thepiratemistress

[thepiratemistress]

Chapter 12

It had been 3 straight nights on the bus. Normally spending nights on the bus didn’t bother you, but you’d grown accustomed to spending most nights in Jake’s bed and you missed him.

You looked at your phone, the time said 2:45am. The night was passing so slowly. You’d barely slept, you just couldn’t get comfortable. You missed the sound of Jake’s breathing next to you and the way his hand drifted over to touch you through the night. He was a snuggly boy until he wanted to sleep and then he preferred his own space. But he would reach across the bed to make sure you were there; he’d brush his hand against you or rest his arm across your body.

You’d give anything for that right now. You felt so unsettled and you were exhausted. You desperately needed sleep. You wondered if he was still awake, he was a night owl and fought sleep until the early hours of the morning every chance he got. You didn’t want to be needy and clingy but you opened your messages app to text him. Maybe just talking to him for a minute would help you relax.

“Hey. You up?” You typed out and sent. It didn’t take long for a reply to arrive.

“Yeah. What’s up? Everything ok?”

“Yeah, I just can’t sleep. Not used to sleeping alone anymore I guess lol”

“I know the feeling. Your absence in my bed is dismal.”

You giggled quietly at his choice of words.

“My idiot brother is currently trying to share his bunk with his girlfriend and they haven’t shut up, and we all know she’s obnoxious af. I swear I’m going to kick his ass tomorrow.”

“Gross.” You replied back. “At least it’s quiet in this bus.”

“Im envious. Sam is a fucking bastard.”

“Distract me. What are you wearing?”

“The black lacy panties you like and a tshirt.”

“Jesus. That’s a very distracting visual.”

“I thought you might like it.”

“If you’re lying about it, don’t tell me. I want to keep that visual while I imagine burying my face in the lace of those panties.”

“Oh god I’d give anything for that right now.”

“I’d press my nose against your clit just how you like it while I licked as far into you as I could.”

“Jesus Jake, you’re making me wet.”

“Good. I want you squirming in that bunk thinking about me eating that pretty pussy of yours.”

You were squirming alright. Your thighs were clamped together and you chewed on your lip imagining Jake’s mouth on you.

“Jake. You’re killing me right now.”

“Are you touching yourself yet?”

“No! Everyone’s in their bunks all around me.”

“So? You’ll just have to be quiet. Come on, slip your hand between your legs and tell me how good it feels.”

If you were alone you’d no doubt be touching yourself already. But with everyone you worked with so close by you weren’t so eager. What if someone could tell what was going on?

Just then a photo from Jake popped up on the screen. It was his hand grabbing the bulge in his pants. Fuck. It was so hot.

“Oh god, Jake”

“Come on baby. Touch yourself for me.”

You imagined the pouty face he’d be giving you and bit your lip harder. You were never going to be able to sleep now unless you got some relief. Fuck it. You slipped your hand into your underwear and started massaging yourself. You were imagining Jake was the one touching you.

“I’m so fucking wet right now”

“Mmm. Good girl.”

That phrase basically turned you into a faucet. You were soaked and throbbing. You slid your finger in and out trying to keep your breathing quiet.

“I’m thinking about wrapping my lips around your clit and sucking. I’d make you feel so good.”

“Fuck” was all you could manage to reply. You started rubbing circles on your clit. You needed to cum so bad. You needed to come in Jakes mouth, but for now your own fingers would have to suffice.

“Are you rubbing your cock while you think about sucking my clit?” You asked him

He replied “of course” accompanied by a picture of his hand fisting his hard cock.

“That’s the prettiest picture I’ve ever seen” you replied.

“I want to watch you cum.” He sent back.

Suddenly your phone started buzzing with a FaceTime from Jake. You answered to see his face with his finger on his lips telling you “shhh”. He flipped the camera around and you saw him rubbing himself. You watched as he worked his hand up and down his length.

You were so unbelievably turned on it was miserable. You massaged your clit while you watched Jake stroking his cock, feeling an orgasm bubbling at the surface. You bit down on your lip as your body shuddered with pleasure. Jake’s cock was dripping and you knew he was about to cum too. You focused on the phone screen trying to stay quiet. You saw his hips buck a little as the orgasm hit. His release ran over his thumb and dripped onto his belly. You’d give anything to lick it off of him right now. Your orgasm only provided a little relief, it only made you crave Jake more.

He ended the call and texted “Damn. Watching you watch me was hot.”

“I always love watching you” you replied

“Think you can sleep now?” He asked

“I hope so.”


“Goodnight. Sleep well love.”

“Goodnight Jake.”

You set your phone down and slid farther down under the blanket. Talking to Jake and having an orgasm had relaxed you enough that you felt your body drift towards sleep.

The next morning you crawled out of your bed. You changed from pajamas to regular clothes, but instead of slipping the black underwear back into your bag, you tucked them into the pocket of your jeans and headed out of the bus. It was late morning and most of the guys were piling out of the bus. It had been a long night of driving and everyone needed to get out of the cramped quarters for a bit. You figured everyone would find some breakfast and then head back to the bus to sleep for a few more hours before sound check. You had a list of things to do during that time so you knew you wouldn’t see Jake again until much later. As you walked towards the group everyone mumbled greetings as they headed towards the venue door. You walked up to Jake and pressed the lacy underwear into his hand as you passed him. Before stepping through the door you looked over your shoulder at him as he stuffed them into his pocket. He looked up at you with a look that burned right through you. You smirked at him and headed into the building.

A few minutes later you were sitting in a room checking emails while Sam and Danny lounged on the couches when Jake stormed into the room.

“Both of you, get out. Now.” He barked at Sam and Danny

“What? Why?” Asked Sam looking confused.

“Because I said so that’s why.” He glared, taking a step closer.

“Ok! Ok!” Said Sam throwing his hands up dramatically, “We’re going!”

Danny silently stood up and headed for the door.

“Y/N you’d better hurry before Jake explodes” Said Sam rolling his eyes

“No. She stays.” Growled Jake.

Sam started to protest but Danny pushed him through the door and closed it behind them.

Jake turned to face you, his gaze melting you on the spot. He didn’t say anything, he just held up his hand and crooked his finger, summoning you to him.

You stood and walked across the room to him while he unfastened his belt and unzipped his jeans. Your body was buzzing with anticipation.

[thepiratemistress]

Chapter 11

The tour had resumed and you’d hit the ground running. The schedule was packed. You spent every night in Jake’s hotel rooms, and the nights everyone slept on the bus were long and tortuous without him. Jake had become a little more bold with his displays of affection, he often slid them in despite other people being in the room, however to the best of your knowledge no one was the wiser.

The next show was in Texas and it was insanely hot outside. The social media team had asked if you’d help with a project that involved going out to talk to/interview fans in the line outside a couple hours before the show. You knew you’d be sweating to death so you opted to wear a lightweight sundress that day. You figured the less material sticking to your body, the better.

It was getting close to lunch time and you headed into the band’s hangout room to see what they were up to. Josh was drawing in the far corner of the room while Sam and Danny were playing a video game on the couch. Jake was seated on the arm of the couch closest to the door. Jake’s eyes locked onto you the moment you stepped through the door. His gaze nearly melted you on the spot. You weren’t sure you’d ever get used to him looking at you as if he wanted to devour you.

Instinctively you walked toward him. None of the guys paid much attention to your presence, thankfully because as soon as you got close enough Jake grabbed your wrist and tugged you closer to him. You maintained enough distance to not draw attention to yourselves, but you were well within his reach.

“Hey”. He spoke softly, flashing you an adorable smile.

“Hey. What’s up?” You replied, blushing a little from the attention.

“I’m kicking Daniel’s ass in this game that’s what’s up!” hollered Sam as he mashed the buttons on the game controller in an attempt to win.

“No you’re not, Sam.” laughed Danny.

“These fuckers have been at this all morning.” Said Jake rolling his eyes.

“Seems intense.” You laughed.

Jake’ hand skimmed the back of your leg, sending a shiver down your spine. You looked at him but he was watching the tv screen while he absentmindedly touched you. Assuming no one noticed, you didn’t pull away. His fingers were soft and gentle as they grazed across your skin. You wanted to close our eyes and relax into his touch, but you fought to stay focused and not let on. You stood there for a few minutes enjoying the feeling of Jake’s hand on your skin before you felt a shift in his focus. His hand slowly started working its way higher on your leg. You shifted your weight a little to remind him not to mess around, but he ignored your hint. He continued working his fingers along your skin until he’d reached the edge of your underwear. His hand gave a slight squeeze to the underside of your ass before his fingers slipped between your legs. Dear god what was he doing?! Did he expect you to just stand there in the room with his brothers while he fingered you? You looked down at him subtly. While he didn’t look up at you, he definitely noticed you watching him. He smirked as his fingers rubbed the damp fabric against your slit. you sucked in a breath as you brought your hand to your mouth and started chewing on the nail of your thumb. You fought the urge to grind against Jake’s hand as he rubbed and pressed his fingers against you. No one in the room knew what was happening between the two of you and Jake never let on as his fingers slipped between the material and your skin and dipped between your folds. You swallowed hard and tried not to focus on the rhythm of his finger moving back and forth. You were so fucking wet and you were starting to ache with the need for release. Jake could feel your tension and the pad of his finger found your clit. He began lightly rubbing circles on it and you were sure your knees would give out. You glanced around for something to steady yourself with but there was nothing. Oh god there was no way you could just stand there nonchalantly while you came on his fingers. You told yourself you had to move, to stop him before it got to that point but his touch felt so good you couldn’t find the ability to pull away. You started to feel like you were nearing the edge. A mixture of panic and ecstasy swirled in your brain. Just as you bit down on your lip to prepare yourself for the inevitable, the tour manager popped her head around the corner of the doorway and said “Let’s go boys. Lunch is here.”

There was a shuffle of movement as Sam and Danny stopped their game and Josh stood from the table. Jake reluctantly pulled his fingers from you and out from under your skirt. He stood and they all moved to leave the room. You still hadn’t managed to move. Danny noticed and turned toward you, “Hey y/n, you coming?”

Jake covered his chuckle with a cough as your face no doubt turned a shade of pink.

“Uh, yeah. Just a minute and I’ll catch up.” You said trying to sound relaxed.

Jake turned and hooked his arm across your shoulders, “Oh come on y/n. Give work a break for a few and come eat lunch. We can’t be starving the crew, we’ll get a bad rap.”

The guys chimed in and cracked some jokes as you all headed out of the room. You pulled away from Jake and fell into step beside Josh. That asshole was going to pay for the sweet torture he’d just put you through.

[thepiratemistress]

Chapter 10

The tour was on break for a few weeks so everyone went to their prospective homes. It was nice to be back in your apartment, you’d enjoyed lounging on the couch watching Netflix and crime documentaries, and being able to stay in your pjs all day was definitely a perk. But you missed the team and the guys. You were used to spending all of your time with them so when you weren’t together, it felt a little strange. For the most part everyone was good friends and enjoyed spending time together so there was always fun to be had or someone to talk to. You especially missed Jake. It had been a week since you got home and you hadn’t talked to him. You thought about texting him a million different times, to see what he was up to, to tell him you missed him, to just talk to him. But every time you chickened out. You figured if he wanted to talk to you, he’d call, and he was probably busy anyway. You assumed he was hanging out with friends and doing things he can’t while on tour. He probably hadn’t even had time to miss you. You wondered if things would be the same after break or if he’d lose interest in your absence. You tried not to think about it too much. You didn’t want to read too much into anything and make yourself miserable.

You glanced at your phone and were contemplating texting one of your friends to see if they’d want to come over, when it dinged with a text. You picked it up and nearly dropped it. It was from Jake. You opened it:

“Hey. What are you doing tonight and why isn’t it me?”

You chuckled as your fingers tapped across the screen with your reply.

“I’m on my couch watching tv. I haven’t heard from you in a few days, I figured you were busy.”

“If I told you to be here by 10 would you?”

You thought for a moment, it was already a little after 9.

“You’re going to make me get off my couch and change out of my sweatpants this late?”

“No. Wear the sweats. Just get your ass over here.”
God you liked it when Jake was bossy. You were already starting to feel the heat between your legs. You chewed your lip for a second before hopping up from the couch and grabbing your keys.

You didn’t live very far from Jake’s so it didn’t take you long to get there. You pulled up in front of his house, you could see a light on inside you and wondered for a moment what he was doing inside. Was he playing guitar? Watching something on tv? Reading? You got out of your car and headed up to his front door. You knocked on the front door, hoping he was actually serious about his demand to see you.

The door opens to Jake standing there, wearing sweatpants, barefoot, with his favorite old ratty t-shirt on. He looks absolutely delicious. He has a lazy smile on his face, but when he sees you his eyes darken and roam over you.

You suddenly felt self conscious. Maybe he wasn’t serious about the sweatpants. You mentally scolded yourself for not changing and doing your hair.

“God damn, woman.” He said, his voice low and sultry. “You look incredibly sexy. He reached forward and grabbed you by the waistband of your pants and pulled you into him. His lips locked with yours in a slow, deep kiss. He swung the door shut behind you and wrapped his arms around you, his hands gripping your ass and holding you tight against him. You hooked your arms around his neck and leaned into him, your brain turning to mush as he kissed you breathless.

“Mmmm. I’ve missed you.” He said against your lips as he pulled back.

“Me too.” You replied.

