“I’ve got this. Take off your jeans, Chase.” They fell to the floor, my dress following them.
“Do you want this?” he asked, grabbing his bulge through emerald green boxer briefs.
I nodded, my breathing shaking with anticipation.
“Then spread your legs.”
I leaned back on the bed and watched him watching me. I took my time doing as he asked, I was nervous even in my desire for him. He looked like a thirsty man who had found water. Sinking to his knees, he buried his face between my legs and I nearly combusted right then. I cried out, clawing the blankets. He wrapped his arms around my legs, preventing me from moving. The pressure was building, and I was losing my mind.
“Come for me, Elle.” He sucked on my clit and I was lost, my body convulsed wildly.
He kept his mouth on me until I slowly came down enough for some of my senses to return.
“Oh my god.” It had never been that good.
He climbed up my body and kissed me. I could taste myself on him. I reached down and grabbed his firm ass.
“I need you to fuck me right now.”
He backed away and reached into a drawer, revealing a condom.
“Come and get it.”
I snatched the condom from him and freed his erection. I’m by no means an expert, but the cocky look on Chase’s face told me he knew what he had and how to use it. I had to touch it. Wrapping my fingers around him, I gently stroked his long, thick shaft until he stopped me.
“No more teasing,” he breathed against my skin. “I have to fuck you, Elle.”
I slid the condom on, and he climbed on top of me, spreading my thighs wide. It was the slowest most erotic moment I had ever felt as he entered me, and I held on to him as if my life depended on it.
He kissed me deeply and the friction built between us.
“Fuck, Elle… feels so damn good.”
His fingers began to work my clit and his thrusts came harder, faster.
“I…ah…Chase!” My body convulsed around him.
“Damn, I can’t wait…Fuck!” he called out as I felt him spasm inside of me.
He collapsed on top of me, laying kisses softly all over my skin as our breathing levelled out. When he pulled out of me and excused himself to clean up, reality began to flood back into my muddled brain. Oh my god, I just had a one-night stand with Chase fucking Brighton. I sat up and pulled his blanket in front of me. A momentary panic set in then as I reached down and grabbed my dress from the floor just as he returned with two glasses of amber liquid. God damn he was glorious strutting in still fully nude, his dick swaying. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him.
“I thought you might like to join me for a drink? Wait, what are you doing with your dress? Elle?”
I forced my eyes up to his. “Well, uh…”
He took the dress from my hand and replaced it with the glass.
“You don’t need that.” He lounged back against the pillows propped against his headboard. “Why don’t you come closer.”
I took a swig from the glass and set it on the side table as the liquid burned down my throat. He was lying there, waiting with open arms for me. Moving closer, he helped slide me up the rest of the way, leaning down and kissing me softly. The blanket slipped from my grasp and my breasts pressed against him.
“Is everything all right?” he asked with a sexy smirk on his lips.
I nodded.
“Are you nervous or something?”
“Probably more than I was before all of that just happened,” I said quietly.
“Tonight has been a long time coming, Elle. I think we were both trying to deny it to ourselves. Let’s not think of anything else tonight, okay? I just want to be near you right now. And once I have had a chance to recover a little, I’m going to convince you that there should be a round two… and I can be very convincing.”
He trailed his fingers down the side of my breast, tickling me. I giggled against his chest. I sound like a giddy schoolgirl.
“Stop that.”
“I like the feeling of your skin against mine.”
Feeling bold, I reached down between us and took his dick into my hand, sliding it up and down between my fingers. “I like the feeling of your skin too.”
I could feel him harden immediately. There was something pretty damn erotic about having that effect on a man.
“Oh, babe, I was trying to be good and now look what you’ve done. Are you ready for more already?”
I smiled cheekily at him. “Maybe you should stop talking and show me what you’ve got.”
He grinned back. “Feisty little thing, aren’t you? This time I’m going to make you beg for me.”
I’d laughed at the time, but Chase was a sexual god; he’d made me beg for him to go deeper, made me beg for release. Over and over, he drove me wild until we both passed out from sheer exhaustion.
Chapter Ten
Elle
It was in the early hours of the morning when I woke alone. The sun wasn’t even up yet, but Chase must have had some business to tend to or something. It stung a little, even though this was a one-time thing between us. I knew I couldn’t expect him to want to be tied down when he could have his choice of any woman he wanted. Even so, I would never regret finally giving into the powerful pull between us. I looked around the bed until I found his discarded t-shirt from the night before. Slipping it on, I crept from his room, grabbing myself some new underwear. Once I had bushed my teeth and freshened up, I made my way to the kitchen cabinet and took out a glass, filling it with orange juice. I was in the middle of washing my glass out when the door of the bus opened, Chase pausing at the top of the stairs, his intense gaze falling upon me.
“I like the way you look in my shirt.”
He moved closer, the butterflies in my stomach getting worse with each step.
I turned back to the sink, the glass getting scrubbed for the second time until Chase pressed up against my back, his hand slowly sliding down my arm until he stilled my hands with his. He took the glass from me and set it down on the counter. His hands continued to play with mine. My breathing grew shaky, my heart raced. Wasn’t he supposed to be a dick and pretend that nothing happened?
