“Oh, great.” His eyes gleamed mischievously. The girls looked at me, but no one moved.
If I stood there for one more second, I would look like the world’s biggest loser. Instead, I turned around and sat down squarely on Tommy’s lap. And on top of the redhead’s hand. I heard Tommy’s laugh as his arm snaked around my stomach pulling me back against him.
Balancing my drink carefully, I rested against Tommy’s chest, vying with the blonde girl’s hand. She was shooting daggers at me with her eyes.
I whispered against his ear, “I think they might claw my eyes out.”
I could feel the rumble of his laughter in his chest. His eyes sparkled with a challenge, “C’mon, Livvy. Show them who’s boss.”
The hand that I was sitting on finally slid out from under me. And then slid on my leg. And towards my crotch. Uh, no. I wanted Tommy all to myself and I wasn’t about to let anyone weasel in on us.
Pushing the hand aside, I leaned in to whisper in Tommy’s ear again. “What do you want me to do? Feel you up right here on the couch?”
“Hmm. That would be nice.” His hand was sliding slowly up my shirt.
I playfully punched him in the shoulder, jostling my drink. “You’d better drink some of this before I spill it.”
Tommy pulled his arm out from around the blonde and took the drink. I twisted in his lap as he drank, turning my back completely on the redhead.
He made a weird face, “What is this?”
“I don’t know.” I shrugged. “I’m hoping there’s no roofie in it. The creepy guy over there made it.”
“Christ. You have to be careful, Livvy. You better ditch it, just in case.” Tommy was peering at the drink.
The blonde girl reached for the drink. “I’ll take it. Tony is completely harmless. He would never do that.”
Tommy handed it over. “Be careful, Rachel.”
Rachel rolled her eyes in response and began drinking it. I just wished she would leave. And the redhead, too, who I could still feel against my back.
Tommy pulled me back against him. “How about a kiss, Livvy? I’ve been waiting for a taste of those lips all week.”
My heart began pounding in my chest. Now this was more like it. I hated to admit it to myself, but Tommy throwing me a little scrap of attention was getting me all worked up.
I leaned in to kiss him. Not with a passion born of mindless desperation this time, but with a searing intensity, which made promises of so much more to come. The nervous flutter in my stomach seemed to spread until my veins were buzzing with pure awareness. I melted into his kiss, falling fast under his spell.
The couch cushions shifted abruptly and something bumped into my hip, causing me to slide off Tommy’s lap and breaking the dreamy spell.
A familiar male voice spoke just to my left, “Tommy, figures you’d get here early and steal all the babes.”
I scrambled trying to upright myself, as I was now mostly lying across the red-head and she didn’t look too happy about it. I accepted Tommy’s extended hand as he pulled me back up.
“You’re timing always sucks, Tyler.”
Just as Tommy spoke the words, I sat up and locked eyes with Tyler. Somehow, he had weaseled onto the couch next to Tommy with the blonde girl in his lap. Blondie suddenly looked very excited.
Tyler frowned when he saw me. “Oh hey, it’s Crazy.”
My claws came out, “Oh hey, it’s-”
I didn’t have time to finish because Tommy interrupted me. “Okay, you two. Play nice.”
Tommy wrapped his forearm around my stomach and pulled me back towards him while I glared at Tyler. Rachel started to distract Tyler, probably slipping her hand into his pants or something based on the huge grin that suddenly spread over his face, so I let it go. No need to get bitchy with one of Tommy’s best friends, never mind a huge rock star. The man was so achingly beautiful; it was too bad he had such a crappy personality.
I turned to Tommy who looked amused at my silent fuming. I kept my voice low, “Why does he call me crazy? God, he’s such an asshole.”
“He calls you crazy because you called him a dickwad, remember? Anyway, I’m kind of beginning to think it fits you. It’s kind of cute.” Tommy began nuzzling on my neck.
My anger was dissipating quickly. “Are you trying to distract me? Cause it’s working.”
We hung out partying for almost another hour when the band members of Firestorm finally made it backstage. I watched in fascination as their entrance caused a huge stir in the room as girls clamored for position amongst the band members.