He released his hold on you and laced his fingers loosely through yours and pulled you towards the living room. You looked around as you walked, trying to take it all in. The room was so unequivocally Jake with the dark walls, stone fireplace and shelves filled with books and albums. There were scatterings of decor amongst the things, pieces that matched his vintage piratical style. It wasn’t overly bright, the only light

came from a couple of lamps. The room was gorgeous, but cozy; warm and welcoming. Opposite the fireplace sat a leather couch and an oversized chair with an ottoman. You knew immediately that the chair was Jake’s spot. His empty glass of whiskey on a coaster sat on a wooden table between the chair and the couch along with a small stack of books.

Jake led you to the chair and sat down. He pulled you down onto his lap, shifting you so you faced sideways and could lean against the arm of the chair. You settled in as he rested his arm on your legs.

“Hey.” He smirked at you.

“Hey yourself.” You smirked back. “Did you really miss me or are you just horny?”

Jake chuckled, “Can my answer be both?”

You laughed. If the tables were reversed you’d have answered the same.

“I was trying to give you some space, so you didn’t feel pressured to hang out with me.” Jake watched his hand as it moved back and forth on your leg. “But I couldn’t take it anymore.”

“Well, that’s awfully sweet of you, but I don’t feel pressured to hang out with you. I’ve been missing you too, as a matter of fact.”

Jake smiled and looked at you. “Is that so?”

“Mmmmhmmm.” You nodded. Jake squeezed your leg with his hand and he reached up with his other hand to grab the back of your neck. He pulled you in for a kiss. It was a slow, gentle kiss. His lips were soft and moved against yours with a steady rhythm. He took his time kissing you, his hand holding your neck firmly but softly. He moved his tongue slowly along your bottom lip and you knew he wanted to slide his tongue inside your mouth. You parted your lips for him and he dipped his tongue in to slide across yours. You were pretty sure there’s wasn’t anything this man couldn’t do well. He kissed in a way reminiscent of how his fingers move across the neck of his guitar. Skilled and effortlessly his lips and tongue danced with yours. It had been awhile since you’d taken the time to just make out and you were both consumed in that moment. Jake dipped his tongue deep into your mouth again and you sucked on it, earning a deep moan from him. His hand slid from your leg up your belly to your chest where he cupped your breast and began gently massaging. Jake’s hands were strong and steady as he caressed and rubbed, dragging his thumbs across your nipples with every pass. The two of you kissed until you were both panting and breathless.

“I almost forgot how much I like kissing you.” Grinned Jake, sliding his hand back down to your legs. “I’m kind of in the mood for some wine now, how about you?”

You nodded and stood up and then followed Jake towards his kitchen. His kitchen was gorgeous. Not overly large but big enough to accommodate the cooking he so loved. You leaned against the counter as you watched Jake grab a bottle of wine and a couple of glasses. He looked so comfortable and relaxed moving around his kitchen. He caught you staring and smiled at you.

“What are you looking at so intently?” He asked, moving to stand beside you, opening the bottle and pouring some in each glass.

“Your ass. It looks good in sweatpants.” You teased, earning a chuckle from Jake.

“As does yours. I wasn’t at all prepared for how damn sexy you were going to look standing at my door in those sweatpants of yours. I nearly took you right then and there.” He mused.

The thought of Jake ravishing you right there in the doorway was enough to make you clench your thighs together, and you chewed on your bottom lip while you imagined the scenario.

Jake turned and stepped towards you, “You dirty girl, you’re imagining it right now aren’t you?” He asked, that mischievous smile on his face.

“Maybe.” You smiled back, reaching to take the glass of wine he offered. You brought it to your lips for a sip. Jake took a drink from his own glass, but his eyes were locked on you. He stepped a little closer and the fingers of his free hand played with the waistband of your pants while he talked.

“Have you been enjoying the break so far?” He asked, seeming genuinely interested in your answer.

You smiled and told him a little about what you’d been up to. Jake listened intently, asking questions and interjecting about how he’d spent his own time off. The two of you stood in the kitchen for awhile chatting. It reminded you of the times before when you’d stayed awake long after everyone went off to bed and you would talk and ramble about whatever nonsense was on your minds. Jake loved to talk about the things he enjoyed and his voice was so soothing, so intoxicating, you could listen to him forever. However his fingers at your waist were beginning to dip under the elastic and move across your skin. He had moved closer and his voice was a bit lower and no doubt he was starting to think about doing less talking and more touching. You reached out and grabbed his shirt and tugged him in closer for a kiss. You tasted the wine on his lips, sucking his bottom lip into your mouth and biting down gently. Jake growled and you couldn’t help but laugh.

“You’re such a feisty little thing sometimes you know.” He said, reaching beside you to grab the wine bottle. “Let me pour you some more and maybe we could resume our fun in the other room.”

“You’re a horny bastard you know that?” You teased. You lifted your glass to your lips at the same moment Jake poked at your ribs in response, causing you to spill some wine down your chest. “Oh shit.” You exclaimed, “I’m sorry.” You felt a little embarrassed, but before you could do anything about it, Jake spoke

“No worries, let me take care of it.” He bent his head and licked his tongue along the spot on your chest, catching the spilled wine on his tongue. He pressed his mouth against your skin and sucked, flicking his tongue as he did. “I have an idea. Will you take off your shirt for me doll?” He asked, lifting his head to meet your gaze. You’d do anything this man asked you to do, so instinctively you nodded. Jake took your own glass along with his and set them on the counter before leaning back to watch you pull your shirt up over your head. “Your bra too.” He commanded. You reached behind your back to unhook the clasps and then let the bra fall from your arms to the floor between you. Jake made a low sound of approval a he looked between your breasts, licking his lips. He reached out and took hold of one of your wrists, grabbed the bottle of wine and led you around the kitchen counter to where his table sat. He backed you up against the table and reached down to grab you under your ass, lifting you to sit on top of it.

“Lay back for me darling.” He said as he pulled his own shirt up over his head. You did as he instructed, the heat between your legs building. Jake stepped forward and tipped the wine bottle to slowly pour wine onto your chest and down to your belly. You flinched a little as the liquid dripped onto your body. Your eyes watched Jake move as he leaned down and starting at your belly, began lapping up the wine along the trail he’d just made.

“Oh god, Jake.” You moaned. He hummed against your skin in response, the vibration adding to the pleasure you felt.

He reached again for the bottle as he lifted his head. You watched as his eyes focused in on your chest and he leaned forward to pour wine onto each of your breasts, watching as the deep red liquid covered your nipples.

“This may be one of my best ideas to date.” He murmured before leaning down to suck one of your nipples into his mouth. He sucked hard and slow, his teeth grazing along the pebbled flesh. You arched your back and whimpered while he moaned in satisfaction, licking and sucking, lavishing attention on each breast, being sure to lick up every drop of wine. He swirled his tongue around before capturing one nipple between his teeth. He slowly bit down until you were writhing beneath him.

“Jake. Oh fuck. Oh my god.” You exclaimed.

Jake released his hold and stood back up. “I’m going to need these to come off too.” He said, grabbing your sweatpants and pulling them off. “And……fuck. Those are so damn sexy.” He groaned, reaching down to finger the delicate fabric covering your throbbing pussy. “Roll over for me doll.”

You were panting and about to combust but you did as you were told. You rolled onto your belly and Jake let out a string of filthy praise. You yelped as his hand smacked against your ass. He leaned down to kiss the spot before hooking his fingers under your thong and pulling it off of you. He then grabbed the bottle of wine and poured down your back and ass before covering both cheeks. He didn’t hesitate to start licking it up, his lips and tongue sucking and swirling as he went. He reached down to knead at your ass while he drank up the wine from your skin. You were lost in the feeling of Jake’s hands and mouth on your body. Your pussy was soaked and aching for attention, but Jake was still worshiping your backside. He pulled your cheeks apart and licked you.

“Jesus. Fuck Jake.” You moaned as he explored, his fingers digging into your flesh. Your breathing was ragged and hard, but Jake held you firmly in place. He gave his head one last shake before pulling away panting.

“Get on your back for me.” He said, smacking your ass once more.

You flipped over and sat up on your elbows to watch as he poured wine onto your throbbing cunt. The liquid coated your folds as Jake licked his lips in anticipation. Your head dropped back with a heavy moan as he pressed his mouth to you and began drinking up the wine. His tongue moved across you with ease and familiarity. He pressed his face into you as his tongue played with your entrance. You bucked your hips into him, desperately searching for some friction against your clit. You reached down to tangle your fingers into his hair, holding him tight against you until you found the right rhythm against his nose. His tongue moved in and out and you begged him to give you what you so desperately needed.

“Jake. Please. I need it.” You whined.

Jake pulled away from your body and looked up at you. “What is it that you need darling?” He smiled.

“Damn it Jake you know what I need. Please.” Your voice louder this time.

“Yes, but I want to hear you say it.” He chuckled.

Your hands flew to your face in exasperation. “You’re an asshole.”

Jake laughed harder and reached his finger out to tease you ever so lightly.

“I need to cum Jake.”

“You didn’t say please.” He cooed, still rubbing his finger against you.

“Please Jake. Please. I need it so bad.” You cried.

“Mmmmm….I like it when you beg, baby.” He said, dipping his finger inside of you a little, making you squirm.

“Oh my god, please Jake. My clit. Please! I need you to suck on it so I can cum.” You panted.

“Mmm….needy little slut…” Jake moaned as he bent forward and wrapped his lips around your swollen clit. You nearly came undone at the contact. You reached out to grab at the edge of the table, desperate to hold on to something as he sucked, his lips tight and his tongue flicking against you with every pulse.

You felt yourself nearing the edge, as did Jake. He wrapped his hands around your hips and held you tight, preventing you from squirming away from the intensity of his touch. He was relentless as he kept a steady rhythm, sending your body crashing into an orgasm so intense you arched off the table as you cried out his name.

Your body was still riding the waves of your orgasm as Jake pulled away panting. “Jesus. Christ. Fuck.” He barked out as he stood up quickly. He grabbed your hips and yanked you closer, lined his cock up with your center and slammed into you. The sound of skin slapping was loud as Jake grunted and thrust into you over and over. There was nothing comfortable about how you were laying on the table but you didn’t care. You reached out again to hold on to the table as he buried himself in you time after time. His cock was thick and filled you so full.

“Oh my God Jake. Fuck. Keep fucking me. So hard baby. Yes.” You chanted encouraging him to keep up his pace. He was sweating, and his face -you’d seen that look so many times before. Not only in secret when he fucked you, but on stage when he lost himself in the music. It was the look of being utterly consumed with passion as if he were about to burst into flames at any moment. His mouth was moving as he growled and grunted, throwing in phrases of “god damn” and “fuck” amidst the noises.

He shifted his hips a little and he placed his hands on your lower abdomen. With one hand he pressed down, making your eyes nearly roll back into your head.

“Holy shit, Jake. That feels amazing!” You pant as he continues thrusting into you, the pressure on your belly creating the most mind blowing sensation.

“Cum on my cock you needy little slut.” He growled, stretching his thumb down to rub your clit. Without warning, the waves of an intense orgasm hit you as your body tightened around Jake, the wetness of your release soaking him.

Jake thrust into you several more times before pulling himself out and pumping his cock with his hand. You lifted your head in time to see his own release. He threw his head back as his cum scattered across your belly. He let out a loud grunt as he let go and gave in to the orgasm. His body shuddered and his chest heaved as he panted and drained himself onto you. Watching him lose control in such a primal way was better than you could ever have imagined.

Slowly his body settled and he looked down at you, resting his hands on the table on either side of your hips.

“Fuck.” He breathed out.

You dropped one of your hands down on to his. “That was….definitely one of your best ideas.” You laughed.

Jake laughed and stood upright. “Yes, and quite messy.” He reached out his hands and helped you sit up.

“Shit. Yah, I’m going to need a shower after that for sure.” You said, surveying your sticky body.

“Well wouldn’t you know, I happen to have one of those.” He smirked.

“Lead the way, Captain.” You grinned as he tugged you towards the stairs.

[thepiratemistress]

Chapter 9

You woke up the next morning reluctant to open your eyes. You’d slept well but it wasn’t enough to make up for the exhaustion you’d felt. Call time was noon so you had a few hours to slowly get moving and ready for the day. You looked over at Jake. He was laying on his stomach, and his hands were up by his face and his hair was messy. He was gorgeous even as he slept. You rolled onto your side and leaned towards him to kiss the back of his shoulder. He didn’t respond so you kissed your way across his back and towards his neck.

“Jake. Wake up.” You whispered between kisses. As you neared his ear, Jake let out a low groan. “Wake up Jakey. Please.” You whined into his ear, sticking your tongue out to lick at his ear.

He started to stir and you shifted back to your side of the bed. He turned towards you, his eyes still closed.

“No. I don’t want to get up yet.” He grunted at you, his voice low and gravely from sleep.

“But Jakey please,” you whined again, “I need you. I need your cock.” Still refusing to open his eyes, he rolled onto his back and tucked his right hand behind his head. “Help yourself darling.”

With a bit of a giggle, you scooted closer to him and ran your hand across his belly. You pressed your lips to his chest lightly and then ran your tongue across his nipple. He sucked in a breath as you sucked on it a little while your hand made its way down to his cock. You lightly ran your hand across it and down to cup his balls. He twitched a little as you massaged them gently. They were big and you liked how much he enjoyed you playing with them. After a few moments you moved to grip his cock. You slowly rubbed your hand up and down, squeezing ever so slightly, causing Jake’s breathing to pick up a little.

