by Selena Kitt
* * * *
I was writhing on the bed, Noah pounding into me as if he was on fire. It sure felt that way to me anyway. Heat was pulsing in my veins in time with his thrusts. It was intense and hot and way too good. Did I mention hot?
“Noah!” I shrieked as he hit that spot inside me that made my stomach clench.
“Fuck,” he growled back, slamming into me. It was a good thing he’d licked me earlier because I was pretty sure I’d be hurting right now otherwise. He was rough but I didn’t care. It felt too good. He felt too good.
I felt him tense and instinctively tightened around him. Pleasure swept through me and I screamed.
And then I fell face first onto the bed.
* * * *
I stepped out of the bathroom, my hair hanging down my back in wet curls. I didn’t have time to dry it. I hadn’t had a choice about the shower though. I wasn’t sure seeing Kade with Noah’s cum still inside me would be good first night manners.
Ignoring Noah still lying on the bed, I quickly put on the silk camisole and matching panties. Dragging a summer dress from my open suitcase, I shrugged it on and looked at my reflection in the opposite mirror. I didn’t have time to put make-up on but it would do.
“Have fun,” Noah mumbled sarcastically behind me.
“Oh but I intend to,” I snapped back. And then, I was off.
* * * *
I smiled at Kade’s appreciative look and stepped past him. “Hey.”
“Hey,” he repeated as he closed the door. “I see you also managed to take a shower.”
“Yup,” I replied, praying he hadn’t heard me scream my release. That would be pretty, pretty awkward.
“You look lovely.” His hand cupped my hip and he pulled me closer.
“So do you,” I honestly said, enjoying the way his jeans molded to his strong thighs. His naked chest was just at eye-level and that was also very nice. Mind you, I’d already known he was handsome. Very handsome, I chided myself, my hand automatically coming up to rest on his abs.
“If you do this, I can’t promise I’ll be patient. Not after earlier.”
“Oh really?” I smirked. Stepping back, I grabbed the hem of my dress and lifted it over my head. “What about now?”
* * * *
Kade had been wrong. He could actually be very patient. He was currently taking a long and very slow tour of my nearly naked body.
I was lying on the bed, only wearing panties, the camisole having flown off the minute I’d landed there. He was still wearing his jeans but I was pretty sure there was nothing underneath them. Just that thought sent shivers down my spine.
Kade looked up at my flushed face and said, “I love how responsive you are.”
Ah! If he only knew I hadn’t reacted to the way he was caressing me but rather to my own thoughts…Never mind. Let’s not tell him.
“Take your jeans off.”
One eyebrow lifted. “Is that an order?”
I grinned. “Yup.”
With a lazy smile, he got off the bed. Three pops later and the buttons were free, the denim parting to reveal its grand prize. I exhaled at the sight—still as lovely as ever. Then he pushed them down his legs and I saw his thighs for the first time. Oh my god! I think I’m in love!
The phone rang, interrupting the moment. With a mumbled curse, Kade strode to the desk. As soon as I heard the words ‘sound issues’, I tuned out. Work talk was way too boring, especially if you were Kade and you needed to control every little detail of every little thing that happened on a daily basis. He was our keyboard player but also, and I guess most importantly, our tour manager. He was in charge and he was good at it but I was part of this tour too and did you see me checking my mike every five seconds? No! That’s because I was there to sing, not anything else. I wanted to share my music, my love of performing with everyone else. Kade loved music too, I knew that, but he wanted more from everything.
The man was a god…I mean, just look at him! Six feet tall, a body sculpted by his stops in every hotel’s gym we stayed in. He had a chiseled face and a strong nose. His lips were a bit thin but his intense green eyes made up for it. He was nearly too handsome. But I still wouldn’t want to live with him. I’d probably end up strangling him or something. Can you just imagine sharing the same house? Eek!
“Baby?”
I jerked back to the present. “Yeah?” I was leaning on my elbows, enjoying the view.
