“Lilly.” She was a little annoyed he forgot her name already.
He glanced down. “Hold onto Lilly’s legs.” He waited for her to comply, then leaned forward. “Beautiful.” With a few tentative strokes of his tongue, he had Lilly squirming. “Don’t worry. You’ll get some of me, too.” He moved his right hand and caressed Tara’s inner thigh with the back of his fingers.
Tommy had to alternate fingering Tara, eating Lilly out and fucking Rina. It was almost exhausting. He had gotten each girl to cum at least once by the time he stopped to take a few breaths.
Phil stood next to the couch and asked Tommy, “Need a little help?”
“Do you mind, girls?” Tommy was actually glad for the offer. For some reason, he hadn’t had as much energy as he did on their last tour.
Lilly eyed Phil. “You’re cute.” She reached over and unbuckled his belt, and then opened his pants. “Oooh, you got something else I like.”
Phil watched as she freed his already hard cock. “It’s lonely. It needs a mouth to soothe it.”
Tommy rolled his eyes. Phil had the worst lines. Then he was shocked when Lilly wrapped her lips around Phil’s dick. Guess some girls respond to anything. He looked down at Rina. “Still want me, or is Phil more your type?”
“There’s such a thing as too big.” She stared at the 10-inch monster being swallowed above her. “I’d much rather have yours.” She gasped when Tommy rammed into her hard.
He grinned down at her. “Good. ’Cause I wasn’t planning on pulling out yet.” He withdrew to the tip and thrust in hard. “Can I make you cum again?”
She tilted her head. “I doubt it, but it feels real good.”
“How about I try?” Tommy winked at her.
Tara got to her knees. “Hey, what about me?”
Phil pulled Lilly away by the hand. “We’re gonna go get better acquainted.”
“Um… uh… Tara, right? Come up here, and I’ll eat you out. Then you two can switch.” Tommy pumped into Rina a few times, and suddenly she moaned again. His eyes drifted down. “Looks like I’m getting multiples today.”
He continued to fuck Rina as Tara climbed onto the couch arm. When she settled down, he paused. Without a word, he buried himself deep inside Rina and lapped at Tara’s smooth-shaven pussy. He let his hips rule his mouth’s rhythm, dipping into Tara’s pussy when he ground into Rina. Soon he had both girls gasping and groaning, begging for release.
Then he sucked on Tara’s clit while he pounded Rina hard. He moaned and felt Tara shudder. Fluid ran over his chin while she cried out. Just after, Rina called out his name and gripped his dick.
He closed his eyes and concentrated. His mind drifted to Crystal, then he felt a wave of pleasure. Imagining she was Crystal, he drove into Rina harder and harder until his breathing hitched. His eyes rolled back when his belly tightened.
“Yeah, here it comes.” He moaned loudly, and his hands balled into fists. “Oh, fuck!” His hips froze, and his body tensed while his balls exploded. “God…” He groaned softly as several spurts of semen filled the condom.
Tommy looked down and was shocked when he saw the groupie. He quickly pulled out of her and yanked off the condom, ignoring Tara’s complaints. After tossing the condom and tucking his cock away, he went in search of Chris. He needed to get out of that room and forget about Crystal. It wasn’t the first time he had done that, and it was getting irritating.
He found Chris almost passed out on a couch near the front of the room. Tommy shook him. “Hey, you should meet the other bands.” He waited for Chris to look at him. “Looks like you’re having a good time.”
“Yep.” Chris was drunk and trying to sleep it off. “I think I drank a bit too much. My dick is happy though. Came twice.” He laughed.
Tommy pursed his lips for a few seconds. He had known Chris had a bit of a drinking problem and should have anticipated him going overboard. “Get up. You need to walk off some of that alcohol.” Then he mumbled, “Or throw it up.”
“Sorry.” Chris got to his feet and put a hand on Tommy’s shoulder. “I mixed rum with tequila. That always gets me.” He let Tommy lead him to the door, an arm supporting him. “I’ll puke in a few. Then I’ll be fine.”
