Chapter 21

An hour and a half later she finally walked out with the guys carrying several bags. She couldn’t believe these men, rock gods, had regressed to snickering teenagers in the store.

She’d threatened to leave if they didn’t quit being assholes, they’d stopped, but then they’d started to suggest things for her to try on, she’d nearly run screaming from the shop.

One thing though, walking in with two well known, handsome men was a plus, the girls nearly fell over themselves trying to help her.

She’d got hold of the Love cream collection, before the guys could see! She’d got the strapless and demi bras, the full brief, she laughed these were no Bridget Jones big knickers! Then the briefs and the suspender belt! She loved girly things under clothes and lingerie was her weakness, she’d spent thousands over the years on things like these. Her dresser drawer was like a rainbow of froth! She’d got on a set that matched her emerald eyes under her crimson shirt, hell it sounded naff, but she liked to mix colours!

Richie and Jon were comfortable wandering around, the sales girls were flirting their hearts out, and wondering one woman and two men, both men choosing bits and pieces.

Richie found several things he’d like to see on Gail’s floor, and picked them up. He’d chosen the Nikita range, it was black, there was a bra and a demi, brief, suspender belt and an ouvert, man he really liked these, they had an opening in them, he grinned. He’d also seen a beautiful black French lace kimono; she’d look stunning it, for say all of two minutes, with her black hair falling about her, he talked his dick into staying down and wandered over and gave her it.

Gail blushed when she realised he’d been looking for things for her to wear, his eyes were nearly black, his cheeks a little flushed, he’d given her them then headed back into the shop. She tried the demi, briefs and suspender belt, putting the seamed nylons on and a pair of Belle five-inch-high killer court shoes she’d took off the shop floor to see how things looked on her; she already owned many shoes similar to these. On tying the kimono on she saw a totally different woman looking back at her, she swallowed, he’d got a damn good eye!

 She squeaked as from the other side of the curtain his husky velvet voice asked her, ‘Well, do I get to see what they look like?’

‘Nope!’ Her breath hitched, as much as she wanted to haul his ass behind the curtain and rip his clothes off, she just didn’t do that sort of thing, and she certainly wasn’t comfortable enough to show him the lingerie on her!

‘You mean you’re gonna make me suffer? Hell, no woman!’ That was the only warning she had as the curtain was yanked back and there he stood, stunned into silence and not moving.

Gail tried to back away from the heat in his gaze, she wanted to cover herself, or was that tear them off? She was so damn confused!

Richie just couldn’t believe what he saw, she stood taller than him now, her hair lay on her shoulders, the kimono opened so he could see her breasts lovingly cupped, and pushed upwards by the bra, through the gap, his gaze trailed and he swallowed when he took in the tops of the stockings just under the bottom of the wrap, and those damn heels, his dick went into major alert mode, and he groaned, stepped forward and pulled the curtain closed behind him, Gail scooted back as far as she could, till the cold mirror hit her ass, she gasped as the cold seeped through.

She held up her hands trying to ward him off, but he was like a heat seeking missile, he couldn’t be stopped, his hand reached for her hair and fisted into it, anchoring her as his mouth claimed hers, ravaged it.

His other hand wandered from her shoulder, skimmed her breast, and as much as he wanted to push the wrap and bra from her and take that tight nub in his mouth, he didn’t. He forced it to move on, down her waist to her hip. His long fingers slipped around to her ass, and before she knew his intent, he moved and she found her leg raised and wrapped about his waist. He took the opening and ground himself against her satin covered mound, his erection making its self known!

Gail gave in as his weight settled on her, one hand went to that gorgeous long hair, the other on his shoulder, she moved her leg so it pulled him more against her, and the fire shot through her as she felt his need for her nearly spearing her to the mirror.

His fingers still holding her leg in place started to play with the suspender strap and the top of the stocking. His brain had gone into melt down when her hand mirrored his in his hair, he moved to her throat, giving them both much needed air, his tongue tasted her neck and ear lobe, he moved further away so he could move downwards to her beating chest…………….

‘Excuse me……. I’m sorry…. But, sir you need to leave the dressing area…please.’ Came an embarrassed sounding voice.

