by Finn, Thia
“Sweetness, you failed to tell us your name,” the singer called after her.
“Oh, I’m Chandler Chatam. And, next time, you might give a woman a chance to answer first, invite the advance before you just descend like a wolf on prey. Not that just about any girl wouldn’t be thrilled to have your attention, but you wouldn’t want a knee to the balls an hour before you have to hit the high notes, would ya?” She smiled and winked at him, and took off for the steps leading onstage hoping she made her point without seeming too harsh. When the front man’s eyebrows shot up and he gave her a knowing smirk and a salute, she was sure he got the message.
When they reached the wings, KeeMac grabbed her elbow and swung her around, “What the fuck, Chandler?”
“What? What’s wrong with you?” she glared at him.
“Could you have flirted with those guys anymore?”
“What? You’re crazy.”
“Yeah, in that porn star outfit, too. What the fuck? You didn’t think anyone would hit on you walking around backstage looking like that?”
“You are being a ridiculous ass, Keeton. This is not the time for this! We have a show,” she threw at him then stormed her way onto the stage.
KeeMac was always last onstage. She never glanced his way when he came running out calling to the crowd.
“HELLLLO RENO! ARE Y’ALL READY TO FUCKING ROCK THIS SHOW?”
For the next hour, they set the stage on fire, playing their best so far on the tour. It seemed each time they took the stage, their music got tighter and their confidence in front of the audience got more outrageous, fueling the fans into a total frenzy, which is right where Frission wanted them by the time their act followed.
“THAT was fucking awesome, dude!” Carter called to KeeMac as they made their way to the room prepared backstage for the after show festivities. They each downed several bottled waters as some of the ladies from the audience who had been pointed out by Gunner and Carter to come backstage made their way in the room.
“Ladies, ladies, come right in,” Gunner greeted them with intimate hugs wrapping his hands around their asses and grinded his pelvis into them. He wasted no time picking out the girls he wanted to start the evening with, and he and Carter entertained the ladies while KeeMac fended off a few advances from women with very clear intentions, and was sitting alone when Chandler entered the room, obviously waiting for her. He made his way to her before she could cross the room.
“I’m sorry. I know I shouldn’t have jumped on them like that but when I saw how that asshole had you backed up against the wall, I fucking lost it.”
“Yeah, I noticed that. I will admit, I was scared until y’all walked out. He was so big and there were several of them, and it all happened so fast. I didn’t have time to think before he had me pinned. So, thank you for that. But, we are going to have to talk about your other comments later.” He was a little puzzled when she wrapped her arms around him and hugged him, glad she didn’t react the way he thought she would. He believed he must be making some progress on winning her back and was damn glad about it. Now he had to learn not to be overbearing but he wanted her to know how much he did care about her. He couldn’t stand the thought of some other guy laying their hands on her. That was not going to happen and he needed her to understand that. He’d never really had his boundaries tested, but one thing was sure: he wouldn’t share her with anyone.
They joined the rest of group for drinks while Frission finished their set. KeeMac and Chandler laughed at the antics the ladies used with Carter and Gunner to win their attention. When Frission entered the room, an entourage of groupies poured in offering a fresh selection for the two available AD guys. These women’s complete lack of inhibitions was an utter shock to Chandler.
The guys retreated to intimate corners in pairs, or in threesomes, while everyone mingled talking as if what was going on around them was a normal part of any conversation. Chandler discreetly watched as the groupies were more than willing to wrap their lips around the guys’ dicks in plain view of everyone in the room. She was relieved when she finally spotted Peri talking to the drummer from Frission and made her way over to them with KeeMac hot on her heels.
“Hey, Peri,” Chandler greeted her with a hug while taking in an eyeful of the smokin’ hot drummer as he smiled back at her.
“Oh, hey! Have you both had a chance to meet the guys from Frission?” unaware of the earlier encounter.
“So, Chandler,” the bearded guy acknowledged her with a look that would melt panties off an Eskimo. “I’m really sorry we all came off like such jackasses earlier.”