He’d pulled up his jeans but considering how hard he was, it was still nice to look at. Of course, I had a thing for his thighs now. I couldn’t wait to get my hands on them!
“I’ve got to go.”
“What?” I sat up swiftly. “Now?”
“Yeah, I’m sorry. There’s something wrong with the mikes and I have to go and hash it out with Tom. Someone’s been giving him false information apparently.” He sighed and sat beside me. “Do you want to wait for me?”
Considering the way I’d left Noah, it was probably better if I did. Right? But why did it suddenly feel wrong to stay in his room on my own? “I’m not sure. When will you be back?”
He rubbed his forehead tiredly. “I don’t know. Not long, I hope.” His hand cupped my breast and he softly kneaded it. “I want you.”
“I can see that.” I had to smile.
“Wait for me? Please?” He bent down and captured my lips.
Before I knew what was happening, I was on my back, Kade on top of me. He groaned and deepened the kiss, his hand never leaving my breast. He even took the time to tweak my nipple, making me arch up.
With a final peck, he was off. “I’ll be back.”
I watched the door close and tried to gain my breath back. Now what?
* * * *
I got bored.
Two hours later and Kade wasn’t back yet. I’d watched some TV, found a magazine on a table, even thought of taking a bath to while away the time in scented bubbles. I sighed and got up. There was no other choice, I was going to have to go back to Noah’s room.
There was only one problem. I was way too horny. I’d thought readying myself for Kade’s return would be a nice surprise. Yeah, think again! That had been ages ago now but I was still wet. And aching. And yearning. And…
Help!
I kept thinking about what had happened earlier, Noah pounding into me, his breath on my neck and his fingers clamped on my hips. Well, that wasn’t helping, was it?
Shaking my head at my own stupidity, I put my dress back on and grabbed the camisole in one hand. I was out of there.
Chapter Three
I opened Noah’s door, expecting the room to be dark and silent.
It was dark but he was sitting against the headboard, a joystick once again in his hands.
“Don’t you ever stop playing?”
“Don’t you ever stop being a fucking pain?” he replied, making me want to slap him.
Except I couldn’t. I had something else in mind for him. Lucky for me, he was only wearing boxer-shorts.
I sighed as I stared at him for a second. He was just so sexy. His hair was mussed as if he’d raked his hands through it, blonde spikes all over his head. His eyes were focused on the TV and yet I knew their almost turquoise color as well as my own. He looked like a beach bum, all bronzed golden skin and cheery smile. Except he was more than that. He was my ex-boyfriend, my lover. The man I’d thought I’d spend the rest of my life with.
We’d met on the circuit years earlier, had become friends almost instantly, our love of music making us kindred spirits. He played the guitar but he preferred drums. He sang but he preferred to stay out of the limelight, leaving that to me.
He’d been everything to me and look how well that’d turned out…
I stalked to the bathroom, took off my clothes, assessed myself in the mirror and shrugged. I had to try at least. Walking back out, I knew the instant he saw me. The beep indicating his character had died rang loudly as I climbed on the bed.
“What are you doing?”
“Going to bed. What does it look like?”
“Here? Like this?”
I sat down beside him. “Like what?”
His eyes narrowed as he stared back at me. “What’s going on?”
“I need you,” I simply replied, grabbing his joystick and depositing it on the bedstand. Of course, in order to do that, I had to reach over him. Funny that. My aching chest brushed his arm and I heard his intake of breath. Yes!
“No,” he hissed through clenched teeth.
I fell against the headboard as he struggled to get off the bed. “Noah?”
“Don’t look at me like that.”
“Like what? And how can you see anyway? It’s dark!”
“Didn’t you have enough with Kade?”
“You know damn well he had to leave.”
“How could I know that? I haven’t left my room!”
I snorted. “Pull another one, Noah.”
He sat in front of me and tugged on one distended nipple. “Like this?”
“That was lame.”