The party kicked up a few million notches. I hung back as three of the guys made their way over to Tyler and Tommy. I was beginning to feel out of place as the alcohol and drugs began to appear everywhere and I cringed as I saw a few topless girls already. Oh lord. Was this what Tommy expected?
I downed the rest of my drink and looked around. A hand slipped around my hip. “You look lonely.”
I turned to the man with the British accent. He looked like a hard core bad-boy, but he had a friendly smile. He had to be one of Firestorm’s band members. “Well, I don’t feel lonely. It’s jam-packed in here. Are you in the band?”
He frowned. “Weren’t you watching the show, love? I’m Callum. So, you’re not a fan? You do seem kind of different. How did you happen to stumble in here?”
I laughed. “Do I really look that out of place? I must have too many clothes on. Tommy brought me here. I’m Olivia, by the way.”
Callum grabbed the tattooed arm of a huge formidable man. “Hey Sean, can I get a couple of shots?”
The man kept walking and yelled over his shoulder, “Couple minutes, boss.”
Callum looked me up and down. “Tommy? Bloody hell. So are you his girlfriend?”
I glanced over at Tommy and noticed the red-head from before moving in on him. “Well, I wouldn’t go that far. We’re friends of sorts. Do you know him well?”
Callum shook his head. “Nah. Our paths have crossed a few times, but I don’t really know him. He’s a fun bloke to hang out with though.”
The red-head was rubbing against Tommy as he spoke with his friends. “He’s fun alright. I just wish I could hang out with him without all these women constantly all over him.”
“It’s rough. It’s really easy to take what these women offer so readily. We’re all so used to it. But at the end of the day, these women are not going to satisfy him. Long term, anyways. If he’s interested in you, it’s because you’re different, love.” Callum finished up his drink.
I thought about what Callum said. “So far, I don’t think he’s figured that out yet.”
Callum tilted his head. “I don’t know. He probably appreciates that you’re not hovering all over him. In fact, he’s been looking over here quite a bit. I don’t think he’s forgotten you. Yeah, I think you’re doing okay.”
The big man, Sean, came back with two shots. I took a glass from him. “Well, that would be a first for me. I’m pretty good at screwing things up.”
Callum took the other shot glass and clicked mine. “Here’s to screwing, love.”
I laughed so hard it took me a few minutes to finally do the shot. My eyes were still filled with tears from my laughter when I heard Tommy by my side. “Hey, Callum. What’s going on?”
Callum’s mischievous smile had me nervous. “Just having a fascinating conversation with Olivia.”
“Yeah, what about?” Tommy glanced my way.
“We were just talking about screwing.” Callum slapped Tommy on the shoulder. “I’ll catch you later, brother. Nice talking to you, Olivia.”
I was sure Tommy saw Callum wink at me before he walked away.
Tommy turned to me. “Screwing? No, really. You weren’t, were you?”
He was trying hard to stay casual, but Callum had rattled him. My heart skipped a beat. Tommy did care. At least a little bit.
I couldn’t help but tease him. “I was just seeing if he’d be a good candidate f
or a three-some.”
“What!?” Tommy pulled me up against his body. “Find a hot girl and you’re on. Callum is out. Besides, he’s married and has a kid.”
“Oh. Darn.” He had seemed more down to earth than the other guys.
I looked up at Tommy’s smiling, happy face and I felt a pull in my gut. Damn, he was working his way under my skin more and more each time I saw him. This was a recipe for disaster, but I couldn’t turn away anymore. I was reeled in.
I could see Tommy’s eyes grow more serious as he stared down at me. My heart sped up as I waited for his mouth to descend onto mine. His hands slid down my sides and cupped my ass, crushing me against his hard length. My lips parted slightly…
“C’mon, Tommy. The band is heading out to K-Stop to party.” Tyler looked at me. “You coming out, Crazy?”
Dammit. Why did Tyler always have to interrupt?
Tommy shook his head. “Livvy has work tomorrow, so I have to get her home. I’ll catch up with you tomorrow.”
