jasper
“Oh c’mon, just one peek in their dressing room?” she begged me.
“Hell no, woman, you tryna get me fired?”
She strolled off not so subtly in the direction of the room I’d just insisted she stay away from. “Live a little, Lollipop.”
She’d been at it with that nickname all week.
I jogged after her and wrapped my arms around her middle.
“You can’t just walk into DNCE’s private room; Joe Jonas’ security will kick your ass.”
“It’d probably be worth it.” She giggled as I lifted her feet off the ground and carted her off in the opposite direction.
“You’re such a party pooper,” she complained as I carried her.
I set her back down next to where Ricky and the other boys from the band were hanging out, shooting the shit.
“Goldilocks!” Ricky boomed. “What’s new with you, girl?”
“Nothing.” She pouted. “Absolutely nothing is new with me because Lollipop here won’t let me have any fun.”
He raised a brow at me, a shit-eating grin on his face. “Lollipop, huh?”
I smirked at him but didn’t reply.
“Yeah, you know, because he’s got such a sweet-tasting candy stick.” Hannah winked at him.
Pete and Jim both burst into laughter. Ricky blinked at her a couple of times, unsure if she was joking or not, before joining them, his howling laugh exploding out of him.
She thinks she’s so funny…
“That’s it, you’re out of here.” I picked her up again and tossed her over my shoulder before carting her off down the narrow corridor that ran around the side of the stage.
“And seriously, Rick, Little Red… Goldilocks… what’s with the friggin’ fairytale quips?” She yelled back at him.
I laughed.
“Good luck with that one, Jasp, I think you’re gonna need it.” He called after me as we disappeared around the corner.
“Put me down, I promise I’ll be good,” Hannah pleaded through her giggles.
“Nice try, you don’t even know the meaning of the word.”
I waved away a few concerned looks from some of the stage crew.
This wasn’t the first time we’d had a mad woman backstage, but she was the first one who was actually allowed to be here.
“You’re making a scene,” I scolded her with a smack on her ass.
“Me?!” she screeched, “You’re the one making a scene. Put me down!”
I glanced up and down to check we were alone before opening the door to what I knew was a storage room.
It had been full with stage equipment earlier, but it was bound to be emptied out now that we were only a couple of hours from getting started.
I had a shit load of things I should have been doing right now – screwing around in what was essentially a dark closet certainly wasn’t one of them, but hell if it wasn’t on the top of my list.
“What are we doing in here?” she whispered as I stood her back on her feet.
“We’re just gonna wear you out a little bit, you know… calm you down.”
She glanced around; taking in her surroundings before lifting herself up to sit on one of the speakers that still remained.
“Quick screw in the storage room, huh? Saucy.” She smirked.
I stepped in between her legs. “Who said anything about quick?”
She bit down on her bottom lip and rolled her head back as I trailed kisses up her neck.
“What if I’m not interested?” she murmured.
“Its sex or sedation, barbie girl, you go ahead and make your choice.”
Her laughter cut off as I slid my hand up the inside of her thighs.
She gasped as I made contact with her soft skin.
The simplest of touches got the best reactions from her.
I slid my hand painfully slow towards its destination.
“What’s it gonna be?” I murmured to her.
“Sex,” she answered quickly, “I’ll go with the sex.”
“Good answer.”
I reached up the rest of the way.
Oh hell, she’s so ready.
“You like all this secret sex, don’t you, my dirty little barbie…”
I pushed two fingers inside her and she moaned loudly, causing my already-hard dick to pulse.
I couldn’t get enough of her.
Her hands found their way to my belt and tugged on the buckle before undoing my button and sliding down the zip.
Her hands were working so fast, like she was in a frenzy already.
“Fuck, Hannah.”
She felt so good around my fingers; I was dying to get inside her already.
She tugged my jeans and boxer briefs down enough to free my dick.
I grunted with pleasure as she took me in her hands and started working me up and down.
Our foreheads were resting together, both of our ragged breaths mingling in the space between us.
“Let me down,” she whispered.
I pulled my fingers out of her wet centre and she slid herself off the speaker.
She dropped to her knees in front of me before I even realised what she was doing.
I hissed as she took me into her mouth and sucked hard.
“Holy fuck, Hannah, that feels so good, baby.”
She bobbed her head back and forward as her hands worked what she couldn’t take into her mouth.
I didn’t know how she wasn’t gagging right now; the woman obviously had the gag reflex of a total champion.
I threaded my fingers into her hair and thrust into her mouth gently, testing the waters to see if she would fight me on it.
She didn’t.
She hummed in appreciation and took me even further into her hot little mouth.
Well fuck me.
I thrust into her again, speeding up as I went.