Richie straightened and lowered Gail’s leg, holding her upright so she could gain her footing again. ‘Darlin, I swear I’ll be out in a minute or two, but right now I think it’s best if I waited. Otherwise we’ll both get a shock. Nothing will happen darlin, you have my word.’

A small voice, with laughter in it said fine, and the girl wandered off to tell her friends what she’d caught happening, again, when a man saw his woman in their skimpy things, they got hot and bothered and just went for it. They’d had many people trying to get it on in their rooms, par of the course working here.

Chapter 20

Richie nearly had a heart attack, and Jon thought he was on candid camera. ‘What the hell do you mean by that lady?’ Jon’s temper was starting to boil.

‘Well you seemed to be throwing Richie at me, and then you’ve kissed me, so I’m just wondering if you need a masseuse or a hooker.’ Damn they were just too damn easy.

 Richie couldn’t believe what she was saying, how the hell had she jumped to this? Yeah sure he’d made it plain he’d wanted her, and Jon had kissed her, but that was a joke and she’d gotten over that.

‘You really think we’d use you like that?’ He was hurt, and he pouted.

‘Nah, but lord you’re easy!’ She started to chuckle, and with their astounded looks she nearly slid under the table laughing.

It took the men a second to realise they’d been had, ‘You bitch! That wasn’t very nice!’ But, after a second or two both men joined her.

‘Sorry it just presented itself and I couldn’t help it, oh lord your faces were a picture. The way you looked about Jon, I’m sure you thought I’d stashed a camera somewhere!’ She giggled again, and then gasped as Richie wound his hand in her hair again and tugged. ‘Hey bub it’s not a damn choke chain!’

His voice deepened to a rich smooth whiskey, ‘Darlin, if it keeps you in check, then I’ll just have to keep tugging on it.’ Gail’s mouth went dry, he then lent in and kissed her. The whole world receded till it was just the two of them.

Jon sighed, it was going to be a long afternoon! He took out his phone and dialled up his PA, telling her to send a contract to Laurel’s fax, he’d got the number from Mon and a confidentiality agreement too. He wanted it all sorted a.s.a.p. then he phones Mon, telling her what would be arriving and could she be an angel and pop it in an envelope till they got back, or if not, could she bring it to the party tonight and make sure Gail got it. She agreed and asked if they were having a good lunch. He made her laugh when he said if they stopped eating each other, probably.

Gail jerked out of Richie’s arms when she heard him say that, blushing furiously.

Richie just put his arm along behind her and buried his hand under her hair, stroking her nape, trying to get his breathing back under control! He’d nearly dragged her under the fuckin table and made love to her there and then, he couldn’t stand, and he’d impale himself if he tried to get up! What a state to be in and Jon just had this shit eating grin on his face because he knew exactly how she’d gotten to him.

‘So, now we’ve got that little matter settled, let’s finish up here and go blow some cash!’ Jon suggested.

‘Hell, Frank let me finish my drink first, jezz man!’ Richie could have decked him, he knew he couldn’t move just yet, the shit!

‘Aw sorry Dean thought you’d finished.’ And he smirked at Richie.

Gail was oblivious to the undercurrents; she was trying to straighten out her Sambora addled brain yet again! If he could turn her to mush with a kiss, what the hell would happen if they ever made love? Or should she say, have sex, she needed to stop thinking with her heart, it’d only be sex, but from the looks of it she wouldn’t walk straight afterwards. She chuckled out loud and both men looked at her, she blushed a bit and shrugged, not enlightening them to what she’d been thinking.

Ten minutes later Richie was presentable enough to stand, so they headed out, a man on either arm, Gail had numerous envious glances cast her way.

She asked them again if they really wanted to clothes shop or do something else, they both assured her they loved to shop, plus Richie couldn’t wait to see her try stuff on!

On their walk Jon told her about the contracts being sent to Laurel’s and that Mon would make sure she got them tonight. She nodded, she could make an appointment to see her lawyer and get them checked out and back to Jon in a day or so.

The first shop she wanted to go to was Agent Provocateur, but for the life of her she couldn’t bring herself to tell the handsome, hot men with her where she wanted to go! In the end, she just carried on walking till they got to the shop and just stopped. Both men giving her a look till she nodded towards the door, and they both started grinning and couldn’t stop, they’d been in this shop before and brought things, they liked going in there and opened the door and ushered her in.