Tyler looked like he was about to argue, but then he shrugged. “Alright, man. Have fun.”
As Tyler walked away, I scrunched my nose. “I’ve thought up the perfect nickname for Tyler.”
“Uh oh. I can’t wait.” Tommy raised his eyebrows.
“Cockblocker, because he’s constantly interrupting us.”
Tommy laughed. “So, let’s get out of here. Your place or mine?”
***
Livvy was taking this ‘friends with benefits’ thing suspiciously well. She didn’t hang all over him and didn’t get sullen or bitchy when other girls did. In fact, at one point, when she was talking to Callum, he started to worry that maybe she really didn’t even care that much about him. She was confusing as hell to figure out.
The groupies were easy. They just wanted sex and fun times from him. Fangirls were equally simple to figure out. If one of them worked their way inside his bed, he would blow them off as soon as the sex was over. There was no giving a fan even a smidgen of false hope, because it would lead to excruciating and never-ending frustration dealing with them.
He hadn’t known anything different for years since Cold Fusion had gained some fame. And things had been perfect. There was never a lack of cool people to hang out with, parties every night and hot chicks at his beck and call.
Then he had seen first Alex, and then Nick, fall victim to girlfriends. Lena had fucked with Alex’s head for a long time, but now they seemed to be on track. And Marissa was still turning Nick inside out. It didn’t seem worth all the trouble to him.
But there was no doubt that he was feeling something different with Livvy. Sure, he couldn’t wait to get back to her place and fuck her senseless, but he realized that he just wanted to be with her to. See what crazy thing she would do or say next.
He still didn’t know why she was with him. She wanted to be with him despite the fact that he was a rock star, which was confusing. For the three weeks since he had met Livvy, the hot chicks who fell in and out of his bed grew less appealing by the day. And he thought about Livvy there more and more, instead.
When they finally made it into her bedroom, they collapsed on the bed together, tearing at each other’s clothes. He mentally berated himself. This time he was going to take it slower.
He’d only had sex more than once with the same girl a handful of times since high school. It leant a bit of intimacy to the act that he was pretty unfamiliar with. He felt a slight panic at the thought, but fuck she felt so good. Why would he deny himself this?
Chapter 7
My heart hammered so hard in my chest; I swear I could feel the pulse beating an accompanying rhythm in my clit. As I gazed upon Tommy’s perfect body, a twinge of desire coiled tight in my belly and nestled within the heat throbbing between my legs.
Tommy sat on the edge of my bed, drinking in the sight of my naked body lying before him. He had a lean surfers build, a solid chest and a flat chiseled stomach. His arms were bands of steel- pure muscle from years of drumming. I couldn’t help but shiver in anticipation as my eyes dropped lower and took in his amazing cock.
I wanted him to jump on top of me, cover me with his hard body and ease the ache between my legs. Was he waiting for me to make the first move?
We stared at each other for a few moments until it grew unbearable to wait any longer. I slid my legs open wide and began playing with myself. My fingers slid through my slit and started rubbing in circles, rubbing my clit and stroking close to my opening.
“Oh fuck, babe. That’s so…”
Babe!? I closed my legs tight.
Tommy swallowed. “Livvy… Livvy! I’m sorry. C’mon, Please don’t stop.”
“Don’t forget who you’re with, Tommy.” I opened my legs again and resumed touching myself, hoping he would join in soon.
Closing my eyes, I slipped a finger inside my pussy and moaned softly. I heard a growl and then felt Tommy pushing my hand aside. I opened my eyes to see him grabbing a pillow from the top of my bed. I lifted my hips as he wedged it underneath me. His fingers spread my pussy wide and I shuddered as his mouth dipped between my legs.
My hands wrapped around the wrought iron bars on my headboard as Tommy began teasing all around my quivering pussy. His tongue licked through my silky folds, probing into my most intimate places and then flicking endlessly against my swollen clit. I bucked beneath him as his teeth razed against my sensitive skin, nipping at my clit. I felt an intensity building with a startling quickness.
I cried out as the first waves of pleasure began to overtake me. Tommy’s tongue probed deeper as I shattered around him. Even as my body was still quaking, Tommy sat up.
