A Rock & Roll Romance

Chapter Thirty Seven

Meg's efforts on his throbbing erection increased massively, as Johnny struggled to keep from moaning out. Her mouth was insanely talented at making him feel pure bliss, and when it got far too much after a few minutes of agonising silence, he pulled her off him and yanked her up. She straddled his waist and he whispered "I'm yours for 10 minutes, do your worst." A cheeky smile crossed her face, she was nervous that somebody else was in the house but it also thrilled her and added to the pleasure, so she slowly and teasingly sunk down onto him. He filled her in the way only his body did, and it made her jaw go slack, Johnny felt smug knowing now it wasn't just him that would struggle to remain quiet and decided to tease her further by abruptly thrusting his hips up. Her eyes practically rolled into the back of her head as she bought her hands forward to steady herself, they were both competitive and she soon recovered and began bouncing on his manhood, filling them both with insane amounts of pleasure.

"Johnny!" She gasped before biting her lip. He smiled before leaning forward and capturing her lips with his. It was an incredibly sloppy kiss for them both but did a good job of hiding their moans. Meghan rolled her hips and Johnny thrusted deeply hitting all the rights spots. Their actions became erratic as their release soon became a need rather than a want. She could begin to feel herself loose control throwing her head back as the familiar spring feeling in the pit of her stomach tightened, as if he could sense this his fingertips found her clit as his tongue slid over her erect nipples that were now very much in his face. "Cum for me" he grunted and she didn't need to be told twice as she completely came undone on top of him. Her body tensing, and then becoming slack on him as he continued to ride out her orgasm prolonging her bliss. As she recovered, she felt him twitch beneath her, and she lent up to kiss him passionately, before slowly regaining composure and moving her hips once more, this was enough to make Johnny curse under his breath as he slowly gave in, and fucked her hard before finding his release.

Both of them were panting for breath after one of the most intense sessions between them yet. "Johnny don't fall asleep." Meghan nudged him. "Hmmmm but I can't see. You've made me see stars." He smirked still with his eyes closed. "John... you're needed downstairs." "I know I know I'm just building up the strength." Meghan moved off his slick body, and snuggled next to him. "Don't do that doll... I'll never leave." She smirked liking how he was open about his desire for her and wanting to be with her. "Sooner you go... sooner you can come back." She giggled. "Ok ok I'll go... do not leave this bed understood?" She smirked. "And what if I disobey your order sir?" Johnny stood still naked and placed a hand on her cheek. "Then I'll be forced to punish you..." Meghan couldn't believe his words made her body tingle already after such a powerful orgasm. "I'll be a good girl." She said with a wink. "You don't always have to be." He said grabbing some loungewear pants and donning them. He grabbed his cigarette tin and made a swift exit whilst Meghan laid back in the bed with the sheets tucked under her arms.

After 30 minutes or so of scrolling on her phone, that had then died, Meghan was left laying in the bed staring at the ceiling. She reminisced about all the little details her and Johnny had shared already, was she overthinking things? Probably. Did she care? No.  As she looked round the room it was extremely Johnny, every little procession was very him. She stood and re donned his shirt and wandered around the room, staring out at the view of the city and the hills, before doing an entire lap looking at the art that hung on the walls.

As she wandered again and again round the bed, to the window, and back again, something caught her eye on the dresser, a large pile of paperwork, she would have ignored it usually but seeing her name in big bold letters close to the top made her think twice. She looked towards the bedroom door that was still shut and bent over the dresser reading the paperwork, it was a confidentially agreement and a Non Disclosure contract. Her eyes widened. It was dated over 3 weeks ago. It had the trademark little stickers indicating where the correct places were for the party to sign and noticed Johnny's side was blank. She stood up straight, did he not trust her? Why hadn't they spoken about this? He had gone into great detail upon their conversation about starting a relationship, so why not discuss paperwork then? Meghan knew it was unusual to get a potential girlfriend to sign contacts etc, but when you're the legend that is Johnny Depp she should have guessed some ties came with dating him. She rummaged around in the drawers of his bedside table knowing they were full of junk and eventually found a pen. She walked over, read each document carefully. She agreed to every point, most of it was common sense and who she was anyway. She agreed she was not, and never would be financially dependent on Johnny, she would never sell their story; she wouldn't share any of his, or his family's location or further private information on social media without prior consent. She would not speak publicly about him, or comment to the press without mutual agreement. The list went on and on, and the final hand written clause at the end was quite evidently Johnny's addition as it was in his handwriting, this agreement would not affect in anyway the arrangement they have between them in regards to Miss Godard's living arrangements. She smiled at that one, he really had thought of everything and had listened to her fears of not committing to another relationship because of being scared of losing her home once more, just like what had happened with Alex. She quickly signed both documents neatened the paperwork, returned the pen and climbed back into the bed. She cared a lot for Johnny and if that's what was needed to protect him than so be it.