Chapter 69

After the show  Megan rounded up the next nights wardrobe. It was better to be safe than sorry.

The guys were all busy showering, washing the sweat off so they could go to wherever they usually go.

Suzie found her in Jon’s dressingroom.

“We’ll be all ready in an hour or so. Are you catching a ride with us or what?”

“Have to, I’m not sure where you girls are dragging the guys to!”

“Cool! We are going in three cars so we’ll pick you up at the hotel!”

She waved and walked off.

Standing with his clothes in her hand, she smelled his scent drifting to her nostrils. Her hands brushed softly over the material. Not even vigorous cleaning could force his scent out of his clothes. Just as she lifted it towards her face she heard a rustle.

Jon stood at the door, a towel hanging too low for comfort on his hips, small diamonds glistened in his unruly hair and chestfur. Her eyes flicked over the fur trail disappearing into the fluffy material.

“I was just leaving. Thought I’d get a headstart for tomorrow. We don’t need any unnecessary surprises like tonight.”

“You’re blabbering baby. Did I catch you with your hands in the cookie jar?” his sultry voice was so intoxicating.

“I dont know what you are talking about.”

“You always like to smell my clothes. You want me to find out for you what kind of detergent they use? Or is it something else you like the smell of?”

She was treading on dangerous ground, he looked like a tiger ready to pounce.

Megan was at a loss for words, she felt ready to run when he decided to walk slowly towards her. She was a deer caught in headlights. She knew she had to get out but for the live of her couldn’t or didn’t want to move.

Fresh scent of showered flesh attacked her senses. She wanted to reach out and catch the little droplets on his hair. His penetrating stare heated her already queasy tummy.

“Is this the scent you’ve been looking for?” He tilted his head backwards, exposing the column of his neck, accentuating his bulging adam’s apple. He stood quiet, waiting for her to move closer. The elusive mixture of soap and spice wafted towards her, and her body swung forwards as if in a trance. He felt her feathery breath against his throat, heard her inhale as she smelled his skin. She stepped back, not trusting herself.

“I have to go.” Her voice was unsteady.

His hand suddenly tangled in her hair, holding her fast.

“It’s my turn baby, you can’t have all the fun.”

A slight tuck and her head flicked backwards, his nose traced over her skin from her ear to the other ear. She had a hard time swallowing and heard a tiny cry from her lips when his exploration included slowly tasting her skin. The wet trail cooled her overheated skin, she was sure Jon could feel her pulse throbbing.

He let her go and she almost stumbled backwards.

“Pure heaven….I love the way you taste and smell baby.”

“Meg are you coming? We need to shower before the guys come and get us?!”

“Coming Mace I was just ready to go.”

“G’night Jon!” Macey waved at her employer. She was ready for a night of partying.

“Night girls! Have fun…” Megan noticed the restless stare in those baby blues.