I was waiting in the dressing room for the guys to get done with the KISS concert.
Paul has been rather clingy lately, and it's because of the fangirls who were trying to break us up.
We've both learned to deal with it, though.
After an hour, Paul's muscular and shirtless body walked into the dressing room.
"Hey sweetie. Did you enjoy the show"?
"Yeah, you were amazing out there".
He smiled and we both shared a hug.
I can already smell the cologne mixed with sweat.
Gene Simmons, Eric Carr, and Bruce Kulick soon came to their dressing rooms as well.
The guys were exhausted and ready to rest for the entire weekend.
Together, Paul and I walked out of the concert venue to the band's limo.
When we got to the hotel, the frontman immediately took us to our room.
He wanted to be alone with me tonight.
I locked the door tight to keep out any intruders.
Paul went into the bathroom to take off his stage outfit and I blushed when I saw him almost completely naked.
He came out wearing his boxers.
I was sitting on the bed, taking off my shoes and my jewelry.
"I missed you so much".
Paul lifted me up and sat down on the mattress, putting me in his lap.
"Mmhmm...me too Starchild".
I smiled, hiding my face in his chest while using his Kiss persona that he used during the makeup eras.
Paul planted a loving kiss to the top of my head, his nostrils taking in my scent.
"Paul, what are you doing"?
I asked, then let out a giggle.
"Ah, nothing. Just enjoying our alone time together".
He kissed my cheek and I laughed.
"Your sniffing my scent, don't lie to me Stanley Eisen. I know you better than that".
I playfully hit him on the shoulder and he laughed.
We stayed like that for a minute longer before I slid off Paul's lap.
"Hey, don't go. Stay and cuddle with me".
Paul pretended to be offended, and I laughed.
"I need a shower and so do you. Now, get your ass in here".
I smirked.
"Nah, I'll take one tomorrow".
Paul started to walk away, but then he stopped and turned around when he saw me butt naked and looking very sexy.
I stuck the right side of my hip in the air and that's when Paul decided to change his mind.
He immediately took off his boxers and threw them across the floor.
I turned on the shower head and the water was freezing.
"Get in there now".
Paul's eyes were full of lust and I could tell by how turned on he was.
"Hell no. It's too damn cold".
I shook my head.
Out of nowhere, Paul grabbed ahold of my waist area and he forcefully made me go into the shower before the water had time to warm up.
He closed the shower door so I couldn't get out.
"Paul, let me out! It's too c—".
My speech was mumbled by Paul's hand.
"Ssshh...you're gonna wake up the whole city with your screaming".
He whispered.
Soon enough, the water from the shower had warmed up and I let out a sigh of relief.
"I hate you sometimes, Paul".
I pouted and he chuckled and kissed the pout away from my lips.
"I love you too, baby".
He smiled cheekily and I giggled.
