A Rock & Roll Romance

Chapter Fifty Nine

"I very much enjoyed Dirty Dancing with you tonight." Johnny smirked quietly, making Meg blush. "Well I have to admit it, dancing with you is my new guilty pleasure... but that wasn't dirty.." "Was it not?" Johnny questioned as his fingertips moved down her jaw, then to her neck and traced her collarbone. "Not at all... that was just sensual. A spark. We have chemistry." "Oh?" He questioned. "Show me how dirty it could have been then..." Johnny added before capturing her lips once more. Meg was surprised at her own confidence but put it down to the few cocktails she had consumed as she took a step closer to Johnny and pulled him flush with her body. His hands found her hips as he pulled back and she looked up at him. Her head fit perfectly in the crook of his neck which meant she could smell him, and feel his breath hitch. Stood in a strapless lace bra, matching panties and her black heels she slowly allowed Johnny's leg to move in between her own as she lifted her right one and let it hook round his hip, before leaning back and swinging around until she found her way back to the opposite side of her neck. He bit his lip and she could feel his body twitching with arousal. "There's no music..." he smirked trying to distract himself. She smiled and gently put her hand in his trouser pocket and pulled his phone out. Unlocking it, she found his tracks and scrolled for a few seconds before finding a piece of music they both loved. Connecting his phone to the speaker that sat on her dresser she tossed the phone onto the bed and placed her hands back on his shoulders. He kissed her once more before she swayed with him, and moved her fingertips to his shirt, trailing them down his chest before locating the first button, she undone it and he pulled back smiling. "Maybe I could get on board with this dancing lark." He said before she teased and undid another button before turning on the spot and lowering her hands, she stepped around him allowing her hand to drag round his lower back, before she returned to right in front of him and undid his belt. Once it was loose she slowly pulled it out the belt loops and dropped it to the floor before he grabbed her and leaned her back, sweeping her off her feet with a passionate kiss.

Standing her up straight, he noticed the blush on her cheeks and her chest rise and fall with her heavy breathing. He was glad he wasn't the only one losing all control. He held his arm up again allowing her to turn on the spot and she maintained eye contact the entire time. He was in a trance with this woman, and the most spectacular thing was she had no idea how she had captured him. Her hands moved to his trousers shimmying them and his boxers off his hips so he could step out of them. She pushed his shirt off his muscular shoulders and he yanked it off with a seductive look in his eye before she passionately kissed him. His hands wrapped around her back and unclasped her bra before tossing it across the floor. She smirked, as he pulled back merely to rip her panties off. When she raised an eyebrow he winked and said "I'll buy you another pair."

After a few further passionate moments of kissing, Johnny lifted her leg once more and placed it around his waist. "Enough of getting dirty." He winked before lifting her up completely. She kicked off her heels as he walked into the large en suite and headed straight for the shower, walking into it he watched as his girl turned the water on and he let it fall over them. She grabbed his face and kissed him allowing her tongue to invade his mouth as his hands groped her body, it was like only the two of them existed nothing else mattered in that moment, not even the need for oxygen. Her back was against the cold wet tiles and she could feel herself sliding down his body, she could feel his large manhood rub against her centre as his hands copped a feel of every inch of her body. As she pulled back gasping for breath she threw her head back exposing her neck, where his lips descended almost immediately. "I want you so bad..." he groaned against the sweet spot where her shoulder met her neck. As she replied in a husky voice "I'm yours." She felt him bite down on her. It felt good, and made her moan, as he tenderly kissed and nibbled the spot further. As he lifted his head to meet her gaze, his eyes were dark and hooded. She could barely catch her breath when he tilted his head, she nodded encouraging him as he picked up her leg and held it around his own hip before guiding himself inside of her. She moaned out and immediately bit her lip knowing they were not alone in the house. He captured her lips understanding her problem as she moaned into his mouth. He picked up the pace immediately and began thrusting into her deeply. He could feel she was on edge, her body responded to his like it was made for him. Throughout the evening their lust for one another had grown into an animal like need. She ran her fingernails down his back and rested her hands on his rear pushing him even deeper and hitting the glorious spot that sent her spiralling. "Johnny..." she begged attempting to be quiet but failing. "Tell me darling.. tell me what you want." "You." She replied seductively making him smile. "You've got me doll..." he said pulling back almost completely out before thrusting into her deeply and hitting the sweet spot once more which made Meg moan out. Johnny's fingertips moved to in between them and he teased her clit, not relenting with the pressure until she screamed his name out.

As they came down from their joint high, Meg was gasping for breath. She lent her forehead on Johnny's shoulder as he wrapped his arms around her. "You're fucking insane at that doll." "I didn't do anything.." she smiled looking up at him. "Oh god you did..." they quickly dried off and walked back out to Meg's bedroom. Spotting their clothes everywhere Johnny chuckled "I'm glad we didn't dance like that earlier this evening..." "especially not in front of family." Meg said as she climbed into the bed whilst yanking one of Johnny's tees over her. He had left a few clothes in Meg's closet over recent weeks and he loved how she enjoyed wearing his clothes. He grabbed his tin, pulling a cigarette out of it before donning his boxers and heading out to the balcony. Meg sat in the bed and watched him from afar. "Johnny..." "Yes doll?" He turned, and lent in the door. The dark night and stars surrounded him. "You better not break my heart.." his eyebrows furrowed at that comment as he wandered in not caring about the lit cigarette between his fingers. He sat down on the edge of her side of the bed. "I don't intend to..." he said nervously. "Good, because I think I'm seriously falling for you..." Meg said with a smile.