“I love your cock Jake, mmmmmm that’s it baby, get nice and hard for me.” His dick twitched in your hand, he was hard alright. Touching him made your own body start to ache with need. You felt yourself getting wet and ready for him.

“How about your show me how much you love my cock with your mouth sweetheart.” Jake crooned.

You scooted down the bed and moved the sheets to expose his thick, hard cock. God you loved sucking on it so much. When you weren’t with him, it’s all you could think about. You held him with one hand as you lightly flicked your tongue across the head, earning a a low soft growl from Jake. You flicked across it a few more times before swirling your tongue around it slowly.

“Fuck.” Jake said low under his breath. You continued teasing the tip of his cock, licking, pressing gentle kisses on it, putting your lips around it and sucking. Jake was calm for a while but then he started getting restless.

“Put it in your mouth love.” He said with a hint of desperation and frustration in his voice. You smiled, proud of yourself for your ability to drive him crazy, and then slipped his cock into your mouth. You sucked as you slid it back and forth in your mouth. Jake’s free hand moved to the back of your head, his fingers spreading through your hair.

“Good girl.” He moaned.

That phrase was the biggest turn on, it lit a fire within you and made you desperate to please him, to hear him praise you over and over, his voice thick with pleasure and satisfaction. You shifted on your elbows and pushed his cock to the back of your throat and sucked hard. You bobbed against him, his cock hitting your throat over and over while you gripped the base tightly.

“Jesus Christ y/n.” exclaimed Jake as his fingers tightened in your hair. “That feels so fucking good.”

You released him with a pop and licked at him for a moment before taking him back into your mouth. You twisted your hand and pumped him as you sucked him, causing his hips to buck under you a little. The thickness of his cock filled your mouth as you worked it with your lips and tongue. You took a deep breath and pushed his cock again to the back of your throat. This time Jake’s hand pressed against the back of your head, urging you to take him deeper.

“Just a little bit more sweetheart. You can do it. That’s my girl.” He praised as you pushed him into your throat. It bordered on too much and you couldn’t stop yourself from gagging, but you had learned by now that Jake got off on that and enjoyed it immensely. You pulled him from your mouth with a pop and gasped to catch your breath, letting yourself drool onto his dick. You looked up at him to find his eyes watching you. You pumped his cock with your hand as you licked your lips.

“God damn, you look so fucking pretty when you’re sucking my cock.” He said, brushing your hair back from your face.

“As much as I love sucking it, and I really REALLY do, it makes me so fucking wet and I desperately need you inside of me. Now.” You said as you moved straddle him. Jake slipped his hand between you and dipped a finger through your slit.

“Fuck. You weren’t kidding. Ride my cock baby. Make yourself feel good on it.”

You raised up and reached down to line his cock up. You slowly lowered yourself onto him.

“Oh God.” You exclaimed. From this position Jake’s cock filled you so full. Your thighs clenched around him and your head dropped forward. You pressed your hands against his chest, bracing yourself. It took you a moment to adjust to him inside of you. It felt good. No, it felt incredible. Jake ran his hands up and down your thighs.

“Ride darling. Fuck yourself with my cock.” He growled.

You sat up and began rocking your hips. Jake reached up to play with your nipples while you bounced and rocked until your legs started to ache. You leaned back and he slipped one of his hands between you to stroke your clit while you continued to grind against him. Your head dropped back as your body tensed from the orgasm that shook through you. Jake’s fingers massaged and teased as you rode the high of your release. You moaned and whimpered his name as you came, your body clenching around his cock. You lifted yourself enough to slip him out of you and began stroking him. You continued to grind against him, pumping his cock harder against your belly.

“Come for me Jakey. Come all over me.” You whimpered. His hips bucked under you and you felt the warmth of his release against your skin.

“That’s it baby. Just like that.” You cooed as he throbbed and twitched in your hand. He let out a deep moan as his eyes took in the sight of you, satisfied and wearing his cum.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous.” He breathed out as you smiled at him. “Maybe you should wake me up like this every day.” He teased.

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Chapter 8

The rest of the day and night was nothing but a shit show for you. There were mix-ups on the schedule, miscommunication between the vendor and the tour management team, the internet was spotty and you struggled to upload content and send emails. It was one fucking thing after another and you didn’t even make it out to watch the show. You spent the entire time trying to finish a project that was on a serious deadline. You sat alone in an empty room scowling at your computer until a crew member stepped in to inform you they were rolling out soon. You sighed and packed up your bag.

As you walked towards the busses you saw Jake leaned against the side of the band bus smoking. He noticed you and gestured for you to join him. It was dark and in that moment you didn’t care about being seen. You walked to him and leaned your body into his. His arm snaked around your waist and down to cup your ass. You buried your face in his neck and breathed in his scent. He had showered since the show and smelled like a delicious mix of soap and his cologne.

“Hey.” He spoke softly next to your ear. “Where’ve you been? I didn’t see you during the show.”

You sighed, “I was dealing with work shit. It has been a frustrating and exhausting night.

“That sucks. I’m sorry to hear that. You want a hit?” He asked, offering you the blunt between his fingers.

“I’ve never smoked before, so, no thanks.” You answered sheepishly. Jake and the other guys smoked all the time and he was probably shocked you had never tried it.

“Lemme help you with it baby” his voice raspy and low. He took another puff but before exhaling he leaned in and kissed you. The kiss was deep as he urged you to open your lips. You inhaled the combination of smoke and Jake and felt your body relax a little. Kissing him was intoxicating and everything you needed in that moment. You sighed against his mouth as he ended the kiss.

“Want to come to my room when we get to the hotel? Josh has his own room tonight.” He lifted the blunt to his mouth again and took another hit. This time when he exhaled he blew the smoke towards you letting it drift across your face.

“I’m not sure I’m up for any vigorous activities tonight Jake. I’m exhausted.” You leaned your head against his shoulder.

He chuckled a little and said “Come over anyway. I do know how to be a gentleman you know.”

You lifted your head to look at him as you heard someone call out to load up for departure.

Before you could react Jake grabbed your hand and said “Come on, ride with us to the hotel.”

You balked at the idea. “Jake, no. What will -“

He cut you off; “Relax. No one will think twice about it. You’ve ridden with us before.” He tugged you around the side of the bus. You were too tired to fight it, and he was right. You’d been on their bus countless times. And it was a short drive to the hotel anyway.

When you pulled up to the hotel, as per the usual, after room keys were handed out, everyone scattered. Sam took off with his dog for a pre-bedtime walk, crew and team members headed to their respective rooms, and Danny stood outside on the phone. Your room was in the same hall as the twins’ rooms so naturally you all headed off in the same direction. Josh, never knowing when to stop talking, babbled to Jake the entire elevator ride. Jake feigned interest, throwing in an occasional “uh huh” or “yeah” to keep Josh content, but his focus was on you. He stood close in the elevator, his hand lightly rubbing against your leg. You thought about what it would be like to ride in an elevator alone with Jake, how he’d no doubt push you against the wall and make out with you, while his hands roamed all over your body. You started to fidget just as the doors opened onto your floor.

The three of you walked down the hall towards the rooms. Jake was close at your side, Josh on his other side, still going on about whatever it was they’d been talking about in the elevator. You came to the boys’ rooms first- they were side by side while yours was across the hall. Josh kept on talking as you all stopped in front of the doors. You shifted on your feet a little. Should you wait for Josh to go to his room? Or maybe you should go to your room and then sneak back out to Jake’s.

“Josh.” Jake said, interrupting.

Josh had turned his attention to you and was talking your ear off.

“Josh, shut up.” Jake said a little more annoyed this time.

Josh paused and looked between you, a knowing smirk spreading across his face.

You started to move towards your room, afraid of Josh knowing your secret, but Jake grabbed your hand and tugged you back towards his room and said

“Say goodnight, Josh.”

“Goodnight Josh.” Chuckled Josh, a shit eating grin on his face at this point. “I have earplugs so don’t worry about fucking loud. Loud sex is good sex!” he winked as your face turned several shades of pink.

Jake unlocked his door and pulled you inside calling over his shoulder “Not another damn word about this you fucker!”

He set his bag down on the table as he sighed, “He’s such an idiot.”

“Jake, you just admitted to him that we’re fucking around!” You squeaked, a look of anxiety on your face.

“Nah. He’s known for a while, doll. But he won’t say anything. I keep his secrets, he keeps mine.” He shrugged.

You chewed on your bottom lip unsure of what to say. Jake kicked his boots off and walked across the room to you.

“Serious y’n, stop stressing about it. I already told you what happens between us doesn’t affect your job. If you don’t want to do this anymore, your job is still safe. I’m not an asshole like that. You don’t have to fuck me to keep your job.” He said, stopping in front of you.

“I don’t want to stop, Jake.” You said softly reaching out to play with the buttons of his shirt. “I like fucking you. I like sucking your dick. And to be honest I like the way you sneak in ways to touch me throughout the day. I don’t want to change any of it.” You start to unbutton his shirt as you talk, “I just don’t want to be treated any differently when it comes to my job ya know.” You lean forward to kiss his neck a few times, relishing in the taste of his skin. “Just promise me when you decide to end this that we can do it amicably and as painless as possible so I can keep my job.”

Jake chuckled as you went back to kissing his neck, “It’s much too early to be discussing ending anything, love. Let’s not overthink this.”

You slid your hands into Jake’s open shirt, lightly trailing your fingers across his stomach.

“You know, it’s incredibly difficult to focus on a serious conversation when you’re sucking on my neck like that.” He murmured lazily.

You pulled back from him with a chuckle.

“Hey, I didn’t say to stop!” he whined pulling you back towards him by the front pockets of your jeans.

You laughed as you pushed away from him. “Jake, wait, as delicious as your neck is, I really need a shower and a bed. Today kicked my ass.”

He groaned as you escaped his hold. “Well if you’re showering, I’m coming with you.” He tossed his shirt aside and started undoing his pants.

“Oh, you think you’re getting shower sex, huh?” you teased, smiling at him as you headed towards the bathroom.

Jake lunged towards you, making you squeal as you darted into the bathroom. He quickly caught up with you and grabbed you around the waist kissing you playfully. He slowly backed you towards the shower and when he got close enough he reached behind you and turned the water on.

“Make it hot and steamy please, my muscles are aching.” You mumbled against his lips.

Jake stepped back and made quick work of sliding off his pants. You tugged your own clothes off and tossed them aside as you stared at Jake.

“What are you staring at?” he asked, raising his eyebrows.

“You. You’re kind of hot.” You bit your lip as you took in the sight of him.

“Yeah, I know.” Jake winked as he spoke.

“Fuck you, you bastard.” You laughed as you turned to step into the shower.

Jake slapped your ass making you yelp. “Oh you’re going to alright. Now get in the shower.”

You climbed into the shower, Jake right behind you. You turned to face him as the water ran over your neck and back. Jake scooted in to kiss you, his hand immediately dipping down to rub between your legs. You parted them for him and rocked your hips into him as he toyed with your clit. He kissed you sloppily as his fingers picked up their pace, sending a warm singly sensation throughout your body. Without saying anything you turned around and pressed your ass into him. His dick was hard and you shifted your hips to rub against it. Jake’s hands ran up and down your body, while he kissed at your neck and shoulder. You reached back to touch his hips.

“Fuck me, Jake. Make me feel good.” You moaned.

Jake let out a noise somewhere between a growl and a grunt as he lined his cock up. You spread your legs to let him slide inside of you. You braced your hands on the shower wall as Jake began pumping into you. His hands covered your breasts as his cock slid into your core, the hot water adding to the intense sensation. You dropped your head back to rest against Jake and placed one of your hands over his. Jake grunted and moaned against your ear as he fucked you, holding your body tightly against his. His hands squeezed and massaged against your tight, sensitive nipples as his mouth sucked at the skin on your neck. Your body was buzzing with arousal and as you neared the edge, yet you were totally relaxed, the stress of the day washing away with the water. Jake ran one of his hands down your belly to rub your clit. He knew you were close and he was going to drag you over the edge with his fingers. They rubbed in a steady quick rhythm as his cock continued to hit your sweet spot deep inside of you.

“I’m close Jake. Oh god, I’m going to come.” You squeaked out as the orgasm overtook you. Your body tensed and shuddered as Jake kept up his movements until you’d ridden the waves completely. In one swift motion he pulled himself from you and you felt his cock against your ass as he found his own release. You both stood there for a few moments as your breathing settled.

“Did that feel good baby?” Jake asked after he caught his breath.

You turned to face him, “Yeah, that felt amazing. YOU are amazing.” You smiled as you wrapped your arms around him and kissed him. Jake reached for the soap and let you stand in the hot water while he massaged and washed your entire body, including your hair. You were so relaxed you knew it wouldn’t take long to fall asleep once you crawled into the bed. Your eyes were already getting heavy.

After shutting off the water you both made quick work of drying off and getting ready for bed. Jake was already in bed when you stepped out of the bathroom. He looked content and comfortable and you were dying to curl up next to him. You headed towards your bag to grab a t-shirt when Jake’s sleepy voice said

“Drop the towel and get in bed already.”

“Just a second, I’m grabbing a shirt.”

“No.” He said, causing you to turn and look at him. With puppy dog eyes he whined “I want you naked in bed. Please.”

“Jake.” you protested. “I seriously don’t have the energy for anything else!”

“I know. But I’ve been thinking about you naked in my bed all damn day. Please. I’ll behave.” He pleaded.

