"It's finally here!" thought Kat, "Tonight I'm going to be backstage partying with Duran Duran!" She had been planning this night for weeks now, every detail carefully thought out. She still didn't know how Sheri had pulled all of this off, but who cared? The fact was, she was going…she was finally going to meet the men she'd fantasized about for so long. Well, only * one * man really mattered, but that was something else all together.
She dressed carefully in the outfit she had picked out last week, a black mini-skirt paired with a black tank top and a lace blouse over that. Sheri was the one who actually picked out the outfit, and now looking in the mirror, Kat couldn't help but appreciate her friend's taste. Kat generally didn't go for the all black thing, but somehow it just fit. She looked great and she knew it.
A short time later she looked out the window and saw the limo pull up. Sheri really knew how to have a good time. Chances were they'd both be having too much to drink and she didn't want to take any chances. "Besides, this is a once in a lifetime chance! We have to do this right!", she remembered Sheri saying. "Once in a lifetime is right!" Kat thought.
"You're going to knock them dead!" said Sheri once Kat was in the limo. "I told you that outfit worked…you look great!"
"You think so?" Kat asked "It's not too much?"
"Honey, there is no such * thing * as too much!! Now let's go have the time of our lives!"
Kat laughed, "I'm up for that!"
The arena was packed. Everywhere they turned there was a body. There was a buzz of excitement in the air that was gradually building to a low roar as time passed.
"Right this way" said the usher when Kat and Sheri showed him their passes. He led them to a door near the stage and waited while security verified them. "Okay, let the fun begin!" thought Kat.
"We're actually here!" Sheri squealed once they were inside.
Kat looked around, awed by what she saw. People were everywhere, though not in the numbers that they had been outside. It was a flurry of activity. "So this is what it's like" she thought.
The two wandered around a bit, taking everything in until it was almost time for the show to start. They took up their stations outside the dressing room so they would see the band as they walked by.
"Why am I so nervous?" Kat thought "They're only human"
Soon the door opened and out walked the band, laughing and whooping it up. Andy came out first, followed by Nick, then Simon, Roger and finally John. One by one they filed past, smiling and nodding at the people who stood off to the side. Suddenly Kat felt a shove in her back and was sent flying forward. She felt strong arms grab her. She looked up to see who had stopped her fall and found herself looking into John's deep, brown eyes.
"Easy there luv, are you okay?" John asked with a grin.
"OH MY GOD!!!" was the only thing Kat could think. "Ummm, yeah. Thanks" she stammered and moved to the side.
Out of the corner of her eye she saw Sheri standing there grinning from ear to ear.
"John, come on already!" she heard someone say.
"Guess that's my cue"
Kat couldn't speak. She returned to her spot next to Sheri as she watched John walk away. A few feet down the hall, he turned around to look at her again, walking backward. Kat could feel his eyes burning into her. There was electricity in the air between them. This was going to be an interesting night indeed.
Kat and Sheri stood off in the wings watching the show. The band put incredible energy into everything they did. Watching John flirt with the audience gave Kat a strange thrill. "Damn he's good at that!" she thought, "No wonder all the women fantasize about him! He * really * knows how to strut his stuff!" Watching John strut around was made even more exciting by the memory of the way he looked at her as he walked down the hall. She had heard enough stories about the band's backstage escapades, could she really be part of that?
"Okay you're reading too much into this. So he looked at you, you know you're far from ugly and he * is * a man after all. Men look at women all the time. It doesn't mean they want to sleep with them!"
Still, there was * something * there and Kat couldn't wait to find out what it was.
Soon, with the crowd still roaring for more even after the third encore, the band leaves the stage. They act almost as if they're drunk. It's then that Kat realizes what a natural high performing must be. John and Simon come off the stage with their arms around each other's shoulders. Kat just watches quietly from the sidelines. John catches sight of her and says something to Simon. Simon looks over at her as John walks over to her.
"So we meet again" he says with a grin as he brushes his sweaty locks back off of his face "Enjoy the show?"
"Yes I did. It was great!"
"So you're having a good time then?"
"I'm having a great time!" Kat answers.
