The song began slow and I was surprised that Justin had been working on a ballad. It wasn’t usually his type of thing. His voice was raw and beautiful and the song started out pretty. But when he got to the chorus, there was no mistaking he was staring at me as he sung.

I’ve been traveling alone for so long.

Somehow got lost on the way.

But now that fate has found you.

I realize my path led me back to you.

I didn’t believe till I saw you,

But now I know that it’s true,

Girl, you’re my fate, my future, my destiny

I didn’t believe until I saw you

But now I know that it’s true.

No I didn’t believe till I saw you.

But now I know that it’s true.

By the time the song was finished, Jack’s grip on my hips was so tight it was painful. I was sure I would have bruises in the shape of his fingertips tomorrow. I held my breath as Justin took his applause from the stage and slowly made his way back to the bar near where we were standing. When Jack finally let up on the grip on my hips, I thought there might be a fight. But instead he surprised me. His grip loosened enough to turn me around to face him and then he kissed me. Hard. And long. It was a possessive kiss, one that told me Jack was staking his claim. But by the time it was over I didn’t care why he had kissed me, I just wanted more.

Jack slowly broke the kiss and pulled his face slightly away from mine, my breath was still ragged. The man had an effect on me that I had never known could exist. He whispered into my ear. “You ready to go?”

I nodded. Jack held my hand tightly as we said our goodnights and I was glad that Justin was nowhere in sight as we left.

***

The next morning I woke to the sound of the door shutting and found a sweaty Jack holding a cup of coffee. I smiled, knowing it was for me, since Jack didn’t touch caffeine. Obviously, he was clearly insane on that issue. Then I noticed Jack’s white sweaty shirt stuck to his thick muscular chest and I can’t take my eyes off of him.

Jack walked over to me and handed me my coffee and kissed me on my forehead. “Hold that thought. I’m going to take a quick shower.” His lazy smile was ridiculously sexy.

I took a few sips of my coffee and smiled that it was just the way I like it. Then I thought of something better to hold than my thoughts, so I stripped off Jack’s t-shirt I was wearing and headed into the shower.

Jack didn’t say a word as I entered the shower where the water was spraying over his perfectly-toned body, but he watched me intently. I took the soap and washed him quietly, paying extra attention to the places that caused changes in his breathing.

By the time I was done, Jack was anxious to start with my body wash. But I wouldn’t let him. Instead, I kissed him deeply and then slowly dropped to my knees in front of him, letting his thick arousal slide down my body, slipping unhurriedly between my wet full br**sts as I made my descent . He exhaled loudly as I caught his wide head with my tongue and looked up at him through hooded eyes. I slowly licked his glistening tip while he watched intently. Gently, I sucked his swollen head as I swirled my tongue, then firmly licked down the underside. My lips glided smoothly over his thick crown and I surprised him by taking him deep into my throat in one long suck.

“Fuck, Syd,” he mumbled, as he tangled his fingers tightly in my hair. I knew it was difficult for Jack to allow me to have control, and the thought of bringing him to the point where he lost control aroused me greatly. I needed to bring him to that point as much as he needed to find his release.

I swallowed him down, keeping him deep in my throat, as I bobbed my head slightly, rising only two inches up his thick shaft before quickly sinking back down, over and over again. I reached up for his balls and squeezed firmly as I intensified the suction. I felt his thick length swell and his veins coursed as he hardened even more with each swallow.

“Faster.” Jack’s voice was gruff and deep and I knew he was struggling not to take over control. I released him from my throat and licked my way back up to his wide crown and sucked as I stroked his wet shaft with my hand up and down in rhythm with my sucking.

I teased with my tongue, licking him up and down the length of his shaft until Jack growled and tightened his fingers wound in my hair and pushed his shaft back into my mouth. I looked up and smiled devilishly and was rewarded with a deep growl and the rock of Jack’s hips.

I was so aroused at the thought of Jack coming undone at my touch that I could feel my own clit throbbing. I swallowed him deep into my throat again until his long c**k hit the back of my throat. Jack made a feral sound and held my head still as he began to thrust into my throat, taking over. He rocked in and out fast and furious, without allowing my head to move as he f**ked my mouth with a carnal need. Any control that I had was surrendered and Jack took over with a fury. Yet I felt powerful for bringing him to the point where he could no longer surrender.

Jack’s voice was low and gruff, and he sounded pained as he spoke. “I’m going to come, Syd.” I felt him release the tight grip he had in my hair, allowing me to pull away if I wanted. I loved that he always warned me, even though I had never pulled away. It was just a small part of the man who always put my needs first, even at the cost of his own desire. I took him down my throat even deeper as I grabbed his ass, silently telling him it was okay to release. Jack growled a feral sound as he began to spurt his thick, warm se**n down into my throat. I had to swallow a few times to keep myself from choking at the amount of fluid he released as he emptied himself inside of me.

When his thrusts eventually slowed, I released him from my throat and slowly slid up and down the length of his still firm shaft, greedily licking at the very last drop of him. Jack reached down and lifted me up and kissed the top of my head. “Jesus, Syd, that was incredible. I can’t even watch you do that for more than a second or I won’t last a minute. You might have been the one on your knees physically, but you’re the one that brings me to my knees.”

***

The rest of the day went by way too fast, and I found myself dreading Jack leaving that afternoon, even though I had to board the bus at five when we pulled out for the next stop on the tour. Barring any other unplanned visits, I wouldn’t see Jack for another two weeks, when we planned to meet in Italy for a three-day tour hiatus.

We stood outside of the hotel saying goodbye until the very last minute that we could spare. Jack had arranged two cars for us, one to return me to the tour bus and the other to take him to the airport.