“Giovanni who?” She knew she heard that name recently, but was unsure where.
He realized he had not introduced them. “Triple Threat’s drummer. Crystal’s boyfriend.”
“Oh.” She grinned. “He’s hot.” She bit her bottom lip. “Does his brother look just as good?”
“Dominic?” Rosario heard only muffled sounds. “My break ain’t too long.”
“Sorry.” Dominic scowled at Noelle. “My girlfriend’s being a fangirl.”
Rosario smirked. “Really?” He had never met Dominic’s girlfriend. “Is she a knockout?”
“Yeah. I think so.” Dominic looked her over. “Most of her fans think so, too.”
Noelle started eating, not able to wait.
“So, can you come?” Dominic took a sip of his coffee. “If you need more, I think we can come up with pit tickets. Unless you need seats.”
Stoked, Rosario gripped his phone harder. “I’ll let you know. The base is full of fans, but a lot of them already have tickets. I can’t wait to see the chick from Winter Winds. Damn, she’s a sweet little piece of ass.”
Dominic almost choked. Then he realized who he was talking to. The king of all man-whores; possibly worse than even Tommy. He looked up at Noelle. “Sweetheart, Rosario can’t wait to see you. Sounds like he’s got a crush.” With a smile, he teased Rosario, “Planning on trying to seduce my girlfriend? Good luck.”
“What the fuck?” Rosario’s hand covered his mouth for a few seconds. “You’re dating Noelle Young?”
Taking her hand in his, Dominic answered, “Yeah, and she’s incredible.”
“Lucky fuckin’ bastard. Is she as hot naked as it looks like she is?”
Dominic took that as a compliment. “Better.”
“Damn you!” Rosario reached into his pants and shifted his stiff cock to a better position. “Now I need a pussy to fix the bulge in my pants.” He paused, and then asked, “Do you share?”
Eyes wide open, Dominic half-shouted, “No!”
“Relax. Just askin’.” Rosario glanced around to be sure no one was listening in. “I’ll keep my hands to myself.” He checked his watch. “Gotta go, but I’ll be there ready to headbang all night.”
Letting his anger go, Dominic told him, “OK, see you in a few days.” He hit “end” and put his phone on the table. “He’s a bit enthusiastic about you.”
“I heard.” She laughed. “He’ll be good, or I’ll knee him in the balls.” She had done it before. “I can handle myself, usually.”
He was glad about that, but was happier that Mitchell would protect her. “Good.”
After Dominic showered and they were dressed, they headed out. He had chosen that hotel because there were several sights within walking distance, and it wasn’t far from the Baltimore Arena. They checked out the USS Constellation and the National Aquarium before ending up at the mall. If they had more time, they could have explored a bit more, but Noelle had to get back.
“What did you want to get?” She had her arm linked in his as they passed several stores.
He looked at her without turning. “You’ll see.”
When he steered her into a jewelry story she pulled on his arm. “No. Don’t buy me something here.” She could not accept something extravagant yet. “I don’t need jewelry.”
“Will you please trust me?”
She felt bad and let him pull her further into the store. He stopped in front of a case full of precious stone earrings. She wasn’t sure what his plan was, but the selection was vast, and they were all beautiful.
“Can you show me those?” Dominic pointed at a set of ruby studs. When the clerk produced them he turned to Noelle. Then he held the box to his bare ear. “How would this look?”
She smiled. He was going to pierce his other ear. That was a great idea. “I like it.”
“Cool. Do you have another pair, exactly the same?”
That confused her. Two sets? Why? His next question shocked her.
“Can you do them now?” He glanced at Noelle and saw she was surprised. “Hers, too?” He looked at the two holes already in her lobes. There was plenty of room for another set.
Noelle grabbed Dominic’s arm. “Mine what?”
“I want us to get matching earrings,” he explained. “You don’t want to?”
She didn’t know what to say. It was a gift, but not remotely what she expected. “Why can’t I just switch out my second set?”
“Because I want them all to be new. The earrings, the holes.” He shrugged. “Sounded good in my head. Is that too weird?”
