After Erin and Nikki let everybody know that everything was okay, they all got comfortable on the couch, popcorn and bottles of Jack placed on the coffee table. Erin laid on the couch with Nikki laying between her legs, head resting on her thigh. He stroked her inner thigh softly, knowing it drove her wild. She fought the urge to strangle him with her thighs. Because one, he'd probably enjoy it. And two, she couldn't kill him no matter how annoying he was.
Tommy sat on the couch with them, but on the opposite side and further away. Mick chose to sit in the recliner, and Vince was sprawled out on the loveseat with Sharise. They were making out, making everyone uncomfortable and honestly terrified. They were so into kissing, they seemed to forget there were people in the room, because Vince was now about to pull her shirt off.
"Vince! Other room, please!" Erin shouted, making the two groan and take their business elsewhere.
"Maybe we should go to another room." Nikki smirked, looking up at her as he moved his hand up her thigh, grazing his fingertips against her clothed sex.
"Not now, Sixx." Mick muttered, giving him a glare of disgust. Erin and Mick had a father and daughter kind of relationship. She never saw him as anything but a father figure, and now she was understanding why he was so uncomfortable with Nikki and her making love.
"Mick, we all know you want a girl to fuck with." Nikki shrugged, placing a kiss on her core, making her gasp with a laugh, his hands quickly finding their way up her shirt and onto her breasts, giving them a quick squeeze.
"Nikki!" Tommy shouted, grabbing Nikki by the hair and yanking him away from Erin. Nikki pretended to moan.
"He's got a bit of a kink for hair-pulling, Tommy." Erin stated, stifling a laugh.
"Gross!" Tommy gagged, pushing him away.
"Oh, please. Don't tell me you don't have a thing for girls pulling on those luscious locks of yours." Nikki teased.
"No! I actually don't!" Tommy yelled, standing up and running into the kitchen, trying to escape the conversation.
Nikki climbed back between Erin's legs, bringing his lips to her ear. "I'm so hard right now." He breathed, almost laughing.
Erin just pushed him down, making him lay down again. "Stay." She instructed.
"Yes, ma'am." He smirked, kissing her thigh before slapping her skin, earning a soft moan from Erin.
Mick just sat there. Uncomfortable and scared.
"Nikki, Mick's still in the room!" Erin laughed.
"Shit. Sorry, Mick." Nikki chuckled.
"Yeah, yeah. Take it upstairs before I kill myself." He muttered.
Erin and Nikki both looked at each other, Erin quickly getting up and running for the stairs. Nikki ran after her, following behind as she bolted up the flight of stairs and towards the bedroom. Nikki reached for her hand, grabbing it and pulling her towards him.
Panting, Nikki held her waist, his erect groin grazing against Erin's thigh. "You're going to pay for that." He grinned, his palms running over her ass and down her thighs. "Jump." He whispered. She did as she was told, jumping up and letting Nikki pick her up.
"Go in the bedroom, please!" Mick shouted from the living room. "I'm begging you to just let me not know what's going on up there." He yelled.
"Whatever, man!" Nikki called, busy carrying Erin to the bedroom. "Go get ready for me, baby." He smirked.
"Yes, sir." She winked, using his kinks against him.
"You naughty girl." He laughed, watching her walk into the room. He looked down at his pants to see a bulge, grinning. "This girl's going to be the death of me." He whispered to himself, adjusting his pants to fit more comfortably before walking into the bedroom, shutting the door behind him. "Fucking god." He whispered as he saw Erin laying on the bed in a black lingerie set. An ache panged in his cock, the view making his erection much larger.
"Bought this one for you, big boy." She smirked, watching him rip off his shirt.
"I fuckin' love it." He said as he climbed onto the bed, forcefully parting her legs. He admired her body and the way it looked in fishnet and black lacy cloth that barely covered her, only covering the goods. "Sorry, but these got to come off." He said sarcastically, definitely not sorry about taking them off.
He tore her lingerie off, his hands running down her body. "Nikki, c'mon.." She mumbled, getting impatient.
"Whatever." He laughed, ripping his pants off, letting his manhood out of the restriction of his sweatpants.
"You were commando?" Erin asked, cheeks heating up.
"Yeah, boxers make boners uncomfortable." He smirked, his cock bouncing as ache rushed to his pelvis. "The things you do to me." He grunted, a pearl of precum forming at his tip.
She spread her legs, her glistening cunt practically calling out to Nikki. "The things you do to me." She said, a smirk tugging at the corners of her lips.
He stared down at her wet sex. He had a million thoughts enter his mind. He wanted to pound her. He wanted her to beg him for mercy before she came on his length, praising him and pulling his hair.
"God, I'm so horny." He moaned, placing the head of his cock at her entrance and pushing himself deep inside her.
"Nikki!-" She yelped, her back arching as he instantly picked up the pace, their skin slapping against each other to match his thrusts.
"Let's make this one quick. How soon do you think I can make you unravel?" He asked.
"..Mmm....Five minutes?.." She mumbled, her breasts bouncing as Nikki thrusted harder.
"Let's make that... Ten seconds." He smirked, slamming his length deeper into her. Erin knew that Motley had a song called 'Ten Seconds to Love'. It was about quickies.
One.
He traced his thumb on her clit before pressing down and rubbing harsh circles into it. He knew that if he wanted this to be quick, he'd have to use everything he knew about her.
Two.
"Good girl." He coaxed, panting into her ear with his soft lips grazing over it.
Three.
"N-Nikki!..." She moaned, gripping his hair and pulling sharply. She felt her stomach knot up.
Four.
"C'mon you're doing so well. Cum on me, baby." He said lewdly, feeling her velvet walls tighten around his throbbing sex.
Five.
"Make me proud, baby girl." He breathed.
Six.
He leaned over and starting kissing her neck, knowing exactly where her soft spot was.
Seven.
She cursed under her breath, feeling him grind his hips against hers.
Eight.
"Cum on me, sweetheart." He panted.
Nine.
The knot in her stomach snapped.
Ten.
She moaned his name over and over again as her orgasm washed over her. She bit down onto his shoulder to stop herself from screaming at the intensity of the climax. Her mind went fuzzy, every sound around her was muffled. She tugged on his hair until her arms went limp and she just laid there, feeling Nikki slowly thrust in and out of her.
"That's it, my sweet girl." He praised, her sex dripping with his come as he pulled out.
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❦︎ 𝐃𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔┊Nikki Sixx ❦︎
Fanfiction- ', Dose of You ꒱ ↷ ⇢ ˗ˏˋ Erin Lee was just a 19 year old woman working at a minimum wage diner. Her brother was a drummer who formed a band. But Erin's eye was caught by his bassist, Nikki Sixx. ☄. *. ⋆ This story is not based on real life! There...
