Picture Perfect (30 page)

From her position in my lap, she wrapped her arms tightly around me and buried her face in my neck where she dropped delicate little kisses on me.  I was trying to control myself but it was damn hard with her wiggling on my lap.  Hugging her back, I tried to hold her still. 

“Babe, keep moving like that and you’re going to have me buried balls deep inside of you in about thirty seconds.”

Her response was a lick on my neck that was immediately followed by a bite with some suction.  My body had a mind of its own as I thrust up against her with a tortured groan.

Pulling back from sucking on my neck, she framed my face with her hands before leaning in and licking my lips as she shifted against me suggestively.  “Ten miserable days, Flynn.  I want you to come inside of me honey.”

When she pulled my tee shirt that she
was wearing as a nightgown over her head and tossed it over her shoulder, my cock jerked against her.  I could feel the heat of her against me, could smell the delicate scent that was just hers and it drove me wild.

Running my hands up her stomach, I cupped her breasts in my hands and rubbed around her nipples with my thumbs.  “My baby likes to be full of me and that’s the most beautiful thing in the world.  You realize of course that you were never frigid, right babe? Your tiny cunt aches to be filled and fucked- your just didn’t realize this pussy was made for my cock and no one else’s.”

She moaned as I pinched her nipples repeatedly and ground against her from below.  “I think it’s a sign that we were meant to be together, babe.  I didn’t let myself come with other people and you couldn’t.  We were built for each other.”

A soft cry escaped her lips as she rubbed against me, her eyes glazed and soft when she looked at me. 

“You’re so beautiful Flynn, and I love you more than I ever knew I had the capacity to love.  What you just said is the most amazing thing I’ve ever heard.”

Raining kisses all over my face she told me again and again, “I love you, I love you, I love you.”

Every time she said it, I said it back, my heart overflowing with a feeling of contentment I’d never experienced.

Raising my hands I cupped her face and pulled her lips to mine. 
Our kisses were always amazing, but this was the most beautiful and meaningful kiss we’d ever shared.

She rubbed against me gently as we kissed, and when I broke our lip lock and looked into her eyes, I saw that she really was hungry for us to be joined.

Pulling back from our kiss, I started running my fingers through her hair as I smiled at her.  “I’m going to get undressed baby, and you need to take those sexy panties off.”

Because she only had to remove her panties, she was naked long before I was.  I was so overwhelmed by my need for her that my hands shook as I pulled my clothes off, but I never took my eyes away from hers. 

Standing before her, I remembered writing one of our biggest songs, Devour.  It was one of the three songs from our third album that we all actually like, and I’d written it one lonely night in my hotel room.  Looking at Tessa, I realized that what I’d been calling out for in that song had finally come true.  I’d wished for her, and now she was here.

Stepping back to the bed, I cupped her face in my hands and gently kissed her before pulling back and smiling at her.  “Babe
, I want to sing you something.  I know it’s a little cheesy considering I’m naked, but are you cool with that?”

Smiling shyly, she nodded.  “Uh, yeah… baby, remember the other day when we had to go to the hotel?  I think it’s obvious that I’m more than fine with listening to you sing.”

I kissed her again and then smiled.  “I just realized that I wrote this for you.”

I want a girl

To become my world

And make the black sky turn blue

This lonely life isn’t right

A million miles from who I want to be

The only thing that keeps me together

Is knowing that she’s waiting for me

When I lie awake in bed

Just me with the voices in my head

I can feel her soul calling for me

Beauty, grace, and lips
devine

I’ll devour her soul and make her mine

No space between us

Nothing to keep us apart

Devouring one another

As we open up our hearts

I know she’s
out there somewhere

Waiting for me to come and find her

Waiting for me to become her home

Every day without her isn’t complete

And I feel her heart calling for me

I don’t know where

And I don’t know when

But I know that she’s out there for me

Beauty, grace, and lips
devine

I’ll devour her soul and make her mine

No space between us

Nothing to keep us apart

Devouring one another

As we open up our hearts

When I finished singing, her eyes were swimming with tears.  Smiling, I wiped her tears away with my thumbs and hugged her tightly against my chest.

Pulling away from her, I helped her move up the bed before I came down over her, holding myself up so that I could see her face.  “
I was so fucking lonely before you baby, but now I understand that my soul always knew you were out there.  I love you more than life itself.”

Having Flynn sing Devour to me, for the second time in my life, was a moment that I will remember forever.  The first time he had sung that song and looked into my eyes while he did it, I was seventeen years old and star-struck.  Now I was twenty-three and so crazy in love that it made me dizzy.  The beauty of the heartfelt lyrics and the way he looked into my eyes as he sang opened my heart so wide that it was staggering.  The fact that he’d chosen my favorite song, the one that had captured me from the moment I heard the first chords of the gentle guitar, just made the moment that much better.

The icing on the cake was Flynn, lying on top of me, telling me that he loved me more than life itself.  Running my hands up his arms, I pushed my fingers through his hair and brought his lips down to mine for a kiss.

We were wild for each other, but the kiss was gentle and sweet; a promise of things to come; an understanding of what it was that we had together. 

Spreading my legs wide beneath him, I wrapped them around his waist and squeezed.  His answering groan made my sex gush, and I gently nipped at his lips as I arched against him.  “Come inside me baby.
”

Keeping himself aloft with one hand, he used the other to guide himself home.  We bot
h let out cries of pleasure as he started slowly sliding in, inch by amazing inch.  The process was much slower than usual because Flynn wasn’t propelling himself forward, instead choosing to let my body do the work of pulling him in.  It was delicate, carnal and perfect all at the same time.

