Admiration (Metal Prodigy Series Book #4.5): Metal Prodigy Series, #4.5

By J.S. Snow

Never in a million years did John Lucas, the world famous bassist for the greatest metal band in the world, Hells Redemption ever think he'd be this successful in his life.  Growing up in a hippie commune outside of a one stop light town in New Mexico, he once believed his chances of venturing outside of it, let alone playing music, were slim to none.

Now he's a part of a Heavy-Metal empire, married to a future legendary guitarist and laying the ground work for a life after the cheers from the crowd fade away.

Starting your own music label isn't going to be without it's headaches, but the feeling as if nothing can seem to go right can wear you down after a while.  Outside of his wife's project with her own band who is taking the rock world by storm, he needs to prove he can catapult a once unknown indie group all on his own, without riding the coattails of the successful group he's a part of or married to.

White Dove Massacre, C.S. Records newest act may just do that.  The four young men from Philadelphia desire to be the next greatest band to come out of the City of Brotherly Love since Breaking Benjamin.  They were thrilled to not only be signed by a record label, but one belonging to their idol, John Lucas.  However, is their admiration for the man clouding their judgement to do what's best for their future?  Up to this point, his decisions haven't been too beneficial.

Can John prove his label is right place for them and that he can propel them up the ladder of success on the music charts?  Only time will tell, and this is of course banking on the fact, one more thing will not go wrong.

So far, things aren't looking to promising as his band who is headling tonight's show may be out of commission due to their lead guitarist being hospitalized.

This is John's journey and the story of how he handles the stress and pressure of everyone's feeling of wonder, pleasure and approval of him; in other words, how he handles their… 

ADMIRATION

Admiration is a novella in the Metal Prodigy Series and while it can be read as a standalone, the author recommends reading it after book four in the series, Temptation.  You can find the series order in the copyright section of this novella.

 27,686 Words

New Adult/Adult Contemporary Romance – Recommended for those 18 years of age and older due to graphic language and sexual situations.

• Language: English
• Publisher: J.S. Snow
• Release date: Aug 23, 2016
• ISBN: 9781536517828

J.S. Snow

J.S. Snow began her literary obsession at the tender age of eleven with the first voluntarily read book Dear God It’s Me Margaret by Judy Blum.  Only a few years later her fascination with fictional offerings really took root as she stepped into the mind of one of her hero’s Stephen King through his work Christine. Now seriously considering a twelve step program for her e-Reader addiction, she feeds her fascination for make believe with new literary offerings via said e-Reader, has a passion for dark chocolate, sweet tea and Heavy Metal music.  She is the proud mother of a downright spectacular daughter (who was head banging in the belly) and lives with the belief that the mind where the imagination lives is a far more entertaining place than TV or movies ever will be. J.S. Snow currently resides in Central Florida and has been in the administrative office field for twenty nine years.

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Admiration

Admiration

A Metal Prodigy Series Novella

J.S. Snow

J.B.S.T.S.P. Books Ltd.

Contents

About

Dedication

Copyright

Also by J.S. Snow

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Coming Soon

Teaser Tag Challenge Winner

Taboo 2, Magic and Mayhem, Thomas Duder

The Women of The Metal Prodigy Series

Angela Ramirez

Keeshia Washington

Moonbeam Edwards

Simone Farnsworth

Devin VonSnyder

Acknowledgments

Trademark Acknowledgements

About the Author

Never in a million years did John Lucas, the world famous bassist for the greatest metal band in the world, Hells Redemption ever think he’d be this successful in his life. Growing up in a hippie commune outside of a one stop light town in New Mexico, he once believed his chances of venturing outside of it, let alone playing music, were slim to none. Now he’s a part of a Heavy-Metal empire, married to a future legendary guitarist and laying the ground work for a life after the cheers from the crowd fade away.

Starting your own music label isn’t going to be without it’s headaches, but the feeling as if nothing can seem to go right can wear you down after a while. This is John’s journey and the story of how he handles the stress and pressure of everyone’s feeling of wonder, pleasure and approval of him; in other words, how he handles their …ADMIRATION

Admiration is a novella in the Metal Prodigy Series and while it can be read as a standalone, the author recommends reading it after book four in the series, Temptation.

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27,686 Words

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New Adult/Adult Contemporary Romance – Recommended for those 18 years of age and older due to graphic language and sexual situations.

For the Men in My Life Who Inspire Me:

My Father

My Uncles

My Brothers

My Grandfathers

Copyright © 2016 by J.S. Snow

All rights reserved.

