Part 14
It was just after 9:00 PM when Ashley opened the door for Richie. He had called earlier and said he was on his way down to get her. Their eyes met, and he smiled. His eyes moved down her body and he felt giddy just looking at her.
“I see you are ready?” He smiled.
She smiled, “You said 9:00 and it’s now one minute after.”
She loved that he noticed how she was dressed. Her black jeans fit tight, knowing how much he loved to look at her rear. And the black top she had on was just as tight, scooping down her chest to show off her remarkable cleavage.
She walked out the door and still Richie stared at her. She started towards the elevator, but he grabbed her and turned her around in the other direction.
“We need to take the stairs to the next floor,” he said. He took her hand and pulled her quickly down the hallway to the stair well.
They walked down one fight before Richie stopped. He turned and looked down at her. “I guess I need to apologize now to you,” he said trying to focus on her eyes.
“For what?”
His eyes ran down to her cleavage, “In case I do something that I shouldn’t.”
She smiled, “And just what would that be?”
Richie kept his eyes on her as he laughed. “Just know how hard it’s going to be for me to keep my hands to myself tonight.”
He then pulled her hand down the rest of the steps.
Ashley wanted to ask if he was talking about her or the strippers, but she thought better of it. She knew what he meant; she saw the look in his eyes. Still it would have been a great way to get back at him.
They went into the hallway where Jon was standing, waiting on them. He still looked a little rough from the afternoon but he was showered and dressed in tight jeans and a button up shirt, left half way unbuttoned.
"Thanks for not letting me burn out in the sun. Richie told me how you helped him out this afternoon. Does that mean you love me again?" Jon said grinning at her.
“Maybe,” She said nonchalantly as she rolled her eyes up and then back down. Clearly she was joking with him.
He nodded then winced from the hangover he was trying to cope with. "I’ll take a maybe. I can’t believe you’re actually going through with this tonight. Did Richie talk you into it?"
“No, Richie tried to talk me out of it,” she said laughing.
"I don’t know if you realize what you’re getting into." He looked at her outfit and grinned again. "Don’t be surprised if you get a job offer tonight."
“Maybe I’ll give you boys a show,” she said giving Jon a wink.
"Don't tease me I can't take it," Jon joked back loving the fact that once again they could talk that way. "We should get out of here before we run into someone we don't want to see." Looking down, he gave one of his half smiles catching Richie and Ashley still holding hands.
That’s when Ashley realized that they were still holding hands. She smiled to herself then looked up at Richie who had been watching her the whole time. He simply gave her a wink.
“Dave and Tico should be joining us in the limo. They were in Doc’s room when I went to get Ashley.” Richie said as the three of them went back into the stairwell.
“So, about that show? I’m included right?” Richie said teasing Ashley as they were all jogging down the stairs.
She laughed, “We’ll you’ve had more than a show, so why are you complaining?”
Richie’s laughter filled the stairwell, “I’m not complaining. I just want to watch.”
Jon turned quick and put his finger to his lips. "Shhhhhhh, I don’t know if I want to hear those details. It’s a little too personal for me. Okay?"
They were still laughing when the entered the lobby, quickly walking out the door to get into the limo. Richie climbed in beside Ashley and sat very close to her. A move that had her glance up at him and smile.
Jon sat down in front of them to wait for the other two. “Is Al coming?”
Richie shrugged his shoulders, “I haven’t even talked to him.”
Five minutes later, Dave and Tico were running out the door, “Oh no. What the hell have they done now?” Jon said laughing.
They got in quickly and slammed the door shut.
“What the hell are you two up to?” Jon asked.
Dave was laughing so hard he could hardly catch his breath, “I pissed in the aquarium.”
"When all those fuckin' fish die it's gonna be your fault!" Jon said.
“No, it’s fertilizer Jon.” Dave said.
Richie shook his head. “No that’s shit Dave.”
The back of the limo roared with laughter.
The limo drove up to a very brightly lit liquor store. Dave turned to Ashley and held out his hand, “This is the first stop. Time to become 21 for the night Ashley.”
Ashley took his hand and he led her out of the limo and into the back door of the liquor store. Twenty minutes later they came back out, Ashley and her new ID.
She got back in the limo and sat back down beside Richie and handed him her ID, “Well, for tonight I’m no longer seventeen.” She said.
“I see that,” Richie said looking it over, wicked thoughts filling his mind one after the other.
