Something Is Missing | Ronnie Radke

Chapter 6- Overworked

I let out a small yawn as I attempted to stuff my face into Ronnie's chest. I wanted to stay there forever— encased in his warmth and listening to his calming heartbeat.

"Good morning, beautiful," Ronnie's voice whispered, causing his chest to vibrate. He ran a hand through my hair and placed his hot lips to my forehead.

"Mmm, mornin'," I mumbled against his hot skin. I tightened the arm that I had around his waist.

Ronnie chuckled, his chest vibrating again. "How you feeling after last night? What'd we go? Like four, five rounds?" Without looking at him, I knew he had that cocky smirk on his face.

I placed a kiss on his chest and closed my eyes. "Tired. Very tired."

"Why don't we get up and take a shower? We can go to lunch and walk around Nashville a bit. I have to head back home tomorrow," he said. He began running a hand up and down my bare back.

"That sounds nice," I mumbled, only half listening to what he had to say. "A nice hot shower would be amazing after last night."

"You a little sore babe?" Ronnie joked. He pulled me closer to him, tangling our legs together. "I feel amazing. Better than I have in the past month."

Leaned into him, practically lying completely on top of him. "Just tired," I mumbled into his chest. I pressed a hot kiss on his right pec.

He didn't say anything, the next thing I knew was his large hand met my bare ass, slapping it. "Ronnie!" I squealed as I jumped up with wide eyes.

I was now straddling him, sitting up with my hands flat on his chest. "Was that necessary?!" I was looking down at him in shock.

His brown eyes turned darker as they left my eyes and fell to my bare breasts. His hot hands dragged up my sides, grasping my hips tightly.

"I'd certainly say so," he replied. He leaned forward and pressed a kiss to my left breast. "God, you're perfect."

His brown eyes looked up at me, sparkling in the morning light peeking through the break in the curtains. I smiled back and scratched my nails down his chest as I ground down onto his hips.

A grunt left his mouth as he laid back down and let his eyes fall shut. "What? Last night wasn't enough for you?" He joked.

I chuckled as I stopped and leaned down, pressing a kiss to his chest. "I can never get enough of you," I mumbled.

When I moved to look back up at him, his lips instantly captured mine. One of his hands left my side and moved up, lacing through my hair. "God, I fucking love you," he said as he pulled away.

"I love you, too," I whispered and pecked his lips.

Before he could respond, I rolled off of him and slid off the bed. "Now why don't we continue this in the shower?!"

I stood there with my hands on my hips as his eyes raked over my body. "Hey, hello," I said, waving my hand as I crossed my arms over my chest. "My eyes are up here."

His eyes moved up to meet mine and a smile grew on his face. "Oh alright," he said. He rolled over and slid out of the bed, standing up as he kept his eyes locked with mine.

He was towering over me as always. "God, I've missed this so much," he said as he leaned down and pressed his lips to mine. "I've missed you." His hands moved back, grasping my bare ass.

"I've missed you, too," I mumbled. "Now let's get in the shower so we can get on our way. I'm getting hungry." I pushed myself away from him and began to strut my way to the bathroom.

"I'll be right in!" He called as he sat down on the edge of the bed to check the phone.

Once I was in the bathroom, which was massive, I slid into the shower to figure out how to turn it on. There were three different handles and three different types of shower heads— This was going to be amazing.

I turned them all on, making sure they were all set to be hot before the cold water could hit me. I grabbed the bottle of shampoo and the bar of soap from the counter before finally getting into the now warm water.

My overworked muscles felt amazing under the steady flow of hot water. I tilted my head up, letting one of the streams hit me directly in the face as I rolled my shoulders back.

Before I knew it, the shower door was slid open, then closed and a strong tattooed pair of arms wrapped around my waist, hands resting on my stomach. "Mmm nice and hot," Ronnie mumbled into my neck.

"I made sure it was nice and hot," I whispered as I leaned back into his strong chest. I placed my hands over his on my stomach.

"Well the water, too," he murmured as he placed a kiss to the crook of my neck. "I meant you."

I rolled my eyes, but before I could make a snarky remark, one of his hands began to inch down, toward my heat. "R-Ronnie," I huffed out leaning further into his chest.

Ronnie chuckled as his fingers finally met my heat. I let out a small gasp as he instantly dove in with two fingers. My head was thrown back as he curled his fingers up. "Ugh!"

"God, you're so..." He didn't finish his sentence as he chuckled into my neck, scratching his fingers against my walls.

"Holy fuck," I let out. I brought my hand down to stop him for a second as I suddenly became over stimulated.

"What? That too much for ya, Baby?" He asked. I could hear the smirk in his voice.

I nodded against him.

"I love you. I love this," he mumbled as he began moving his fingers again.

Shocks went through my body as he began fucking his fingers in and out of me. "R-Ronnie!" I practically screamed as I inched closer to the edge of my orgasm.

My knees buckled as it hit me, Ronnie's arm around my waist held me up, knowing it was going to happen.

Within the next few seconds, my hand that was still around his wrist dug into his skin and I came. "Ugh," I groaned.

He withdrew his fingers and helped me turn around in his arms. I looked up and was met with those big brown eyes.

"You're still feeling last night," he stated. "And it makes you even more responsive."

I rolled my eyes as I placed a kiss to his jaw. "You're always so mean to me," I joked. "But I love you."