Was I that bad at his age? Most of that time was a blur for Tommy. Probably. He walked straight to the area’s main bathroom, just in case. Dean passed them, walking a bit erratically.
“You OK?” Tommy asked, but he got no answer.
Chapter Four
Dean stumbled into the dressing room just as Dominic was walking to the door. “Hey, you all right?” Dean ignored him and wove through the crowd. Dominic followed him and quickly found him passed out on a couch. “Dean? Dean? Did you take something?” He checked his vital signs. They were in the normal range, but his pulse was quicker than usual. “Where the fuck were you?”
He let Dean sleep and went looking for Crystal and Chad, who had disappeared. After telling Giovanni he was with her, he couldn’t tell him he lost her. He heard from Crazy Mike that Tommy headed over to Wicked End’s dressing room. It sounded like a good place to look since Crystal had mentioned Brandon that afternoon.
Along the way, a few musicians and fans stopped him. He usually didn’t mind, but that day, it annoyed him. He gave some advice, signed autographs, posed for pictures and just greeted some. After a while, he had enough.
“OK, I gotta go,” he told Ace of Spades’ singer and rhythm guitarist, Greg.
Greg was disappointed. It was the first time they had met, and he had so many questions. “Sorry. Didn’t know you had something to do.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. “Do you think we could talk when you have more time? I’d really like to get your opinion on my playing style.”
“Come to Demonfire if you’re ever in New York,” Dominic suggested. “I’m there a lot. Jon uses me for a studio guitarist sometimes.”
Greg grinned. “Cool. I’ll find a way.”
Hurrying towards the end of the hallway, Dominic hoped Giovanni wasn’t pissed Chad and Crystal were alone. He heard Randomness playing. That meant Giovanni would be back soon, if he wasn’t already. Then he stopped in his tracks when he saw Crystal with two other women. It must be my imagination. No way is she here!
Noelle Young stared right back at Dominic. She had not expected that type of reaction. The last time they saw each other was six months before. The way he made her feel when they had sex was something she had never experienced before. She didn’t want it to be just that, but there was no way to make it work. She had chalked it up to a two-week stand, if there was such a thing. Until he texted her, and they became friends.
She had not fallen for a man since Steven, the co-singer from her last band, Samson & Delilah. Chico from Wicked End had been the drummer, and he was still a close friend of hers. Stephen though, became her fiancé. They had a wedding date set, and everything was paid for. However, it wasn’t meant to be.
Dominic slowly looked the 30-year-old singer of Winter Winds over. His dick liked her outfit as much as his eyes did. He watched her beautiful blonde hair move as Crystal and the other woman walked away. Her matching red leather high-heeled boots and bustier, along with a short black skirt, made her sexier than ever. With the boots, she was an inch or two shorter than he was. Without, she was about 5’6”.
The ache in his heart shocked him. She had been on his mind for weeks, but was sure he wouldn’t see her until Labor Day. Her standing before him was like a dream.
“Hey, Dom. How you been?” Noelle’s voice portrayed how nervous she was. She just hoped he didn’t notice.
Dominic smiled. “Thought you weren’t coming.”
“Plans changed.”
He stepped forward and hugged her. Her body felt so good. “Missed you.” Then his eyes opened wide. He had realized what he said. “Well… We… haven’t talked in a while.” Sweat broke out over his brow. How does she make me so nervous? He stepped back and looked into her eyes. “Um, do you have
a few minutes for me?”
“For you, I have plenty of time.” Her mouth got away from her as well. When he reached out his hand, she accepted it with a shy smile.
They walked back towards Gasoline’s dressing room, but Dominic didn’t plan to take her there. He wanted to be alone and talk. The lone empty room in that area came into view. He pulled her in and switched on the light.
“We should catch up.” Dominic pulled her to the first couch, but it had a huge wet stain. He moved on to a clean one and sat. “No strings, no expectations, just talking.”
She took a deep breath and sat next to him. “So, how’s the album coming?” She tugged her skirt a bit lower, trying not to expose even more.
“Slow, but we have a few songs recorded. It should be ready for January.” Dominic glanced at her pale thighs. He wanted them around his hips. “How about you guys? Are you working on another album?”
