.
“Hey, baby.”
She turned around and what a beautiful sight!
Rain plastered his hair to his face, his shirt clinging to his muscled frame.
Cheyenne stood frozen, taking in this incredible sight. He was pure pleasure to look at, her heart started galloping like a wild horse.
“What’s wrong baby?”
She walked closer, her eyes never leaving his face.
“Do you know how incredibly sexy you are all wet from the rain? Your shirt sticking to you like that?” She reached out and stroked his wet skin on his fore arms.
Her eyes dilated and a soft flush spread on her cheeks.
Jon stood there, his arms hanging next to his sides, bottled water in his hand.
Jon felt his blood boiling as he saw her aroused state. The bottle thudded to the thick carpet.
Her eyes skimmed over his chest, enjoying the snugness of his shirt as it sticks to his skin.
The rain and his scent mixed giving him an earthy smell. She closed her eyes letting it flood her senses.
Jon felt her hands shaking slightly, fighting the urge to rip the towel off, holding his breath watching, waiting to see Cheyenne’s next move.
With her eyes closed she relied on all her other senses. She knew every plane of his gorgeous body, feeling his wet fur tingling her sensitive palms, smelling him, hearing his ragged breath rushing from his lips. She waited …yeah there it was.. his familiar growl.
Her hands moved inside his shirt, her lips tucked at his nipples….his groan vibrated through his body. A jolt of energy rushed through his veins, the tiredness from earlier forgotten.
Cheyenne’s hand gripped his throbbing bulge, unzipping it, it sprang free. She caressed his silky shaft, feeling his wetness on her fingertips.
Jon’s eyes burned into hers.
“Baby I can’t take anymore of this…”
Her hands moved up to his wet hair, raking trough it forcing his head towards her.
The kiss was searing hot, their tongues duelling, their breaths mingled, became one.
His hand gripped her ass, pressing her into his throbbing shaft. Her hips rubbed against him and his desperate groan rushed into her mouth.
“I want you to make love to me..right now…like this.” Her lips were swollen and her eyes on fire.
Jon backed her up, ripping the towel from her, the cold wall hit her back.
Her hands were in his shirt, rubbing his chest.
He lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist. His eyes were two black coals and his full lips slightly swollen. Her arms went around his neck and she relaxed waiting for his welcoming heat inside her.
Jon’s mind was in a rush, the look on Cheyenne’s face when he walked in drove him to instant lust and her words ripped the little restraint he had right out of him.
He pushed into her, feeling her walls all wet and hot on him. He drove into her wildly, his hips pressing her into the wall. His teeth found the sensitive spot in her neck, nibbling at her, licking her scent from skin.
The sudden rush through her made her scream and her hands flew to his hair, pulling at it forcing him to lift his mouth for her to devour.
He exploded into her with such force, his body quivered from his violent release.
He opened his eyes and she saw his eyes changed colour again. The coal blackness turned into a sated aqua.
“I love you..God you are going to be the death of me.”
“Naaw I don’t think so, you are stronger than you think…..did you know your eyes changes color with every mood? I can read your emotions just by looking at your stunning eyes..”
“Well, what do they say now?” She slipped to the floor slowly, her legs still feeling a bit wobbly.
“It says you just had a steamy session and you are completely satisfied.”
“Oh you read me like a book, honey. You got that all from my eyes? Hell! Are we taking a shower? We are going to be late AGAIN!”
“Well it was worth it!’
She undressed him as far as they walked , a trail of clothes leading the way to the bathroom.
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