“Was it really?” He stared back at me. Fingers glided down my chest until they brushed against my core.
I jerked at the first feel of his fingers. God, that felt good. “Noah,” I sighed and leaned back, my legs widening.
“You’re so fucking wet. Were you really alone?”
“Yes.”
“What did you do?”
“Uh?” I didn’t understand his question, too caught up in the way his thumb was playing with me.
“Did you touch yourself?”
“Yeah,” I breathed out, my hips slowly picking up his rhythm. I braced my feet on the bedspread and grabbed his hand, pushing it lower.
“Did you make yourself come?”
“Noah, stop talking! I need you. Please.” I hated begging him but I’d been waiting far too long. I needed him inside me. Him, or…well, anyone for that matter.
One long finger slid into me right when a knock sounded on the door. Argh!
“Noah? Open the door. I need to talk to you.”
I froze at Kade’s voice. Of all the bloody times! I moaned as Noah moved away and put his finger in his mouth, licking it clean. “Don’t open the door.”
“I have to. You know how he is.” He got off the bed, apparently unashamed by the way his boxers tented.
I, however, needed to cover myself. And fast! Flinging myself off the bed, I barely managed to close the bathroom door behind me when the room was suddenly awash with light. Quickly retrieving my clothes, I grimaced when I put the panties back on. Fuck, I really need something here!
I stepped out of the bathroom just as Kade asked, “Where is she?”
“Right here.”
He looked at me and I could see he was checking to see what I was wearing. Considering it was exactly the same thing he’d left me in, well nearly enough, I guess that was fine with him. He smiled and held out his hand. “Wanna go back to my room?”
“It’s late,” Noah churlishly replied, hands crossed over his chest.
“Who are you? My dad?” I replied as I walked past him.
“I’m the one who made you come this evening. What about him?”
Kade stilled. “What?”
I shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant. Difficult that, under the circumstances. “We had sex. I was getting changed and Noah couldn’t contain himself when he saw me naked.”
“You didn’t stop me! You were screaming my name, baby.”
“I never said anything to the contrary.”
“I thought you’d broken up.”
“We’re not together anymore, that’s right,” I announced to all and sundry.
“But we still fuck each other on a daily basis.”
“You do?” Kade’s face was a blank canvas.
“We do,” I agreed, knowing it was stupid to deny it. Noah would find another way of telling Kade, I was sure of it. “If that bothers you, I’ll understand. I mean…” I let my voice trail. Frankly, they were a bunch of dickheads as far as I was concerned. They’d agreed about this, had talked about me being okay with it all, so what was the fucking problem? I was opening my mouth to tell them just that when Kade beat me to it.
“No problem. So, are you coming with me or not?”
I gasped but grabbed the hand he offered. Ignoring Noah, we left the room.
Chapter Four
“So,” Kade said as soon as we’d stepped into his room. “Have you done anything since I left?”
“Not really.” I stopped short, just realizing I’d walked into the corridor with only my underwear on. Nice!
“What do you mean by not really?”
“Oh, well…” I sat down on his bed and scooted backwards until I was leaning on my elbows. “I thought it’d be nice if I, you know, got myself ready for you…but you never showed up.”
He was in the process of climbing on the bed but that stopped him short. “You mean?” His gaze centered on my soaked panties.
“Yep. And I was so turned on I had to do something about it.”
“So you went back to Noah.”
I nodded. “Nothing happened though.”
“Nothing at all?” he asked, his thumbs hooking around my underwear before sliding it off my legs.
Feeling proactive, I sat up and quickly shed my camisole. Flinging it to my left, I went back to my erstwhile position, but this time my thighs were wide open. He settled between them and stared at my pussy. “I asked you a question,” he remarked, his hands smoothing their way up my legs.
That felt so good it took me a while to remember the question. “He…might have played with me a little. But it was nothing much. And I didn’t come!”
But I desperately needed to.
“What did he do exactly?” His fingers stopped right before they’d have hit something good.