Jon rolled his eyes playfully. "David I think you created a monster."
"Nah, just someone who wants to have a little fun and why shouldn’t she?"
Ashley looked up at Dave’s comment. "Yeah right!" She said letting her hand land in Richie’s lap as she leaned over to look Dave’s way.
Richie closed his eyes and swallowed; his body having an immediate reaction to her touch.
“And she said she might give us a show later, “Jon said with a wink and a nod in Dave’s direction.
Ashley sat back and laughed. “You guys think of nothing other then sex,” She said.
“What’s better then sex?” Dave asked. “Oh you might not know about that yet.”
She leaned across Richie’s lap, her breasts touching his legs. “I bet I could surprise you Dave.” She said.
Dave’s mouth fell open and Jon and Richie both were laughing hysterically at Ashley’s taunting Dave the way she was.
“I’ve got my eye on you McGhee,” Dave said shaking his finger at her.
She smiled and sat back next to Richie. “You and everyone else, Bryan,” she said.
An hour later, they were inside the strip bar. Ashley’s fake ID worked beautifully and they were sitting at a table in the corner. Richie was beside Ashley and Dave, Tico and Jon had their backs turned to them so they could see the stage.
“What are you drinking tonight?” Richie asked her.
Ashley sorta shrugged her shoulders thinking. A devious smile spread on her lips and she leaned over to him resting her arm on his shoulder, she pulled his hair back away from his ear.
“How about a slow… comfortable… screw,” she said seductively as her lips barely touched his ear.
Richie smiled and then nodded his head. He loved the way she worded it and her breath on his ear made his adrenaline go through the roof. He reached down and adjusted himself as Ashley watched with a smile on her face.
The waitress then came over to the table and took their drink orders. When she reached Richie, he put his arm around Ashley shoulders and drew her in close to him so she would witness what he was about to say.
“She wants a slow comfortable screw and a screaming orgasm. I need a couple of beers and a shot of tequila to help her out with that.” He told the waitress.
Ashley felt a rush of excitement. The waitress smiled and then went to the bar. Richie turned and looked down at Ashley, his stare fixed on her full lips. She smiled then touched his leg before she moved away from him.
The first round of drinks was served as another dancer started her set. It being her first, Ashley looked up towards the stage as Dave started hollering and yelling from the table. She was a beautiful girl with long blazing red hair that hung in ringlets down her back to her waist. She wore a tight leather shirt and a black stud bra, biker hat and fishnets stocking that were held up by garters. The stiletto high heels were perfect for the outfit and she knew how to use them well as she danced around the poll before she swung high then low from it to the erotic tune, “Rock Me” by Great White.
The red light cast a seductive light over the entire stage as she slowly worked off every stitch of clothing she had on. Dave immensely enjoyed her show, whistling loudly as she exited the stage to the visible shower stall beside the stage. Inside the shower, she continued to dance as she soaped her body completely and then performed on herself in front of the entire bar.
Jon was laughing so hard at Dave unable to control himself. He turned around to look at Richie. Ashley’s eyes were wide as she sat in shock of what was going on.
“She’s Dave’s favorite dancer.” Jon said and then laughed, “and Dave’s her favorite keyboard player,” He added with a wink.
Nothing in her wildest dreams could have prepared her for this type of bar. She smiled uncomfortable at Jon and then looked up at Richie who was watching the stage saying nothing.
“So how many of these girls in here have you fucked?” She asked him.
Richie almost spit is mouth full of beer out as he busted out laughing at her inquisitiveness.
“What’s so funny?” She asked as he managed to swallow his beer. Afterwards he started coughing and had to drink down more beer to soothe his now irritated throat.
He couldn’t stop laughing; Jon turned around and pointed his finger at him. “You’re interrupting my show damn it!”
He glanced over at Ashley and added, "it’s probably easier to answer how many he hasn’t,” he said then turned back around to glue his eyes to the stage one more time.
"You’re a fine one to talk, Jon," Tico chimed in never taking his eyes off the woman dancing before them.
"I wasn’t asked the question," Jon said.
A few more drinks later, Ashley forgot about the question Richie got out of. She was feeling a lot looser then when she had first come in. As the next girl went on stage Dave turned around to Ashley and motioned to her with his finger for her to come to him.
Ashley boldly got up and went to where he was. Dave got up out of his chair and put his arm around her waist. Richie never took his eyes off her, watching every move she made as she was standing beside Dave. .
