Something Is Missing | Ronnie Radke

Chapter 5- I Need You

"I've never stayed here. I've always wanted to," I told Ronnie as I looked around the suite that he had for the night. "It's so beautiful."

"Only the best if my girl is going to be with me," he responded as he closed the hotel room door behind him.

"I'm not even going to ask about a price. It's too beautiful," I replied as I turned back to look at him. "I don't want it ruined."

Ronnie stood there with his arms crossed as he smiled at me. "And you're too beautiful," he shot back. "Are you hungry? We can order some pizza or something? I know I'm always hungry after shows."

I shrugged and shook my head. "No," I mumbled. "I honestly only want to relax. I don't even wanna shower anymore."

"Then let's sit down. I know we still need to talk," he told me. Ronnie moved to the couch and sat down, waving me over.

I looked back to the view of the city one last time before moving over to sit down next to him, facing him. He smiled at me as his hand moved to be placed on my knee.

"Jenny," he began, "I just want to start with letting you know that I am beyond sorry. I never meant for you to be mad at me. I thought I was helping you, helping your career."

"Okay," I said as I ran a hand through my hair and put the other one on top of his on my knee. "But why would you think you were helping my career by working out a slightly better deal? It doesn't make too much sense to me. I mean, I'm not even into rock and..."

"I know, I know! I get it, Jenny. I am so sorry," he jumped in. He shook his head. "I just couldn't... I couldn't stand the thought of being alone. Of you being halfway across the United States. The way that it made my heart race, and still does, scares me. It's made me realize how much I love you."

A small smile made its way to my face as I moved to crawl up to him. I practically straddled his lap as I brought a hand up to his cheek. "I love you, too," I said, knowing it was the first time that it left my mouth.

It had been swirling around in my head for at least two months.

A big cheesy smile took over Ronnie's entire face as he brought a hand up and ran it through my hair. "I swear I could hear that every minute of the day and never get tired of it," he told me. "God I fucking love you."

We both leaned in, our lips pressing against one another's. I was suddenly transported to cloud nine.

My hand on his cheek, moved back, and threaded through his dark hair. As I deepened the kiss, my heat began to throb.

I needed him. And now more than ever.

"Ronnie," I said out of breath. "I need you." I rested my forehead against his as my hands began to play with the button of his jeans.

"I want you," he whispered as his hands grabbed a hold of my shirt. "I've missed your body. Your beauty."

Before I could say another word, his lips were attached to mine. His hot hands slid under my shirt, sliding up my back only to not find a bra.

He let out a gasp as he pulled away. "No Bra? Babe," he growled. "Easy access."

His hands dragged from my back and to my breasts, squeezing them tightly as my shirt began to inch up my body. As his thumbs began to stimulate my nipples, my lips pulled from his as I threw my head back.

Ronnie didn't miss a beat as he pulled my shirt over my head and found my breasts again. His hot lips met my neck and I arched into him.

"M-More. Ronnie," I cried out. My hands moved to his thighs, finally finding his length through his jeans.