by Dani René
“There’s nothing wrong. Get off my back woman.”
“Bullshit! You’ve been weird since the interview this morning. Even when you were doing the stream earlier you looked like you weren’t even here. You think they don’t notice when you’re not yourself?” Her question has me putting my guard up. I wish she would give this a rest. There is nothing wrong.
“Kierra, I am myself. I sang, teased them. Asked them to buy merch. What else do you want from me?” As soon as the words are out of my mouth, I know she will blow. Her face is stone.
“We need this intern, if you didn’t like her then why did you agree? She’s starting tomorrow and now you’re all screwed up in the head again. I hope you will sort your shit out before she arrives. With the tour coming up, we can’t afford—”
“Fuck, Kierra! Just give it a rest. I know what I am doing. Don’t tell me how to run my life!” Stalking out of the office, I slam the door behind me. Shit. That was uncalled for, but I don’t care right now. As I reach the patio, I step outside and take a deep breath. The click of her heels on the tiles alert me that she’s followed me.
“Callum Hayes, if you ever speak to me like that, I will walk out. Do you hear me?” I nod. Nothing I can say will make it better. Yes, I was wrong. Maybe an apology will suffice.
“Sorry.” When I don’t turn to her, she rounds on me and her penetrating stare forces me to look at her. “What? I can’t say anything else. There’s nothing more you need to know.”
“Right. So Tayla?” I gape at my assistant. How the fuck did she do that?
“I don’t understand what you’re talking about.”
“Bullshit Cal! The last time you were so…” She waves her hand in the air, trying to find the words. I stay silent, waiting for her to finish her tirade. “… fucked in the head, was when you were with Arina.”
My glare is deadly. “Do not, ever, mention her name again. She has no fucking right to be even thought about. There is nothing you need to know. So just give it up Kierra. I would appreciate it if you not mention my ex again. Just go home. You’re here late again.” She sighs loudly and I realize she’s giving up. Finally.
“Fine, but Callum, when you finally talk to this girl again. Be nice.” She spins on her heel and walks back into the house with me staring after her. There isn’t a way for me to convince her there isn’t a girl. Because there is a girl. One with chestnut eyes and shiny blonde hair. With beautiful curves and a set of tits I want to bury my cock between. Great, now I have a fucking hard on! Like I said, Tayla will be the death of me.
* * *
I have been sitting here for hours. Kierra left two hours ago, and I am still nowhere near finding the lyrics that evade me. How am I meant to get songs done for an album when my mind can’t relax? This tour will take a lot out of me. There is pressure on us with the amount of work that goes into a worldwide tour. It’s astonishing. Tomorrow is Tayla’s first day, I gave Kierra a list of things I want Tay to learn. She needs to be up to scratch for the upcoming tour.
Since Ki will handle her first day, I can stay away. Which is what I need to do. If I went down there I would give her too much to handle. There is something I want her to handle. The images that run through my mind, thoughts of her soft hand on my cock has me straining against my zipper. Me being famous didn’t faze her. She’s just jaded by the LA lifestyle, maybe I can wine and dine her. If that will get me into her little panties, then I am all for it. I always give one hundred percent.
I can be as romantic as she wants. Glancing at the sheet in front of me—the empty fucking sheet—I wince. This will be a painful process. The label will lose their shit when they know that we only have one song, and it’s not even finished. In fact, it’s far from finished. I unlock my phone and scroll through my contacts. I need a distraction. It’s late and I know a perfect little brunette that will take my mind off this shit.
“Hello?” Her voice is soft and sweet, as she whispers into the phone.
“Hey kitten, can I come play?” Her giggle is answer enough. She didn’t realize it’s me since I never give my number to anyone. I don’t need fucking stalkers hounding me.
“Callum.” She breaths my name seductively. “Yes, come over.” As soon as I hang up, I pull on my black boots and make my way out to the garage. It’s only hit midnight, I can be home before the sun rises. She doesn’t live too far away. One of my many contacts. Girls ready to take the edge off, but never wanting more.