John smiles and then grabs her hand, "Come with me, the fun is only beginning"
Kat looks at Sheri who only smiles and follows along. John leads them to a room full of people. "Go on in here. Grab a drink and relax. We'll all be along in a bit. Must clean up and all"
"Okay" Sheri says with a sly grin "Kat will be waiting for you"
John grins, "Good, I look forward to it"
He walks away but pauses and turns around, looking directly at Kat. He smiles and gives her a little wink before turning and walking into the dressing room.
Kat and Sheri enter the room, grab a beer and sit down on a couch. Everywhere there are squealing, screaming women.
"Oh my God! I can't wait to meet John!" someone screeches.
"Look at them" Sheri says quietly, "Wouldn't they just be totally pissed off if they knew John is already taken for the evening?"
"Sheri!" Kat exclaims "you don't know that!"
"Oh yes I do. This my dear is going to be a night you'll * never * forget!"
Half an hour later Simon comes into the room. He makes his way through the crowd to Kat and Sheri, "John will be along in a few minutes. I was instructed to make sure you didn't leave"
Kat laughs, "I wasn't going to leave"
Just as promised, John walks in a few minutes later, his hair still damp from the shower. He's immediately surrounded by fans and he signs a few autographs as he fights his way through the crowd.
"I was worried that you wouldn't be here"
"And where else would I be?" Kat replies.
"You could have snuck off with Charley, he's quite the little devil…"
That gets a laugh from Kat, "No, that wasn't gonna happen"
John grins, and leans down to whisper "Would you sneak off with me?" in her ear.
Kat blushes, but answers "Well now that would depend…"
John looks at her with raised eyebrows, "It would? Depend on what?"
"What you had in mind…"
"Hmmmmm…how about just a private party?" John takes Kat's hand and leads her from the room. Kat looks over her shoulder to see Sheri grinning from ear to ear.
"Have fun!" she yells across the room.
John takes Kat to another lounge. This one is dimly lit and there's a bottle of champagne on ice and a bowl of fresh strawberries sitting on a table.
"This is * much * better" sighs John, sitting down on the couch. He motions for Kat to sit next to him and she does. Her mind is racing and her heart is pounding. "I can't believe I'm here! Is this really happening?" is her most dominant thought.
"You know, you still haven't told me your name" John says.
"You never asked" Kat answers shyly.
"I'm asking now"
Kat giggles nervously, "My name is Kat"
"Hmmmmm Kat…interesting name. Short for…?"
John smiles, "Okay Just Kat"
John stands up, "How about some champagne?"
"Mmmmm, sounds good"
John pops open the bottle with a flourish and hands Kat a glass before settling back on the couch next to her. He reaches over and grabs the bowl of strawberries, setting it on Kat's lap.
"Can't have champagne without strawberries" he says, plucking a berry from the bowl and holding it to Kat's lips. She opens her mouth and takes a bite of the sweet fruit, unable to remember a time when a simple strawberry ever tasted so good. John smiles and reaches out to wipe away the dribble of juice from the corner of her mouth. Feeling braver by the minute, Kat takes another berry from the bowl and traces John's mouth with the tip, pulling it away just as John tries to bite into it, biting into it herself.
"Hey!' John laughs.
"Sorry, couldn't resist. What can I say? I like strawberries" Kat snickers, taking another drink of her champagne.
"Hmmmm you do, do you?" John says with a devilish grin, as he plucks another berry from the bowl. This time he puts the berry in his mouth, holding it between his lips. Kat leans over and bites the end of the strawberry, swallowing it quickly. John pulls the remainder from his lips and crushes his mouth to Kat's. His kiss is everything she imagined it would be and more, completely commanding her senses, leaving her breathless when John finally pulls back from her.
John gulps down the last of the champagne in his glass and takes Kat's glass out of her hand, setting them on the table. He stands up again and tells Kat to lie back against the side of the couch while he lifts her legs and stretches them out on the couch in front of her.
"Now close your eyes" he instructs.
"What? Why?" Kat asks, just a little confused.
"Relax, just trust me" John answers mysteriously "I won't bite…unless you want me to" There's a devilish gleam in his eyes when he says that and Kat can't help but wonder what she's in for. This surprisingly excites her to no end, so she does as John asks.
