A Rock & Roll Romance

Chapter Twenty Eight

It was late Sunday afternoon and Meghan was attempting to get the fire in the living room going. The temperature had dropped and she wanted to feel cosy. Apart from a few texts earlier in the day, she hadn't heard much from Johnny but then again she didn't expect too, he was with his children and yesterday was just a spontaneous arrangement to help them both out. She was glad they had got back to their flirty banter though and that the friendship was back on track. The fire was roaring, as she sat back on the sofa and opened her bottle of red pouring a small glass before flicking through Netflix to try and find something to watch. Her phone pinged. It was Johnny.

Major issue.... Xxx

Go on.. xxx

I have a large itch. Xxxx

An itch? Xx

Yes. An extremely uncomfortable distressing itch. I fear it needs the best antihistamine a man can find... xxx

Johnny! Your kids are there!! You'll have to scratch it yourself in the shower later or something! Xx

Incorrect. They've ditched me for a bowling date with friends. And in the shower?!! After your exceptional performance yesterday, my hand is just not gonna cut it. Xxx

Oh god... are we those friends now? Xx

What friends? Xx

Friends with benefits. Xxx

Darling, I see nothing wrong with that. Xxx

Come on over but after this weekend no more scratching!xxxxx

You're a doll.... Shall I bring the wine?  Xx

Johnny, I thought we said this wasn't a relationship but yes bring that nice Chablis... xxx

Is that all madam requires in form of payment? Xx

No... I expect you to scratch my itch too!! Xxx

With pleasure, see you in a few. Xxxxxx

Meghan stood, straightening the cushions on the couch and flattening her hair, this felt awkward. At least yesterday was completely spontaneous, was she a whore now that she arranged for a man to come over and have sex before it actually happened? Surely not. She didn't have time to dwell as she heard a thud on the front door, she quickly headed into the foyer to open it and saw Johnny rubbing his nose. "Are you ok?" She asked skeptically. "Yeah you locked your door?" "You told me to???" She said moving her hands to her hips. He smiled "So you did listen.." "Yes I'm not a petulant child." He handed her the bottle of white. "As requested." He smirked and she smiled. "Thank you!!!" She headed into the kitchen placing it in the wine fridge. "Can I get you anything?" She slowly stood and turned to find him right in front of her. She could smell his cologne, Dior Sauvage. His hair was damp, had he showered prior to coming over? She guessed it was good etiquette Meghan thought. Clearly he had this arrangement with somebody else before and knew what he was doing. "Silk again?" He asked eyeing her outfit. Granted it wasn't as sexy as the day prior's but still the short shorts and cami a cute little ensemble and still enhanced her figure wonderfully. "I told you there was more than one set." She said before grabbing a spare wine glass and leading him into the living room. She poured him some red knowing it was his favourite and handed it to him. "What time are the kids due back?" She blurted out panicked. "They aren't. They are staying at a friend's. No school tomorrow some strike day or something." He said making her eyes widen. "Of course I wanted them all to myself but friends are important and they don't get to do much normal kid stuff so it's good for them." She nodded sitting down. He joined her.

"So this itch of yours.." he said after a few minutes of comfortable silence. "What about it?" She said looking at him. "How do you normally get by?" "Excuse me?" She said shocked. "Well it's quite clear all men are animals and we sort ourselves out if needed... but I imagine it's harder for a delicate creature like yourself." She couldn't believe he was asking her that, she smiled before saying "We have our ways." "And you're not going to tell me?" "Johnny why do you care? You did a fucking phenomenal job yesterday without much instruction... I believe in you." She said giggling. "I'm just curious. You know... for example if you had a toy... then I could do my bit, whilst the toy did his bit.. and we could really settle that itch for you." Meghan shuffled in her seat just the thought of Johnny giving her another mind blowing orgasm was enough to make her wriggle let alone with assistance. "And so if I did have a toy.. you wouldn't be threatened by it? Jealous?" Johnny smirked. "Let me guess, old egotistical Alex was?" Meghan's eyes widened. How did Johnny know so much? She nodded before picking up her glass and taking a sip. "That just says it all... I bet he also told you that orgasms for women were few and far between too?" Meghan smirked "Ha... were you there?" Johnny bit his lip "No but I'm here now to prove him wrong... and you still haven't answered my question." Meghan was getting worked up just from the conversation and shuffled once more. "Yes.. Yes Johnny, I've been known to relieve myself, yes sometimes it works but sometimes it doesn't and more recently it's been with my very own toy.. happy now?" She said rather embarrassed. His eyes went wide as he licked his lips. "Yes.. very. Would you show me?" "Johnny... I thought you were here to take care of me.. not the toy." "Oh darling I plan to."

After many stolen kisses in between sips of wine, they finally finished their glasses. Johnny had been eyeing up Meghan for some time as she placed her empty glass on the coffee table. "Will you at least show me where the toy is... you know for research purposes." He said clearly not dropping the subject. She rolled her eyes regretting telling him anything as she stood and rushed up the stairs. He followed, almost chasing her. She opened the bedside drawer fully and a little black pouch sat at the back. She grabbed it opened it and tipped the contents onto Johnny's hand. There sat a small black bullet. Nothing fancy, nothing too ridiculous just something to get the job done. He smiled looking into her wide eyes before she pounced on him kissing him passionately. He wrapped his arms around her and ditched the items in his hand on the bedside table before laying down on the bed and pulling her on top of him. They kissed for a long time with their hands exploring all over each other's bodies. Meghan reluctantly pulled back and gasped for air. "I've got an idea." Johnny said flipping them. Meghan smiled "Go on...." "how ready are you for me?" Her eyes widened. Was that a trick question? It seemed in the past twenty four hours, all he had to do was look at her and her panties were soaked. "Always ready.." she smirked boosting his ego. He chuckled before sitting up. "Get on your front." She did so, and he seductively and slowly undressed her. His hands were painfully slow and the anticipation caused the spring in Meghan's tummy to tighten and tighten. He climbed off the bed, and undressed himself quickly, admiring the naked woman in front of him before climbing back on the bed. His ring clad hands grabbed her hips and pulled her back towards him, and he slowly entered her in a deep thrust making her moan. She was correct, she was soaked and oh so ready for him. It felt incredible for him as he fully thrusted into her. He repeated the action over and over until she was panting. With one hand firmly on her hip, holding her in place, he reached round and played with her erect nipples pinching them between his fingertips causing further loud moans to come from deep within her throat. Johnny's mind was clouded with nothing but glorious thoughts of the creature in front of him. She was so ready for him and it made him rather happy, and somewhat smug that he had this affect on her so quickly. With her loud moans filling the bedroom, he knew he must be doing something right. When he felt she was worked up and frustrated enough, he leaned over and grabbed the toy from the bedside table. He turned it on, and reached round to her front, placing it on her clit and holding it there. Her back immediately arched and her body twitched with excitement as he led her into another earth shattering orgasm as he fucked her hard. He didn't relent and even when she all but melted in his arms he kept the pressure up, before succumbing to his own climax.

They fell down onto the bedsheets in a mess of limbs tangled with one another gasping for breath. Meghan's head immediately found the spot where his chest met his shoulder and rested her head there, as his fingers got lost in her hair. They were silent for a moment until they caught their breath and could see straight, she lifted her head, and softly kissed him before resuming her position. "This is bad.." he said tangling his rings in her hair. "Is it?" She asked shyly. "You're Alice's fucking niece." He said. She lifted her head and met his gaze with her own. "And you're Johnny Fucking Depp." She giggled.