We stared into each other’s eyes as he sank in to the root, my sex trembling around his as I accepted all of him. 

Eyes wide with wonder, he smiled at me.  “This? Right here? We’re making love. Baby… you’re the only woman I’ll ever touch as long as I live.  There will only be you Tessa.  Just you.”

Tears spilled silently down my face as I took in his words and felt his commitment to us at a cellular level.

Squeezing his shoulders, I stared into his eyes through the haze of my tears.  “Everything, Flynn, every part of me, belongs to you, right down the smallest particle in my body.  I love you so much baby.”

His cock twitched inside of me when I said that, his breath coming faster as he began to gently thrust in and out.  “I want every part of you Tessa, and I want you to have every part of me, too.  Take it, it’s all yours. There is nothing I wouldn’t do, nothing I wouldn’t give, to show you that you’re my life.”

I was on fire for him, could see that he was just as on fire for me, but our rhythm didn’t change.  Slow and deep, he filled me gently as we rocked together, drawing out the moment because we wanted to make it last.

The room was filled with the gentle sound of our lovemaking.  A breath shared, a whispered promise of forever, our bodies pledging themselves to each other.  Neither of us wanted the moment to end, holding ourselves back from the precipice by sheer will alone.  I shivered underneath him as his chest rubbed against my sensitive breasts, his pelvic bon
e rocking against my pubis pushing me toward the end.

Pushing his hair back off his face, I cupped his cheeks in my hands.  “I’m going to come and I want you to come with me.  Fill me, mark me… devour me…”

“Oh god, babe… I love you, I love you!”

I exploded beneath him with a silent scream, my body convulsing as I lost myself in the tidal wave that was Flynn.  I felt his body seize up as he began filling me with his come, and I held on for dear life as his cock twitched deep inside of me.  Our gazes remained locked as he shivered and shook over me, the connection between us cemented in a way that would be impossible to explain to anyone else, but that we both understood and would remember for the rest of our lives.

The following days passed quickly.  I’d called Jess at the first available opportunity the next day and thanked her profusely for setting me straight and saving me from a future filled with cats and tea cozies. 

“I know, I know, I’m fucking amazing.  Wonderful, psychic, life saving, and most important of all my titles, I’m your best friend.  And since part of a best friends job is to never forget, I just want to remind you that you gave an oath to name your firstborn after me.  Don’t think I’m not calling that marker in.”

Groaning, I covered palmed my face with my hand and laughed.  “I knew I shouldn’t have agreed to that!  I’m not naming my son Jessica!”

“Bitch, a promise is a promise.  Just pray that your first child is a daughter!”

Since Flynn and I weren’t talking marriage or babies yet, I figured I had plenty of time to figure it out.  Hopefully when it came time for us to start a family, she’d have forgotten all about my promise.

Before I knew it, the first show was almost upon us.  M
y family and Jess had flown out five days before the show, and while I’d insisted that Jess stay at our house, Flynn had my parents ensconced in luxury at the Mondrian.  He’d hemmed and hawed about that, and finally I’d asked what he was so worried about. 

He blushed furiously as he explained, “I’ve got the room, and they’re your parents for gods sake.  They
should
stay here… but there is no way that’s going to work.  You’re a screamer, I’m a yeller, and we’ve both opened up so much lately that it’s like we acquired the mouths of ten horny truckers at an orgy.  I’d die if your parents heard you screaming that you own my cock and your pussy belongs to me.  We’re too fucking sexual to have parents in the house, but I don’t want them to think I don’t want them here.”

He was right- it would be a disaster.  In the end I’d told my parents that it was my call to put them at the Mondrian, explaining that Flynn was actually
quite unhappy about it.  Since technically that was true, I didn’t feel bad telling them that. 

“This thing with the paparazzi
and Flynn’s family is still ebbing and flowing, and I don’t want you guys to have to deal with that.  Plus the hotel is centrally located and since we’ve rented you a car, you can come and go as you please.  Are you okay with that?”

It didn’t escape my notice that my touchy-feely parents laughed and replied that they were
just fine
spending each night in a hotel room, alone. 

The first night that my parents and Jess were in town, Flynn had a barbeque catered at his house so that they could meet his family and band mates.  The only person who couldn’t make it w
as Leah because she had the flu, and Flynn was bummed because he had wanted her to meet Tyson.  I reminded him that they’d meet just a few days later at the show, and he declared that he felt pretty damn confident that his match-making abilities were going to be “legendary.”

The whole evening was a smashing success.  My parents loved Flynn’s dad and Aunt Sandra, and of course they adored Sylvia and Mason.  Everyone got a kick out of hearing about Sylvia’s twitter feed after Flynn erupted in body shaking laughter when he checked his phone and read her most recent tweet.  When he could speak, he read it aloud and we all lost it. 

Sausage-fest tonight!  Can’t wait. #Yum

Shrugging her shoulders at us she said, “I plan to exit this life on a joke.  They make me happy.”

Wrapping his arms around her Flynn said, “You regularly embarrass the hell out of me and I love you for it.  You know damn well that tomorrow TMZ will have a story with quips about said sausage fest.”

Laughing aloud, Sylvia nodded.  “Of course! How do you think I keep getting so many followers?  You aren’t the only one that’s good with an audience.”