Peri turned to the gorgeous man, frowning, “I didn’t realize y’all had all met.”
“Oh yeah, Peri. I got a little up-close and personal with their lead singer before the show tonight.” Chandler gave the drummer a brief smirk and a wink, hinting at her slight joke. KeeMac’s nostrils flared behind her, apparently not all that happy to recount the earlier run-in with the headliners.
Turning to the drummer, Peri eyed him with a questioning glare, placing a hand on her trim hip. “Did y’all introduce yourselves, Chayman?”
“Well, we did, but things were fucking hectic, so she probably doesn’t remember our names too well,” Chayman added.
Their conversation was interrupted by increasing obvious sounds of the activities going on behind them. Chandler could not stop her cheeks from turning a bright shade of red.
“Chandler, please don’t tell me this is your first time to be in the room with all of our fucking groupies. I guess we’re so used to it we don’t even pay them any attention unless something extraordinary comes along.” Chayman and KeeMac chuckled at her embarrassment.
The sex talk and noises the girls were making while pleasuring the rock stars embarrassed her but she vowed to herself to not make a scene since she wanted to be accepted as part of the band and didn’t want to give away just how inexperienced she was about sex. When she risked a glance at Gunner and realized he had two girls working his engorged cock at once, she couldn’t decide whether to stare or look away.
“Chandler’s never spent time around groupie whores like this. It seems the bigger the band, the more skanks are willing to join in to see just how many rock stars they can brag about hooking up with each show.” Peri’s obviously disgusted expression was comical. “Must be some weird contest they have going.”
While Chandler was mortified for the shamelessness of the three of them, watching these girls working to get Gunner off, she realized maybe she could learn some things from them. Considering they were groupies, the thought stuck in her mind that they were probably as experienced as she was sorely lacking. When the blonde finally sucked him deep into her throat, Gunner’s head fell back against the couch and a low moan escaped from him while he continued to tug at her long hair fisted in his hand. Chandler knew oral sex was something all guys talked about with reverence, but she never dreamed it could cause such a reaction.
It was obvious the women’s actions were moving him toward what had to be an orgasm to end all orgasms, and simply watching it caused Chandler’s skin to glow flush with her own excitement. She had never considered voyeurism to be something she would be into, but damn this was making her feel all kinds of desires. She felt like she was watching live porn in a room full of people and it seemed she was the only one paying attention to it. She thought to herself, I sure do have a lot to learn!
The other groupie, with bleached blonde hair and purple highlights, was lightly caressing his balls with a soft touch. She softly kneaded them first and then leaned down and sucked one in her mouth. Seeing how it affected Gunner, she slid her finger down and rubbed on the stretch of skin behind his sac. Chandler couldn’t determine if she made it all the way to his ass but whatever she was doing was driving him crazy. When he blew his load into the first blonde’s throat, Purple Streaks stopped her torture on Gunner. He didn’t look like he could take anymore anyway.
Chandler, so caught up in the sexua
l display, felt her own breathing increase. She was squeezing KeeMac’s hand harder with each moan escaping Gunner’s mouth. KeeMac was talking on his cell when the girls started in on Gunner but when Chandler continued squeezing his hand, he hung up and watched her observing them. He knew the live porn she watched was affecting her.
“Chandler, do you want to go back to the bus now?” he asked when Gunner pushed the girls off him. Her awareness snapping back to what was now going on around her, she stared straight into KeeMac’s eyes with such intense desire there was no mistaking what she was feeling. The blood now climbing up her neck and across her face with embarrassment over being caught watching made her look like she was all but glowing. He wanted to laugh so badly at her embarrassment but held back not wanting to make her feel self-conscious about her own arousal because he found it as sexy as hell when she was all wound up and didn’t seem to know what to do about it.
“Yeah, I think that I’ve seen enough for one night.” If the floor could have swallowed her up right then, she would have been elated. She was so glad that he didn’t point out what she witnessed, or she would have been even more mortified.