Grinning, she touched his ears. “I’d love to share something like that with you.” It was permanent, but replaceable. So just enough commitment.
“Should I get two in this ear to make it even?” Dominic fingered his unadorned ear.
She smiled. “That’s up to you.”
“Tommy has three in each ear. Guess two wouldn’t be a big deal.” He sighed. It was not the first time he thought about evening them out. “What do I put in the third hole?”
She pulled her lips in. “I don’t know.” She looked at the simple gold stud he had in his left ear. “How about the same as what you have now?”
They looked at a few gold studs. Dominic chose a slightly larger size than he already had, a matching pair. He went first, so he didn’t chicken out. With closed eyes, he flinched all three times. Then he relaxed and glanced over at Noelle, who had tears in her eyes.
“You still wanna do this?”
She nodded, knowing they would share something no matter where they were. Holding Dominic’s hands, she didn’t move as hers ears were done. She pulled him between her legs and gently touched his ears.
“This is the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me.” She admired the red jewels. “My favorite color.”
He brushed the edge of her earlobes. “They look beautiful on you.”
Back in New Jersey, Tommy had his laptop out. He had searched for Dean and Brandon’s names together. There were so many hits, he had to check each one. After about two hours, he had not found one about their altercation.
Next, he searched for “Dean” and “fight.” His mouth dropped. There were pictures of Dean’s battered face on almost every social site. Knowing Dean was so full of himself, he even liked bad attention, he checked all of Dean’s profiles.
Dean had posted a photo of himself on Instagram with the caption, “You should see the other guy.” Then on Twitter, there were tons of messages about their cover story. That a crewmember damaged Dean’s favorite guitar. He bragged that he kicked the temporary roadie’s ass and got him blacklisted. At least he stuck to the official story and didn’t make up names. With Dean, things could always be worse.
He looked up his route. Checking the time, he calculated in his head how much time he needed. The Arena was about two and a half hours away. Then about two hours to Dominic’s place, and an hour home. Dominic was so lucky he liked him.
“I shoulda made him take a cab,” he grumbled. “Guess I need to jump in the shower.”
Tommy headed to his room, glad he had gotten laid that day. Otherwise, he would end up hooking up with someone backstage that night. Dominic would drive him crazy about that all the way home.
Chapter Thirty Five
The Virginia Beach Amphitheater was sold out, but not yet filled to capacity. Since Raining Black was opening, there were more in the audience than normal for the opening band. Dominic stood with Noelle in his arms in front of him. They were technically in the pit, just off to the right side, next to security personnel and venue employees. Thankfully, not many people paid attention to them.
They watched Dean play instead of dealing with the insanity in the dressing rooms. That night, there were too many people milling about. Dominic chose that spot because they could escape easily. Behind them was the first row of seats, most of which were empty.
Dean was still sporting bruises and healing cuts on his face. His voice was fine, but because
of the cracked ribs, he couldn’t take a full breath without pain. To compensate, his volume was a bit lower, and he didn’t hold notes very long. It didn’t faze him too much, since he had taken two Oxys. His only worry was that he would pass out onstage. If Dominic weren’t such a hard-ass, Dean would ask him what to do about it.
As soon as they finished the first song, Dean shouted, “How the hell are ya, Virginia?” Screams were the answer. “Good to hear.” He paused and looked at his bandmates. “We’re Raining Black.” More screams and shouts of his real name and stage name. Then a pair of tits were flashed in the pit. “Very nice. Somebody give those a good feel for me.” He laughed into the mike when two men did as he asked. “Well… Just in case you’re wondering… Yeah, I got in a fight and still look like shit, but the other guy’s a fucking wreck.” The crowd laughed with Dean.
Noelle was glad Dean embraced the story Tommy and Jon came up. She carefully leaned back on Dominic, not wanting to mess up her hair. Winter Winds went on next. The next song started, and she focused on the stage.
Just after the second song, they heard, “Dominic. Dominic…” The voice was coming from their left.
Dominic turned and saw Rosario in full dress uniform. Dominic waved, and then saw security pulling him away from the steps to the pit. Not wanting Rosario thrown out, Dominic let Noelle go and rushed over.