“W-what are you doing?” I asked as his arm wrapped around my waist, eliminating any space between us. I could feel his hard length pressing into me, sensation overwhelming.
“Your skin is so soft,” he murmured against my ear.
“Chase…”
“Hmm?”
He slipped one hand down between my legs, pushing my underwear to the side.
I leaned up against him with a gasp, my body needing the support. Pressure began to build. God he was good with his hands. As my climax shot through me, Chase held me tightly, his fingers not stilling. As my senses returned, I could still feel his length, so I rolled my hips, earning a groan from him. He took a step back and tugged my underwear down my legs.
“Turn around.”
Chase’s eyes were locked onto mine as he crouched before me. “I need to taste you, Elle.”
He didn’t wait for my response, moving his tongue expertly across my overly sensitive clit. Running my fingers through his hair, I pulled his head back.
“I need you inside of me right now.”
He smirked. “You are pretty fucking bossy, aren’t you?”
“You won’t be getting any fucking if you don’t stand up.”
Chase did as he was told and I reached for his jeans, unzipping them to find that he was going commando. I raised an eyebrow at him.
“I had to leave the bus to tell the guys that I was out for breakfast. I’d expected to find you still sleeping.”
I reached into his jeans and grabbed his dick firmly.
“Fuck, Elle,” he groaned. “I need you naked.”
His t-shirt was up and over my head a second later, his jeans and shirt hitting the floor too.
“Don’t move,” he instructed, disappearing into his room for a moment, a
nd re-emerging with a condom in hand. I watched him sheath himself.
“Turn around and bend over for me, baby.”
I let out a gasp as my breasts were pressed against the cold counter as one of his hands slid over my hip; the other guided his length inside me. The heat between us intensified. I yelped out in surprise as he smacked my ass as he slid into me faster, harder.
“You like that, don’t you? Tell me you like that.”
“Yes. God, yes!” I panted.
He slipped his fingers once again between my legs and flicked against my clit. It was all I needed to come undone around him, crying out.
His fingers dug into my hips as he pounded into me. He shouted out my name as he stilled, deep inside me, and I could feel him find his own release.
Chase
As the sun rose further in the sky, I knew that soon we would need to get up. But watching Elle sleep was a beautiful sight. I couldn’t believe that after all of the tension between us seemed to be gone. I’d carried her back to my bed after our romp in the kitchen and she curled up beside me and dozed off. I wanted nothing more than to keep her there. With the lightest of touches, I ran the tips of my fingers down the soft skin on her cheek.
“Elle, we have to start getting up,” I murmured.
She nuzzled closer with a little whimper.
“Come on, honey. Wake up.”
She leaned back to stretch out before closing the gap between us once again, her hand rested upon my chest. Then, as if her awareness kicked in, she pushed away from me and sat up with a start, her eyes wide open.
“Ivy.”
“She is still with my parents.” I chuckled, pulling gently on her arm. “Come back here – but speaking of my parents, as much as I would like nothing more than to stay naked with you all day, we have to head over to my parents’ house soon. Mom will be mad at me if we are late.”
She looked uncomfortable. “Chase, I’m not sure that is a good idea.”
“You have to come, my mom invited you. I’d never hear the end of it if you didn’t. Besides, the whole band is coming.”
With a sigh, she replied, “Well, I guess I had better hurry up and get ready.”
Elle shifted away and slipped from the bed, giving me the most glorious view of her curves, awakening my dick to full mast.
Her eyes widened when she looked back, her movement off of the bed had pulled the sheet off of me.
“I wish I had time to put this to good use.” I grabbed my dick in my hand.
She smiled slyly, pausing at my bedroom door. “I wish you did too. Maybe you should take a cold shower before we go?”
It would take more than a cold shower to stop my body from reacting to her the way it did. I was addicted.
Elle
Chase’s mom hugged us all, one by one as we stepped through the front door. Ivy came running from the back of the house and into Chase’s arms. I watched their sweet interaction as he peppered her with kisses until she giggled and pushed away laughing.
“Come in! Lunch is ready and waiting,” Rita said as she finished enveloping the rest of the band in motherly bear hugs.
She led the way toward the kitchen with Chase at her side. Rita’s hand rested on his lower back, as if keeping him close. The way she looked up at him warmed my heart and made me miss my own family.
Chase’s family home was quaint and warm, but it had a bright and airy feel to it as though the beach was right outside their backdoor. The living room walls were white painted wainscoting, with light wood floors and accents and a beautiful light blue couch that looked as if it were inviting you go on over and take a nap on it.
An arched doorway took us from the front room right on through to the kitchen and dining room, with a rectangle table that looked way too small to fit all of us around it. Though, somehow, we managed to cram ourselves around it while Rita stood at one end of the table dishing out piping hot scoops of Sheppard’s pie as a large bowl of salad was passed around.
“So, sweetheart, how is the tour going?” Rita asked as soon as we dug in.
“It’s been pretty good,” Chase replied.
“That’s it?” Jim asked. “Claire? It seems like we always get the real story from you.”
