Nikki Sixx Fantasies

I needed you

"I got to go Jenny." Nikki whispers as he untangles from me. He kisses and strokes my short hair before he pulls away. It's hard to let him go but I do. I watch him drag on his jeans.
"I don't think it was a good idea bringing you on tour. My wife could catch us. She's waiting for me in our suite.

"Don't make me go home Nikki. I miss you so much when you're gone so long." I plead.  "No one has questioned me as your personal assistant and band photographer."

He sits back on the bed.
"I know Jenny. I don't want you to I want you close right now. I just don't want to loose my daughter. Don't want to loose Courtney" He groans. I rest against his bare back. He pulls my hand to his lips and kisses my fingertips to ease the sting of his truth. He turns and pulls me into his lap. Our lips meet with a tenderness and the regret of our sins.

Several years have passed since our eyes first met. My editor had pressed me into attending a benefit for teens. I'm not one to socialize. I would have normally donated from a distance. I don't even have my photo on the inside cover of my novels. I use my maiden name on by books too. Nikki prefers Grey too. No one has caught on that I am JM Grey even if he keeps introducing me as such. Most know me as Miss McCreary. Nikki hates it. He met my husband while he was using and my husband was selling drugs. Nikki met me too. He had noticed some very colorful bruises on me and how I was treated. The man never realized why Nikki despised him so much. Nikki even tried to steal me. I was to innocent, to naive to let him. It was years later after my husband's death that we met again at the benefit dinner. It was a hot night. He was still Married to Donna then. After they divorced he asked me out, but his public life gave me anxiety. My husband had left me so damaged. He had tried to coach me out of my shell. He said he would be ok with his home life being quiet. I didn't think anything about Mr Sixx could ever be mellow. Now that he belongs to another I regret not trying to make a life with him. I keep telling myself Courtney is the better woman for him. It's hard to admit when I can't seem to love anyone else. Our affair has been off and on for years until Courtney. Sometimes he would seek me out or vice versa, this time I got sick. He found out and came to see me. I'm his soft place. He's mine. It started with a simple tight hug, then a kiss and his years of faithfulness ended.
 
Breathing him in I sigh. He's gentle as he slides his hands over my weakened body. I had survived the cancer but it would take some time to get my strength back. Nikki came to see me as often as he could. He loved me through the whole mess, even when I had hated my own body. I try not to cry as he slides me back onto the bed. He gets up to finish getting dressed. I know when he gets to his room with his family he will head straight for the shower to wash away my scent and the smell of our sex. He has the excuse of being sweaty after the concert.

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