After they said a few words to each other she walked off in the direction towards the stage and Dave turned around to the table. “I love this girl!” He said laughing.
Richie’s eyes narrowed as he watched her, not knowing what she was doing. The entire table got up on their feet as they all watched Ashley stand in front of the stage and motion for the dancer to come to her.
The tall blonde danced her way over to the edge of the stage and kneeled down in front of Ashley, spreading her legs, Ashley inserted money into her thong. The bar cheered as Ashley never batted an eye coming back to the table. Her eyes met with Richie’s and she could see that he was thrilled by her antics. She flashed him a grin then looked away.
Jon raised his glass in salute. "Well done!" He laughed.
Dave couldn’t resist. "Ashley ten bucks says you won’t put this five in her cleavage before she gets that top off."
"GO, ASH GO!" Jon cheered. "Make him part with some of his money!"
The table laughed and she got up and went to sit back down in her chair. Dave shrugged his shoulders, “I thought you would do it, Ashley. You let me down.”
She was in front of Richie when she stopped and turned around, her rear right in his face.
“It’s going to take more then ten bucks before I do that. The first one was making a point,” She told him.
"I'll add fifty to the pot if that'll help." Jon laughed.
“I’ll add one hundred,” Richie said from behind Ashley.
She spun around and arched her eye brow at him. He grinned.
Jon elbowed Dave, "Don't be such a cheap bastard throw in more."
Ashley showed both of her hands and smiled at Dave.
Tico offered his hundred and Jon added another fifty. The three guys all looked at Dave waiting to see if he'd match their offering.
Dave laughed pulling out two hundred dollars; he threw it on the table. He grinned up at Ashley who stood there smiling at him.
“Okay, now let’s see what you’re made of.” He said.
Jon looked at the pile on the center of the table and laughed. "Man there's dancers who don't get that much for one fuckin’ night!"
She grabbed Richie’s beer, and turned around to him. Smiling she sat down on the table and took a long drink before she handed it to him. She leaned in and brought her lips to his ear. “What do you want to see me do?” She asked.
Riche laughed, “Surprise me,” He said.
She hopped off the table, walking past Dave and taking the money out of his hands. She was walking towards the stage. The dancer saw her coming and was waiting for her at the edge of the stage again.
She bent down at her, but Ashley motioned for her to come closer.
“I’ve got some money bet on this, so make it look good,” she said as she placed the money in side the girl’s bra.
The girl smiled at Ashley. She took both of her hands and ran them through Ashley’s hair as their lips came within inches of each other.
"Oh Jesus!" Tico exclaimed as the stripper kissed Ashley.
Dave and Jon both yelled at the same time and Richie sat there shaking his head. Jon was laughing so hard he turned around his in chair four times before he brought his head to rest on the table.
“That deserves another five hundred,” Dave said shaking his head.
“Good god!” Richie laughed taking a drink of his beer. He eyed Ashley as she walked back up to the table, wiping her lips with her fingers.
"Gotta hand it to you Ashley that took some balls," Jon laughed.
"Women don't have balls did you fail anatomy, Jon?" Dave asked.
Ashley picked the money up off the table and grinned, “Just goes to show that you guys are too fuckin’ easy. It wasn’t that big of a deal. It was a quick kiss on the lips.”
She counted the money and smiled again. “And I have five hundred dollars to prove it.” She laughed as she slid around the table and back in to her seat beside Richie.
“You buying drinks now or what?” He asked her.
“I’ll buy you whatever you want.”
"Buy him a lap dance." Dave said. "He likes them."
She gave him a quite suggestive look that only he could see, meaning she would be the one to give him the lap dance.
He nodded his head, “I’ll keep that in mind,” He said raising his eye brows.
Things at the table finally calmed down a bit. Aside from Dave and Tico doing the yelping every now and then, everyone else was quite.
Jon was on his way back from the restroom having stopped and made arrangements for their waitress to come back to the hotel with him. When he looked ahead Tico and Dave were cheering on the dancer on stage while Richie sat staring at Ashley. She didn’t seem to notice he wasn’t paying attention to the show as she sat there.
Richie leaned over and put his hand at the back of her neck bringing her attention to him as she turned her head his way. He bowed his head slightly and whispered "I’m sorry I can’t help myself," as his lips claimed hers. He surprised her, but his kiss was welcomed and she kissed him back. The kiss was unhurried becoming deeper and deeper.
