Chapter 125

As the car moved through the London streets, Richie's thoughts were filled with Jesse.  The show had been amazing but he'd missed her being there.  It was the little things like her being with his guitar tech so he could at least steal a quick kiss or her sneaking on stage during his solo to 'lay' her hands on him.  He missed being able to introduce her to the fans but most of all, he missed being able to wrap his arms around her when he came off stage.

The week's separation had been hard but the last 36 hours had been even harder.  She was there with him but he still couldn't have her.  First there had been the argument.  He'd kicked himself for that because they'd wasted valuable time.  Then there had been the mono.  Jet lag always wore him out but the mono had intensified the effects and she'd slept most of the time she'd been in London.

As the car pulled up to the front of the hotel, Richie said a silent prayer that Jesse would feel like making love.  He needed her; he needed to feel her flesh pressed against his; her hands roaming his body; her soft lips kissing him.  He needed to hear her calling his name.  Getting out of the car, he made his way inside stopping to sign autographs for the handful of die-hard fans who had managed to find which hotel they where they were staying. 

On the elevator, he leaned against the wall and closed his eyes, images of Jesse flashing through his mind.

"You okay, boss?" asked Morgan.

"Yeah, I'll be even better in a few minutes."

"Do you think Jesse will be awake?"

"I hope not.  She needs her rest and she promised me she'd sleep."

Morgan watched the older man briefly before saying, "You're going to wake her, aren't you?"

"Am I that obvious?"

"Not really but she's a beautiful woman and you two have been apart longer than you have ever been since you met."

Richie nodded, "I need her, Morg....like her favorite song says - like the poet needs the pain."

"If I had a lady like her, I'd definitely be waking her up."

Richie smiled to acknowledge the comment but said, "I'm going to need a car again tomorrow."

"What time?"

"Around eleven.  I'm going to hang around the room with Jess as long as possible."

Morgan walked with Richie to his door and swiped the key card for him.  "Enjoy the night.  I'll call when the car is ready."

Richie said good-night and went inside.  To his surprise, there was music playing and candles cast a romantic glow.  The door was open on the balcony and when he looked out, he spotted Jesse leaning against the rail.  She was wearing one of his shirts that hung to just above her knees and the breeze blew her hair gently.  He went to her and wrapped his arms around her from behind placing a kiss on her neck.

"How was the show?" she asked leaning against his chest.

"It was amazing as always but I didn't have my favorite outlaw there."

Jesse laughed, "You missed me?"

"Of course I missed you!  Did you sleep?"

"Yep...until about 30 minutes ago.  Tony called to let me know the show was over."  She ran her hands over his arms as they stood in silence looking at the lights.  After a couple minutes, she pointed into the night as she asked, "Is that St. Paul's Cathedral?"

"Yes."  He turned her slightly and pointed to another building.  "That's the O2."

"I can't believe you were on TOP of it playing!"

Richie laughed, "You'll get use to Jon doing stuff like that."

"As long as you don't get hurt."

"Never!"  Richie pulled her tighter and nibbled at her ear.  "You broke a promise, baby."

"Did I?" she asked innocently knowing full well what he was talking about.

"You were supposed to wear that new white gown."

"I know but your shirt has your cologne on it and I needed it to help me sleep."

"I wish I could have been here to hold you."

"You're here now...." she leered turning his arms.

"Mmmm, sounds very tempting.  Seeing you in my shirt just adds fuel to the fire."

"What do you mean?"

"I had images of you coming back here tonight after the show and an erection that needs your attention."  Unbuttoning the first button on the shirt, he smirked, "Satin gown, my shirt, no clothes....doesn't really matter.  You're sexy as hell.  Come with me."

Richie had her by the collar as he started backing into the room.

"Where are we going?"

"To bed!  I need to feel your satiny thighs wrapped around me; your beautiful voice calling out my name as I rock your world!  I need to make love to you."

Jesse put her hands on his wrists as they headed to the bedroom.  "What about...."

Richie shook his head 'no'.  "Not tonight, Jessica.  I know you like the romance and I like romancing you but tonight....I need you.  It's been the LONGEST 36 hours I've ever lived through."

"Why?"

"Because you've been here...in London...on the same continent, in my bed, and I haven't been able to make love to you."

"Ah, poor baby," she teased.  "Are you frustrated?"

"YES!  Now stop stalling," he said as he scooped her up in his arms.  "It's time for me to have my way with you."

"Why Mr. Sambora!  Are you going to take advantage of a fan?"

"Yes, I am and enjoy every minute of it!" he smirked.

"You know, that smile kills me, especially when you do it on stage," she sighed as he placed her in the middle of the bed.

"Good!" he answered as his lips claimed hers in a passionate kiss.  Skillfully, as his tongue danced with hers, he unbuttoned the shirt and then pushed it off of her.  Then he covered her body with his own.

Breaking the kiss, Jesse said, "Richie, you need to undress."

"Damn details!"

Jesse laughed as she watched him get up and strip.  Clothes went everywhere before he rejoined her on the bed gathering her in his arms and claiming her mouth in another passionate kiss.  One hand roamed her body, kneading the soft flesh as their tongues danced together.  He slid into her hot core, her legs wrapped around his waist but he stopped once he was fully in.

