In fact, I think we all deserve a better bang.
On her knees in the penthouse suite of a hotel room in a city she wasn't performing in doing scandalous things was not on her bingo card tonight. But when Vinny called and she had the chance to get away she was as good as there. Tonight was no different, with her mouth completely full her mind was racing with things to say. The sound of him unraveling was so delicious to her it made her mouth water even more for more beautiful things to spill from his lips. She was consumed by her need to make him feel good, to make sure he never forgot where home was. She always wore a brave face when he would divulge his latest betrothed. It honestly made her sick, but this.. this was worth it. The sounds he rewarded her with kept her pace steady and teasing - the way his eyes slowly rolled back as he let himself lean into her need. Tongue swirling and hands stroking as she drew more moans from behind his lips. The feel of his hand in her hair and his other gripping the side of her neck made her feel feral. Need pulsing through her veins as she served him.
The effect she was having on him apparent when he couldn’t even get his words out. The sheer need she knew he felt overcoming her every second, she pulled her head up and he slipped from her lips with an audible pop! She stood up, pushing off his thighs as she did so. The blonde’s blue eyes trained on his as she reached behind her back and unhooked her silk bra; dropping the material on the floor next to her. Her smile lit up her face as she bit her lips; hooking her fingers into the sides of her panties the rolled those down and kicked them off. “I’m all yours, Vinny.” her voice breathy as she hooked her finger in a ‘come hither motion’. Inclining her head for him to follow her to the bedroom.
@tastemetoo2
What is it you actually want from me?' Vinny seemingly barked at Raegan, catching himself in the moment and gesturing with his hands pointed at his chest that he was apologetic. 'I'm sorry. That's on me. This deal tomorrow could go either way and everyone's up my ass about it, I can't fuckin' think straight, I wanna be around you. That's about all I want right now. I gotta see you on my phone most days for Christ's sake. It's like everybody gets to see you but me and I-' he paused. 'Maybe it's not very mafioso of me but I need you sometimes. I don't want you in a hotel room I want you in my penthouse.' Vinny took the tumbler of whiskey he'd been drinking and sat it on the bar in his hotel and walked over to the much shorter female counterpart of his, taking her chin in his hands and lowering his gaze. 'I'm sorry, alright.'
It was like the performer got a second blast of energy up on that stage. Now that she had such a special guest in the house she knew she had to outdo herself. Every act went as planned, every outfit change was seamless. She hit every note, she always did, but she really let her vocals loose this show. All the while making sure she was catching his eye. Either way she knew he was captivated. The last song of the night was especially for him, everyone else loved it to. But tonight the person it was designated for was actually there. She was giddy with excitement, laughing in-between breaths and hitting all her moves. “Have you ever tried this one?” She asked in a sinfully playful voice; slowly getting in other doggy position and looking back at Vinny. Her bright eyes holding his dark smoldering gaze.
After the last set she did a curtsey and thanked everyone for coming out and for keeping her dreams alive. Her dancers, back up singers, back of house, everyone came out and took their bow. As Raegan exited the stage she whispered to her head of security to make sure Vinny made it back stage safely. “Autographs.” Her stage hand stated matter-of-factly to her as she dried her forehead and neck with the clean towel handed to her. She smiled shaking her head, nothing could bring her down from the high she was riding. She happily followed him to the designated green room where the blonde would sign a few autographs for waiting fans before sneaking away with her lover. It wasn’t long before she caught his gaze again; he was following her head of security through the crowd. An even bigger smile breaking out across her face as she made her way over to him.
Two weeks… that’s how long it’s been since the songstress had been able to be in the same room as her paramore. Sound check for her LA show dragged on, she was always excited to perform that wasn’t the hang up. Although the blonde wasn’t hurting for attention, she heard thousands of screaming voiced every night. No, what Raegan craved was one voice, one person’s overpowering attention on her, to feel like she was the only person who existed to him. “Hey, Rae…” the words went unheard as her thoughts ran wilder and wilder thinking of the last time she saw him, she did whatever she wanted and as always he let her. “Raegan!” the voice belonged to her stage hand, she quickly whipped around to see them standing in the doorway of her dressing room. “Yes…” she answered with a dull smile. “You’re on in 5.” He smiled back leaving her with a thumbs up.
She chuckled at herself as she made sure her earpiece was secure in her ear before exiting the room and making the long journey backstage. Wardrobe stopped her on her way up, make up, and last but not least hair. All hands she didn’t usually mind touching her but right now she only yearned for one pair of hands to roam freely and unabashedly across her body. “Ready?” they asked before they started to roll her intro video. A cute little running late scene, Raegan did a quick neck roll to make sure she was loose and ready. Holding her arms out her assistant wrapped her in her bedazzled towel. “Show time” the blonde smiled before running haphazardly out onto the stage up the stairs and then back down the stairs and finally tosses her towel to the side. A pristine smile painting her face as she looked out into the crowd, waving and blowing kisses as she waited for her microphone to drop. The bit was pretty funny; releasing the mic just out of her reach until it is finally lowered. The opening notes of her single “Taste” start to play as she overlooks the crowd, her blue eyes trained on a brown pair right in the front. An undeniable smile spread across her face as she began to sing.
