Chapter fifteen

Sarah woke up early the next morning, instinctively crossing her legs, pressing them together to try and make the tenderness go away. Her guess of him being big was right and she was certainly feeling it now although last night felt amazing.

The pain eased a little bit and she looked over at him. He was on his back next to her, the sheet covered his belly but left his chest bare. His face was relaxed and his eyes still closed, all together he looked gorgeous.

“What are you looking at?” His voice grumbled in a low whisper.

Sarah made a little jump at the sound, she hadn’t expected him to talk, she thought he was still sleeping.

“You look very sexy.” She said as she relaxed against his side.
“Mmmm.” Richie opened his eyes and turned his head to see her. “You don’t look bad yourself.” He liked her messed up hair and the satisfaction he could still see in her eyes.

Sarah smiled and reached up to kiss him. He softly kissed her back, starting to rub her back, glad there were no restrictions this time, only skin.

“I like having you naked in my bed.” Richie said gently.
“I bet you do.” She leaned back on his shoulder.
“Don’t you like being naked in my bed?” He asked a little worried, did she regret it now?
“It takes a little getting used to.” She admitted, it had still been a big step for her.

Richie turned to his side so he could see her eyes. It was easier to read her when he could see her eyes. “We have time.” He pulled her closer to him, feeling her breasts pressed against him.

Sarah felt his dick pressing against her. He wasn’t there yet but was he ready to go again, already? She needed a little more time to recover.

“Maybe a bit more than a little.” Sarah said quietly, not sure if she should say it all. Now that they’ve had sex he must expect they’d do it again.

Richie looked worried at her; maybe she did regret it or at least had second thoughts about it now. “Are you alright hun?” The worry was obvious in his voice.

She didn’t mean to worry him, it wasn’t his fault. “Yeah, I am, just a little…” She felt embarrassed about it.

“Oh honey, did I hurt you?” He let go of her a little, so he could read her face. He was regretting it already, hurting her was the last thing he ever wanted to do.

Sarah shook her head. “No, it’s just a bit tender, I guess.” She felt embarrassed to admit it to him.

He kissed her softly, letting his hand that was stroking her back, go lower to the curve of her ass.

“I love your ass.” He said.
Sarah chuckled, he liked her ass?
“What? I’m serious here.” He pulled away again to look at her.
“I know, I’m sorry.” She apologized.
“I love all the rest of you too.” Richie added.
“I love you too.”

He kissed her tenderly again, subconsciously pressing into her side. Unknowingly he made Sarah nervous with it.

He always woke with the starting of a morning erection when he was next to her but now he might actually want to act on it and that made Sarah nervous. She wasn’t ready yet, maybe her body would relax a bit more during the day.

His hand was already sneaking between her legs, pushing them apart.

“Richie.” She half moaned, half complained, she wasn’t ready yet.
“Shhh.” He soothed her, he understood, he wasn’t really going to do anything more than what he was doing now when his finger slid between her slippery folds.

Even though she felt tender, it still felt good when he touched her and she didn’t make any move to stop him.

Sarah gasped when his finger made a long stroke over her clit. His fingertip was the last to brush over it but didn’t move away.

With slow circles he played her clit, all the while watching her face closely, already he could see the arousal present. Her lips were slightly parted, her eyes hooded, trying to keep them open, her breathing was coming in moans.

He played her faster, making her moan louder, loving every sound she was making. He knew perfectly how to arouse a woman, loving her made it even better, then she was all that mattered.

As she closed her eyes, he kissed her tenderly as his finger over her again, making her shudder once.

She let his tongue curl around her as she raised her hips up to him.

He knew what she wanted and made his motions short and fast.

With the added sensations Sarah started shuddering as she felt her orgasm wash over her. In excitement she pushed her chest forward, curling her back, letting her head fall down and pressing her bottom into the mattress, without his hand leaving her body.

Richie watched her, he loved that he could do that to her. His touches turned feather light as he watched her writhe against him.

When she finally could breathe normal again and her body relaxed, she slowly opened her eyes, his hand moved lower, letting two fingers slide over the wet skin. He assumed that that was where she was hurting, he slowly stroked her tender skin, hoping it would help to ease it away.

“You look amazing when you do that.” Richie said softly.
“You’re very good at it.” She complimented.

Richie chuckled, like didn’t know that. He stroked his other hand over her cheek, slowly turned her head towards him for another kiss.

He looked her in the eye when their kiss broke apart.

“I love you.” He repeated, he’d tell her every day, all day if he could.
Sarah smiled softly, how did she get this lucky all of a sudden? “I love you.”

Richie moved his hand away from her and wiped it on the sheet, sitting up next to her.

Instinctively Sarah pressed her thighs together again. Maybe she had been wrong about him being big, more like huge but it had felt so good with him inside her.

Richie looked over at the clock behind him, not as early as he had thought it was, almost 10 am.

Sarah saw him thinking. “When do we need to leave?” She’d rather stay comfortably in bed right now.
Richie shook his head. “Not yet. Tonight, and we’re having dinner on the plane.” He explained for her.
“So concert tomorrow?” She guessed.
He nodded.
“How is Jon going to do that?” She asked, worried about his friend.
“In pain.” Richie said plainly.
Sarah didn’t know what to say to that.
“He’ll be in pain.” Richie agreed to what she was thinking. “He’ll be fine if he rests and doesn’t over do it.”
“Tico and David said he’d be grumpy.” She wanted to see how he thought Jon would be.
Richie laughed. “He’s always grumpy. In an hour he’ll be at my door complaining.”
Sarah chuckled.
“So we better go hide. Want to take a bath?”

That would be relaxing, she thought. The warm water would be soothing to her skin but with him? His dick wasn’t as present against her anymore but still. What would he do? She worried but agreed to it.