You knew it was pointless to argue, and besides, you liked the idea of his skin against yours. You walked towards the bed and dropped the towel, making a show of climbing in next to him.

“Hey, I said I’d behave, but I’m not responsible for what happens next if you make me hard again.” He said, his voice thick with lust.

You grinned at him as you snuggled in under the blanket. “Settle down Kiszka, I need sleep.”

You leaned in and kissed him lightly before rolling onto your side. Jake hooked his arm over your waist and pulled you back against him.

“Cuddle with me baby.” He whined as he worked his leg between yours. You relaxed your body into his. He was warm and cozy and you wanted to memorize this moment so you’d never forget it. Were you in love with him? Hell you didn’t know. But you loved being with him and you didn’t see any reason to think too deeply beyond that. Your breathing slowed as you felt yourself drifting off to sleep, vaguely aware of Jake’s hand slipping up between your boobs to cup one. His thumb gently brushed back and forth across your nipple as his own breathing slowed and he fell asleep.

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Chapter 7

You’d been back at the venue for awhile, everyone hanging around between the various rooms. The guys were congregated in the room you’d chosen to work in. They were up to their usual antics, Josh was drawing and writing in his notebook and the other three were fiddling around with instruments, singing and making as much noise as possible.

After a couple of hours the room emptied out as everyone headed to the common room to get some food. You stayed behind to catch a few minutes of quiet while you jotted down some notes. You heard the footsteps of his boots as Jake slipped back in. You turned around just as he got close; boxing you in against the counter you’d been working at.

“Are you really mad at me?” He asked softly, his big brown eyes searching yours for an answer.

“Kind of. Not really.” you answer with a slight shrug of your shoulder.

“Talk to me. What’s bothering you? What can I do to fix it? He lightly brushed his thumb against your arm.

“It’s really nothing.” I say. “I’m just a little frustrated with all the teasing. I mean I love it, but I can’t play the part of your personal fuck toy while I’m working. My brain can’t process those two things at once.”

Jake smirked a little, “My personal fuck toy? Is that what you think you are?”

“Yeah, I mean I thought that’s what this arrangement was. Business as usual with me at your beck and call for whenever you’re horny and need to fuck. I’m not complaining, obviously I’m weak as fuck and come willingly when summoned. But it was hard to be professional today with you teasing the hell out of me for your own amusement.”

“I think you did just fine.” Jake shrugged.

“Jake, Josh is onto us. I must not be playing it cool enough, I swear he knows something!”

Jake rolled his eyes. “Its Josh. We have a weird sixth sense when it comes to each other. So he suspects something, that doesn’t mean any one else knows anything. And honestly who gives a fuck even if they do. We’re grown ass adults. If we want to fuck around, we can. Now speaking of fucking, this personal fuck toy thing…”

He hooked his fingers into the belt loops of your jeans and tugged your towards him.

“I do very much enjoy how willing you are to indulge me in my time of need, but you are more than welcome to use me in your time of need too. Like now. You’re so tense and worked up and I think you need to relax a little bit.” He leaned in to kiss your neck, making you weak in the knees. You melted against him and it was quiet for a moment while he continued kissing your neck in all the right places.

“Jake…” you whined softly

“Hmmm?” he hummed against the skin of your neck. You were beginning to feel the heat between your legs. The door was ajar and everyone was just down the hall. You were afraid someone would walk in.

“Jake, the door. It’s open.”

“Mmhmm.” He hummed again as he moved his fingers over the button of your jeans and slid down the zipper. Your breathing picked up. Jake slid one hand into your pants and drug his fingers along the wet fabric of your underwear.

“My my my…already so wet for me. Just the way I like it.” He leaned back from your neck and grinned wickedly as he rubbed back and forth causing you to squirm against his hand.

“Jake,” you panted, “someone could walk in and see us.”

“Guess you’ll have to be quiet then now won’t you.” As he said this he reached up with his other hand to tug at your ponytail, tipping your head back. You moaned and closed your eyes. Try as you might there was no way you could say no to him and he knew it. You braced yourself against the counter as he slid his fingers into your underwear and rubbed at your clit. He returned his mouth to your neck, sucking and kissing. Instinctively you opened your legs a little wider giving him better access to your throbbing center. You slowly rocked your hips against his hand, encouraging him to keep touching you. He was right, you were tense and worked up and the way he was touching you felt so good. He had learned real quick how much you loved having your neck kissed and the way he was lavishing attention on it right now was making it impossible to think straight. You forgot about the open door, you forgot about being mad at him, hell you forgot your own name. All you could think about was his mouth on your neck and his hand in your pants. You relaxed into his touch just as you heard someone across the room clear their throat.

“Umm, Jake?” their voice was hesitant.

Fuck. Your eyes shot open and you saw Richard awkwardly standing in the doorway looking at the floor. Jake pulled away from kissing you to glance over his shoulder.

“Umm, sorry to uh, interrupt, but they’re looking for you down the hall.” Richard motioned towards the door.

Jake smirked, “Yeah, alright. Just give me a minute ok?”

You were mortified and you covered your face with your hands.

“Sure, sure.” Said Richard, obviously wanting to get out of the room as fast as possible.

“Oh, hey, Richard? I’d appreciate it if you’d be discreet about this.” Said Jake, more serious this time.

“Of course.” nodded Richard. He then darted out the door quickly, pulling it shut behind him.

“Oh my god. I can’t believe that just happened!” You whined, wanting to melt into the floor and hide forever.

Jake chuckled, “Relax, it’s not a big deal.”

“Not a big deal?! Jake! Richard just saw you kissing me with your hand in my pants! This is so bad.” You shook your head.

“Y/N. He won’t say anything. Do you know the things that man has seen? He probably knows everyone’s secrets. It’s part of his job to keep quiet. Now, you wanna let me finish what I started? Or should I say, do YOU want to finish?” He smirked at that last part.

“Maybe later. I don’t think I can get back in the mood for it right now.” You sighed.

“Ok, baby. Whatever you want.” He leaned forward and kissed your forehead. “You know how to find me if you need it later."

“Jake?” You looked up at him through your lashes, “Thanks for handling that so subtly.”

“No problem.” He smiled. “It’s nobody’s business what we do, but I do like the sneaking around. It’s incredibly hot and sexy.”

You smiled back and reached out to grab his shirt. You tugged him closer and kissed the corner of his mouth. “We can hook up later, ok?”

Jake’s smile told you he was good with that plan. He turned on his heel and headed for the door.

Your head was swimming with thoughts the rest of the day. You knew from the start that what you and Jake were doing was just sex. But today there was a softness to him and the way he acted towards you. The way his eyes showed how he hoped you weren’t really mad at him, the way he asked what he could do to fix it. He was a total sex god and he knew it, but he was also kind and had the kindest heart. Damn it he was going to make you fall in love with him if you weren’t careful.

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Chapter 6 A Busy Day

The next day’s schedule was packed full. The boys had a photo shoot for a magazine that was scheduled to take a few hours. You’d been asked to tag along, to help with wardrobe, order food, and manage any other detail that might come up. You’ve arrived at the venue during the night, so the van shuttled you over to the studio where the shoot was taking place. It was morning and Jake was anything but a morning person, yet he managed to make eye contact with you before letting his eyes slowly roam over you, pausing to enjoy all his favorite spots. You tried not to be obvious but you knew you blushed. When you arrived at the location for the shoot everyone piled out of the van and headed for the door. Jake took up the rear behind the other guys and paused to hold the door. He gestured for you to go in and lightly placed his hand on your back as you passed. You wanted to stop and lean into him, to put your face into the crook of his neck and breathe in his delicious scent, to slip your hands under the hem of his shirt and run your fingers along his stomach. You were starting to crave the feeling of his body against yours. But it would be several hours before you might have the chance to slip away.

The morning drug on endlessly. The boys cycled through the clothing and accessories selecting the pieces they wanted for the shoot. You helped with jewelry clasps, and holding pieces and snapped behind the scenes photos as you went. The boys were in a playful mood as usual and getting the four of them to focus and take things seriously was challenging.

After he was sufficiently awake, Jake’s eyes followed your every move. You felt your cheeks flush under the intensity of his gaze. As the boys were all busy selecting their outfit pieces and accessories for the photo shoot, Jake slipped in behind you, placing his hand on your hip and brushing himself against your ass as he did. You felt the warmth of his hand against you, his fingers searching for their way under the hem of your shirt. Your breath hitched; he’d never touched you like this when others were around, what if someone saw you? You glanced sideways at him, questioning him with your eyes. The only response you got was a wicked smirk as he moved the rest of the way past you. You swore the temperature in the room increased in that moment. Your mind wandered to thoughts of his hand touching you in other places, lingering, caressing, stroking……

“Yo y/n,” called Danny, abruptly snapping you back to reality. “Josh is on one of his dramatic rants, you might want to get some footage of it.”

You took a deep breath to clear your head, grabbed your phone out of your pocket and headed across the room to where the other 3 guys were.

A little while later the photo shoot was underway. You stood to the side and snapped photos and videos of the shenanigans that occurred between shots the professional photographer was taking. Between their constant joking and singing there were always a lot of laughs during a photo shoot with them. You tried to stay focused on the task at hand but Jake made it difficult. His eyes followed your every move, and whenever you made eye contact, he’d flash a wicked smirk or wink at you. One time he even slowly licked his lips while practically staring into your soul. Every chance he got he brushed up against you, or stood close. His hands ghosted across your back and arms any time he was near, setting your skin on fire. By the end of the shoot you were so flustered and aching with desire for him you could barely see straight. The man was a menace and you were absolutely positive he knew exactly what he’d done to you. He’d teased you all damn day and the more you thought about it the more aggravated you’d become. You didn’t realize you were scowling until Sam made a comment about it.

“Y/n, what’s eating you?”

You looked up from your phone to see that everyone had turned their attention towards you.

“Me?” You replied, “Oh nothing. Guess I just got a little lost in my thoughts.”

“I think she’s mad at Jake.” Mused Josh, smirking as if he knew something he shouldn’t.

“Me? Why me?” Said Jake, his eyebrows shooting up in surprise at the accusation. All the eyes in the room zeroed in on him, waiting to hear what he’d done to cause the scowl on your face.

You hesitated for a moment, both to think of a response and to watch Jake sweat a little. You narrowed your eyes at him.

“He stole my coffee this morning and took the first drink, the best drink, the one with all the sweet creamy, foamy goodness.”

Sam barked out a laugh, “Sounds about right, he’s such a mooch! Always stealing everyone’s shit!”

“Now Jake, you should know better than to steal our lovely lady’s coffee on an early morning. You’re going to have to make it up to her, you bastard.” Said Josh as he turned and winked at you.

Fuck. He knew something. Did Jake tell him? Surely not. But then again they were twins and best friends and despite the constant shit they gave each other you knew they really were close and knew each other better than anyone else. Hopefully Josh would keep whatever secret he knew to himself.

The guys continued on with their banter and you busied yourself with packing up all of the stuff that needed to go back with you. You ignored Jake; you didn’t need any more attention drawn to yourself.

The van was loaded and everyone climbed in for the drive back to the venue. You sat as far away from Jake as possible. He promised your job wouldn’t be affected, but after today it was beginning to feel like it was. You stewed on it all the way back to the venue.

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Chapter 5 - After the Show

[All the warnings - its filthy smut]

As the boys were playing the end of the show, you made sure backstage was ready for them. You usually had cold water bottles waiting for them as soon as they descended the steps of the stage, and you were always ready to catch and hold any outfit pieces they stripped off as they walked by. You usually waited just out of sight from the crowd, but close enough to the stage you could see the boys.

On this particular night you happened to reach your spot right about the time Jake lifted the guitar and turned around to continue playing it behind his head. The moment he turned he saw you standing there. You couldn’t look away. You watched shamelessly as he arched his back and moved his hips along with the music, his eyes locked on you. The way his jacket was lifted exposed his entire torso and you absentmindedly licked your lips as you took in the sight of his sweaty chest and stomach. You wanted to lick the sweat from his body. In that moment you thought about what hot sweaty sex with him would be like. Your heart beat faster, and you felt it in other parts of your body too. God, he was the literal definition of sexy, and he knew it.

The boys finished the last of their songs and stood at the back of the stage to bid farewell to their adoring fans. Jake was antsy and rushed through their usual antics. He was the first off of the stage and when he reached you, without slowing down, he grabbed your wrist and pulled you along with him. Out of the corner of your eye you saw Richard take notice, and no doubt at least one of the boys saw Jake dragging you down the hall.

When he reached one of the changing rooms/bathrooms reserved for band and staff he shoved the door open and pulled you inside. He didn’t even wait for the door to finish closing before he pushed you against the wall and started kissing you. It was frantic and needy and sloppy. He pressed his body against yours and you felt the hardness of his dick through his pants. You moaned into his mouth as his hands tugged at your clothes in an attempt to get them off of you. You managed to pull your mouth from his to breathe out a warning,

“Jake.” You said as he tossed his jacket aside and went to work unbuttoning your jeans. He’d been in too big of a hurry to bother locking the door. You thought about how anyone could walk in at any time, and you started to warn him, but you suddenly realized the riskiness of it made the encounter so much hotter. You licked at his neck, tasting the saltiness of his sweat. Let them walk in on you. You didn’t even care anymore. All you cared about was having this man’s body in your mouth. Jakes voice interrupted your thoughts.