“If you carry on with this, I’ll be coming down your throat pretty soon,” I warned her, my voice gravelly and hoarse.
She looked up at me through hooded lids and gave me a thumbs up.
“You’re… so… fuckin’ good… at… this,” I choked out between thrusts.
I was so close.
I felt my balls tighten and pull up at the same moment that the door behind me swung open and light pooled into the room.
“Oh, fuck yes,” I groaned as I spilled my come down Hannah’s throat.
“Shit,” a voice came from behind me. “I’ll come back soon.”
“Good idea,” I choked out as she sucked me dry, milking every last bit I had to give her.
I couldn’t find it in me to care that we’d just been snapped; I was riding the wave.
The door shut, and we were enveloped in the dim light again.
Jesus…
Hannah released my still-hard dick with a pop and looked up at me.
“Christ, Hannah,” I choked out when I could remember how to speak again.
“Well shit… I just got caught sucking your dick.” She giggled.
“Nah, I just got caught getting my dick sucked.” I chuckled. “They couldn’t see you, baby.” I pulled her up to her feet.
She smirked. “Is it wrong that I kinda wish they had?”
I growled and claimed her mouth. “You really are a dirty girl.”
She was turning me on so much I hadn’t even gone soft. She’d just sucked one of the most intense orgasms I’d ever had from within me and I already felt like I could go again.
“Turn around,” I told her.
She did exactly as I asked, spinning around so her ass was pushed up against my crotch.
I ran my hand over her lower back and up to the bare skin between her shoulder blades.
I pressed down so she would bend, only stopping when she was draped over the same speaker that had just protected her modesty.
If that guy were to come back right now, she was not going to be afforded the same courtesy.
“This dress was a good choice,” I praised as I slipped it up, revealing her bare ass in the g-string she was wearing.
I ran my palm over the smooth skin of her ass cheek, fighting hard not to spank it.
I hooked my thumbs into the sides of her underwear and slid them slowly down her legs, trailing my breath on her sensitive skin as I went.
Toying with her, I slid my fingers all the way up from her ankle to the apex of her thighs.
She shuddered as I made contact with her wet folds.
“Jasper,” she moaned.
Hearing my name on her lips spurred me on further.
I leant over her and spoke in her ear. “I don’t have a condom,” I told her. “So I need you to decide. I can make you come however you want.”
“I don’t care,” she moaned as she pushed herself back against me.
“I need you to tell me, BG.”
“I don’t care if you don’t have a condom, I want all of you.”
I didn’t need to be told twice. I also didn’t need to quiz her about birth control or STD checks. Hannah was no idiot, she knew the risk of unprotected sex as well as I did, and she wouldn’t have agreed if she had any reason not to.
I stood, lined myself up and pushed inside her with one firm stroke.
Oh Jesus.
I literally saw stars.
I couldn’t remember anything ever feeling this good.
“Oh fuck, Hannah.” I ground the words out.
She pushed back against me and I nearly lost my mind.
“You… feel so… good,” she whispered.
I leant down over her, tugging her ear lobe into my mouth and fisting her hair in my hand as I pushed into her, fast and hard.
She was making a hell of a racket, moaning and whimpering, but I didn’t give a shit.
Everyone in the place could probably hear us by now.
She was pushing back, meeting me thrust for thrust.
I stood up straight, one hand still fisted in her hair, the other gripping her hip.
“Are you coming with me, baby?”
I reached around her and rubbed her clit with my thumb.
That was all it took for her to lose control.
“Yes, oh god…yes,” she moaned as her walls tightened around me.
I followed right behind her, light flashing behind my eyes with the overwhelming sensation of being inside her with nothing between us.
She came calling my name, over and over again.
“Jesus Christ.” I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts.
“Yup… just… yup.”
“Are you okay?”
“Just give me a minute to find my way back down.” She giggled.
“You up in the stars too, BG?”
“That would be an understatement.”
I gently eased out of her and bent down to pull her underwear back into place.
She turned around and returned the favour by tucking me back into my boxes and redoing my jeans and belt.
“That was fuckin’ wow,” I breathed as I pulled her into me.
“Agreed… I’ll never be able to look a storage room in the eye again.”
“Neither will that dude that walked in on us earlier.”
She giggled. “I need the bathroom.”
“You’re insatiable; surely we don’t need to defile the bathroom too?”
She rolled her eyes. “Oh be quiet, you dirty bastard.” She kissed me briefly on the lips. “But seriously, I can feel this shit dripping down my thighs.”
I must have been a dirty bastard after all, because the mere thought of that had my dick twitching in my pants.
“Let’s go do the walk of shame.” I smirked.
“How many times do I have to tell you? There’s no shame in my walk.” She winked.