Chapter 19

They walked into a small bistro near Laurels and headed to the back, away from the glass front, just in case. They took a booth; Richie crowding Gail in so Jon had to sit across from them.

‘Jesus Richie, are you that hungry you had to shove?’ Gail groused, then squirmed as his hand slid onto her thigh, she stopped breathing, damn the man, he was going to torture her all damn lunch!

‘Nope, just didn’t want Frank butting in.’ He winked and squeezed her thigh and watched her pupils dilate till there was hardly any green left; he knew exactly what he was doing. Hoping she’d give in and let him love her.

‘Hey I wouldn’t!’ Jon huffed then grinned, he so would but in. ‘Right let’s get down to business. I want you to come on tour with us, the whole tour.’

Before Gail could ask him anything, the waitress sashayed over to take their orders. They all asked for coke and ordered burgers with everything, fries and Gail asked for a side order of onion rings, making the men laugh and told the girl to make it a large basket for them all to share. Blushing the girl quickly hurried to place their orders, bustling back with the drinks not long after.

‘So why the whole thing? I thought you’d only want me while you’re in the UK?’

Richie held back what he wanted to say about wanting her.

‘Well Joe our normal guy does the whole thing, so for consistencies sake, so would you. Joe’s not likely to make any of this tour, so you’d be doing me a favour in helping us out of this.’

‘Okay, makes sense.’ She waited.

‘You’d have to sign a confidentiality agreement, you know, what happens in the band stays in the band! Plus, I can have the contract for the tour in your hands by the end of day.  Also, your room and equipment will be included in the package. You’d be on call nine till five and then at all concerts. But if anyone needed you at night, you’d have to be available, after a call to you first of course.’

‘Seems fine, I don’t mind signing a contract, but only after my lawyers checked it out of course.’

A thrill shot through Richie, she seemed to imply she’d take the job, hot damn!

‘Of course, that’s fine, but we kick off in New Jersey in just over a week, so you’d have to make a fast decision.’ She nodded again, ‘When we break for holidays or just a break in tour, you can fly back home or stay in the country we’ve finished in, it’s up to you, you can bum about with us or do whatever you want. Also, when we leave here we’re going straight home, so if you do come, you’d fly with us in the jet.’ At that statement Richie looked at him in shock, Jon just smirked. ‘Or it could come back and pick you up when you’re ready.’ Richie’s eyes grew even wider. Jon had never sent the jet to pick anyone up who worked for him.

Then they got onto the serious matter of money. Lucky’s jaw hit the table when he told her how much they were willing to pay for her to up and leave her home. She told them that it was way too much, but Jon shrugged it off, saying it was a little bit more than Joe, but she’d never been on tour and didn’t want her to think she wouldn’t have enough cash to keep her going. With that statement, she laughed herself silly.

‘Jon, I may not be in your league for money but I’m not in the poor house either! I’m the one retiring and enjoying my business, it’ll still be making me money, probably more than I’ll ever need. I’ve made my money honey, this is going to be like going back to my roots and travelling all over, but instead of learning my trade, I’ll be applying it. It’s going to be a working holiday for me.’

Richie got up and went to the bathroom while Jon and Gail hashed it out, Jon’s face was set in his ‘I’m not moving, so like it or don’t it’s still happening’ look. And Gail’s face nearly mirrored his, Richie chuckled to himself she was one stubborn woman, but it really was nice to meet a woman who didn’t want money from them.

He finished in the bathroom and headed out, expecting to see bodies lying on the floor after the bomb went off from Jon or Gail’s temper. He was very surprised that they were laughing and talking when he got back. ‘What no blood, damn Frank you’re slipping.’

‘Fuck off Dean; we came to a mutual understanding.’

‘Yeah he doesn’t cross me and I’ll not hurt him.’ Gail threw in before Jon could say anything, she’d actually caved in quite gracefully, but only after telling him he’d better not try to lord it over her any more, and that she would make a sizeable donation to the Soul charitable foundation, and he better not try to put her off. He’d laughed, held his hands up and swore he wouldn’t; she’d checked to see if he’d crossed his fingers.