She smiled. “No. We can’t tour and write. When we get back home, we’ll start on it.” She looked at her trembling hands. Why am I so drawn to him? To change the subject, she asked, “Have you put any thought into using piano in a song or two?”
“Not on this album. Maybe I’ll write something for the next one.” He picked up her hand, his desire for her overflowing. “Noelle?”
She waited for him to continue for more than a minute. “Something wrong?” She ran two fingers over his unadorned forearm. She knew he had many tattoos, but none was visible in the short-sleeved shirt and jeans he wore.
Dominic couldn’t resist anymore. He leaned towards her and pressed his lips against hers. His eyes closed when her lips parted slightly. His hand instinctively moved behind her head, and he deepened the kiss. Their tongues danced and followed one another.
Noelle gripped Dominic’s shoulders when he started to lay her down. She wanted more, but she was still nervous. When he lay on top of her, her kisses became more aggressive. His long erection pressed into her crotch. She moaned as he rubbed it over her thin panties. Heat flooded her core and she could feel the moisture building.
“God,” he muttered. He gasped before covering her mouth again. He ran a hand down her side, then under her panties. “I need you.”
Becoming desperate, he explored her pussy and found her already wet as could be. He slipped a finger into her and gently caressed her sweet spot, remembering exactly where it was. Her hips lifted, which made him groan with anticipation. He pushed another finger in and thrust them slowly, making her whimper.
She looked up when his hand moved away. “Something wrong?”
“No, honey.” He tugged the button of his pants open. When he finally had his erection out, he sighed and pulled her panties aside. “Been so long.” He jerked his hips and felt her warmth surround the head of his cock. “Oh fuck, Noelle.”
Noelle cringed at the slight pain. “Wait.” She hadn’t had sex since their last time. Unlike some of the others in her band, she was not promiscuous. She only had sex with men she dated for a while. Dominic was the one exception. Then she realized he did not take the time to use protection. “You need a condom. Please. I’m not on birth control.”
Quickly pulling out, he felt guilty. “I’m sorry. I was kinda excited.”
He got to his knees and fumbled to get the package out of his pocket. Once he had the condom in place, he yanked her panties off and lifted her legs a bit. Glancing down, he bit his lip. The trimmed blonde hair surrounding her folds always turned him on. She’d refused to go bare since leaving her ex. Stephen insisted on it, or he wouldn’t touch her. Dominic liked her better natural.
When he came down to her again, he whispered, “Did I hurt you? You kinda tightened up before.”
“Yeah. Go slow, please.” She wrapped her legs around his back.
Dominic smiled and kissed her lips. He eased into her, his mouth distracting her from the stretching. Every time her nails dug into his shoulders, he paused. He wished she could feel as much pleasure as he did. Every inch sent electricity through his body. By the time he bottomed out, he had to clench his pelvic muscles to hold back. She felt so good, and he was dying to cum.
Hearing him softly groan, Noelle looked up. She could see him struggling. “Has it been a while for you, too?”
He nodded and gritted his teeth. “Way too long since I been with someone I care about.”
Startled when he began thrusting again, she grabbed him tightly. When his lips crashed down on hers again, she slid an arm around his neck. His rhythm was gentle at first, obviously for her benefit. She lifted her hips a bit and the sensation changed dramatically.
He noticed and exploited it, speeding up his pace. He felt the throbbing inside her grow stronger and made sure to rub it with each stroke. Automatically, he held her close and pumped his hips faster. His breathing quickly grew ragged.
“Dominic… Dominic…” Noelle kissed him again, moaning into his mouth. Her body was tensing as ecstasy came to a head. “Oh God!”
Just as she gripped him within, Dominic cried out her name and unloaded into the condom. His entire body shook in the aftermath. Hers did the same. He clung to her, overwhelmed. With her, he always came long and hard.
“I need… to see… you… again.” His face buried in her hair. “Please.”
She hadn’t let him go either. “We… talked…” After taking a few shaky breaths, she continued. “…about… this.” Her lips brushed his only earring.