A few minutes later she had dressed in the clothes she wore to bed last night and unwrapped her bandage. She carefully got up from the bed and went to the bathroom where Richie was getting the bath ready.

He looked up at her when she walked in, he had just found which one of the complimentary tiny bottles was for bubbles, instead he straightened up to look at her, a little surprised she was wearing clothes again. Did she change her mind?

“You don’t need to hide, saw everything.” He put the emphasis on “everything”. He had more than only seen it, he had touched and kissed it.
“I’m sorry.” She said insecure. Out of bed she didn’t feel comfortable to stay naked and had put on her top and panties again.
“Are we still having our bath?” He asked a little worried that she had changed her mind now.
“Yes, I just didn’t feel comfortable to walk around naked.” She explained.
“No worries.” He bent down and let the liquid flow out of the bottle into the warm water.

It only took a few seconds for bubbles to appear in the water, then Richie stepped in and held out a hand for Sarah. “Come on.”

Sarah undressed again and took his hand.

She watched Richie sit down, he left his legs open for her to sit down. Sarah watched him a little longer, and then turned around to sit down.

He noticed her back lowering in front of him, the bruises didn’t look as bad anymore, yellow but fading.

She sat down between his legs and rested back against his chest.

Richie wrapped his arms around her and folded his hands over her belly, then kissed the sigh of her head. “Warm enough?” He asked.
As she lifted her own hands to put them on top of his, she answered him. “Yes, it is. It’s perfect.”
“Want bubbles?” He asked teasingly.
“We already have bubbles.” She picked some up with her hand and wiped it over his arm, feeling the muscles under his skin. The bubbles that stuck to her own hand, she blew away.

Richie reached out to a button on the side of the tub, making the jets come alive.

Sarah made a little jump as the water started moving, but relaxed against his chest again as it relaxed her.

“I’ve never been in a bath that makes bubbles.”
Richie chuckled. “A whirlpool honey.”
“Then I’ve never been in a whirlpool.” She corrected herself.
“Lots of new things for you on this tour.” He teased again.

The jets did relax her and not only her mind, her body too. It was soothing to her body, feeling very nice and comfortable.

She turned her head and reached up as Richie reached down to kiss her. They kissed tenderly and sweet, he didn’t want to push her for more. She was shy and insecure, one night wasn’t going to change that, he knew that too. He’s still do anything for her, he’s still wait, her pace would be their pace even if he had to wait for another week.



His hands rubbed over her arms when he was getting cold, making Sarah shiver.

“Wanna get out?” He asked.
“Yes, it’s getting cold.” She agreed and moved to stand, struggling as she found a way to get up without hurting herself.

Richie was faster than her and stood up to help her up. He stepped out of the bath and picked up two towels, wrapping one around his waist and holding one open for her.

Sarah carefully stepped out with her bad foot first. An “auch” escaped her as she put all of her weight on it to step out of the bathtub.

“Maybe you should put some ice on it again.” Richie suggested. “Doctor said it’d take a while.” He added as he wrapped the towel around her. They wouldn’t leave until later in the afternoon so they had plenty of time.

After they dressed Richie tried his best to wrap the elastic bandage around her ankle again. The bruises on her ankle looked much better now too.

“Tight enough?” He asked when he finished.
“It’s good. Can we watch a movie before we have to leave?”
“Yeah.” Richie got on the bed next to her.

As he picked up the remote, there was the predicted knock at the door. Richie got up again and went to open the door, finding Jon standing there, supporting on two crutches.

Richie turned around to Sarah as he let Jon in. “See, told you.” He said, then closed the door.
“What’d ya tell her?” Jon asked as he made his way to the couch.
Richie went back to sit with Sarah on the bed. “That you’d come here when you got bored. He explained.
“Yeah, well, I had to get away from Dean, he won’t fucking leave me alone and he wants to do stuff to my knee.” Jon complained.
“Aw poor Jonny.” Richie teased.
“Oh shut up. What are you guys doing?”
“We were just going to watch a movie. If you are a good boy you can watch too.”
Jon rolled his eyes.

Richie turned on the TV menu to look for available movies to rent straight from the movie database. He flipped through them, mostly older movies, to find something they’d like.

“What’s that?” Sarah noticed a title.
Richie stopped.
She read the title again. “What does los muertos mean?”
“The dead.” Jon answered.
“But you don’t wanna watch that, there’s a really ugly actor in it and he ruins everything.” Richie pitched in with his advice.
“Hey!” Jon complained from the couch.
“I am prettier than you.” Richie pointed out and looked for another movie, finally starting one.

He put the remote on the night stand and wrapped his arms around Sarah, pulling her against him.



The movie took a little over two hours, when it finished it was 2pm.

They talked for a while until a knock at the door interrupted them.

Since Richie was the only one in the room that could decently walk, he went to open the door.

“Have you seen Jon? He’s hiding like a little kid.”

Jon groaned loudly and annoyed.

“If you had shut up, I could have lied for you.” Richie said in to the room.

Jon reached for his crutches and tried to get up. “See you later.” He said before he left.



Later that day Sarah and Richie were in another hotel room, just getting ready for bed. Sarah found one of her tops to change in to when Richie looked a little confused at her.
“I don’t like sleeping naked.” She felt like she had to explain, last night was different but now…
Richie wasn’t surprised by it, he figured she didn’t, she hadn’t slept naked any time before. “That’s okay, but maybe we should go shopping for some nightwear then.” He suggested, she couldn't keep sleeping in her or his clothes and he’d like to see her in a flimsy nightgown.
Sarah agreed, she could do that, if they got time to.

They got in bed together and as she always did Sarah snuggled up against his side as he wrapped his arms around her. After tomorrow’s concert they had two days off, he’d take her shopping, for more than just a nightgown.