The Eye of the Storm - Sequel to The Oncoming Storm

Chapter 25

Back at the Glam Slam, the crowd filled the entire building till it was bursting at the seams. People even stood outside in the snow huddled up against the door listening in on the Kid's very first solo performance. And the Kid commanded the stage like he owned it all to him self... in fact he did own it all to himself! He played all of his greatest songs that the crowds use to love coming to hear. Some of these songs he hadn't played in over a year. But all the feelings he felt back when he wrote them were alive again with new energy. It was a night he'll definitely remember for the rest of his life.

After the show had ended and the mass crowds of people had finally all dispersed, Prince was left to himself, sitting back in his office chair with his feet up on his desk, gently polishing his guitar. A smile still lingered on his lips as he ran his fingers softly over the newly-tightened strings of his guitar. A small knock on the office door brought him back from his world where he was reliving the events of the performance. He looked up and his smile grew as Jess entered the office.

"You definitely won," Jess smiled.

To be honest, the whole time he played, the competition hadn't once crossed his mind. He was living in the moment, and nothing else in the world mattered but the music.

"You really think so?" Prince asked sitting up in his chair, setting his guitar down on his desk.

"I know so, and there ain't no way even Morris can deny the fact that you blew him outta the water tonight."

"He'll probably still try to be a dick, but I just don't care about him anymore. He doesn't matter." Prince wrapped his hands around Jess's waist and pulled her into his lap. "You're all that matters to me."

Prince's lips met with Jess's luscious red lips, and he pulled her into a deep, passionate kiss. As their tongues entangled with one another, Jess grinded herself forward in Prince's lap, feeling his hardened length through the fabric of his pants. His sweet taste filled Jess's mouth as his tongue dominated their kiss. She could feel herself becoming wetter and wetter as she slowly grinded against Prince. Her hand subliminally wandered down to the waistband of Prince's pants, and her finger slipped inside, feeling for his heated manhood.

Right as her fingers were closing around his member, Prince snatched Jess's hand and brought her moist fingertips up to his lips. "How bad do you want it, baby?" he breathed as he licked the traces of precum from her fingers.

"Bad," she whined, the wetness between her legs increasing as Prince sucked on her fingers, gazing into her emerald eyes with his intense hazel eyes.

"Tell me how bad," he said with tantalizing smirk.

"I'll do you right here, right now on your office desk," Jess said with all seriousness.

Prince laughed and slowly stood up, holding Jess bridal style in his arms. "How about some place more comfortable than the wooden desk?" And with that, he carried her down the steps to his room and laid her down in his bed. He positioned himself on top of her and stripped her down till only her sheer lacey black thong remained. He slid down her warm caramel body and snagged his teeth on her thong as his lips slid past her throbbing womanhood. He teasingly pulled at her thong with his teeth, his tongue so tantalizingly close to her heat.

Jess couldn't bare it any longer. She needed him now. She ached for his pleasuring touch. She craved the feel of his plump lips against her second pair of lips. With a snap, her thong was off, and Prince buried his head between her thighs, sucking hard on her swollen clit. Jess let out a loud moan as the pleasure she was craving flooded her body. But just as her body was submitting to Prince's magic tongue, he pulled away from her. His eyes hungrily scanned her beautiful bare body. He licked his lips clean of her essence and demanded, "Touch yourself."