Kat hears John moving around near the table. Her ears strain as she tries to identify the sounds. The sounds stop almost as soon as they began and she senses John next to her.
"I want you to try something" John breathes in her ear, his lips caressing her earlobe sensuously, "Do you trust me?"
"Yes" Kat whispers, "I trust you"
Kat can hardly breathe, she's so excited as she lies there waiting and wondering what John has in mind. A few seconds later she feels something touch her lips. Instinctively her tongue darts out to touch it. It's sticky and sweet. It takes her a moment to identify the taste, but she realizes what it is. "Do you know what it is?" John asks. Kat can feel his eyes burning into her even though she can't see him.
"Mmmmm, Nutella. It's a strawberry dipped in Nutella" she answers as she licks some of the crème off the ripe berry before taking a bite out of it.
Kat's tongue darts out to lick away the gooey crème remaining on her lips. "Let me take care of that" John whispers huskily and the next thing Kat feels is John's tongue licking her lips. Kat's breath catches in her throat and John takes that opportunity to slip his tongue between her lips, exploring every inch of her mouth. Her arms wrap around him, trying to pull him closer. Kat's senses are reeling, she can taste champagne and Nutella on his lips. John groans and pulls Kat up so that she's sitting in front of him. She reaches for the strawberries, plucking a berry from the bowl. John watches intently as she takes the jar of Nutella and dips the fruit in. She moves as if to offer the treat to John but pulls her hand back, touching the sticky, crème covered berry to her own lips. Her tongue darts out and licks off some of the sweet, gooey crème, John's eyes locked on her. When she swirls her tongue around the tip of the berry and sucks it into her mouth, John groans and grabs her, crushing her to him. Together they fall back on the couch, John covering Kat's body with his.
"I hope you know what you're starting" he moans as he kisses her deeply.
Not breaking from the kiss, John moves one hand to the front of Kat's blouse, his fingers working the buttons undone. He slides the blouse from her shoulders, sliding his fingers over her skin ever so lightly. His mouth leaves hers to kiss a line from her ear to her shoulder. Kat trembles and arches her body against John's. Overcome by the need to touch his skin, she tugs at his shirt, trying in vain to pull it over his head. John moves off of Kat, pulling her up with him as he rises. "This might make it a little easier" he says huskily, his eyes dark with desire. He kisses Kat again, his tongue probing deep into her mouth. Her hands move to the hem of his shirt, slipping underneath the fabric to slide up his bare chest. John tugs the shirt over his head, letting the garment fall to the floor. He pulls Kat to him again, kissing her wherever his mouth can reach.
John kisses and nips at her neck, causing her to gasp and shiver with pleasure. Kat's hands roam up John's bare back, fingertips sliding lightly along his spine. John's hands slide down to the hem of Kat's tank top and she pulls away just far enough that he can lift it from her body, his hands returning to her waist.
Kat kisses and bites along John's collarbone, working her way to his chest. He trembles a bit under her touch, "Damn I want you" he growls, as his fingers make short work of the zipper on the back of Kat's skirt, his hands sliding it over her hips.
"So beautiful" he breathes, tangling his fingers in Kat's hair, pulling her to him for another searing, seemingly endless kiss.
Kat sinks down on the couch, pulling John down with her, his lips leaving hers reluctantly. She spies the jar of Nutella on the cushion next to her, still where she dropped it. Though she is aching for John's touch, she decides to have some fun. She reaches over and picks up the jar, looking at John with a mischievous glint in her eyes.
"What are you thinking?" John asks with a grin.
Kat doesn't answer, she simply smiles as she takes a small amount of the sticky confection out of the jar with her finger. With her eyes locked on John's, she smears the crème on his lips, licking the remainder off of her finger.
"And just what do you think you're doing?" John asks playfully.