She knew she wanted to talk about what happened to him, but she also knew she didn't want to talk about it with him being angry. Before she could further inspect him he turned her around and began distracting her with his mouth... Clever man as always, he loved to keep her on her toes. She leaned into his touch, Her body lighting up like a live wire when he chuckled in her ear. It wasn't long before the draft swept over her now exposed skin, his hands on her again as she was now made to face him. "Ooh, you love to threaten me with a good time don't you baby? " she all but purred as she gently pushed his chest so he would sit back on the sofa. Her gaze falling to her feet as she considered taking off her heels, the thought didn't linger. Raegan couldnt wait to get closer to Vinny. Her thighs settling on either sides of his as she straddled his lap and began to plant kisses all over him. His forehead, his cheeks, his neck, making sure to not kiss his lips just yet. He knew she liked to take her time with him.
@tastemetoo2
What is it you actually want from me?' Vinny seemingly barked at Raegan, catching himself in the moment and gesturing with his hands pointed at his chest that he was apologetic. 'I'm sorry. That's on me. This deal tomorrow could go either way and everyone's up my ass about it, I can't fuckin' think straight, I wanna be around you. That's about all I want right now. I gotta see you on my phone most days for Christ's sake. It's like everybody gets to see you but me and I-' he paused. 'Maybe it's not very mafioso of me but I need you sometimes. I don't want you in a hotel room I want you in my penthouse.' Vinny took the tumbler of whiskey he'd been drinking and sat it on the bar in his hotel and walked over to the much shorter female counterpart of his, taking her chin in his hands and lowering his gaze. 'I'm sorry, alright.'
The singer's brows furrowed as she concentrated on not cumming, she was a good girl after all. She was going to hold out as long as she could; she took a deep breath inhaling and the exhaling roughly. The songstress nodding her head franticly, her blonde curls shaking as she did so. Her blue green eyes meeting his dark chocolate ones as he pulled his fingers from her and tasted her juices. A whimper rolling from her lips and she arched her back against the black leather seat. His fingers slowly coming to rest on her plump bottom lip, her mouth opened instinctively swirling her tongue around his fingers snd sucking tightly down on his fingers. A "Hmm" vibrating deep in her chest as she continued to fuck him with her blue-green eyes.
His words completely filled her ears as he used his other hand to start fingering her again. She nodded confirming his statement, "I'm yours, baby. Am I being good? ..." her voice coming out in soft gasps as she concentrated on not cumming. A slight sheen of sweat forming on her forehead as she softly cried out, "Baby..." she moaned again this time her hands needs to hold on to something else. Her hands reached between them and began slowly palming him over his jeans. If she was being driven crazy he was coming along for the ride.
Two weeks… that’s how long it’s been since the songstress had been able to be in the same room as her paramore. Sound check for her LA show dragged on, she was always excited to perform that wasn’t the hang up. Although the blonde wasn’t hurting for attention, she heard thousands of screaming voiced every night. No, what Raegan craved was one voice, one person’s overpowering attention on her, to feel like she was the only person who existed to him. “Hey, Rae…” the words went unheard as her thoughts ran wilder and wilder thinking of the last time she saw him, she did whatever she wanted and as always he let her. “Raegan!” the voice belonged to her stage hand, she quickly whipped around to see them standing in the doorway of her dressing room. “Yes…” she answered with a dull smile. “You’re on in 5.” He smiled back leaving her with a thumbs up.
She chuckled at herself as she made sure her earpiece was secure in her ear before exiting the room and making the long journey backstage. Wardrobe stopped her on her way up, make up, and last but not least hair. All hands she didn’t usually mind touching her but right now she only yearned for one pair of hands to roam freely and unabashedly across her body. “Ready?” they asked before they started to roll her intro video. A cute little running late scene, Raegan did a quick neck roll to make sure she was loose and ready. Holding her arms out her assistant wrapped her in her bedazzled towel. “Show time” the blonde smiled before running haphazardly out onto the stage up the stairs and then back down the stairs and finally tosses her towel to the side. A pristine smile painting her face as she looked out into the crowd, waving and blowing kisses as she waited for her microphone to drop. The bit was pretty funny; releasing the mic just out of her reach until it is finally lowered. The opening notes of her single “Taste” start to play as she overlooks the crowd, her blue eyes trained on a brown pair right in the front. An undeniable smile spread across her face as she began to sing.