Jon smiled and turned around towards the stage, his back to them.
Pulling away from her, Richie’s eyes became deep and serious, “Why don’t you just spend the night with me tonight?”
“You know that’s not a good idea,” She said.
“Why not?” He smiled, looking deeper into her eyes as he spoke.
She shied away from him taking a drink from the new drink that was brought to her. Richie ran his hand up her leg, “Think about it,” he said to her.
His hand sent chills up the inside of her thighs and she couldn’t help but tremble from the excitement his touch had created inside her. He then put his arm around her shoulders, his hand caressing her arm as they sat there in silence. He let the thought stay with her as he rubbed his leg against hers. She tried to get the feelings out of her mind as quick as they came, however she was unsuccessful at that. Feeling his arm around her shoulder and his leg rubbing against hers reminded her how much she wanted him.
She was determined to stay strong and not give in to him. The rest of the night that promise to herself became harder and harder to honor. He would look at her with his dark eyes, smile his sexy smile and occasionally touch her leg with his hand. Sometimes, his looks would be followed by running his hand to her inner thigh and squeezing it firmly.
Getting up from her chair she stopped and bent over him. The effects from the alcohol clearly having an effect on her. She smiled lazily and put her finger on his bottom lip.
“You’re not going to win, Sambora,” She said staring at his lips.
He licked the tip of her finger and she sighed. Closing her eyes she shook her head.
“Who dares, always wins.” He said as her finger fell away.
She raised her head laughing, refusing to look at him she moved away. Her cheeks were flushed from the grinning she was doing.
She walked straight to the bathroom. Before she left the bathroom she checked herself in the mirror and ran her hands through her hair, checked her make up and then left.
Richie was standing outside the door when she came out. He reached for her, his arms around her waist. She jumped and turned around quickly, her hair swishing around her.
“We are leaving,” He said.
“Leaving? So soon?” She pouted.
He turned her in the direction of the door, directing her outside to the limo where Jon, Tico and Dave were waiting. She slid on the seat as she got in and Richie came from nowhere sliding in beside her, he grabbed her hand and pulled her to the other seats that were away from where the rest of guys were with their “women”.
Resting her head back on the seat, she closed her eyes. Richie clasped her hand in his and left it as that. The ride back to the hotel was very eventful. The women that the guys had picked up were keeping them busy, having them take shots of liquor from between their breasts. They were laughing loud and getting cozy with each other.
Ashley happened to be looking at Jon when the woman he was with slid onto the floor between his legs. Richie seeing what was going to happen, grabbed Ashley and pulled her to him so she wouldn’t witness something she didn’t want to. In doing so, he couldn’t stop himself from kissing her. This kiss was soft. Ashley opened her eyes and couldn’t see anything because of the way he had her against him. She felt sheltered from anyone seeing what they were doing, so she didn’t pull away from him.
He held her firmly against him but not too tightly. He wanted her to know she wouldn’t have to struggle to get away. She looked into his eyes and saw tenderness, he bowed his head and when she didn’t pull back he planted light kisses over her face, his hand gently caressing her back.
Ashley’s body had a will stronger than her mind. When Richie kissed her with such tenderness she forgot her earlier resolution to stay away from him and brought her hand to his cheek. She drew her fingertips across it so lightly he could barely feel her touch. Her hand trailed down his neck and rested at his chest.
"Ashley," he whispered.
She raised her eyes to meet his. Her tongue came out to wet her lips, which suddenly felt too dry. Richie immediately lowered his eyes to her lips. His thumb on her cheek moved softly, caressing it. His other hand moved to rest at her waist. He leaned toward her. She lowered her eyes, unable to return his gaze now. His aftershave filled her senses leaving her breathless. She was aware of every part of him.
Slowly, hesitantly, he inched toward her. She could feel his breath on her lips. He touched her lower lip with his tongue first, and then closed his lips around it, sucking tenderly. Her whole body shivered in response, tremors racking through her. He pulled away and she closed her eyes. He ran his hand down her arm; the simple gesture sending another shiver coursing over her.
"Oh yeah!" The voice came from the front of the limo and was enough to make Ashley pull farther away from Richie.
"I thought the screaming orgasm was supposed to come second Jon," Tico laughed.