“Oh, you know that Chase is just doing what he always does.” Claire laughed, pointing her fork at Chase. “The fact of the matter is that this tour has been the most successful one yet. We are finding that the smaller venues seem to be quiet the draw for fans. We’re considering doing more of that in the future. Overall, I would say that this is the perfect time to be doing this tour.”
“Well I’m just glad we get to see you all,” Jim replied
“So, Elle, what do you think about all of this music business stuff?” Rita asked, turning and focusing her attention on me.
“Uh, well, it’s all pretty foreign to me, honestly. But I’m not usually anywhere near the music side of things. Ivy and I spend our days together playing and having fun.”
“Well I am sure everyone here probably knows all there is to know, but I’d like to know you better. Tell me about yourself,” Rita said smiling.
And suddenly everyone’s eyes were on me.
“I haven’t really shared all that much. I grew up in Plaithly, which is a smaller town in southern Ontario. My dad was a carpenter and Mom was a music teacher. When my parents passed away, my aunt took me in. She lived in the outskirts of Toronto. She was a piano teacher out of her home. She passed away almost two years ago now.”
“Oh, Elle, I’m so sorry,” Claire said sadly.
“Do you have any other family?” Rita asked, her hand resting over her heart.
I shook my head. “It was just the two of us. I was going to school full-time and waitressing at night. When she got sick, she sold her house to help with the bills and so that we could move closer to the hospital.”
“That must have been really difficult,” Ewan stated, leaning closer in his chair.
I nodded before continuing. “As my aunt needed me more to care for her and bring her to appointments, it became too much to do it all, so I decided to put my education on hold. My boss at the restaurant was really great and let me stay on with a flexible schedule. When my aunt died, I didn’t have much left. It was a difficult time for me.”
“So, what did you do?” Brant asked.
“I had to move out of the apartment because I couldn’t continue to pay the rent on the money I made from the restaurant. I would have landed in my car if my friends hadn’t rallied around me. I’ve bounced around from couch to couch until my friend Jack told me I could stay as long as I needed. He and Claire know each other and ultimately that is how I learned about this job. I guess the rest is history.”
The table fell quiet.
“I sure know how to silence a crowd, don’t I?” I laughed shakily.
“Her full name is Melody,” Chase blurted out.
His mom smiled. “A musical name from a musical family. I’d say you were meant to be a part of this group.”
Ivy scrambled away from her grandfather and came to stand beside me. I lifted her into my lap, and she wrapped her arms around my neck. “Don’t be sad, Ewlle.”
“Oh Ivy, you are so sweet. I’m all right, I promise.”
Chase
Mom gave me a knowing glance from across the table. She could see right through the mask of generic interest I was showing for Elle, and I wouldn’t be at all surprised if she could see how easily I would fall head over heels for Elle if I wasn’t careful. How could I not?
We continued to talk long after lunch was over, eventually moving into the living room.
The sun began to set, and it was time to go. But after weeks on a bus, it was nice spending time in a comfortable house that actually felt like home.
As one by one each person began to yawn, finally Claire announced that we should be going, and Mom and Dad walked us to the door. They each gave me a long hug before saying goodbye.
“You’ll let us know about I
vy’s birthday party, won’t you?” Mom asked. “We’ll fly out to meet you once you have the plans arranged.”
I nodded. “You know I will. Thank you for today, Mom, we all enjoyed the change of pace. And thanks for watching Ivy last night.”
“Once this tour is over, I’m going to expect you to schedule some time to spend with us. Seeing you and Ivy like this just is not enough.”
She turned and hugged Elle, who was standing beside me. “You, my dear girl, are a real fighter. I’m glad that you are the one who gets to take care of our little Ivy. I’d say that you’re the perfect match. Come on back anytime.”
“I will, thank you.”
Ivy was asleep for the night on the ride back. A blanket of silence fell over everyone as we piled into the van. When we got back to the buses, whispers of goodnight could be heard as we boarded. Once Ivy was settled in her bed and fast asleep, I headed to my room to change. When I emerged, the sound of water drifted from the washroom, and the soft sound of Elle humming. I wasn’t being creepy, but I stood there waiting for her. I couldn’t wait to have my hands on her again.
She opened the door and jumped. “What are you doing out here?”
I pulled her out and pressed my body against hers until she was up against the wall. She whimpered as I pressed my mouth to hers, my lips parting hers and teasing her tongue with mine. I slid my hands down her body, wrapping them around the back of her thighs.
“Up.”
I lifted her and she wrapped her legs around my waist, my dick pressing against her heat. I wasted no time getting to my bed and maybe not so gracefully dropping her onto it.
“Chase!” Elle giggled.
“Sorry about that.” I slid the door shut and shucked off my shirt in a single fluid motion. That sobered her up. Her eyes followed my hands as I unbuckled my belt and ripped open the buttons on my fly. Her breathing hitched.
“Are you all right there, babe?”
Her eyes flicked to mine and back to my jeans. She sat up and grabbed my jeans in her hands, giving them a tug and sending them to the floor. My boxer briefs followed quickly behind. In an instant, her mouth was on my cock.
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