Richie’s deep bark of laughter turned several heads. Their food arrived and they tucked in, conversation sparse till they finished.

‘So, does this mean you’re going to travel the world with us and keep our spines and things straight?’ His hand fell to her thigh again, rubbing it.

Gail nearly choked on a sip of coke at his emphasis on straight, lord the man was going to kill her, one way or another, and she wiggled in her seat at that thought! Then his fingers started to rub and she bit back the urge to tell Jon bye, and drag him back home and fuck his brains out! ‘After I’ve checked the contract, but I think I’d like to give it a go. But if I do something wrong someone’s going to have to tell me, first time on tour and all that.’

Jon and Richie high fived over the table and Richie turned and kissed her soundly on the lips, his hand on her thigh slipping between her legs and brushing over her zipper, pulling back he grinned at her, ‘Welcome to the Jovi bus darlin.’

She swallowed, ‘If you welcome all people to the tour like that, I’d get a little worried about you.’ Her tongue finally peeling from the roof of her mouth.

‘Nah, only the good-looking ones, and female at that before I get any smartass remarks.’

Jon just laughed, he could see the lust floating between them, he’d give them a few more hours, then he could see them ripping each others clothes off.

Gail looked at them both, ‘One question, if I work for you, will I be expected to sleep with all of you?’

Both men coughed, choked and spluttered. As one they both choked out ‘What?’

Gail snickered mentally.

Chapter 18

As the door opened she headed towards the front to find out what they were up to, she could hear the laughter and chatter of many women and sighed, this could get nasty!

Mon jumped out of the way and Gail took in the scene before her, it looked like all their clients had suddenly descended en mass from their homes and by the look of one woman they called the black widow, from her treatment room with just a towel about her. And damnit she was plastered all over Richie, Gail had to tamp down the need to walk over, rip her off him and throw her out of the place!

She caught Richie’s eye and her breath left her as the smile lit up his face, he gently pushed the black widow off him and got up, and not taking his eyes off her walked towards her. Gail swallowed he moved like a panther on the prowl, his long legs eating up the space between them till they were toe to toe.

‘Finished hiding out love? Now I’ve bet Jon that David wasn’t, and isn’t the man you’ve sighed over all these years. Am I right?’ His fingers caressed her cheek then moved a strand of hair out of her face, tucking it behind her ear, caressing the shell he found there, Gail couldn’t resist the shudder that ran through her.

‘Yeah smartass you’re right, I’ve always liked the dark side.’ Richie’s smug grin grew deeper, till Mon stepped into the conversation.

‘Yeah, Tico sends her every time.’ And she held back a laugh at his look of total amazement; she’d not leave her boss hanging like that.

‘Tico?’ He yelped out, his hand falling away from her leaving her feeling lonely.

Jon cracked up as he walked over and heard what Mon had said, what Richie didn’t see but Jon did was Mon trying not to laugh her ass off. He liked her, she was smart and had a killer verbal sparring repartee, and Dave would love her! But she was a little bit too young for their tastes now, but she seemed fun to have about.

‘Tell me you’re kidding baby or I’m going to wonder about your boss’s taste in men!’ His pleading look at Mon hit her square between her eyes, and she started to melt like a chocolate fire guard.

By this time the desk was covered by women throwing themselves at the men again, and others listening to the conversation.

Gail realised she needed to take charge and disperse people, ‘Ladies, if you have an appointment or should be in with your therapist now, I suggest you go. If you stand here you will be charge for your session even if you don’t get it. It’s up to you, and as I’m taking the gentlemen with me your eye candy will be gone.’ With that she turned and walked through the door not even looking if Richie and Jon were following. But she did hear lots of movement as women rushed to their appointments.

She walked back into her office and picked up her purse, turning she found Richie right behind her crowding her, ‘Haven’t you heard of personal space?’ She shoved his solid chest, and he stepped back a little and she moved around him only to find Jon in front of her!

‘So where are we going now?’ Jon asked crowding her too, talk about a J ‘n’ R sandwich, as Richie turned to follow her, he put his hands on her shoulders.

‘Well I’m heading out for lunch and to shop, I’ve no idea what you two are doing.’ She tried to move but Richie’s fingers wouldn’t let her move.