“Hey, it’s OK!” Dominic shouted. “He’s a friend.”
The man who worked for the venue glared at Dominic. “He should have a pass, then.”
Dominic rolled his eyes. “Really? Just to call my name, he needs a pass?”
“Don’t go past the rail, or you’re outta here,” The guard warned.
Rosario pulled his sleeve up. “I got an armband.”
“You were supposed to go in that way.” The man pointed to the left of the stage.
Shrugging, Rosario walked past him to Dominic. “The boys are over there.” He pointed to the group in front of the stage. “I was looking for a familiar face.” Then he noticed Noelle. “This your girlfriend?”
Noelle stood close to Dominic, whose arm slid over her shoulders. She said, “Yes. Noelle.” She held out her hand. “You must be Rosario. I see the resemblance.”
“Hi, Noelle.” Rosario kissed her hand and raked her body with his eyes. “Very glad to meet you. Wow, Dom. You picked a good one. Mmm-mm.”
Dominic growled, “Enough, playboy.” He shook his head. “Giovanni’s the safe one.”
“Yeah, safe.” Rosario laughed, recalling Tommy walking out of his brother’s room naked. “As far as you know, that is.” He wished his brother had come to the show, too. They hadn’t seen each other in two months. The drummer began a quick progression, and Rosario nodded. “We’ll talk later. It’s about to get loud.”
Just then, the lead guitarist began to wail. Dean had put on his guitar for that song. Dominic and Noelle both waved to Rosario who made his way through the throng of people by the stage.
On the other hand, Tommy was in Gasoline’s dressing room, drinking a beer with Anthony Demarco of Mark of the Devil. They sat on a couch, surrounded by women. Anthony had one on his lap, and Tommy had two. The music was loud, but not overbearing. Five Finger Death Punch’s “Dying Breed” played on a boombox.
“Vegas should be better than ever this time around.” Tommy nodded at Anthony.
Anthony’s lip turned up. “Yeah. Any time we get together with you guys, it’s awesome. Brass Monkey’s gonna be there, too?”
“Exactly.” Tommy grinned. “Wicked End, and maybe Silverblade, too. Man, imagine the after-party.” They both laughed, imagining an insane, unstoppable melee. “Between just Jake, Tyler and Craig, it’d be crazy. Add in Shane and us… Damn, it’s gonna be insane.”
The girl on Anthony’s lap straddled him. “So, am I just window dressing, or are we gonna party?”
With a look of lust, Anthony whispered, “Where’d you want my dick?” He pulled her crotch over his hardening shaft. “It needs some attention, and I’m looking to put it in a few holes.”
She blushed. “You’re the boss.”
He grinned. “That’s a girl. On your knees in front of me, honey.” He unbuckled his belt.
Tommy had put his beer down and grabbed both girls’ asses. “How about you two undress each other, and give us a little show.” He grinned when they stood up and did just that, kissing and touching as they stripped each other. Some in the room moved around the couch to watch.
Crazy Mike sat on the couch arm. “How do you get them to do shit like this?”
Still staring at the women who had started dancing with each other, he replied, “I just ask, and they do it. Stick close by. I have an idea.” He crooked a finger at the girls, then pointed to his tightening jeans.
Within seconds, his cock was out, with a condom rolled over it. Then it was down one girl’s throat. He groaned as she sucked it all in. He looked at the other girl and smiled. “Eat her out for me.” Without hesitation, she got on all fours. “Spread your legs, babe.” He patted the sucking girl on the back. “Wide, babe.” She moaned, and he sucked his breath in through his teeth.
Crazy Mike watched the scene, his cock straining. “So, can I fuck the other one?”
“If she says yes.”
Tommy groaned loudly. His eyes closed as she toyed with the head of his dick over and over again. Then he glanced over at Anthony. His girl had pulled her mouth off his erection and was straddling him, her back to his.
Voyeurism was not his favorite kink, but it added to his pleasure at times. He watched Anthony tug her onto his cock until he was buried deep inside her pussy. Then after only a few strokes, he lifted her and shifted her forward a bit. The girl whimpered while he lowered her again. That time his dick penetrated her ass. He took his time, and it was arousing as hell.