Ashley looked back at Richie and giggled, “I can’t believe I am here in the middle of all this,” she whispered to him.
He laughed quietly as Jon once again verbally praised his woman friend. Richie put both of his hands on top of Ashley’s ears and started kissing her again, helping her forget where she was.
Her eyes flung open when the limo came to a stop. She sat up away from Richie too quickly and witnessed the woman moving away from Jon. She immediately saw what was hanging out of his pants. She quickly lowered her head embarrassed at what she saw.
Luckily Richie didn’t know she saw anything. He sat quietly waiting for the others to exit the limo. When they did he gently took Ashley’s hand and led her out the door.
With the others already inside the hotel she stopped and pulled Richie back by his arm.
“Let’s take the long way. I need a cigarette after that ride home,” She said to him.
He changed his direction and walked the way she was headed. They walked for a short distance, reaching the outdoor terrace; Ashley stopped and sat down on a lounge chair. Richie sat down beside her.
The terrace was hidden amongst flowers, trees and linen umbrellas. Richie studied her face for a few moments. Ashley sensed he was staring at her and turned her gaze to him.
“I can’t believe they were doing that in front of everyone,” she said shaking her head.
Richie chuckled and agreed with her but he was used to that sort of thing.
She continued, “I saw more than I wanted to.” She said. Laughing, she added, “Including Jon hanging out of his pants.”
Richie started laughing so hard he leaned against her.
“I’m glad you think it’s funny. I didn’t.” She said watching him laugh.
“I’m sorry,” He said between gasps for air. “I should have known it was going to happen. It usually does.”
Ashley rolled her eyes, finishing her cigarette she put it out. “I was having fun until that happened.”
Richie smiled as he turned to her. “Were you having fun with me?” He asked.
She coyly looked up at him with a smile on her face. “Yes, I was having fun with you.” She said.
“Want to have some more fun?” He asked as he eased her back on the lounge chair.
He started kissing her neck, his hands resting on her stomach. She closed her eyes, as his lips traveled her neck and throat. His hand inched under her blouse on her stomach and she rested her hand on top telling him not to go any further. In the same instant as a reaction to her hand, his lips came over hers, kissing her deeply; he moaned softly.
Responding to his moan Ashley clenched his shoulders in her hands, pressing herself hard against him. She wanted him with no doubt, the consequences the furthest thing from her mind at that moment.
Breaking away from the kiss was hard, but Ashley did saying, “We shouldn’t do this here.”
As the last word came out of her mouth his lips covered hers again, his tongue forcing its way inside as his hand captured her breast. She gasped, her mouth falling away from his for a moment before his lips feverishly sought them out again. He covered her with his body. She opened her legs allowing him to lie between them, moaning when he pressed against her. The desire spread inside her, the result she felt herself throbbing. She pulled his hair, his lips tasting her hot skin.
He rose up off her coming to his feet he took her hand and pulled her up off the chair. He cupped her face in both hands and kissed her again, making her legs give way from under her. She pressed against him and he held her close, kissing her.
He pulled away, his eyes twinkling as he took her hand leading her inside the hotel to the elevators. She never once questioned where they were going, she knew. Inside the elevator, she wrapped her arms around his waist, tucking her hands in his back pockets; she raised her head and stared up into his eyes. He looked down at her and grinned before he kissed her.
Lost in his kiss, she didn’t hear feel the elevator stop. Her lips formed into a pout when he pulled away from her, leading her out the door and into the hallway. He walked down the hall and around the corner, backing her into the corner he smiled.
“Wait here,” He whispered.
He left her and she peered around the corner to see what he was doing. After he unlocked his door and had it open he motioned for her to come on in. She quickly crossed the hallway and went into his room.
She heard the door close and lock behind her and instantly Richie’s hands were on her. She turned to face him in the embrace and his hands raised her shirt over her head. She smiled, unbuttoning his shirt she had it off of him just as quick.
No time was wasted as they undressed each other. Their passion escalating with each touch and each kiss they fell to the floor surrendering to one another. Arms encircling bodies, they lay sharing their warmth. Having satisfied their pent up longings, they moved to the bed where once again they shared the desires neither could deny. Their bodies spoke the words they didn’t. Time was filed with uninhibited sex until exhausted, they collapsed in each others arms and let sleep take over their completely drained bodies.
Ashley woke at 7:18 AM. Letting Richie sleep, she hurried out of his room to her own.
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