‘After you tell us who, we’ll all go to lunch, our treat, and then I can pitch the job offer to you, okay?’ Jon’s killer megawatt smile took her breath, and the smell of Richie was slowly driving her round the bend, or further around it if you’re being picky!

She rolled her eyes, they were like a dog with a bone, and she heaved a sigh, looked Jon in the eye and caved. ‘Richie.’ That was all she said, and Jon smirked, he’d been right all along.

‘Told ya bro.’ He crowed at Richie.

‘Told him what?’ Gail was confused, as she’d said his name Richie had pulled her back against his chest and hugged her.

‘I told him when we met you were a Darksider! He didn’t really believe me, see I can spot one a mile away.’

‘Only because she didn’t respond to your smile and begging.’ Richie retorted, burrowing his nose into her hair, then kissing her head after sniffing her scent.

Jon just laughed and Gail didn’t really care who’d won especially if Richie kept doing what he was doing, his arms about her were heavenly.

Her stomach growled loudly and she blushed, not again!

‘Christ, you’d never have to ask you if you’re hungry, it tells you when it wants feeding.’ Both Jon and Richie laughed at her mortified expression, again.

‘Come on baby, time to feed you, get you liquored up, then we can get you to sign a contract while you’re not in the right mind.’ Jon laughed.

‘With you two around I’m never in the right mind!’

Both men offered her an arm, she took them, and they walked out the door heading for food and god knew what else.

Mon watched them walk out arm in arm and shouted after them ‘Gee, don’t forget your party tonight at Mr Chows, and bring your friends!’  She winked at Jon, who blew a kiss back to her, she nearly swooned!

‘We’ll be there darlin; we’re not letting her out of our sight just yet.’ Jon informed her, winking then waving as he ushered Gail out the door and into the sunlight.

‘Jon, I don’t expect you to go to the party, it’s mainly people I work with. Nothing fancy.’

‘Hell, you’re going back to that restaurant, I’m definitely there.’ He patted his none existent stomach. ‘What about you Rich?’

‘Wherever you go, we’ll follow.’ The look he gave her just about burnt her up.

‘Okay.’ Was the only rejoinder she could think of. 

Chapter 17

Gail just looked at Jon and shook her head and grinned, she was still on the floor between Richie’s legs, his fingers were playing with her hair, but she’d a feeling he didn’t know he was doing it.

‘You’re serious, aren’t you? I thought you were jerking my chain last night, but from the death looks Richie’s giving you, I’ve come to the conclusion you mean it?’ Her head tilted to one side looking at Jon. Richie notice the involuntary move and wanted to reach over and lick it, his dick started to rise again and his head fell back onto the couch and he closed his eyes, trying to reign himself back in, he was doing no end of this since he’d met her!

‘Darlin I wouldn’t have made the offer if I wasn’t, we’ve always had a masseur on tours with us, we’ve been known to suffer cramps and back trouble, and we’re short of one this tour and you look like you’ll fit in, we really need one specially the way Sambora here bends backwards while grinding his axe.’ Jon laughed.

Gail snickered, ‘Yeah I’ve always wondered how a man his age can bend like that without locking up.’ She yelped as the man they were slandering had gently wrapped his hand in her hair and pulled.

‘Gail darlin, how about I show you just how good I am at bending.’

‘Shit Rich I do not need that picture stuck in my head!’ Jon groused.

She’d gone a little red and a lot hotter than she had been at the thought, but he wasn’t going to get one over her, or him over her, just yet. She turned and her hand rested on his knee and then it moved higher as she turned to look at him fully, she saw him swallow, ‘How about you show me that later, I could probably help you to bend much further than you normally can.’ Her fingers were making circles on his rocked hard thigh and she lowered her lids and coquettishly looked at him licking her lips.

‘Bro I swear you act on your thoughts now and I’m gonna have to go into therapy.’ The looks they were giving each other made him mentally rub his hands together, he’d been right about her liking Rich and vice versa.

‘From what I’ve garnered over the years, it wouldn’t be the first time he or you have taken a woman in the others presence.’ She laughed as they both looked at her jaws swinging.

‘Damn, you’re a fan, aren’t you?’ Jon could normally spot one a mile away, and except for knowing their names she’d given nothing away, till now.

