The Devil knows my Name

Jackie had finally taken some time to sunbathe. She had just ended recording her songs with Creed and Timbaland and she was happy. The studio was working on the material right now and it seemed like her project was coming along nicely. Only four songs to go and then it was done. Her eager agent was negotiating with Oomph! and Apocalyptica. She wished that Apocalyptica would do one very sad song with her and if possible then add some incredibly sexy cello tunes to other three songs too she had done with Coldplay, Ville and Kerli.

And then there were those two songs she had left for the last. She hadn’t spoken to John over a long time after he had gone crazy on her.

Jackie lay on a lounger and slowly drifted to sleep. She didn’t hear a car pulling to her driveway and she didn’t hear footsteps coming through the garden. She was oblivious to a man standing next to her and gazing at her body. Only few strips of cloth clad her body. Heavy golden bracelets adorned her wrists and the diamond ring sparkled in her finger that caught his attention.

John carefully sat on the edge of the lounge chair and leaned over her.

“Let her crawl under your skin. Let her guide you back to hell. Let her come inside you,” he whispered to her ear. Jackie opened her hazel eyes and looked at the man above her. His long bleached hair tickled her face. The bright sun had made her dizzy but she started to recognize him.

“John?” she whispered in shock. His hands rested at both her sides, trapping her under him as he hovered above her.

“Let her become you,” he said and looked at her with brown puppy eyes. Jackie considered slithering away from him.

“No one is home. Manson is in Europe and so are the four blokes he’s practically married to,” he said and grinned as his eyes travelled down her basically naked body. He heard her sharp intake when his thumb caressed her ribs. He had an effect on her and he wanted to explore further.

“John, please,” she begged and put her hands on his chest to push him away. John looked at her and the hurt was visible in his eyes.

“I can’t,” she said and sat up. Her thigh brushed his and instantly his hand slid over her round hip and came to rest on her inner thigh that drove her mad.

“Cuz you’re engaged?” he asked spitefully but pushed his hand further between her legs.

“Why are you doing this?” she asked instead and tried to stop him, “Is this a revenge? I’m so sorry that Marilyn attacked you and…” she couldn’t finish because he had put his index finger on her soft lips.

“I only want one chance,” he said and moved his finger over her lips. Jackie stared at him. She didn’t know what to think about this. Was he really going to stop following her if she gave him that chance?

“I can only offer you the chance to work with me on two songs,” she replied quietly. John was looking at her lips and leaned closer. She moved away a bit but his hand captured the nape of her head. He kissed her longingly with passion and had to grin when her arms wound around his neck. He pushed her down to lay back on the chair and carefully crawled over her, shoving her legs apart with his knee.

“You can offer me so much more,” he purred and hooked his hands under her thighs and lifted her legs over his hips.

“John…” she moaned when she felt his hardness through his pants grinding against her. John grinned. This time he had so much less clothes to remove from her and he started with the little black braw. The knot was behind her neck. Slowly he distracted her with kisses when he undid her braw and licked his hungry path down to her breasts. Jackie moaned involuntarily. John was the only one who could mess with her head and make her forget everything.

“Just give me one chance,” he murmured and flicked his tongue around her hard nipple. Jackie scraped her fingers through his hair and pulled him up again to kiss him with need. On that moment she didn’t want anything more than to fuck him.

“One chance to prove you how it feels to be really loved,” he said against her lips and tore off his T-shirt and threw it aside. Jackie slid her hands over his tattoos that fascinated her to no end. John grinned proudly and slipped his hands up her legs to the knots on both of her hips that held her small panties together.

“How it feels to be really loved?” she asked when John pulled the strings and undid the knots.

“Really good,” he murmured and tugged her black panties off of her. His hand came right back and slid between her legs to cup her cunt. Jackie moaned when he inserted one finger and then the other and started to pump slowly. She was so tight around his fingers that it drove him crazy when he imagined how she would feel around his cock. She was moaning and scratching him with her fingernails when she started to climax.

“Do you want to find out?” he asked and pumped faster while rubbing his thumb over her extremely sensitive clit. Her delicious sounds made him so hard that he soon couldn’t control himself anymore and needed her so much right now.

“Oh, God, yes!” she cried out without knowing into what she was getting herself. John quickly shed his pants and freed his throbbing member. She was so wet and ready for him that he could enter her to the hilt with one thrust. Jackie cried out in pleasure when he filled her wholly. On that moment when John was standing still to relish the feel of her, Jackie suddenly understood that she had been destined to be with John but fate had paired her up with sweet and caring Ginger.

“Oh, you were made for me, Jackie,” he whispered and started to rock into her with earnest. She bucked back with each thrust wanting for more. He was making her feel so good. John was rougher with her than Ginger who seemed to be afraid to break her in the process. She loved his roughness he used on her. She loved his passionate and demanding kisses. She loved the feel of him inside her.

John was in Heaven when he pounded into her. She was so wet, hot and tight and fitted like a glove. Her soft moans and gasps were the music to his ears when she rocked against him. He wanted that moment to last forever. An idea came to his lust driven mind.

“Ride me,” he whispered huskily to her ear and grabbed at her ass to manoeuvre them around on the lounge chair. Jackie held onto him when John settled in under her. The new position gave her more room to move and set the space she wanted. John’s hands were on her thighs to guide her when she started to ride him. She was magnificent. John looked at her with glazed eyes and marvelled her perfect body and how it felt so hot against his skin. His hands rose to caress her bouncing breasts. He loved every inch of her and he wanted to have her more than once.

Jackie couldn’t hold back her orgasm anymore and cried out his name when she came with a shudder. Her inner muscles gripped hard around his cock, making him come with a low grunt. Jackie fell on top of him, unable to move. John wrapped his arms around her and smiled.