Bon Jovi Smut

Post-Show Sex ~ Jon (Female pov)

He slowly approaches you back stage, still sweaty from the show and panting lightly. He moves behind you, his musk filling your nostrils and overloading your senses. He leans closer, his lips brushing the shell of your ear, a featherlight touch that sends a shiver down your spine and goosebumps to form on your skin.

"Meet me in my room in 10, darling." He whispers lowly, huskily. He passes you swiftly, his scent gone, his hand lingering on your ass for a moment before pulling away. You softly gasp and just like that, he's gone. He disappeared just as fast as he appeared, like a strike of lightening in the air that bursts and crackles loudly with energy, shaking your very core for a moment, before it's over in a second. He was that thrill that you've always needed and wanted to chase. He's Jon Bon Jovi.

You entered his dressing room and sat on the couch, grabbing a glass of water and lightly sipping on it. Waiting patiently, you him enter the room again, rustling around behind you and mumbling things to himself.

"Fuck." he quietly breaths, just loud enough for you to hear. You turn your head to look at him with concern, "Everything okay?"

A towel is hung loosely around his waist, his hair is completely wet, water droplets slowly rolling down his soft skin, glistening. He turns around to reveal his hard erection, standing proudly and the tip a bit swollen. He drops the towel, staring into your eyes with fire and licking his lips.

"I couldn't stop thinking about you in the shower, Baby." He states lowly. You froze on the couch, staring in awe and not knowing what to do. You swallow hard when you see his hand sneak down to his glistening cock, wrapping around it firmly, his thumb dancing across the head. You can't pull your eyes away, the sight much too enthralling. His wet hair clung to his face and neck, water rolling down his chest to hide in his jungle of soft brunette curls. He softly moans as he touches himself. You felt yourself growing wet as you watched his fingers draw patterns on his shaft, his pointer finger tracing his prominent vein.

"Got a little carried away," He sighs, closing his eyes,"I'm so fucking hard for you."

"Fuck..." You gasp at his hot words, carefully watching the actions of his hand and his soft lips.

"Come here..." He cooes, signalling you closer with his other hand. You stay seated on the couch for a moment, your heart racing, before standing up warily and slowly approaching him. You stop just inches away from him, his tip poking your stomach, and he grins.

"I couldn't stop thinking about you during the show too," His hand reaches out and carasses your arm downward lovingly, then back up and he firmly grabs the back of your head, pulling you in.

"I was hard during the entire show..." He whispers just before his lips meet yours in a hot kiss, his tongue instantly exploring your mouth. You moan into his breathtaking kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing him back with passion. His hands wander down your body lustfully, gripping your waist firmly and he presses his hips into your, his whole erection being sandwiched between your bodies. Your knees feel weak as he rubs himself agaisnt you desperately, lightly whimpering.

"I need you so damn bad." He whispers into your ear, his hot breath fanning over your neck, sending shivers through your body. You could tell it was a hard and long day for him, he was tired and stressed, the bags under his eyes were prominent. You soflty kissed him again and whispered sweetly, "Let me help you, baby."

You grab his hand and lead him to the couch, softy pushing him down. He falls back lazily, throwing his arms over the back of the couch and closing his eyes, "You gonna suck me, sweetheart?" he grins mischieviously. You laugh and lightly slap his knee, kneeling down in-between his legs and gazing at his erection hungrily. He opens his eyes and watches you as you lick one long strip from the base up to the tip, swirling your tongue around his head teasingly. He hisses and bucks his hips into your face, "You're such a fucking tease! God!" He throws his head back with his jaw hanging open. You pepper kisses all over his shaft, eliciting soft continuous moans from him and his cock twitches. He really does need you tonight.

You take him into your mouth, hollowing your cheeks, and slowly bob your head up and down, his hands reach down and tangle in your hair, massaging your scalp lightly as he moans your name. You hum in satisfaction as you pull off, a string of your saliva following your mouth from his dick. He growls and grabs your face, pulling you up to kiss you hungrily. Desperately tugging your jeans down your freshly shaven legs, he carasses them and rests his hands on your ass, lightly squeezing it and slapping it. You yelp and moan at his sweet assault as he takes off your shirt quickly, revealing your breasts. He stares at them lustfully and licks his lips, "Fuck, you're so beautiful and perfect, Baby!" he takes one nipple into his mouth and lightly suckles it, gently nibbling and licking it.

"J-Jon!" You beg, grinding your hips into him. He chuckles and rips your panties off your body like a tissue, the lacy fabric falling to the floor. You lean back and look at him in disdain and he smiles wide, "Don't worry, I'll buy you new ones."

"You better, those were my favourite!" You scoff playfully and he laughs. Not breaking eye contact with you, he gazes into your eyes lovingly as he firmly grabs your hips and moves you down, your wet folds rubbing agaisnt his hard-on. You both curse under your breath and whisper sweet little things as he guides himself into you, instantly stretching you out. You moan loudly in pleasure and grasp his shoulders, situating yourself on his lap, you need to make him feel good.

"God, so fucking tight and warm, baby. So velvety smooth..." He groans, "You're sweet pussy feels so good around me!" he bites at your neck, marking you as his as you start to move up and down on his cock, pleasure rippling through your body at the feel of him massaging your walls. You move faster, rocking on him and moaning loudly.

"Fuuucckkk, Jooooonnn!" He grabs your hips and starts thrusting into you, meeting your bounces, skin slapping on skin and moans filling the room quickly, the air smelling of pure sex.

"Hell, yes! Baby, don't stop! I'm getting close already!" Jon breathed heavily. He wrapped his arms around your body and pulled you in close, snuggling you while still making love to you. You rested your head on his shoulder, keeping a steady pace even though your legs were growing tired.

"Me too..." You softly moan, kissing his shouder. After a few more thrusts, you feel him becoming sloppy and desperate, getting close to his high.

"Shit! Babygirl, you're gonna make me fucking lose it in your cunt!" He almost shouts. You lean back and smirk devilishly at him, squeezing your walls around him as tight as you could. He gasped loudly and looked at you shocked as his eyes rolled back into his head.

"FUCKING HE- AAAAHHH!" His eyes close tightly and his jaw drops open as you feel him burst inside of you, his sticky seed coating your walls. You kept bouncing on him for a moment longer before you came too, shouting his name and collapsing onto him. You both sat there for a moment, catching your breath. When you finally pull off of his softening cock, his cum and yours leaks out of your pussy. Jon notices and reaches down, scooping it up with his fingers and sticking them in his mouth, tasting them with satisfaction and smiles at you.

"Such a tasty sweet from your candy baby!" He winks and you blush and melt, falling into his arms happily. He runs his fingers through your hair softly and whispers, "I love you babygirl, thank you for taking care of me."