‘Yup, sorry to disappoint you, been a fan since you sang, ‘Shot through the heart and you’re to blame’, as you belted that out I pushed my boyfriend off me and sat watching you on MTV, the boyfriend left but you guys stayed for the long haul. So yeah, bit of a fan.’ She laughed again at their faces.

‘So.’ Jon started in, ‘Who is your favourite, Dean or me? Aw come on darlin don’t blush, it’s a fair question, you have after all laid your hands on me.’

 Both Richie and Gail groaned at the pun and shook their heads at him, tutting.

‘Hey now don’t moan, she has! And you’re not getting away from that question, him or me?’ Jon sat back smugly and waited.

Richie was trying to listen to the answer, but her nails were scoring circles on his thigh driving him off the deep end, if she didn’t stop he’d make a fool of himself. His hand finally covered hers, stilling it, her eyes flew to his and he squeezed it and she smiled and blushed realising she’d kept going, and her eyes quickly flicked downwards and that was all she needed to tell her why he’d stopped her, her blush deepened.

Jon coughed, he’d seen the interplay between them, he’d also bet himself how long Richie would go before stopping her wandering hands, he’d lost to himself damnit. ‘So, put me out of my misery.’

Gail tried to clear her addled brain a little by turning away from Richie and letting her hand slide from under his, her hand felt like it had been branded. ‘Well a lady never discusses her crushes.’

‘Oh, hell no lady, you don’t get out of it that way.’ Richie hauled her off the floor and onto his lap, making her yelp again, damn the man! ‘We really need to know now.’ One hand lay behind her back and cupped her hip and the other lay over her thighs, Gail’s brain functions turned to mush, he’d got to be kidding! Did he expect her to form a coherent thought sat like this and damn it she could feel his dick twitch!

‘Dean, unfair move bro, unfair move.’ He’d seen her eyes cloud over and her brow furrow, the woman was having trouble thinking straight.

Gears were clashing and cogs juddering about in her brain, his long fingers were now making circles on her thigh, and if she didn’t get off his knee soon, sod Jon being there, she’d rip his clothes off and jump him! She had to move, now! Taking a deep breath, Richie’s eyes went to her breast and she managed to surprise him as he looked at them and all but drooled, and get off his lap before he could drag her back, on wobbly legs she hauled her ass around her desk and collapsed into her chair. Looking at Richie she chuckled, he was pouting.

‘I thought you wanted to talk about me going on tour with you Jon.’

‘I do, but we need to get passed this bit first, then we’ll talk. Spill it woman!’

She heaved a big sigh. ‘Oh, for god’s sake!’ She rolled her eyes and played with a strand of hair, they weren’t going to give in, but she could have some fun with it. ‘Okay, you want to know who floats my boat.’ Both men nodded nearly leaning off the couch in anticipation. ‘David.’

She howled with laughter as both men sat back in total shock. ‘Now, while you digest that I need to talk to my manager, I’ll be back in a jiff.’ With that she got up and walked out, heading straight for the staff toilets to hide for a minute. She didn’t think they’d believe her for long and when their brains caught up she didn’t want to be anywhere near them!

From day one of seeing Jovi her heart had solely belonged to one man, Richie. She was in over her head and sinking fast. Did she want to go on tour with Bon Jovi, her head shouted no, but her damn heart was screaming HELL YES! at the top of it’s lungs.

She used the loo, and bathed her face trying to cool it down but every time she thought of her and Richie getting hot and heavy in her office, she went all hot and bothered again. She’d been making out with the man she’d fantasied for many decades, and damn it was better than any pornographic dream she’d ever had, she smiled into the mirror damn he was a wonderful kisser, his lips soft and gentle, his scent was none she’d ever smelt before, or did he give of pheromones?  Whatever it was it was like a drug, she just wanted to rip his shirt off and sniff and lick her way around his neck, chest and beyond.

‘Fuck it!’ She was like a horny teenager! Even as a teenager she’d never got this hot or wet over a man.