When I reach her apartment, it’s quiet and no lights are on. Once step up to her door, before I even have a chance to knock, she’s swinging the door open and jumping into my arms.
“I missed you.” She stares at me. Her words are too tender. There’s feeling in them and I need to stop that immediately.
“I want a fuck kitten. Nothing more.” Yes, I am a dick, but she knew what she was signing up for when she agreed. I walk us back into the apartment. My mouth on hers, she opens easily. So eager. I lick into her. Tasting her. The little whimpers from her mouth are soft as my tongue dances with hers. She sucks on it like a porn star, and who knows, she could be. I don’t get to know them.
Our hands are everywhere, yanking and tugging at clothes until we’re both naked. Her tight body is sexy, no scars, no ink, just soft smooth skin. So beautiful. For tonight. To be honest, I love girls with ink. But Kitten here, she’s pure. Unmarked.
Lifting her up by her ass, I throw her back onto the bed and she giggles. Her long brown hair fans around her on the pillow. “Open your legs, touch your little pussy.” She loves putting on a show and it makes me fucking hard. Her smooth bare cunt spread for me. She’s already glistening, and I can’t wait to sink into her. I reach for my jeans that’s strewn on the floor and pull out a condom. Tearing the wrapper, I sheath myself. Her gaze is locked on my movements and she moans at the sight.
“You’re so big, Cal.” I know that kitten, that’s why you will scream when I fuck your tight little body. Kneeling between her legs, I slowly tease her with the tip of my cock.
“Ready for me kitten?” She nods. The hungry gaze she locks on me has me raging. Without warning, I thrust into her, balls deep in her tight pussy. Fuck, it feels so good. Her head falls back and her eyes flutter closed as I pound her into the bed. She wraps her legs around my waist, pulling me in deeper. My mouth finds her pebbled nipple, and suck on it. I bite down just enough to give her a jolt of pleasured pain, and she cries out. Her tight heat is pulsing, and she’s close. I pull out almost all the way to the tip, and slam into her, bottoming out as she screams my name. Her orgasm taking hold of her. I drive in again, and again, on the third thrust I fill the rubber. Once she’s come down from her high, I slip out of her and get dressed. By the time I reach the door, she’s followed me into the living room, wrapped in a sheet.
“You’re not staying?” She’s getting needy, I don’t like it.
“I never do, you know that.” The sorrow in her green stare only makes me want to run faster. Once I am in the safety of my Jeep, I sigh. Pulling out my phone, I scroll to her number and delete it. There is no way I am getting into this again. As I start the car, there is no satisfaction in what I did. My body is on edge. There is only one girl that can sate me. One with blonde hair and brown eyes.
BONUS EXCERPT
Between Want & Fear
Backstage Series Book #3
(Ryan & Kierra)
Coming 2017
Choices. Decisions. There comes a point in everyone’s life where they look at the road ahead, a find the fork, that will lead you into two different directions.
How do you choose? This isn’t up to family, friends, or a partner. It’s up to you.
My choice came almost ten years ago when I turned twenty-five. I left home and everything else behind for fame. To fulfil my dream. But nothing prepares you for that step when you need to decide—left or right.
I no longer have a family, they didn’t appreciate me wanting to live my own life and work towards something that I
wanted. Isn’t family supposed to support you? Mine didn’t. I was supposed to follow in my father’s footsteps, to be the lawyer he wanted me to be.
To take over the family business and instead, I packed a backpack, grabbed my guitar and walked out. All the money that he threatened to take away, all the cars, houses, holidays, everything I grew up with was gone. Until two brothers gave me a chance. They provided the family I was missing. They’re not blood, they’re more than that.
Now I find myself sitting in the studio working on our newest album and I still can’t believe that I made my dreams a reality. I want for nothing. Except…
Glancing up, I look at the girl that stole my heart ten years ago when I first walked into the audition. Callum’s assistant, Kierra Thorne. Beautiful, feisty, and so goddamn sexy she has no idea how much my life changed since I met her.
