Rocking a SECRET

by Crystal Perkins

  “No. I just need to dry you off. Then we’re going to that sexy bed of yours.”

  I grab one of the fluffy green towels and thoroughly dry her off. Then I kiss my way up her legs and beyond until I’m standing before her. “I’m loving this, K. All of it.”

  “This is just the beginning,” I remind her with a smile.

  “You have too many clothes on.”

  “You wanna see my hot bod, huh?”

  “Mm-hm. I love your body.”

  “Any specific part in particular?” I ask as I kick of my shoes and start undressing for her.

  “Your throat.”

  What? “My throat?”

  “Yep. It’s where those sexy words you say and sing to me come from.”

  I let go of my shirt as I grab her and kiss her, picking her up in the process. Her legs wrap around my waist as I walk us into her room. “How and where, Stella?”

  “Get on the bed and lean against the headboard. I need to ride your cock.”

  Oh yeah. If I’m sitting, she’s going to do it differently. And I’m going to love every second of it. I can’t wait.

  I sit like she wants me to, and she slides down on me. Instead of moving right away, she swings her legs around and hooks them over my arms. The new position pushes me even farther inside of her. I hold her legs while placing my hands on her hips. She nods and I start to thrust while holding her down.

  She grabs the headboard, putting her nipples right where we both want them, and I take one in my mouth and suck hard. As I bite down, she starts bucking. She’s pumping on me, but it’s not enough for her. She pushes her legs back down to straddle me and starts riding me hard, making me almost slide out more than once as she completely loses herself in me. It’s possibly the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen in my life.

  I should hold her down again, but I can’t. I’m transfixed by the sight of her taking me how she needs to. Harder and harder, her tits jiggling in front of me. When she screams my name, I come right along with her, thrusting hard into her as she clenches around my cock.

  And then I realize what was so good and different about this time. I wasn’t wearing a condom. “Stella, love, I didn’t have a condom on.”

  “I’ve seen your files. You’re clean. I’m clean and on birth control. You said tonight was for me, and I needed to feel you.”

  “God, I love you,” I tell her as I turn us on our sides and nuzzle her neck.

  “You’re getting hard again, already.”

  “You sound surprised.”

  “Just in awe of your youth.”

  “That’s all that you’re awed by?”

  “Do I really need to say it?”

  “It’d be nice. I need my ego stroked sometimes.”

  “I’m in awe of what you and your big cock do to me. Now let me stroke that,” she says, taking me in hand.

  Hours later, we’re cuddled up under a throw on her couch. We came downstairs to blow out all the candles, and then we realized that we hadn’t christened any of the lower floor yet. Now, we both have a few extra bite marks, and neither one of us are moving very easily. So, we’re just cuddling. Which is pretty fucking awesome.

  “How did you become a secret agent?”

  “It’s not an exciting story, really.”

  “Go on.”

  “I was styling for an actress who was filming in Chicago. There was some shady stuff going on with the producer of the film, and the Society had someone undercover. I ended up helping her figure things out without knowing she was there officially. When it was all over, Mallory came and talked to me. She said she was impressed with what I had done and told me she had an opening for someone who was smart and unique. No one had ever wanted me for my brain before, so I said yes. Five years later, here I am. Oh, and the person undercover was Audrey. I don’t think you’ve met her yet. Which is probably good. You’d probably want to leave me for her. She’s the sexiest of all of us.”

  “I want you for your brain. Just so you know. Your body, too, but I love your sexy brain. So, I’m not leaving you for anyone else.”

  “Thanks. That means more than you know.”

  “Have you ever slept with someone on your mission before?”

  “Yes. But not like this. Sex used to be fun.”

  “It’s not fun with me?”

  “You know what I mean. That’s all it was. With you, it’s just an added bonus of awesome.”

  “It is very awesome.”

  “But?”

  “But I want you guys to figure this out, so I can show you to the world as mine.”

  “I want that, too. I won’t be able to go on many missions once that happens, but I can work behind the scenes.”

  I keep my mouth shut. Because what I want to say is that I’m glad she can’t go out anymore. That she won’t be undercover and sleeping with other guys. But I know that would be bad. And wrong. From what I’ve figured out, she helps people.

  “I wouldn’t, Kace.”

  “Wouldn’t what?”

  “Sleep with some other guy on a mission. That’s what you’re thinking about, isn’t it?”

  “Kind of.”

  “This is important to me. You’re important to me. I wouldn’t jeopardize that.”

  “Me either. I’m not going to sleep with anyone else if we go on tour again.”