Pulling out of the kiss, she asked, "What are you waiting for?"

"I don't want to cum too soon.  I want to go slow and enjoy having you completely."

Jesse ran her hands along his arms.  "It seems like forever since we've made love."

"I know, baby, and I promise, it will NOT happen again."  He began to move in and out of her, his eyes locked on hers.  "You will NEVER be away from me again like that.”

Jesse ran her fingers through his hair as she reached up to kiss him softly.  Her hands moved down his back, around to his chest and she played with his nipples before going to his back again.  Lightly, she trailed them across his skin causing goose-bumps to erupt.  Reaching his butt, she grasped him pulling him into her.

"Ah.....fuuuuck!" he groaned.  Skillfully, he rolled onto his back, pulling her on top of him without pulling out of her.  Grasping her waist, he instructed, "Ride me, Jessica...show me how an outlaw does it."

Putting her hands on his wrists to balance herself, she began moving up and down his shaft. Her eyes smoldered with desire and as the heat began to intensify, she bit her upper lip moaning in ecstasy.

"That's it, baby, work it!  Feel my hard cock deep inside you, throbbing, filling every inch of you pussy!" growled Richie.  He knew what buttons to push to set her off and he could see her starting to slip away.  "You are so damned hot and so wet!  I can feel you dripping down my shaft!"

"Oh god....yesssss!" she cried as her body began to shake.

Richie let go of her waist with one hand and reached between them.  With his thumb and forefinger, he pinched her clit, working it.  Within seconds, she shattered.  A fine sheen of sweat covered her body and she threw her head back.

"RICHIE!" she cried out and collapsed on his chest.

Richie ran his fingers along her back.  "Ready for more?"

"Mmmm, yes!  I need to feel YOU cum inside me!"

He rolled her onto her back and began thrusting at a hungry pace.   She was definitely an addiction, his sweet addiction.  He couldn't get enough of her.   As her walls began to spasm once more, he felt his own release.  Grunting, he thrust one final time, deep inside her, and spilled his seed into her.

Spent, the couple lay tangled together, letting their bodies return to normal. Richie held her, his fingers dancing across her skin.  "I love you, Jessica."

Jesse took his hand and held it in front of her.  She traced the lines on his palm. Softly, she said, "I love you too, Richie...with all my heart."

Richie watched her playing with his hand.  "What are you thinking about?"

"What you promised me, when we started to make love."

"What was that?"

"That I'd never be far from your side ever again."

"I meant it, Jessica."

Shaking her head, "Please don't make that promise."

"Baby...."

Jesse rolled on top of him and placed a finger on his lips.  "Please.  I know you mean it but I made a promise to you too...before I knew I was pregnant...to do exactly what the doctor tells me to do. I may not be able to travel with you in November and December."

"I hadn't thought about that," frowned Richie as he caressed her cheek. He fell silent as he continued to hold her, caressing her cheek.

Jesse put her head on his chest but she was very aware of his mood.  She waited a few minutes, thinking about what she was going to say.  "Richie, I don't like being away from you either but I knew what I was getting into when I got involved with you.  I'm excited about having your baby and as long as I don't go into labor early, you'll be home in time for the birth.  We'll have all of January to be together and I'll be able to go back out with you on tour."

Richie shook his head.  "I don't like leaving you.  What if something happens to you?  I want to be there for the birth of my child."

"I know and I want you there.  My due date is Christmas Day and you'll have been home for almost a week by then.  If something happens, Alejandra and Dorothea will be there for me.  I'm going to stay in Woodbridge so I'll have them close by."  Jesse moved up just enough to kiss him.  "That's a little ways off.  Please, let's enjoy NOW...getting married."

Richie smiled, "You're right, baby, and I'm sorry.  I have you here in my arms and that should be all that matters."

Jesse ran her hand across his chest.  "I love you so much."

"I love you too, Jessica," and he hugged her tight.  "Go to sleep."

"What time are you leaving in the morning?"

"Not until around eleven.  I want to stay with you as long as possible."

"I like that.  I missed you this morning."

"You were absolutely beautiful sleeping so peacefully."

"Thank you for the rose."

"You're welcome."  Richie let go of her to cut off the lights then rolled to take her in his arms again.  "Not much longer before you're Mrs. Jessica Sambora," he whispered.

"Mmm, Mrs. Sambora...sounds perfect."

Richie ran his hand across her belly.  "My baby is in there."

"Uh huh!  You DO realize I got pregnant right after we met?"

"Yeah, I do!  Why didn't you realize you were pregnant sooner?"

Jesse shrugged her shoulders.  "I just figured stress was playing with my body."

"You know...if you're going to live in Woodbridge while I'm on tour, you need to get a doctor in that area."

"Yeah, I do and Dorothea has already recommended someone," she yawned.

"Go to sleep, baby," soothed Richie softly.

Silence settled as Richie held her close.  Eventually, he recognized the sounds she made in her sleep and relaxed.  Sleep eventually pulled him under.

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