The walk back to the bus helped her to cool off some but the lusty images she was recalling were still there. Clueless as to how she would express this to the hot guy walking beside her had her scrambling to think about what those women had said or done to get things started. Surely something they said let Gunner know they were more than willing to please him and each other. She was angry that at twenty-one she was still so naive when it came to sex. Maybe she should have read Fifty Shades of Grey when it came out.
Not wanting to freak her out before they made it to the bedroom, KeeMac didn’t know exactly what to say to her. He could never remember finding himself in this position with a girl before. Getting on the bus and finding it empty, made them both relieved. With the groupies this was simple but with Chandler, he had to remember he gave her the control.
“Yeah, so it looks like we get the bus to ourselves for a little while.” He wiggled his eyebrows at her, trying to lighten the mood and was happy when she smiled. He prayed it was going to be a good night for them both but it was still all up to her.
“I’m really glad we are going to be alone, Keeton.” She convinced herself to simply be direct with what she wanted. She had no experience in how to seduce a man so what better way than to be straightforward about what she wanted. Stopping in the kitchen area, she turned around and faced him.
“You tell me I have all of this power over this thing between us, right?”
“Yes, Chandler, I want you to trust me to treat you the way you want and deserve to be. I’m not going to push you passed where you want to go. If you trust me, you’ll tell me what you want and not worry one fucking bit that I will judge you, or laugh at you, or embarrass you. All I want is for you to be happy at this point, Chan. Please allow me to give you that.”
“OK, that’s what I want then.” Slowly, she slid her hands up his chest to his neck and ran her fingers through his long hair pulling down until his lips touched hers. It was the first of several bold moves she would allow herself to try.
The kiss she started with soft lips pressed to his turned hot and steamy when she allowed him full access after he ran his tongue across the seam of her lips. A small moan formed in the back of her throat when his tongue slid in to connect with hers coaxing it into his mouth. When the sound of her moan seeped out, KeeMac sucked her tongue further into his mouth. This seemed to set Chandler off in a euphoric wave of touching and kissing.
Her hands slid back down his chest palming his pecs through his snap-front shirt where heat seemed to be passing through it into her hands. He loved the feel of her touching him but he was aching to get his hands on her, as well. When she pulled the snaps apart baring the heated skin underneath, she worked her way down to his well-defined abdomen and the six-pack he worked so hard to maintain.
KeeMac was on fire from her touch. Breaking away from her scorching kiss, he traced a line of kisses and nips with his teeth down the side of her neck, starting under her ear. He reached the curve of her neck when her hands landed on the rings in his nipples. He bit down a little harder and then licked her hot skin to soothe the bite when she flicked the rings with her fingers.
“Fuck, Chandler. Your hands are making me crazy.” He had purposely left his hands on the small of her back allowing her to explore his body but he was reaching the point where he could not hold back much longer. Sliding his hands under her ass, he pulled her against his raging cock. He backed her up against the wall of the bus, grinding against her but stopped when he realized what he was doing.
She was disappointed when he broke contact with her. “What’s wrong, Keeton? Why did you stop? Did I do something wrong?” Her voice was strained.
“Oh, baby, you did nothing wrong. I don’t want to lose my control while you are taking what you want.”
“I don’t know what I want, that’s the problem. I know I want you and I think you want me, if this is any indication.” She looked down where their bodies were still touching with heat that could cause them to combust and stared at the hard bulge confined behind his zipper.
“Just do what feels right to you and I promise it will be great.”
“Well, OK. If that’s what you want.” She gave him a sly smile and he groaned wondering what she was about to do.
She began placing hot, wet kisses and licks down his throat and worked her way down his chest. The groans coming from him let her know he was, indeed, enjoying her idea of what felt right. When she worked her way to his nipple, her tongue licked all the way around the nipple before taking it in her warm mouth. She flicked the ring back and forth and then slowly pulled the ring slightly out causing him to suck in a fast breath.