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Also by J.S. Snow

The Metal Prodigy Series:

Redemption – Book 1

Resurrection – Book 2

Trepidation – Book 2.5

Reconciliation – Book 3

Attraction – Book 3.5

Temptation – Book 4

Short Stories:

Claiming

1

Philadelphia, PA October

John couldn’t remember the last time he had such a vivid and erotic trip through REMville, and he hoped like hell he forgot to set the alarm clock or he was going to have to kill somebody.

When you dream and fantasize often about the woman you’re now married to, it could only mean your decision in choosing her was on the money, right? Of course, the bene of rolling over and making those dreams a reality was a definite plus in his newlywed life.

As he continued to dream of his gorgeous wife working his dick inside of her mouth as she pumped the shaft, his hips bucked. If what he was experiencing became any more vivid, he may just blow his load in his sleep, and he hasn’t done that since right after he and his band mates in Hells Redemption first met her in New York.

The goddess who starred in this fantasy tugged on his nut sack and threw in some appreciative sounds for good measure.

I hope I never wake up.

As fate would have it, the alarm clock on his side of the bed went off.

Damn it, he grumbled and reluctantly open his peepers, reaching over to shut the obnoxious thing off. The sensation of wanting to shoot his wad down his wife’s throat hadn’t subsided however, because it looked like he wasn’t dreaming after all…she was actually doing it.

I am the luckiest man on the planet.

He lifted the sheet to verify what was happening down below and the visual of his dick in between her sweet lips was the hottest thing he’s ever seen. Well, good morning to you too, sweetness.

With her mouth still full, she looked up at him with mirth in her eyes, took him out, pumped him a few more times and then began the ascent up his torso to straddle him. Hey there Chief.

He also counted himself lucky his woman loved sunrise nookie. In fact, except for that dry spell they went through right after her mother died, he could count on one hand the mornings when they hadn’t begun the day with a bang.

He gave her a sleepy smile as she straddled him and positioned his shaft at her entrance. Mmmm, way better than an alarm clock.

She shot him a wicked grin and slowly lowered herself onto him.

He grabbed her hips, but allowed her to dictate the pace. He was so pleased about her enthusiasm towards sex. He was the only man she’s ever been with, therefore, he was her teacher in the whole copulation department. She was a quick learner and open to most anything.

He’d be the first to admit in the bedroom, he ran the show and his dominate side came out. However, special colored rooms, apparatuses, restraining objects, or implements to hit his partner with weren’t his thing. He got off when his wife showed initiative and took control once in a while. Like right now, for instance.

As her wet and warm heat surrounded him, he closed his eyes and threw his head back. To think only a few seconds earlier he’d been asleep. He never was more grateful for a career in which he dictated when he worked. Being both the bassist for the world’s greatest Heavy-Metal band and the founder of C.S. Records, his own music label, meant he didn’t punch a time clock; so if he wanted to make love to his wife in the morning, natch. An afternoon delight, why not? Going at it in every possible position several times before shuteye at night? Betchabsofreakinglutely.

She grabbed his pecks and rode him slowly as he bucked into her.

Mmmm, she hummed appreciatively.

He firmly took a hold of her hips and went into her as deep as he could. If there was one thing he regretted agreeing to after they became a couple when it came to their future was the subject of kids. His wife was a rising star on the music scene with the goal of gracing the halls of the Rock-and-Roll Hall of Fame as one of the greatest guitarists in history. She not only was the co-lead guitarist in the same band he was in, but was the head of her own group, A.G. and the Wolfpack. She wanted time to cultivate and establish her career. Being only twenty-four, time was on her side biologically to decide when to start a family. However, she didn’t want to do so for at least another decade.

His life’s mission was to love her and to give her everything she wanted. This one thing he battled with, though, for his dreams would often not only be filled with her, but of their kids. So whenever they made love, he’d fantasize the birth control she was on would fail and a new life would be arriving in nine months.

Yeah, for John, the fame and fortune of both of their careers were nice, but success to him equaled being a dad. For now, he’d have to settle for fantasy and hope maybe one day she’d change her mind about the time frame to have some rug-rats.

Continuing to ride him, she lowered herself and kissed him. He moved his hands into her hair and took possession of her mouth. His hips sped up and fantasizing about making her come was never necessary, for he knew unequivocally where her sweet spot was.