“You’re about to pay for that text earlier today. I’ve spent all afternoon and evening with my balls begging for mercy thanks to you and then seeing you backstage watching me like that, my dick is going to explode if I don’t get it inside of you right now.” He barked, his voice thick and heavy with desire and need.

He yanked your pants down and then shoved your shirt up. He roughly palmed one of your breasts before pulling your bra down to expose one. He bent his head and brought his mouth to the skin beside your nipple. There was no gentleness to his movements as he bit the soft skin, making you yelp. You grabbed at his hair as he caught your nipple in his mouth and sucked hard. Your back arched from the pleasure. The scent of him, his sweaty body and hair mixed with his cologne was intoxicating as he overwhelmed all your senses. Your mind pushed out any thoughts other than thoughts of him. His body, the way he was touching you and the incredible sensations he was eliciting from your body were all you cared about in that moment.

Just then Jake sank his teeth into your nipple, sending a jolt through your body. He bit hard enough to hurt, but you liked the aggression, aroused by his display of dominance. You whimpered. Without warning he spun you around and lifted your hands above your head. He held them against the wall with one hand while he freed his cock to rub it through your wetness with the other. You twisted your head as far as you could to catch a glimpse of him. His brow was furrowed and his lips pulled up into the sexiest snarl you’d ever seen. His face held the look of frustration, determination and arousal as he rubbed himself against you, pressing deeper with each pass.

“Jake. I want you to fuck me.” You whined, pushing your ass back against him. The crack of his hand against your skin made you jump and yelp.

“I’ll fuck you when I’m good and ready to fuck you.” He growled.

Frustrated, bossy Jake was hot and your nipples hardened to the point of discomfort. You whimpered and moaned as your clit screamed to be touched. You attempted to pull one of your hands free to give it the attention it needed but Jake’s firm grip held them right where they were as he continued to tease and torture you with his cock, stopping just shy of the spot you needed it the most. It was agony.

“What’s the matter, doll? Not getting what you want?” He spoke close to your ear, his warm breath sending a shiver down your spine.

“Please Jake. Please touch my clit. I need it. I need relief.” You begged.

“Poor thing.” He mumbled against your neck just behind your ear.

Just when you thought you couldn’t stand it any longer he shoved himself into you. You gasped at the suddenness of being filled with his hard cock. He hesitated there for a moment, moaning as your body contracted around his length deep inside of you. He slid his free arm around your hip and pulled you tight against him as he began thrusting in and out. His movements were hard and desperate.

“Holy shit, Jake!” You exclaimed as you adjusted your feet to brace yourself. You arched your back to angle your ass so he could continue fucking into you at the same pace and intensity. It felt so good. Jake panted behind you while you encouraged him with moans and whimpers, breathing out his name in desperate pleas for more.

Suddenly Jake pulled himself from you and turned you back around to face him. He slid one hand around your throat as he demanded,

“Get on your knees and suck on my cock.”

You obeyed without hesitation. You dropped to your knees and grabbed him in one hand, sliding your other hand up the side of his thigh. You licked across the tip of his dick before taking it into your mouth. You hummed your appreciation for it while you swirled your tongue around. You looked up at him through your lashes; he was watching you intently while he stroked your hair.

“Mmmm. Good girl.” He said, his voice low and raspy. “Do you taste yourself on my cock?”

You pulled him from your mouth and nodded, rubbing and twisting your fist around him while you did. His mouth formed a deliciously sinful smile as he pressed at the back of your head, signaling you to put him back in your mouth. You did as he wanted and wrapped your lips around him. You sucked and licked and took him into your mouth until he touched the back of your throat. His hand fisted in your hair and he rocked his hips against you. You relaxed your jaw and let him pump into you. He pulled out briefly to let you catch your breath but before entering your mouth again he pushed you back until your head touched the wall behind you. He fisted his cock and teased you with it, rubbing it across your face and tapping it against your lips and tongue. You licked at him, pleading with your eyes until he slid back into your mouth, pushing until you’d taken all of him.

“That’s it. Good girl. Take all of my cock.” he hummed, gently thrusting his hips against you, his cock pressing into your throat. He rocked back and forth into your mouth and the sounds coming from you were obscene. Jake breathed out a string of filthy vulgar things in appreciation. You held his thighs tight as he began pumping harder. You focused on breathing through your nose as your body contracted and you gagged on his thick cock. Your eyes watered and you looked up at him, giving him a view of the mess he was making of you. He held your head with one hand and reached down with the other to wipe some of the tears from your cheek. He pulled out and gave you the chance to catch your breath, stroking your cheek with his thumb before he fucked into your throat once more. He fucked it hard but you didn’t care one bit. You liked it and you’d happily take his dick in your throat any and every chance you got. You were a whore for it and he knew it. He thrust into you over and over until his orgasm threatened to overtake him.

“Are you going to let me cum in your throat pretty girl? Are you going to swallow it like a good little slut?” He panted as he pulled out of your mouth, stroking himself hard and fast while you caught your breath.

You were a mess of tears and saliva but you nodded and opened up again for him. He still held your head, his fingers tightening around your hair, and he braced his other hand against the wall while he throat fucked you hard and fast til he came; throbbing in your throat while you swallowed every drop of his release. He groaned and grunted as the orgasm rolled through his body.

When he pulled out of your mouth and released his grip on your hair, you fell forward panting and gasping for air. If this was the price to pay for teasing him earlier, than you sure as hell would be doing it again. You’d let him fuck your face until you couldn’t breathe. It was the hottest thing you’d ever experienced. Your body was humming with arousal and need but you knew Jake had no intention of giving you any release. He’d brought you in here for his own pleasure and as payback for teasing him earlier. You wanted to beg him to make you come, to give you what you so desperately wanted. But something about him leaving you so needy was a turn on.

Jake offered you his hand and pulled you up.

“Did you learn your lesson little girl?” He asked, running his thumb across your lips, a wicked smile on his face.

You smiled and nodded.

“Good.” He mused before he bent to pull up his pants.

You reached for your own. It was quiet for a moment while you both re-dressed and made yourselves look presentable.

“So you know you weren’t the least bit subtle about dragging me in here, right?” You said, breaking the silence, watching him zip and button the black pants he wore every night on stage.

“Yeah, not my smartest move, but whatever. I’ll deal with it.” He replied.

You looked at him, unsure of how exactly he’d deal with it, but trusting that he’d have your back. Having you at his disposal when he needed to get off was something he wouldn’t want to mess up anytime soon. You knew he’d do whatever he could to play it off as nothing, to keep your dirty little secret between the two of you for as long as he could.

You watched him compose himself as you smoothed your hair, wiped your face and adjusted your clothes, hoping to appear as though nothing had just happened.

Before he reached for the door, he took a step towards you and leaned in to kiss you. Despite aggressively fucking your mouth just minutes before, it was a sweet kiss, his lips soft against yours. When he pulled back he smiled before turning to open the door.

Jake swung the door open and walked out into the hall. There was the usual hustle and bustle of crew as they worked to dismantle the stage and load up. Jake headed towards the room where the rest of the band and team would be. You followed, hoping he’d have a good excuse for dragging you off the way he did. As you approached the doorway to the room, you heard the voices of the other guys.

“Jake! We wondered where you rushed off to in such a hurry!” yelled Josh as Jake strode into the room, heading straight for the bottles of wine waiting for him on the table.

“Yeah, it seemed urgent! Need to piss that bad?” teased Sam, playing with his dog on the floor.

You slipped into the room and headed towards an available seat towards the corner.

“Couldn’t have been that, he drug y/n with him like there was a fire.” Laughed Josh.

Richard gave you a look, which you did your best to ignore.

“Fuck off.” Said Jake. “Something was wrong with my jacket and I felt like I was being stabbed for the last 3 songs. I needed someone to fix it so I wouldn’t be impaled again tomorrow night. She was the only one there so she got stuck with the job.” He shrugged, grabbing a bottle and heading for the couch. His answer seemed to suffice as the conversation quickly moved on. You did your best to act normal the rest of the night, as if nothing had transpired, but you caught Jake looking at you a few times, no doubt remembering the way he fucked your face earlier.

[thepiratemistress]

Chapter 4 - The Next Day

[All the warnings - it's filthy smut]

You checked your reflection in the hotel bathroom mirror one last time. There was a team meeting downstairs in the conference room in 15 minutes. You’d barely made it back to your room in time to get dressed and apply some makeup. You and Jake had spent too long in his shower soaking up the hot water, and making out like horny teenagers after he sufficiently fucked you in a few more positions. The soreness in your body was starting to sink in. Your hips were aching and your throat was sore but it was worth it. Sex with Jake was incredible. He knew all the right moves and found all the right spots with ease. And he was fun. He definitely enjoyed being in charge but was always quick to obey when you wanted to take the lead.

Your phone buzzed with a text reminder of the meeting. You grabbed your stuff and headed out the door. You ran right into Jake and Josh.

“Good morning!!” Beamed Josh.

“Morning.” Said Jake, careful not to draw any suspicion from his twin.

“Hey guys.” You replied, letting the door click shut behind you as you fell into step beside Josh. Jake hung back a step to allow room for the three of you to walk together.

The elevator wasn’t far, and as you stepped inside you typed a quick text to Jake: “You were just checking out my ass weren’t you?”

Jake looked down at his phone and smirked. He snuck a quick glance at you before typing his response:

“Hell yeah. It looks good in those jeans.”

You smiled at your phone as the doors to the elevator opened up. You all filed out, but the boys turned the opposite direction as you, probably in search of some coffee. It was a known fact the Kiszkas were always late so this didn’t surprise you in the least. You headed towards the conference room.

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The day had gone by as usual, with meetings, a phone interview for some of the boys, food orders, etc. You stayed busy with your normal list of tasks for a show day. While the boys were winding down sound check, you were in the hall sorting wardrobe pieces. It wasn’t long before they all filed by. Sam and Danny were being silly with Rose, Sam’s dog who always joined him on tour, and Josh was taking a phone call. None of them noticed Jake grab your wrist and pull you into the empty room across the hall. He clicked the door shut and pressed you up against it, smashing his lips against yours. It caught you by surprise but your body instinctively responded to him. Your arms wrapped around him and your hips rocked out to meet his as you opened your mouth for his tongue to dip in. Jake kissed you hungrily as his hands reached around to squeeze your ass. He pulled back from your lips just far enough to say,

 “I can only see your ass in these jeans so many times before I lose control.”

You couldn’t help but smile as he went back to kissing you. His lips roamed away from your mouth and down your neck. You reached one hand down to palm his dick. It was getting hard and your mouth watered for it while you stroked it through his jeans. Jake moaned against your neck before sucking your skin into his mouth.

You were about to unbutton his jeans when both of your phones started buzzing simultaneously. You both startled a little as you realized what was happening.

“I have to get that Jake. It’s probably Jenn.” You whispered, breathless from Jake’s touching. He grunted his annoyance as he stepped back and dug his own phone out of his pocket. Sure enough it was a text summoning you both to a designated room for a quick rundown of the evenings schedule. Jake looked up,

“We can be late.” He said.

“You can but I can’t.” You replied, smoothing your hair and clothes. Jake huffed and pouted a little as you turned to open the door, hoping no one was on the other side. You slipped out and headed off.

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The next four days were extra busy. You were helping the social media manager with a project that involved a lot of work. The two of you spent countless hours pouring over video footage dissecting and assembling. You barely saw the boys; they were equally as busy with a couple of photo shoots and interviews on their schedule.

On the afternoon of the fourth day, your phone buzzed with a text from Jake:

“My dick misses you.”

You couldn’t help the snicker that escaped your mouth as you opened it. You were afraid to look up to see if Liz had noticed. Instead you typed out a response,

“Aww, I miss it too.” You added the kiss emoji and hit send. Immediately he responded.

 “Are you busy? Where are you? My dick wants to see you.”

“Yeah I’m really busy actually working on a project. I’m sorry.” You replied, wishing you had an excuse to take a break and find him.

“Don’t you technically work for us? Can’t you just tell Liz the boss has summoned you?” He sent back.

While he did have a point, it wasn’t nearly that simple. Plus, it was a secret that the two of you had become fuck buddies and making up silly excuses to see him would surely get you caught.

“No, I can’t. Unfortunately it doesn’t quite work that way, Jake.” You sighed, wishing it did.

 “Disobeying a direct order from the boss? Hmm. You’ll pay for that one later, darling.” He replied.

You had to squeeze your legs together to subdue the tingling sensation those words started in your core. Your mind immediately raced over the thoughts of him “punishing” you, and it only made you want to act up so he’d give you more of it. But in this moment you chose the words you knew would set him on fire and hopefully have him thinking about bending you over the nearest piece of furniture.

“Yes, sir” you typed.

The three dots indicating Jake was typing his response appeared for a moment, and then disappeared. Then they repeated that cycle. You smirked, knowing you’d had the desired affect. You tucked your phone back into your pocket. You didn’t mind that he wasn’t replying if it meant you words had him losing his mind a little.

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You stayed busy the rest of the afternoon and evening. You missed dinner with the team and crew. It was shortly before the start of the show that night before you even saw the boys. They were all in the hangout room goofing off while the opening acts played their set on stage. They were in various stages of dressed in their stage outfits, Josh fully decked out, ran around frantically as usual trying to calm his nerves. The other three boys sat around strumming guitars and talking. You walked in to confirm some details with Jenn, who was never very far from the boys, especially Josh. You felt Jake’s eyes on you. You hadn’t exchanged any more texts since earlier that afternoon, when you’d apparently left him speechless. You avoided looking at him as you finished your conversation and left the room.