“I know.” He pressed his hips to hers again. “There’s gotta be a way. You know I care about you.”
She nodded, a few tears falling. “But…” The words were difficult. She wanted to be with him. “When will we see each other?”
“As often as we can?” He wanted to figure it out, but he had too many obligations to move. There was also the fact that he refused to give up his apartment. “I’ll find more time.”
She kissed his temple. “What about Gina?”
He froze. Gina hadn’t come to mind for hours. How should I answer her? Even a sliver of the truth would ruin the moment.
“You’re still seeing her, aren’t you?” She had a feeling, but she had been afraid to ask.
“Not for long.” He lifted his head and stared into her eyes. “She doesn’t make me feel like you do.” His lips brushed hers. He knew about her need of strict monogamy, but hoped she understood.
She pursed her lips and closed her eyes. “I thought you were breaking up with her months ago.”
“You told me we had no chance.” That made him felt guilty.
Noelle tried to hide her envy. If only it were simple. “I did. I’m sorry.” No man had ever gotten so close to her, even her ex. Being with Dominic was something she yearned for, but knew wouldn’t work.
Dominic’s head came up when he felt his emotions starting to boil over. No way could he let her see just how much she meant to him. He realized Triple Threat was playing. “I need to go. How about you come watch the show?” He reluctantly pulled out with a quiet groan. No one else could play his part in “Leatherneck” that night, so he volunteered.
“Sure.” She waited until he stood to move. “Maybe at the party tonight we can talk some more.”
At that same moment, Tommy stood in the right wing of the stage watching Triple Threat. He saw Brandon and Mackenzie on the other side in each other’s arms. He hated seeing couples lately. Although he didn’t want something truly permanent, he longed for what he had with Crystal months before: frequent sex with a bit of cuddling. Maybe even a girlfriend like Dom’s. That way he could play around and still have someone to come home to.
He turned to look at Crystal. She was lost in the music. Her head swayed, and her foot tapped. He had the urge to come up behind her and start fucking her, right there in front of everyone. If not for Giovanni, he would’ve had her a few times in the past few weeks. She was willing, but her heart stopped her. Wonder if she could ever love me? What the fuck is wrong with me? Am I losing my fuckin’ mind? Shaking his head, Tommy clenched his fists. He hat
ed how she got to him sometimes.
“You OK, Tom?” Dominic could see he was angry or upset.
Tommy exhaled loudly, not wanting to be analyzed. “Yeah, just thinking too much.” Crystal met his eyes, and he grinned. She definitely still wanted him. That meant another threesome should soon be in the works. “I’ll go back to my shallow self soon enough.” Then he turned around. “Hey, Noelle. Sorry. Didn’t know you were there.”
“Hi, Tom.” Noelle tried not to blush. She worried Tommy would figure out they had just had sex. “We go on next.”
“Really?” Tommy glanced back at Crystal for a few seconds. “Their set’s almost over.”
Noelle touched Dominic’s arm. “I gotta go, then.” She made sure Tommy wasn’t looking and kissed Dominic’s lips, softly. “Find me later.” She walked away, hips swaying and a slight spring in her step.
“Mmm, I see why you like her.” Tommy stared at her ass. “I’d like to hit that, too.”
Dominic punched his arm. “I didn’t say I fucked her.”
“Didn’t have to.” Tommy rubbed his upper arm. “The puppy love is so obvious. Where’d you nail her? On the bus?” He imagined Noelle naked. She was probably hot as hell. “I thought you hated fucking your girlfriends anywhere but a bed.” He was trying to goad Dominic into giving details away.
“Not gonna work.” Dominic folded his arms over his chest. He was not the type to “kiss and tell.” Private moments were very personal to him, with someone special. “And she’s not my girlfriend.”
Tommy shrugged and mumbled, “She will be. I can see it coming.” He turned back to Crystal, who was doing a complicated bass solo. She had her eyes closed while her fingers swept over the strings effortlessly. “Damn, she can play.”
Dominic nodded, agreeing. “They doing ‘Leatherneck’ after this?”
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