She sat up and rode him harder. Moving his thumb to her clit, he circled the nub which was guaranteed to make her launch. She responded by throwing her head back and sped up the hip action. With his other hand, he kneaded her breast and soon, he began to feel her tightening around him That’s it baby, come for me.

She did, loudly and spectacularly. There was no more beautiful sight or sound to him in the world. As his dick was now caught in what felt like a vice grip of pleasure, he grabbed her hips and slammed them down onto him to allow him to release inside of her as deeply as possible. While his boys were going to be hitting a hormonal brick wall, he could still hold out hope one day they’d kick through it.

Fuck! he growled, shutting his eyes tight, allowing the euphoria to take over.

Oh, John!

It filled him with unmistakable pride knowing no other man’s name would ever leave her lips like this. He was her first, her only, and the only man who would ever be this for her in her life.

That in itself, makes a man the luckiest guy on the planet, in his opinion.

Bass Guitar

After his usual morning workout and shower, John stood in front of the bathroom mirror, shaving his mug. Normally, his wife would be showered and dressed herself by now, but apparently he wore her out last night–and roughly–an hour ago.

This fact made him extremely pleased.

She walked in, yawning and stretching and he smiled at her in the reflection. No matter what she looked like, even just crawling out of bed, her hair a hot mess and digging the crustaceans from her eyes, she was drop-dead beautiful to him.

Decided to sleep in?

I wouldn’t have to if Mr. Big would behave himself when it’s bedtime, she answered groggily, then yawned and walked over to the shower to turn it on.

He chuckled and again, beamed with pride. He loved her nickname for his dick. I don’t know what to tell you, Grace, it has a mind of its own at times.

She pouted at him, stripped and stepped inside the cubicle. So are you excited about tonight? she yelled over the spray.

I am, as well as relieved. I need to find those boys a decent manager ASAP, he replied, although he didn’t yell back. Being a natural baritone, if he even whispered his voice could be heard in the next county.

It’s going to be an amazing night of music. I can’t wait to see the new band you signed show their stuff.

She was speaking of White Dove Massacre. They were based right here in Philly and their demo CD was sent to him by LaCross Records to take have a listen to. Due to the record label Hells Redemption was signed with closing their doors despite all efforts to save it from bankruptcy, all demo submissions were being farmed out to other labels, including his.

Being the lead bassist and his wife, their co-lead guitarist, it was only safe to assume they’d be signing with John. However, that this wasn’t the case. Things were still new and until he could prove his label had the chops to promote and put an unknown local band on the billboard music charts, the greatest Heavy-Metal band on the planet was going to remain indie for a while.

So a lot was riding on his artists performing well at the New Music Festival at Philadelphia’s own Soundgarden Hall. C.S. Records was a big sponsor and several top industry managers were due to be in attendance. He knew without a doubt, WDM would find their new manager and that responsibility would be mercifully taken off of his shoulders, for he had enough to worry about. In turn, his up and coming band would receive more radio play, have a successful tour, and perhaps cut an album worthy of the billboard charts. This would result in getting the green light from Hells Redemption to sign with his label and with that feather in his cap, the rest would all be gravy.

Despite the fact his name was on everything, the event to showcase WDM wasn’t sold out. It should have been by now, so this particular mystery he intended to solve quickly once he got down to the club in a little while.

It would have helped things out tremendously if his wife’s new band were one of the acts. However, they were composed of established and well-known musicians who already had full-time gigs with their own groups. So scheduling was an issue. Fin, her rhythm guitarist, was currently down in Florida and due to perform with his group Peak as they opened for the second greatest metal band in the world, Crysus.

It will be, there are some talented artists who will be performing.

Any of the others caught your attention you’re thinking about signing?

A few. Sugarstorm has real potential.

They’re the all-female Death-Metal band, right?

Yeah.

Their lead guitarist has serious skills.

Brushing his hair to put it back in a tie, he nodded a bit. Coming from his wife, that was quite the statement. She was one of the best guitarists in the world, so it took a lot to impress her. You think?

If I didn’t already have one, namely me, or Fin for that matter, I’d hire her.

Definitely saying something.

Well, perhaps you can make her night by telling her such later.

She giggled, turned off the shower and stepped out and grabbed a towel. She come across to you as someone who needs a confidence boost?

No, but it never hurts to hear from your idol. S that she thinks you’re awesome.

She shook her head as she wrapped herself. If there was one thing his wife definitely was when it came to her playing ability, it was humble. She knew she was good,