[thepiratemistress]

Chapter 3 - His Hotel Room

[All the warnings - it's filthy smut]

You paused for a moment outside of Jake’s hotel room. You were a little bit nervous to be honest. You both had been dancing around the sexual tension between you for awhile, long before you both got drunk and had a hot and heavy make out session one night after everyone else went to bed.  You were always careful because of your job. You didn’t want it to look like you were just doing it to get close to Jake. But after the other night in his dressing room, and again tonight in the bar, you were a little worried. You took a deep breath and silenced your thoughts. You were overthinking this and stressing yourself out. “Just go inside and find out”, you told yourself.

 “Jake?” You called out softly. The door clicked shut behind you.

“Yeah, come on in.” He replied from inside the room.

You stepped around the corner and saw him pouring a drink at the mini

bar. He turned and smiled at you, one of his real, genuine Jake Kiszka smiles.

“Hi.”

“Hi.” You smiled back, nervously picking at your thumbnail.

“Do you want a drink?” He asked setting down the bottle of bourbon.

“No thanks. I had enough earlier at the bar I think.” You replied.

“Ok cool. If you change your mind, let me know. Or there’s water in the fridge. Have a seat and make yourself comfortable.” He said.

You walked over to the couch and sat on one end. You slipped your shoes off and tucked one of your legs underneath you. Jake crossed to the chair sitting next to the other end of the couch. He sat down and took a sip of his drink.

“You look nervous as hell y/n. Is everything ok?”

“Oh. Umm, yeah. Of course.” You stumbled over your words a little.

“Ok, now let’s try that again and this time why don’t you tell me the truth.” He said, the hint of a smirk dancing across his lips.

“Fine. I’m just wondering what it is we’re doing. I mean, I work for you guys-“

“Hold on” Jake interrupted, holding up his hand. He moved to join you on the couch. He looked into your eyes and spoke again, “What we are doing or have done has nothing to do with your job. Your job is safe. You’re very good at it and a great asset to our team. I’m sorry if you felt pressured or obligated to…to oblige my requests…what you and I do or don’t do together will never affect your job ok?”

He rested his hand on your shoulder and gave it a slight squeeze.

You smiled and your nerves settled. You believed him. And you honestly felt silly for worrying in the first place. 

“Ok. Thank you for reassuring me.” You answered. “And no, I didn’t feel pressured to do anything.”

“So you wanted it. My dick.” He spoke with his usual cockiness.

You laughed but didn’t say anything. You just stared back into his eyes daring him to make a move. He moved his hand and cupped the back of your head, and leaned in to kiss you. It was a sweet kiss. His lips were so perfect, so full and soft. You longed to feel them all over your body. You sighed and let out a hint of a whimper. He took the encouragement and leaned in to kiss you again, this time deeper. His tongue flicked across your lips urging them to open for him. You obliged and he ran his tongue across yours as he kissed you. Your hand reached out to grab his shoulder, to steady yourself as he kissed you breathless. His hand moved to your hip, guiding you to straddle his lap. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pressed your body against his. His hands moved up and down your spine.

The two of you continued to make out as you started to rock your hips against him, grinding against the bulge in his jeans. The fabric added another element of friction that felt so good. Your pace quickened with each roll and his hands moved to your ass, guiding your movements. His fingertips dug in as he moved his mouth to kiss along your jaw and down your neck. His kisses were wet and sloppy and he alternated small bites and sucking in between them.

Your back arched and you moaned. “God Jake, I love when you kiss my neck. It feels incredible.”

He hummed against your skin in appreciation as his mouth moved across your collarbone. You ran your hands up into his hair and gripped it tight. This elicited a groan from Jake. He continued kissing at the exposed flesh on your body. Nipping and licking as your head rolled back. His hands ran from your ass, up your back to pause at the zipper of your dress. You shifted your hips against him to encourage him to not stop. He slowly unzipped your dress and pulled the fabric off of your shoulders and down your arms, freeing your breasts. He paused to admire them, licking his lips.

“Mmmm. Gorgeous.” He said as he reached up and rubbed his thumb over one of your nipples, watching it harden at his touch. His gaze darkened and his mouth curled into a slight smile, a wicked smile that told of things to come. He rubbed his thumb across your nipple a few more times before gently pinching it between his thumb and index finger. You whimpered, causing him to squeeze it harder.

“Fuck, Jake.” you breathed out, nearly coming apart at how good his touch felt on your sensitive skin.

He leaned forward and flicked his tongue over your other nipple. You dropped your head back, your body begging for more. This time he slowly drug his tongue across it before sucking it into his mouth. You moaned and your hips bucked against him as he sucked, flicking his tongue against it while he did. He still held your other nipple and he rolled it between his fingers, tugging and squeezing in the most intoxicating balance of pleasure and pain.

You held his head tightly against you, pulling at his hair as he overwhelmed all of your senses. Just when you thought you would burst, his free hand slipped between your legs to tease the soaked fabric of your underwear. He stopped sucking at your breast long enough to moan with pleasure.

“I fucking love how wet you get for me. Mmmm. Such a good girl.” He said.

His fingers rubbed through the fabric of your underwear over your dripping cunt in the most delicious rhythm while his mouth went back to teasing your nipple. It wasn’t long before you felt the orgasm coming.

“Oh god, yes. Just like that. Please don’t stop. Please, Jake. Don’t. Stop. I’m going to come.” You whined.

He gave you what you wanted as the orgasm crashed through your body. Your head fell forward as your body rolled against him through the waves of your release. He continued stroking you and sucking at your nipple until your body started to relax.

“Oh my god.” you sighed. “You were right about the whole guitar fingers thing.” 

Jake laughed as he released your nipple with a pop. He sat back against the couch and looked at you.

“I kind of like making you come. It’s pretty damn hot when you’re begging and whimpering my name.” He said with a smile.

“Then by all means, make me come as much as you’d like.” You smirked at him. You reached out to slowly unbutton the only two buttons of his faded denim shirt that he ever buttoned. As you spread your hands out across his belly you leaned forward and kissed his neck. You’d been thinking about his neck a lot lately, fantasizing about kissing it, sucking on it, biting it. Now that you had him all to yourself in the privacy of a hotel room you planned to spend your time savoring every inch of it. You ran your tongue up the sides, and kissed your way back down. You nibbled and sucked while your hands roamed across his belly and chest. His skin was so perfectly smooth and soft. Jake tipped his head back giving you access to his throat. You paid it adequate attention as he hummed his appreciation. His hands ran up your belly to your breasts. He palmed them both and kneaded and massaged while you doted on his neck. You could feel his erection in his jeans underneath you, his dick twitched as you grazed certain areas of his skin with your teeth. Your hands traveled to the button of his jeans as his hands tightened their hold on your tits.

“I want to suck on your cock, Jakey.” You purred, into his ear, tugging his zipper down.

You sucked his ear lobe into your mouth and swirled your tongue around it. A low guttural sound came from Jake’s mouth. You smiled and slid off of his lap to stand up. You slipped your dress over your hips and let it hit the floor. Jake reached for you and you pulled him up to stand in front of you. You helped him out of his jeans, freeing his throbbing hard dick from the old worn out jeans he wore nearly every day. He leaned in and kissed you. It was wet and sloppy and dirty. You reached your hand down and brushed your fingertips along the length of his dick. It jerked against your touch. You couldn’t wait any longer to have it in your mouth. You pulled away from Jake’s mouth and dropped to your knees. You ran your hands up his thighs while you placed a light kiss to the tip of his cock. He muttered a “fuck” under his breath. You liked making him feel good. Pleasuring this man was intoxicating and you were sure you’d never get enough of it.

You kissed along his hard length and then flattened out your tongue and licked him from base to tip. You looked up at him through your lashes. His eyes were filled with heat and lust and you felt the same heat between your legs. You reached out and wrapped your hand around him. You stroked him a few times, twisting your hand gently as you did. His hand snaked out to cup the side of your face. My god he was sexy.

You flicked your tongue across his tip once more before sliding him

between your lips. He was warm and filled your mouth and he tasted

delicious.

“That feels incredible. Fuck.” He murmured as you stroked him with your tongue while you worked him in and out.

You licked and sucked every inch of him while he groaned in appreciation.

When you took him out of your mouth and licked at his balls the noise that escaped him made you smirk a little. Knowing he clearly liked it, you spent a several minutes there sucking and licking and massaging them while you looked up at him. You were pushing him towards the edge. His head had dropped back and back arched as he leaned his hips into your touch. He was the sexiest man you’d ever laid eyes on and you felt the need to tell him so.

“My god, Jake, you are so damn sexy.” You said between licks.

His eyes snapped opened and dropped to meet yours. They were darker, his pupils blown wide. He looked at you like he wanted to devour you. His expression was full of eagerness and excitement. He flashed you the most sinfully wicked smile. You had forgotten the man’s kink. Holy shit the way he lit up at being praised. You leaned back on your heels a little and caressed his dick.

“You have such a pretty dick, Jakey. Mmmm.” You whimpered for him.

He grabbed hold of his dick with his hand.

 “Yeah? You like it, baby? Tell me how bad you want it.” He said as he teased your mouth with it. You opened your mouth to lick at it but he pulled it away.

“Please, Jake. I want it so bad.” You whined.

“That’s it. That’s a good girl.” He replied. He rubbed it across your lips, smacking it against your tongue, absolutely torturing the hell out of you with it in the hottest way. Your body was humming with anticipation and need.

“Jaaaake. I need it. I need you to fuck my throat with your cock. Now.” You pleaded, desperation coloring your tone.

Jake growled and gave you what you wanted. He slid in to your mouth gently, pushing until he reached the back of your throat. He slid out and back in again, giving you the chance to relax your throat for him. His hands reached into your hair, holding you still for him as he began pumping in and out of your mouth. Slowly at first, but quickly picking up speed. You grabbed his legs to steady yourself and focused on breathing through your nose.

“Fuck. You look so sexy taking my cock like that. God damn.” He growled.

He gripped the back of your head harder and pressed his cock in until you’d taken it all.

“Fuck. Yes. Good girl.” He praised as you gagged and your throat tightened around him. He pulled out quickly. You knew you were a mess of tears and saliva but you’d never been so turned on in your life. You panted trying to catch your breath as Jake ran his thumb across your cheek wiping some of the tears away.

“You like that doll? My cock buried in your throat?” He asked.

You nodded and licked your lips. He took this as the sign you wanted more and put his dick back into your mouth. He immediately began pumping it in and out. The sounds were obscene. You struggled to stay relaxed but you wanted every inch of him. You held on to his legs, your fingers digging into his skin. This time he gripped your jaw with one hand as he pushed himself into your throat. He held you there for a moment before he pulled you off. You gasped and tried to steady yourself.

“Jesus Christ y/n. That was the best head I’ve ever had.” He breathed out.

You smiled up at him, wiping your mouth.

“Go lay on the bed. I’m dying to taste you.” He instructed.

If you hadn’t already been soaked, those words would have done the trick. You followed him to the bed and lay down on your back. He knelt at the foot of the bed and yanked you to the edge by your legs. You yelped and then giggled. He smiled at you before leaning down to run his tongue along the outside of your pussy. Your legs instantly fell open for him. You felt him chuckle as he dipped his tongue in to lick at your wetness. He pulled back just long enough to tell you how you tasted even better than he remembered. You closed your eyes as he massaged you with his tongue; kissing, licking, sucking at your pussy until your back was arching off of the bed and your hips were bucking up into him, begging for release.

“I need to come Jake. Please. Oh god. Please.” You cried.

With that he lifted his head and spit into your wet cunt. He rubbed his thumb through the wetness before sucking your clit into his mouth and finding the perfect rhythm to drive you over the edge. You came hard, your hands grabbing at his hair. You whimpered and moaned as he continued working your throbbing clit in his mouth.

“Oh my god, Jake. Stop. It’s too much.” You cried as your clit became even more sensitive.

Jake refused to let go even the slightest bit, still sucking and flicking his tongue across it. You squirmed and cried out for him as you felt another orgasm bubbling under the surface.

“Holy shit, Jake. I can’t. I can’t. It’s too much!” You screamed his name as he drug you over the edge once more. This time the orgasm was more intense, deeper, and unlike anything you’d ever felt. Your hips bucked and your back arched as Jake held you tight against his face. You pulled at his hair as you felt him loosen the suction and pull his lips from your clit. He flicked his tongue across it a couple times causing your whole body to spasm. You were panting hard. Your clit was still throbbing and your whole body felt tingly.

He chuckled darkly. “I knew you could do it. Good girl.” He placed a gentle kiss to your clit before standing up. You watched him stand, his cock still hard. Your throat was still tender from a little while ago but your mouth watered to suck on it again. Jake saw you staring at it and stroked it.

“You seem pretty fixated on something there, doll.” He teased.

“Uh huh.” You nodded. “I want it in my mouth again”

“Fuck. You’re insatiable.” He chuckled. “Lay down on your back and drop your head off the bed.”

Your stomach flip flopped. You’d only ever seen this move in porn, but oh how you wanted to try it. Jake was aggressive, you knew he’d push his entire throbbing cock into your throat. You flipped around and did as he instructed. He rubbed the tip of his cock over your lips before sliding it into your mouth. Gentle at first, allowing your throat to open around him as he pushed into it. He paused for a moment, brushing his thumb along your throat. You knew he was admiring the way it bulged from his cock. He held you there until you reached a hand back and ran it up his thigh.