“Fucking hell, you have to stop for a second, babe, otherwise this is going to be over before we start.” He held her still with her head up against his heated chest letting his breathing calm down a little.
He leaned back and looked down at her. She was so flushed from her exploration that she had a beautiful glow on her face. He kissed her deeply, pulling her tight against him again. “God, Chandler, I want you so badly.”
She gave him a shy look from under her lashes and simply shook her head ‘yes’. That was all the sign he needed to continue moving them back toward the bedroom. He
lifted her body, wrapping her legs around his waist kissing her until she couldn’t think for herself.
Reaching the bed, they fell into it with her legs still tightly wrapped as though she was never letting him go. Reaching back he wrapped his warm hands around the inside of her knees and slid his hands up her thighs and under the short skirt she had changed into after the show. When he reached elastic at the sides of her hips, he pulled and quickly ripped each side until it was no longer attached to her.
“Keeton,” she gasped breathlessly. “Those were expensive panties!”
“I’ll buy you a dozen more just so I can rip them off. The sound of that elastic ripping is fucking hot!”
Chandler didn’t let it dissuade her from where this was heading as she pushed his shirt off his body while covering him with open mouth kisses and bites that would probably leave marks. When one hand reached the junction of her thighs, he found the wet juices that allowed him to easily slip his finger in and around her swollen clit, she nearly shot off the bed. His first intimate touch this night awakened feelings she had little experience with. She fucking loved it. Sensations assaulted her nervous system with his every touch to her sensitive bundle of nerves. She could not control her breathing, moaning, or writhing under his skilled caresses.
“It’s gonna be perfect, Chandler. Just hold on babe and I’ll make sure you get what you need to make this special.”
Her eyes popped open at the words he murmured in her ear. She knew what was coming but when realization suddenly hit her, her thoughts tumbled in, and she realized that this was probably not going to be all that gr
eat for either of them. KeeMac could feel her body tighten in hesitation.
“Chandler, look at me. Are you sure this is what you want? You deserve this to be so much more special than on a tour bus and with a hell of a lot better man than me.”
She turned to see the intense sincerity in his face, her beautiful aquamarine eyes burned deep into his own. “No, you’re wrong Keeton. I want it to be with you and I don’t care where we are.”
“I would never do anything to purposely hurt you. You know that, right?” She nodded in agreement. “You surely know that this first time isn’t going to perfect, though.” Again, she nodded. “But please know this, I will make sure you take some pleasure away from this first time, or it WILL. NOT. HAPPEN. PERIOD.” This time when she nodded and smiled at him, he knew he was in way over his head with her as he stared down into those beautiful blue pools of lust.
He moved his thumb over her clit pulling the juices up from her opening just below. She responded to his tender touch just as she had before. His index finger explored the outside of her wet opening and made painstakingly slow circles, each time dipping a little deeper into her, stretching her just a little. When his thumb pressed a little harder on her clit, he slid his finger as far as it would go and began pumping in a rhythm set by the movement of his thumb.
Chandler’s mind was in such ecstasy, chasing the intense white-hot heat that was surging through her body. She snapped out of her pursuit of that splendor when he removed his finger and lifted it to his mouth, tasting her liquid warmth. “Your taste is sweeter than I could have possibly imagined. The things going on in my mind are going to have to wait ‘til another day. This is fucking driving me to my limit.”
Returning his fingers to the tight spot and gathering the sweet nectar he sought, he once again ran his thumb through the crease seeking the swollen prize inside. KeeMac swept two fingers in this time, trying to relax her muscles and widen the tight opening awaiting him. When he pushed down on her clit this time, and circled his thumb around it, he felt her inner muscles clench slightly and he knew she was so close. He kissed down from her neck to her nipple that was a perfect tight pink peak pressing through the red lace and circled it with his tongue. When he drew it in his mouth and lightly bit on it while he circled his fingers inside her, she cried out as her entire body stiffened. He licked the spot where he bit and let her continue to bask in the pleasure while he felt her quiver around his fingers.