He grabbed my hips. “Flip over.”
Oh, yes. I turned onto my stomach, my hips resting on the pillow beneath me, angling my ass slightly upwards. I gasped as a finger slipped into my pussy.
My hands clutched at the bed sheets as Tommy’s fingers pumped in and out of me.
“I wish I had my sticks, Crazy. I’d play all over that perfect ass of yours.”
Whimpering softly, I was rocking; thrusting desperately against his hand. “Tommy, I need more. Please. Fuck me.”
I groaned when his magic fingers left me, but then I felt the tip of his cock resting against my opening. He thrust deep into me, sliding easily through my juices and then held me by the hips and began pumping into me.
There was something utterly sexy about lying completely submissive and being trapped beneath him as he pounded into me. I’m not sure how much time of intense pleasure passed before I realized I was about to come again. When it happened, it snuck up quickly on me.
My body was rocked by the white-hot climax. I felt like I was shattering to pieces as Tommy continued to thrust fast and hard into me.
Tommy was panting with effort. “Hold on, Crazy. Hold on.”
I moaned face down into my pillow and writhed beneath him. Finally, Tommy slowed and I heard his grunts of satisfaction as he spurted inside me. He collapsed with his weight half against me and I practically purred with contentment.
We lay unmoving for so long that I thought he must have dozed off. But finally, he sighed and then rolled off me. I turned onto my side so that I could admire his sexy body. I could never get enough of seeing him.
He pulled me close and wrapped an arm around me. “Mmm. Livvy, that was nice. And you have a fantastic ass.”
“Why thank you.” I snuggled into his warm body.
Tommy began tapping his fingers on my ass. “I wish I had my sticks. I can do amazing things with them. Trust me.”
Oh my. “I probably don’t even want to know where those sticks have been. Eew.”
“You’re not into anything kinky?” He asked jokingly, but he waited earnestly for my answer.
Careful, Livvy. If you’re too dull, you’ll never win him over. “I’m way into kinky. Yeah, I like kinky stuff.”
Tommy arched one eyebrow. “Uh huh.”
I should have just kept my mouth shut, but I
blurted out more trying to explain myself. “Yeah, I only let my kinky side out on the weekends. Never on a work night.”
“Oh. That explains it.” And, he didn’t say anything else.
What did it all mean? Did he believe me? Ugh.
And most important: was I into kinky? I didn’t even know. My sex life up until now had been plainer than vanilla ice cream.
Chapter 8
After work the next evening, Emily and I met up at our apartment. I poured a glass of wine for each of us as we sat down at the table to eat the light dinner that we had prepared. I had just finished telling her all about the party backstage at the concert, seeing Tyler again, meeting Callum (who I found out through internet detective work was the lead guitarist for Firestorm) and then about how we returned here.
I took a sip of wine before I continued. “And then he kissed me and said he was leaving since it was a work night for me. My stupid ‘hard to get’ ploy from the other night is biting me in the ass now. I wanted to beg him to stay with me.”
Emily listened intently, chewing on her salad. “Ahh, he would have just kept you up all night. Cuddling is overrated. So, was the actual sex fantastic again?”
I nodded. “Yeah, he’s pretty practiced. I don’t know if that’s a good thing or bad thing. But he asked me if I was into kinky stuff. I should have asked him what he meant, because now I’m going crazy that regular sex just isn’t good enough. That he’ll be bored with me in no time.”
Emily’s eyes opened wide. “I can tell that you’re really into him, so you’re going to have to kick it up a notch.”
“How do I do that?” I asked.
“Beats me.” She shrugged her shoulders. “The only thing I know about kinks is from what I read in 50 Shades…”
My phone vibrated on the table. I picked it up casually, not expecting it to be anything exciting. It was Tommy!
I squealed, half with delight and half with terror. “Oh, Jesus. It’s him. He said, ‘I miss you. Come to my place to hang out tonight.’ What should I do?”
“Okay, first breathe.” Emily laughed. “Now, get his address and say you’ll come over.”
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