Damn it! “You sure you want to know this?”
“I’m asking the question, aren’t I?”
Fuck. “Okay, okay. Well, he, ah, played with my breasts.”
His right hand came to rest on my chest. “Like this?”
“No, he—” Argh! “Tugged on them.”
Fingers wrapped around one nipple and pulled. “Better?”
“Yes,” I exhaled as my insides clenched in reaction.
“What else?”
“He put a finger inside me.”
“Just one?” I nodded as his hand dropped down. “What about two instead?” he said right before pushing them into me.
I shrieked and fell on my back, my hips arched.
“Isn’t that better?” he asked, his voice husky as he watched his fingers slide in and out of me.
“Much…better,” my voice croaked.
“I thought so.” He slid down, his fingers never stopping their movements, until his tongue touched me at the same time.
This time, I screamed. He didn’t stop though. He kept on licking until I was writhing on the bed, screaming and begging for him to finish me off. Each time I came close, he stopped and diverted his attention to nipping at my thighs.
“Please, please, please Kade!”
He looked up at my pleading face and smirked. “I guess I made you wait long enough.”
I knew he was getting a kick out of my begging him but I didn’t care. All I wanted was to feel pleasure sweep through me. I didn’t even care that it was just his fingers inside me. I just wanted to come.
And when he started sucking on my clit, I did.
I came so hard I think I blacked out for a second.
* * * *
“Move your butt, baby.”
I blinked and forced my eyes open. “What?”
Kade was lying down beside me, naked apart from the condom already decorating him. Maybe I’d been out for more than a second then. Too bad I’d missed watching him undress. “I want you on top.”
“Now?” Shoot. I was tired!
“Yes. I want to play with your tits while you ride me.”
The image burst
in my mind and I sat up. Well, okay then!
“Right.” I moved up to my knees and straddled his thighs. Cupping his cock in my hand, I slowly pumped him—once, twice, until he growled at me to hurry up. I didn’t think hurrying would do any good. I might be wetter than usual but he was still also bigger than usual. Shoot, was it going to fit? I thought as I eyed him.
Taking a deep breath, I moved until I could feel his hard length poking me. Closing my eyes, I pressed down and slowly took him inside me.
“Fuck yeah. Slowly, baby. Do it slowly, inch by inch.”
Trust me when I say it took me a while. I felt my walls stretch around him, the sweet friction making me moan in pleasure. And that was before he even started moving!
Down and down I went until he was finally in to the hilt. I exhaled loudly, “Wow.”
He chuckled, the reverberations making my insides clench. “You’re so fucking tight.” His hands grasped my hips as he pulled me up.
I went with it, soon falling into the rhythm he’d established. Bracing myself on his shoulders, I leaned closer and felt his teeth rake my nipple. “God.” He was really pulling out all the stops, I thought, as he bit me. I gasped but it felt good. Everything felt good.
I was so out of it he could have done anything with me.
* * * *
It was coming. I could feel it. That tension deep inside me. The one that grew and grew with each of his thrusts. I angled myself forward. Yes! Right there! I opened my mouth, moans pouring out of me. Louder and louder until I screamed and clenched around him.
He stopped moving, letting me enjoy my climax. His lips brushed my chest and clamped around my left breast. He sucked and pulled and I was falling.
Ten seconds later or maybe it was a minute, I couldn’t say for sure, Kade let out a loud growl as he made me fall to the side. I shrieked but he’d already pushed me onto my back and was pounding away.
It hurt slightly but I couldn’t care less. His pubic bone was hitting a very sweet spot and I wrapped my thighs around his waist in an effort not to lose contact.
This time I came in one scream. And so did he.
* * * *
I woke up the next day with a groan. My thighs ached, actually my whole body ached. Especially down there. Ouch. Kade might be a bit big for such vigorous lovemaking. I giggled at my own thoughts but groaned once again when I forced myself to leave his nice, comfy bed.