The door opened many minutes later and there stood Mon, she gave her boss a quick once over, smirked and told her, ‘Your visitors are being a pain! They’re disrupting everything and everyone because you’ve done a bunk! Reception is like a whore pit! Every woman who walks in is going gaga and throwing themselves at them! You need to remove them now before someone gets hurt, and I don’t mean the guys! Now stop hiding out here, and get them the hell out of my reception! Please.’ She grinned and wandered back out, she wondered if they’d got a whip anywhere to go with the chair she needed to control the lust in those women out there. Taking a deep breath, she opened the door behind reception and headed back into the fray.

Jon and Richie were now firmly cornered, but laughing and flirting with women young and old and loving it.

But Richie kept looking for Gail, hoping she’d come back out soon. 

Chapter 16

Richie rested his forehead on hers as they continued to snicker, ‘Damn the man! Always there when you don’t want him!’ They both smiled, silently thanking Jon for that reality check, otherwise they’d be going at it like rabbits in her damn office!

‘I think I need to buy Jon a drink.’ Gail laughed, righting herself and running her hands through her hair to un-muss it.

‘Why? I just want to rip him limb from limb at the minute!’ He flexed his hips and rubbed his denim covered dick against her mound. Gail gasped and her eyes dilated, Christ she was on a thin line here.

‘Because he stopped us! Hell, I don’t think I’d be able to look anyone in the eye if we’d done it here.’ She blushed at that, hell if Jon hadn’t stopped them she’d be riding Richie and not caring one jot if anyone heard them.

Richie agreed with her, damn, talk about forgetting where they were!  Shit they’d not even locked the door, that’s if it had one, Christ talk about loosing it!

She tried to move off him and get herself under control, but Richie’s grip tightened on her, pulling her till she was sprawled over his chest, her mouth inches from his. ‘Richie, I think we need to slow down a bit.’

‘So, do I darlin, but the need to kiss you is just overwhelming.’ He closed the gap and she moaned as the fire that had banked a minute ago, flared up again. His hands wound into her long hair, and he filtered the stands through his fingers, loving the texture of them. He thought about it running over his body and his hand tightened painfully on it.

‘Hey! No rippy the hair out mush!’

‘Aw sweetheart I’m sorry I didn’t mean to hurt you!’ He was appalled that his lust had caused pain.

‘Hey I just need a little warning when you’re going to play caveman with me.’ She winked at him and while he was distracted, disentangled herself from him.  She got up slowly and pulled her shirt down, funny it had a seemed to have a life of it’s own, she pulled her hair over her shoulder and attempted to detangle it with her fingers again. Sighing she walked behind her desk and bent over to retrieve her comb, and heard a groan from Richie. She looked over her shoulder and smirked at his hot lust filled gaze centred on her butt.

Pulling the comb from the bag she straightened and started to pull in through her hair.

He couldn’t pass it up, ‘Hey baby bring it over here and let me do that for you.’ His eyes still black from the unspent passion.

She thought about it, shrugged and walked back to the couch, handing him the comb she sat on the floor in front of him, between his legs. She had to bite back a groan as he started to work the knots out of it. ‘Damn you’re good at that!’ She sighed, no one had done this since she was a little girl, it felt good!

‘Lots of practice with Ava, she likes me to do her hair when I’m home.’ But combing Ava’s hair never had this effect on him! Playing with her long hair seemed to turn him on even more.

The door flew open and Jon waltzed in, and stopped dead. ‘You’re combing her hair? That’s it? Christ Dean you’re really losing your touch bro.’

Both Richie and Gail flicked him the bird, looked at each other and laughed.

‘So, have you decided to come work for us?’ Jon asked her just as Mon wandered in behind him and came to a dead stop, her jaw nearly touching the floor.

‘You’re going to tour with them? Oh my god Gee!’ With that she backed out of the office and nearly ran to tell her friends and colleagues.

Gail groaned, it’d be about the whole place in under a minute, ‘Jesus Jovi can’t you keep your big mouth shut!

‘Why should I, if it gets you to decide then I’m all for it.’ He plonked himself down next to Richie and settled in for a battle with this wonderful woman they’d found. He also noticed Richie was flushed and she was a little mussed up too, he grinned, about damn time Rich found someone else! ‘So?’ he grinned as Richie made the ‘cut it out’ motion with his hand, Jon just grinned even more, ‘Let’s talk about the job offer.’

Richie just rolled his eyes and mentally promised to kill the little shit later on.