Tommy glanced at the girl in front of him, catching a glimpse of Crazy Mike sinking into the second girl. “‘Your friend’s a bit busy. Come up here.” He held her hand as she climbed on top of him.
“Damn, girl,” Crazy Mike cried out. He was fucking his girl as hard as she could handle. He never turned down willing pussy, ever.
Tommy grabbed a hold of his girl’s waist and lifted her up. She was so thin, she weighed almost nothing. “Hold my dick, babe.” She directed it into her body as he brought her down.
When fully seated, she moved her hands to his shoulders. “Um, so, just ride you?”
“Yeah.” He had hoped she would be tighter, but most groupies weren’t. “Squeeze me tight when you cum.”
She nodded and started out slowly. Tommy cupped her ass and helped her go faster. He had never liked slow with most chicks. She shocked him by kissing his lips. He didn’t stop her. Instead, he searched her tongue out and closed his eyes. Kissing helped him really get into it when he wasn’t. Most women he refused to kiss, but she was cute and did as she was told.
Although she rode him well, she didn’t make any noise or do much other than play with his hair. He knew something wasn’t right. “Did you already cum?”
Shaking her head, she blushed. “It’s hard for me to cum like this.”
He smirked. “I got just the thing.” He stilled her hips. “Stay on your knees.” He shifted his hips and planted his feet. Then he drove up into her hard. “Was that too much?”
“No.” She clenched her teeth. “I like it.”
Tommy gripped her waist and thrust up, again and again, gradually faster and harder. Her lips pressed to his again and she clung to him, moaning in his mouth. That was more like it. He pumped into her at that pace until he heard a gasp. Then he spread his legs a bit more and went even faster. His eyes soon rolled back. He couldn’t wait for her. Just as the first spurt escaped, she cried out his name, head going back.
“Finally.” He held her hips still until his flow had ended. “Thanks. Just what I needed.”
He urged her off, waving his hands up. She hoped off and headed to the bathroom, collecting her clothes along the wa
y. A bit drained, he didn’t move for a few minutes. Then a hoarse cry next to him made him turn. Anthony was rubbing his girl’s clit as he obviously came.
Tommy turned to the door as it banged against the door. Dean slowly entered, looking exhausted. Concerned, Tommy jumped up and tucked his cock away. He followed Dean’s path until he was sitting on a free couch.
“Hey, you OK?” Tommy sat next to him.
Dean’s eyelids were heavy. He acknowledged Tommy with a nod. Then he sank into the soft cushions. “Tired. Ribs hurt.” He gently placed a hand on his side. “I just need a nap.”
“Go ahead and crash.” Tommy patted his knee. “I’ll wake you up later.”
A few hundred feet away, Dominic stood on the stage, but off to the side, near empty equipment cases. Raining Black’s equipment was gone, and Winter Winds had started their first song. He couldn’t wait to hear his woman’s voice. As soon as she appeared, he grinned. She strutted to the middle of the stage and belted out the first song, sounding like an angel to him.
When “Just a Dream” began, he clenched his teeth, trying be understanding. To his surprise, Mitchell sang his parts without coming too close to Noelle and didn’t look at her once. Next, they did “Brokenhearted.” He listened to the words, and he felt the pain in them.
Noelle took a few deep breaths. The second verse always got to her. She glanced at Dominic, and he gave her strength. “There’s no more second chances. Your lies destroyed everything. How could you throw our life away? As if our lives meant nothing.”
For the first time, she smiled during that song. Dominic gave her a grin, and she closed her eyes, knowing her heart was safe. The music played around her, and she got ready for the chorus. “I’m so brokenhearted. Feel like I was ripped in two. I’m so brokenhearted. Don’t think I’ll ever forgive you.”
Dominic waited for Noelle to say good night just behind the stage. She jumped into his arms from the bottom step. He stumbled back a bit, then caught himself. “You were amazing!”
“I love you.” She plastered her lips to his.
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