“Alright pretty girl.” He cooed as he pulled himself out. He gave you a second to catch your breath before taking hold of the side of your neck with one hand and using his other to guide his cock back in. He pushed in and out slowly, still cupping your neck in his hand. The sensation of his cock pressing into your throat tiptoed between pleasure and discomfort. It was hotter than you ever dreamed was possible. When your body started clenching as you gagged, he pulled himself out again. He caressed the back of your neck as you panted.

“More.” You begged opening your mouth wide for him.

“You like that do you?” he asked, his voice thick with desire.

You nodded and smiled as you licked your lips. You heard him mutter “fuck” under his breath as his fingers started to tighten into the back of your neck. He slid back into you, all the way down your throat. You gagged a little but he didn’t stop. He placed both hands on the bed and started fucking into you, his cock hitting the back of your throat in the loveliest rhythm. He paused to pull out so you could breathe, but this time he reached down to rub a few circles around your clit when he did. You were soaked. Your back arched from his touch.

“Fuck baby, you’re drenched.” He growled “Choking on my cock really turns you on doesn’t it.”

He didn’t wait for an answer. He pushed into your mouth again, but this time he wrapped both hands around your neck. He held you against the bed as he rocked his hips, pushing his cock in and out of your throat. You prepared for him to cum down your throat but just as you thought he was about to, he yanked his dick out of your mouth in a fury.

“Turn around and get on all fours so I can fuck you.” He demanded. He barely gave you time to obey before he slammed into you. You yelped at the suddenness of his length stretching you so quickly. It didn’t hurt, but Jake’s cock was thick and he filled you completely.

“Fuck, Jake.” You gasped as he pounded into you over and over. You dropped to your elbows, unable to hold yourself upright. The change in angle left you nearly seeing stars. His dick slid against your clit as his tip pressed into that spot deep inside of you no one else had ever succeeded in finding. The sounds of Jake’s panting and swearing mixed with your whimpers and cries and you hoped no one was next door listening in.

You wished you could see Jake’s face, even though you knew they mimicked the way his face looked while he played his guitar on stage.

“Yes, Jake. Oh my god you are incredible. Fuck. Fuck me. Fuck me with that heavy cock of yours.” you chanted.

The praise added to his pleasure. He grabbed a fistful of your hair and pulled. He thrust into you only a few more times before he pulled out and pumped his cum all over you, growling out filthy obscenities as he did. You felt its warmth dripping onto your back and ass, his hand holding your hair tight as he rode out the waves of his release.

When his grip on your hair loosened, you stretched out on your belly. Jake collapsed onto the bed beside you, panting.

“Jesus Christ y/n.” He breathed out harshly.

You turned your head to the side to look at him. He was sweaty, his hair sticking to his face and neck. He looked entirely fucked out, his eyes closed as he tried to catch his breath, one hand draped across his belly and the other lay between you.

You sighed, “I think you fucked my brains out, Jake. I can’t form any coherent thoughts.”

He laughed, his warm happy laugh.

You both lay there for awhile, your bodies settling themselves. You felt yourself getting sleepy. Jake looked over at you.

“Hey sleepyhead, want me to grab you a towel or something? I kind of made a mess all over you.”

“Yeah, why don’t you clean up after yourself there, Kiszka.” You smirked at him.

He laughed and rolled off the bed. He returned a moment later and started wiping you down. When he’d finished with your butt, he leaned down to press a kiss to it.

“Kissing my ass now, huh?” you teased.

The smack of his hand across your ass cheek made you jump.

“Ouch!” you yelped, turning to look at him. He wore that wicked grin of his as he tossed the towel onto the floor.

“Yeah, poor thing.” He bit out playfully as he pulled the blankets down for you both to crawl underneath. You slipped between the sheets on one side of the bed, Jake on the other.

“Nope.” he barked reaching out to pull you closer. “I fucked you good, like the slut you are, now I get to cuddle. Get your ass over here.”

You giggled as he pulled you against his side. You hooked your leg over his thigh and nuzzled into his neck, breathing in his scent. It smelled of his cologne mixed with his musky sweat. It was the smell of a fucked out and satisfied man and it was intoxicating. It wasn’t long before the sound of his breathing and the feeling of him playing with your hair lulled you to sleep.

         You woke the next morning before Jake. You peeked over at him; he lay asleep on his back, one hand tucked behind his head. God he was hot, even while he slept. You slipped out of the bed and tiptoed to the bathroom. Before climbing back in you stopped to chug some water and grab your phone. You had the morning free but there was a meeting scheduled for noon and you wanted to make sure it wasn’t too late.

“What time is it?” You heard Jake mutter from the bed.

“9:30. Our meeting isn’t til noon so we’re good.” You answered.

“Good. Now get your cute little ass back in bed” he ordered, his eyes still closed. You laughed and climbed back in, the warmth of the blankets soothing your chilled body.

“I can’t stay for long Jake, I need to get back to my room and shower and change clothes.”

“You could always shower here…….” He mused, opening one eye to look at you.

“Now that sounds like a marvelous idea.” You smiled at him as you scooted closer and snuggled against him.

“Thought you might like it.” Said Jake, with a cocky grin on his face.

“I do.” You replied, sliding your hand down his chest and belly until it reached his dick. You ran your fingers along it. “Almost as much as I like this.” You said as you ran your palm down his length.

Jake moaned and you felt him harden against your touch. You quickly took hold of him with your fist. You stroked him slowly leaning up to lick at his ear lobe. His cock was warm and hard and you liked the feeling of the weight of it in your hand.  You could play with it for hours, but you knew you couldn’t this morning.

You sat up and moved the blankets so you could kneel between Jake’s legs. He opened his eyes now to look at you. They were filled with anticipation and lust; he knew what you were about to do. You leaned down and licked the tip of his dick. He sucked in a breath. His dick twitched in your hand as you leaned down to lick him from the base to the tip. This elicited the sexiest sounds from him as you looked up at him through your lashes.

“Damn, You look so fucking sexy when you’re playing with my cock.” He said, his morning voice making it all the more attractive. You leaned down and sucked him into your mouth. The sounds of his moaning while you pleasured his cock were so hot. You took your time licking and sucking, caressing and teasing him until he was whimpering. He moaned your name, long and needy.

“Let go, baby. Let me give you some before I come.” He whined. You lifted your head.

“No, Jake. This is all about you baby. I just want to make you feel good. I want you to know how amazing your cock is. I want to suck on you until you come in my mouth.” You purred as you rubbed your hands up and down his thighs. His eyes rolled back and his head dropped against the pillow with a “Fuck.” You took him back in your mouth and continued worshiping his cock.

Jake ran his hands through your hair, holding it back for you while you bobbed your head against him. His fingers massaged at your scalp while he rolled his hips, encouraging you to take him deeper. You took him all the way, your face pressing against the light scattering of hair on his lower abdomen.

When you felt him throbbing you began pumping him in and out, hollowing out your cheeks. Jake grunted and held your head tight with both hands while he emptied his cock into you. He filled your mouth and ran down your throat as his body tightened and released.

You pulled him from your mouth and opened it for him, holding out your tongue so he could see his cum all over it before you swallowed, wiping your lips and licking your fingers.

“Mmmmmm….good girl.” Praised Jake, cupping your chin, “Now what do you say we go get in the shower?”

[thepiratemistress]

Chapter 2 - Bar Bathroom

[All the warnings - it's filthy smut after all]

Chapter 2

Bar bathroom

It had been several days since you and Jake had sex in his dressing room. Life had continued as normal, neither of you acting any differently, for the most part; however there were plenty of stolen glances. You found yourself looking at him more than usual, and more often than not he was already looking at you. It was hard to be in the same room with him and not think about his cock in your mouth. And then there were the slight touches he found ways to sneak in. He’d brush past you, making sure his body made light contact with yours, or his fingers would ghost over you whenever you were close enough. He was subtle and good at being undetected by those around you. You figured nobody was the wiser. You were friendly with all the boys and quite frankly they were all pretty touchy feely guys. It wasn’t unusual for any of them to touch your arm when they spoke to you, or rest their hand against your back as they walked past. Hell, Josh and Danny were both the type to squeeze your shoulders as they moved past. So no one thought twice about Jake’s touching. It’s not that it had to be a secret that’d you’d gotten friendly with each other; there were no written rules about it. But you figured it wouldn’t sit well with the rest of the team, and their tour manager would definitely be against it. The last thing you needed was to be on her bad side. You made sure to stay as far from Jake as possible when she was around, just in case she noticed something.

There was a two day break in the tour, not long enough for anyone to go home but long enough that everyone wanted to do something fun. It was decided that several of you, band and team members, would go out for dinner and then grab drinks at a local bar the first night off. Several of the crew and boys liked to play pool, and there was a great outdoor seating area for hanging out. It would be a relaxing evening. You were looking forward to a night off work and hoped if everyone was occupied having fun, no one would notice you staring at Jake all night.

The weather was warm so you opted for a strappy sundress. It was black, but lightweight and soft; a little nicer than your everyday attire, but nothing fancy by any means. You left your hair in a messy bun; it wasn’t worth taking the time to style it any other way because of the heat.

Dinner was amazing. The conversation was loud and chaotic as usual. Stories were shared, music and movies discussed and debated, and everyone seemed to be enjoying the evening. You were seated between a couple of the guys on the light crew. You didn’t know them well, but they were pleasant enough to talk to and you didn’t mind laughing at their jokes and listening to their stories. Jake was seated almost directly across from you and try as you might, you couldn’t resist looking over at him. You made eye contact several times, nothing unusual, but his eyes seemed darker, a flash of anger across them at times. He didn’t seem to be in a bad mood, but he was quieter than usual. Letting Josh and Sam entertain with their jokes and antics.

Later, at the bar you chose to spend most of your time outside. There was a breeze that felt nice, better than the stuffiness inside the bar. You’d finished your drink and decided to go find the restroom, you could tell your hair was wind blown and you figured it could use some attention. You made your way inside and across the open room to a back hallway. There you saw the women’s restroom sign at the far end of the hall. As you got close to the door you felt someone approach behind you. As the door opened someone gently pushed you inside and shut the door behind them. You spun on your heels to find Jake flipping the lock on the door.

“Jake, what are you doing?” You laughed figuring he was just messing around. But his eyes were on fire.

“You’re killing me tonight y/n. I’m trying to behave myself but you show up in that sexy as hell dress looking so god damn fuckable and I can’t keep my eyes off of you.”

You were too stunned to speak. Jake closed the distance between you.

“And the way you were flirting with those guys all through dinner while you looked at me, I’m so damn hard I can barely see straight. I need to fuck you y/n. Now.”

He looked at you so lustfully you bit your lip. You reached out and grabbed his shirt and pulled him to you. Your lips met and he kissed you like a man on a mission. His tongue immediately flicked out to urge your lips open. You happily obliged and welcomed it. As your lips moved together, your tongues dancing over each other, Jake’s hands grabbed at your hips. He pressed himself against you, groaning at the contact. Your arms went around his neck. Jakes tongue dipped into your mouth again and this time you caught it and sucked on it. He let out a deep moan, letting you know he definitely liked that move. His hands ran up your sides and his thumbs brushed across your nipples. You whimpered and he repeated the move. He moved his thumbs back and forth across your hard nipples until your hips rocked into him. He pinched them between his thumb and index finger as his mouth moved across your jaw and down your neck. You rolled your head to the side giving him better access. He left a trail of sloppy kisses all the way to your collarbone, where he stopped to sink his teeth in. You yelped, more from the pleasure than the pain. Jake ran his tongue along where he’d bitten and placed a soft kiss to it, and then he spun you around.

“Put your hands on the wall and stick out your ass” he spoke lowly into your ear, his voice raspy with desire.

You obeyed. God, you’d do anything he told you to. You didn’t take the time to analyze that though. He ran his hands up the backs of your thighs and ass until he discovered the barely there underwear you’d chosen to wear, specifically with him in mind. He sucked in a breath.

“Mmmm. So sexy.” He groaned.

He flipped your dress up and you heard him undoing his belt. Fuck, he had you practically dripping already. The sound of his zipper made you lean your ass back even closer to him. He made an approving sound with his mouth as he reached between your legs to stroke your needy cunt.

“So wet. Fuck.” he growled as his fingers found your clit.

You moaned as he rubbed it, making circles around it with his middle finger. The man had magic hands. The way his fingers moved were indescribable.

 “That feels so fucking good Jake.” you whined as he strummed.

“Yeah, you like that?” He replied, his voice cocky and seductive, as he touched the tip of his cock against you.

“Mmmm.” you responded pushing your ass back farther.

He ran his cock through your wetness before sliding into you. At this angle, the way he stretched and filled you had you nearly seeing stars. His cock was so perfect. He pulled himself almost completely out of you before thrusting back in. You braced yourself against the wall as he began pumping in and out. His hands gripped your hips and pulled you against him with every thrust. You longed to touch him but if you moved a hand from the wall you’d surely be slammed into it. You rocked your hips back into him with every push. His thrusts picked up speed and intensity. You whimpered and moaned as he pressed against that spot inside of you, driving you wild.

“Fuck. Your pussy feels so good.” He grunted as one of his hands left your hip and fisted into your hair. How he automatically knew what you liked was impressive.

You leaned your head into his hand as he tugged on your hair with just the right amount of tension. Not enough to truly hurt, but enough to send shivers down your spine.

“Oh my god, Jake!” Your voice squeaked out louder than you anticipated. His mouth was immediately at your ear.