Kat grins, "What can I say? I like to play with my food" She leans in and starts licking the sticky treat off of John's lips, taking his bottom lip into her mouth, nibbling gently. She runs her hand down his chest to the waistband of his jeans, fumbling with the buttons. Giving up on them, she lets her hand move lower, delighting in the fact that John is very aroused, his erection straining against the tight denim. John groans and leans back against the cushions when she touches him, his hips rising against her hand. Kat continues massaging him through his jeans and reaches for the Nutella. John moans and his head falls back, eyes closing. Kat dips two fingers into the jar and scoops up a generous amount of the gooey crème. She smears it in a line down his chest.
vJohn's head snaps up, "You really do like to play with your food don't you?" he gasps.
"I was my mother's worst nightmare" Kat snickers, as she starts licking the sticky goo off of his chest. "Besides, I love this stuff" John's hands tangle in her hair as she licks and bites her way down his chest. She works at the buttons on his jeans again, this time succeeding in getting them undone. She slips her hand inside and is delighted to find that he's not wearing anything underneath. John gasps and wriggles out of his jeans. Kat goes once more for the Nutella, this time smearing a generous amount on John's erection.
"This is making one hell of a mess" John chokes out.
"Oh admit it, you're enjoying every second of it" Kat says as she kneels on the floor in front of him.
"I didn't say…" Whatever John was going to say is cut short when Kat takes him in her mouth, greedily licking the sticky crème off of him.
"Oh my God!" John gasps, his hips rising to force himself further into Kat's accommodating mouth. Kat continues her ministrations thoroughly enjoying the feeling of power that she's feeling right now. John's head is thrashing from side to side and he's gasping for air.
"Kat…Kat" he moans, "I can't take much more of this"
"Oh so I should stop?" she asks with a smirk.
"Ummm if this is going to continue, then yes" he answers, his breathing calming a bit. He pulls Kat up to kiss her deeply. Her lips are sticky from the Nutella and he can taste himself in her mouth. "You know" he says when he breaks the kiss, "you're not the only one who likes to play with their food"
"Mmmmm, now that sounds promising" Kat whispers as John eases her back against the cushions and reaches for the jar.
"Oh yes, I was my Mum's worst nightmare too" he replies as he kisses her again, his fingers trailing over Kat's breasts teasingly. His mouth leaves hers to nibble her earlobe and neck. He scoops out some Nutella and gently smears it over Kat's breasts. Kat trembles under his touch, anticipating what's coming next. John's mouth follows his hands, his tongue swirling around her nipples, greedily lapping up the sweet crème. His hand moves down her body to gently stroke her through her panties. Kat moans and arches her back under his touch. Sensing her impatience, John tugs her panties off, dropping them on the floor.
"Somehow Nutella never tasted so good" John whispers, moving up to capture Kat's lips with his, sliding one finger inside her as he kisses her deeply. Kat gasps as he moves his finger in and out slowly, moaning when he adds another finger to his penetration. She can feel her orgasm building and when John's thumb finds her clit and starts massaging it, she comes apart with a loud moan.
"That's it, let it go" John whispers in her ear as her body shudders with the intensity of her orgasm.
"I want you inside me…now" Kat says, reaching between John's legs, stroking him.
John parts Kat's legs and buries himself inside her in one long stroke. Kat moans as he thrusts against her, wrapping her legs tight around his waist. They're both so turned on that in no time at all, both are gasping for air, seemingly unable to draw a full breath.
"Kat, I can't hold on anymore" John moans as his body shudders with his orgasm. Kat is right behind him, calling out John's name as her own orgasm thunders through her. John collapses against her and she wraps her arms around him, holding him tight.
"You are incredible" John says breathlessly, "What do you do for an encore?"
Kat just smiles mischievously "I guess you're just going to have to find out"
John smiles, "You know, we're both going to need a shower, we've made quite a mess of ourselves"
John stands up and hands Kat her tank top, "I think we should go back to my hotel" he says, raising an eyebrow.
"That sounds like a perfect plan" Kat answers.
They both get dressed and Kat sits down on the couch to make herself a little more presentable before leaving the room.
"You think we should stop at a grocery store?" John asks teasingly as he opens the door.
Kat sits for a moment just watching him, trying to process everything that happened and dreaming about what was yet to come.
John walks over to her and holds out his hand, "So you gonna come…or what?" he asks with a smile.