Although both Hayes brothers know about my feelings for her, it’s only at Callum’s wedding that I finally took a chance and kissed her. Needless to say the kiss turned into one incredible night. She fit so perfectly in my arms, I fit so perfectly inside her body. But, that’s where it ended. We didn’t even have a chance to start before she told me that we’re better off friends.
The only problem is; I can’t be her friend. Not when I know how good it feels to have her body against mine. To see her face when she finds pleasure in my touch.
I want her and after talking to Cal and Liam I am prepared to fight for her. She’s about to leave for the airport and I am driving her there. I’m prepared. This time I am going to tell her everything she needs to hear and when she steps on that plane she’ll know how I feel.
The month she’ll be at home will give her time to think things through, and if she fights me on this, she better be ready for a war, because I am not giving up.
I know her feelings run deep, as deep as mine, and she’s going to have to get over her fear because I am not going anywhere. My heart hurts as I watch her grab her bag and shrug on her jacket because I know she’s flying thousands of miles from me.
It will be the furthest we’ve ever been from each other and for some reason, unease settles in my gut.
But she will come back to me. She will be mine. I will make sure of it. Why? Because I’m Ryan fucking Callahan.
Thank you!
Sitting here staring at the screen and I’m speechless. It’s always daunting starting any journey, but when you have incredible support, and loving friends and an incredible husband, then it makes the hill just a little easier to climb.
I never know where to start with this, there are really so many people to thank, but I’ll start at the top. To my drummer for putting up with my crazy ass. He’s got to be crazy to keep me around, but I’m happy he does. Thank you for your never-ending support, for always being there when I’m feeling like giving up, and showing me support when I need it most. I love you.
To my BETA babes, I have no doubt that Liam wouldn’t be where he is, (almost published), without you. Kenzie, Sel, Simmy, Jeanette, Heather, Lizzie, Emma, Christina, Lisa, Taylor. You ladies killed it with this man and I love you all. To my new BETAs, welcome to the ride, Danielle, Kate, Naomi, and Kristina.
And while we’re here, the #sisterwives Kenzie (@mabkenyie_bibliophile) and Lisa (@bookgeek_readss) have laid claim to Liam.
To my amazing editor, Vanessa Bridges, you don’t know how grateful I am to have found you. The time you took and the advice you gave have made this story shine, thank you a million times over to you and Tricia! I’m excited for the future books to come.
To my Dreamers, you ladies kick ass! You along with my Street Team, THANK YOU from the bottom of my crazy little heart. There are so many of you, but I need to thank Barb, Wendy S, Kathy, Shelly, Theresa, and Wendy.
To my crazy as hell IG smutty babes!! There’s so many to mention, but I want you ALL to know I FLOVE each and every one of you #bookbabes!
To the authors I’ve met who support, repost, comment, share, like, and offer never-ending advice and friendship, THANK YOU.
A special thank you to two ladies who are incredible authors, and I may fangirl over them just a tad, they’ve shown me incredible friendship by offering advice and support. Who are there at the drop of a hat to answer questions, and never turn me away, K and M, you ladies KICK ASS!! When I’m all grown up I want to be like you. LOL!
BLOGGERS! I haven’t forgotten about you in this long fucking ramble. EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU ARE AMAZING! Thank you for being the support we as authors need. You are appreciated and loved for all you do! #AllBlogsMatter #BloggersAreAmazing
Finally, to the readers. THANK YOU! For one clicking, and supporting me. I wouldn’t be doing this if it weren’t for you. Keep doing what you’re doing by supporting indie authors, and leaving reviews. Share books you love.
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I am an indie author and freelance graphic designer. I started focusing on writing in January 2015 and after a few fan fiction stories, I decided to publish Ace of Harts it was my first full length novella. On a daily basis I have a few hundred characters, storylines, and ideas floating around in my mind. If I am not on Pinterest or Instagram looking for my next muse, you can find me on Twitter or Facebook. So head on over, I love meeting new readers and authors.
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