“Quiet doll, we don’t want them to hear us.”

Jake gripped both hips again and pounded into you. You struggled to hold yourself up against the wall, your legs were shaking and you could feel the orgasm start to roll through your body. You clamped your mouth shut and stifled a scream as your head dropped towards your chest. Your body clenched around Jakes cock as he fucked you through your release.

“Fuck. FUCK.” He growled in your ear as he then pulled himself out of you and pumped his cock against your ass. You could feel his body shudder as the warmth of his release hit your skin. He slowed his movements as he rode his own orgasm, slowly rubbing the tip of his cock against you.  His head dropped against your shoulder as he panted. You reached up and gripped the back of his neck.

“Holy shit, Jake.” You said, breathless.

You both stood there, frozen for a few moments as your breathing calmed and your heartbeats slowed to a normal rhythm.

Jake pulled away and reached for some paper towels to clean you up. He tucked himself back into his jeans and zipped them up. He gently adjusted your dress and smoothed it back down. Lightly running his hands across your ass as he did. You turned to face him as you fixed your hair.

He slipped his hand into his pocket and pulled out a hotel key. He reached out and tucked it into the front of your dress against your tits.

“Come to my room tonight.” He whispered and placed a gentle kiss to your lips. His eyes twinkled with the promise of pleasure to come as he reached for the door.

 With a quick movement he slipped out leaving you alone. You leaned against the cold tile wall for a few minutes before regaining your composure and rejoining the fun back in the bar. You didn’t take time to think about it, but in the back of your mind you knew you’d be going to his hotel room tonight.

As you walked across the bar floor to the outside patio, you saw Jake, now at Josh’s side laughing at a story being told by Sam. His eyes briefly met yours and he smiled.

[thepiratemistress]

Chapter 1 - His Dressing Room

[All the warnings - it's filthy smut after all]

Chapter 1

His Dressing Room

“My dressing room. Now.”

You looked at your phone for a second wondering what could be so damn urgent he was demanding your presence in his dressing room. They were set to go on stage in an hour.  As a Tour Assistant it was basically your job to get them whatever they needed on show days, but that was usually taken care of by this point.

You headed towards his dressing room, hoping whatever it was could be solved quickly.

You gave the door a quick knock.

“Come in.” He called, his voice a bit gruff and short. You swung the door open to see him sitting on the leather couch looking tense. “Close the door.” You did as you were told.

“What’s going on Jake? Is everything ok?” Your mind was starting through a list of worst case scenarios, when he spoke;

“I need you to sit on my cock.” Ok that was definitely not on the list.

“I’m sorry, what?!” You asked. Surely you misheard him. “I need you to sit on my cock y/n. Now.” His eyes never broke contact with yours. His gaze was always intense, but right now? You weren’t sure how you hadn’t already burst into flames. You stood there stunned. You weren’t sure how to respond. I mean he’d always been a little flirty, and you guys had shared a late night drunken make out session a few nights ago, but that had been the result of too much whisky after everyone else went to bed. This was going way beyond that.

“I’m serious y/n. I can’t go on stage like this. Ever since the other night it’s all I can think about. And then the way you’ve paraded around here in that outfit looking obscenely hot, I’ve been trying to will away a hard on all damn day. If I go out there like this, the tiniest friction from my guitar is going to send me over the edge, and as much as I know the women would enjoy it, I don’t really feel like blowing my load on stage in front of thousands.” His voice was dripping with lust and desire but there was a hint of desperation in there. Had he really been thinking about you like you’d been thinking about him? The man was sinfully hot and the sexiest man you’d ever laid eyes on and after his hands roamed over your body two nights ago, all you’d managed to think about since was when he might touch you next.

“Jake.” You hesitated, taking a slow deep breath.

“Come on y/n, be a good girl and come over here.” There was no way on earth you’d be able to resist that, and he knew it. You started towards him. “Wait, lock the door behind you. I don’t want my dumbass little brother barging in here.” You flipped the lock and closed the distance between you. When you reached the edge of the couch all of your professional will power and self-control was gone and replaced with a burning desire for the man in front of you. Throwing caution to the wind you asked,

“Can I suck on it before I ride it?” You bit your bottom lip as you waited for his reply. 

“Fuck. Yes.” Jake choked out as he settled against the back of the couch. You dropped to your knees and ran your hands up his thighs. You heard his breath hitch in his throat as your hands slid towards the button on his pants. You slid the button free and lowered his zipper. Without breaking eye contact you slipped your hand inside and ran your fingers along the length of his cock. Damn. He was hard. And thick. You stroked him a few times through his boxers before reaching inside. The velvety skin was so smooth and warm in your hand. You couldn’t wait to feel it in your mouth. You tugged at his pants and he lifted his hips to slide them off. My god. The sight of his hard cock nearly made you come right there on the spot. You always suspected he had a nice cock, but this was beyond anything you could imagine. It was downright gorgeous. Your mouth watered. You grasped his length in your hand, moaning quietly at the weight of it. You leaned down and flicked your tongue across the head. He jerked in your hand.

“Fuck y/n” he growled.

You looked up at him. His eyes were focused on your mouth. His tongue darted out slightly to lick his lips. You thought for a moment about the way those lips moved against yours a few nights ago, the way they moved down your neck leaving wet sloppy kisses, the way he sucked and nibbled at your throat while his hands explored the skin underneath your shirt. Still looking up at him you slowly licked him from the base to the tip. You stroked him as you wrapped your lips around his tip and sucked gently. One of his hands immediately reached into your hair at the back of your head. This was all the encouragement you needed as you inched him farther into your mouth. You sucked harder as his hand tightened in your hair. Having Jake’s cock in your mouth was by far the best feeling you’d ever experienced and better than you’d imagined. You worked it in and out as you sucked and licked, stroking him with one hand while you cupped his balls in the other, gently massaging.  Jake groaned and guided your head as you relaxed, taking him deeper. You gagged as the head of his cock hit the back of your throat, causing him to firmly grip the hair at the base of your skull with both hands. He began lifting his hips to fuck into your throat. You focused on breathing through your nose and staying open for him as he pumped in and out. You gagged again, your eyes watering as his pace quickened. You looked up at him, god he was so hot. One of his hands left your hair and he used his thumb to wipe the tears off your cheek.

“Fuck, doll. You look so sexy taking my cock in your throat. Yes. Just like that. Take my cock like the good little slut I know you are.”  He growled. He thrust into your throat a few more times. “Jesus Christ. Fuck.” He moaned as he pulled his cock out of your mouth. You were panting, trying to catch your breath. You desperately wanted more of him. “Stand up and take your pants off.” He commanded. You obeyed, sliding your shorts off your hips and letting them hit the floor. “Mmmm….Look how wet you are.” His voice was raspy, thick with desire, as his eyes took in the sight of the soaked fabric between your legs. He reached down to stroke his cock. “Does gagging on my cock turn you on? Fuck. Take those off and come here.” Your entire body was buzzing with anticipation as you did what he asked. Jake let out a deep moan as you straddled his lap. His hands ran up your legs and over your hips. He gripped them and pulled you closer. You reached down and let your fingers graze across his cock. It throbbed under your touch. “It’s my turn to touch you. I want to feel how wet that pretty pussy is.” Jake said as he reached between your bodies to slide his fingers through your slit. You rolled your hips into him as he stroked you slowly. “Mmm you like that?” He teased, smirking at you. “You’ve been awfully quiet, tell me, does that feel good? Do my fingers make you feel good baby?” He crooned. You nodded. “I want to hear you say it.” He demanded as he withdrew his fingers. You whimpered at the absence of his touch.

“Yes Jake, you make me feel so good. Please don’t stop touching me.” You rocked your hips into him desperate to feel him again. He chuckled,

 “You’re quite the needy girl aren’t you?”

Ok as hot as this was, you were starting to lose patience.

“I thought you wanted a quick fuck Jake, why are you dragging this out?” you breathed out, sounding a little more exasperated than you planned. You were desperate for his touch; you wanted his cock inside you more than you’d ever wanted anything ever. If he denied you that now, you were pretty sure you’d scream.

“Hey, settle down, ” He chuckled again, “I knew you’d be a good lay but I wasn’t quite expecting you to be a filthy whore at the sight of my cock. I can’t help but enjoy that a little bit. But no need to worry,” he gripped his cock as he spoke, stroking your soaking wet cunt with it, “I’m about to bury myself in you.” With that he lined himself up with your opening and guided your hips down. You gasped as he entered you. You reached out to hold on to his shoulders as he simultaneously pulled you down farther onto him and thrust his hips up into you. He felt incredible as he filled you up with his warm length and you squeezed tightly in response. “Fuck, woman.” He growled as his hands signaled you to lift your hips. You sank back down onto him slowly, enjoying every inch of what he had to offer. His hands moved to your ass as you began rolling your hips against him. It felt so good when he tightened the hold he had on your backside. Your pace quickened as you rode his cock. The angle of your body on his meant that his cock rubbed against your clit as you slid forward. Jakes head fell back against the couch, his eyes closed. You watched as his face formed those same familiar expressions he often has on stage when he’s all but fucking his Gibson. You’d definitely never be able to casually watch him play some of those songs again without thinking of his cock rock hard inside of you. You leaned back a little; adjusting the angle you took him in. He let out a deep moan. “Jesus, y/n. Yes. Just like that. Ride me just like that. Fuck.” His right hand left your ass and slid up your body til it rested at the base of your throat. You groaned a little, wishing he’d move it farther up your neck. 

“Mmmm. Yes. Choke me daddy” you breathed out. His eyes snapped open and for a split second you wondered if maybe he didn’t like that. But no sooner had the thought entered your mind when Jake pushed you down onto the couch on your back. He spread your legs wide.

“Change of plans, I’m going to fuck you until you’re screaming my name.” He growled. You didn’t even have time to react before he slammed into you.

“Oh my god!” you yelped, taken back by the suddenness and aggressiveness of his movement. He slammed into you again and again, the sound of your bodies smacking against each other all but echoing around the room. His left hand held your leg back, giving him access at the angle he wanted, while his right hand gripped your throat. You grabbed for anything to hold on to, landing on the couch cushion underneath you. You held on tightly as Jake buried his cock in you over and over again. The pressure on your throat and way he was hitting you in just the right spot, you weren’t going to last must longer. Your body was going to be sore as fuck tomorrow but in that moment, it was pure ecstasy. You never wanted him to stop. You watched as Jake tipped his head down to watch his cock disappear inside of you.

“Fuck baby, you’re taking my cock like a champ. God. You feel so damn good.” His breathing was hard and heavy. He was so damn sexy and holy shit could the man fuck. You felt yourself nearing the edge, Jake felt it too. “Yeah that’s it, doll. Let yourself go, come on baby. Come for me. Come on my cock.”

The fans were right, he was a bit of a chatterbox, and you fucking loved it. You whimpered and moaned as your body begged for release.

“Are you going to scream my name baby? Yeah you are. Come on. Come on my cock while you scream my name.” He tightened his grip on your throat, squeezing the sides of your neck in exactly the right way. It was as if your whole body burst into flames. The orgasm slammed into you as it tore through every part of your body.

“Oh my god, Jake!” you shrieked, somehow slightly conscious of the fact you were in his dressing room and someone could hear if you full on screamed. “Please don’t stop, Jake. That feels incredible. Fuck. FUCK JAKE!” You stifled your scream as your body tightened around him, and you shook as the orgasm ran through you. Each wave made more intense by Jake’s thrusting.  You rode the high until Jake let out growl and he pulled himself out of you. His hand left your throat to grip his cock, pumping it as he tumbled over the edge himself. He leaned forward and shoved your shirt up with his free hand, spilling his cum all over your belly. You watched in awe as the normally composed man gave up control. It was filthy and sinful yet quite possibly the most beautiful sight you’d ever seen. He was so damn sexy. After his release, Jake leaned back on the couch, panting. You watched his chest as he breathed in and out, letting his body relax. You could lay there and watch him forever, but you were the first to break the silence,

“So….that was….unexpected.” You eyed him curiously. He cleared his throat. He looked over at you with that devilish smirk on his face as he asked,

“Is that good or bad?” You laughed, and nudged his leg with your foot.

“I think it’s safe to say it was good for both of us.” You gestured to your cum covered belly with your hand.

“Oh shit. Hang on.” He blurted out as he climbed off the couch and headed to the bathroom. He came back with a towel and wiped his mess off of you. When he finished he held out his hand to pull you up. “Is it weird if I say thanks?” he asked, flashing you that charming smile of his. You smirked back at him,

“Nope. I fucked your brains out Kiszka. You SHOULD be thanking me.” You grabbed your shorts from the floor and pulled them on.

“Oh now that’s interesting, I seem to remember I was the one fucking YOU while you screamed my name.” he laughed as he smacked your ass. You laughed with him as you grabbed your phone from the pocket of your shorts. The screen lit up under your touch.

“Shit Jake, you go on stage in 30 minutes, I have to go.” You scrambled for your shoes and headed towards the door. You turned to look at him before turning the handle. He had pulled on his suit pants, but bent down to pick up your damp panties from the floor. He let them dangle on his finger while he held them up to show you. “These are mine for now. You can have them back later.” He stuffed them into his pocket. You smiled at him,

“See ya later Jake.”  You left his dressing room and headed down the hall. You shook your head as you processed what just happened. You and Jake just fucked in his dressing room. And you knew without a doubt it was going to happen again.