  “Good. Now let’s go to sleep so I have enough strength to suck you off in the shower before work tomorrow.”

  Oh yeah. I’m a really lucky guy.

  Chapter 11

  Stella

  The blackmailer has been quiet since my night “with” Marv. Kace told me about his conversation with Wayne in the bar, and now we’re wondering if it really was him, and he’s decided to give up now that Kace assured him he doesn’t want to be the “star” of the band. Everyone’s still painting him that way, and as the opening show draws closer, fans have been flooding the hotel.

  We haven’t been able to go to my place for a week now. Teeg brought me clothes, and I’ve just camped out with Kace in his suite. I trust him now, and know I’m safe. He told me he’s more than satisfied with what we do and apologized again for making me uncomfortable. We spend most nights talking, watching our favorite TV shows, and, of course, making love. It’s really nice. I wish we could stay this way forever. But I’m afraid something bad is going to happen, and that this is just the calm before the storm.

  We’re making out on the couch when Kace’s phone goes off. I know he wants to ignore it, but we both know he can’t. Especially when mine goes off a minute later. We both know what that means. It’s the blackmailer. He pulls away to look and lets out a string of curses.

  “What now?”

  “I have to get falling over drunk and then go out to see the fans.”

  I can tell he’s not saying it all. He knows I’ll have the text, so I don’t know why he’s hiding it. I pick up my phone and let out my own curses.

  “You have to convince me to go down and get you, then make out with you in front of them.”

  “You don’t have to. I can say I couldn’t convince you. They’ll hate you if you do it.”

  “They’ll hate me anyway if you’re still planning on me being your date for opening night.”

  “Of course you’re my date. It’s going to be pretty bad. I won’t lie to you. I’ve seen what they’ve done to the girlfriends of other singers.”

  “I can handle it as long as I know you’ll be there with me.”

  “Always,” I tell her leaning over to kiss her. “I guess I should start drinking.”

  We get him good and drunk, and Nate, who’s been posing as a new security guy, takes him downstairs. He’ll text me when it’s time for my appearance. I do my makeup and hair like I’m going out to a club. I step into the shortest and tightest dress I have with me and put on my heels. They’re going to hate me no matter what I wear, so I might as well do it up.

  Five minutes later, I get the text. Nate tells me to hurry since Kace isn’
t going to be upright much longer. I get off the elevator and see him leaning on two girls.

  “Baby, there you are,” I say as I get off the elevator.

  “Stella. I love you,” he says stumbling over to me. He’s kind of adorable when he’s drunk.

  I grab his mouth and kiss him hard. He wraps his arms around me, and I use my hands on his face to help hold him up. We kiss for several minutes, until the fans start booing and screaming out insults at me.

  Nate and hotel security get us back into the elevator and up to the suite. I tell them I’ve got it covered, and help him flop onto the bed, bringing the trash can over. I sit with him all night as he pukes up the alcohol and curses the damn blackmailer. We both finally fall asleep after the sun has risen, only squeezing in a quick nap before we’re up and getting dressed for work.

  Nate comes to the door and tells us it’s really bad. We’re all over the news, and the fans are tearing me apart on social media. It’s okay. I’ve got Kace. Nothing will get to me as long as he’s here with me. He takes my hand before we step out of the elevator and holds it tight as we fight through the crowd of journalists and fans just to get to the employee hallways.

  “I’m so sorry, love. So, so sorry.”

  “It’s okay. I’ve got you. You’re opinion’s the only one that matters.”

  “My opinion is that you’re the most amazing woman I’ve ever met.”

  “See? Then all is good.”

  Dress rehearsal sucks, which is generally a good thing in any theater performance. Kace is still hung over, Brett’s battling a cold, and Wayne and Chad just keep glaring at everyone and missing their cues. The stage manager is about to have a heart attack when Marv tells them to break for lunch.

  The hotel brought in a buffet for all of us. Kace and I sit with the guys to eat. Chad doesn’t like it, and he makes sure to tell me. “Do you need to be attached at his hip, Stella? Have some self-respect.”

  Wayne comes to my defense before Kace can. “Chill out man, Stella’s cool.”

  “Whatever.”

  “Hi Kace.”

  We all turn and I see a young girl around Kace’s age walking towards us. He stiffens next to me while Chad stands up. “What are you doing here, Cam?”

  “I came to see Kace.”

  “Umm, hi Cameron. Why are you here to see me?”

  “I saw you with her,” she says, shocking me with the sneer on her face.

  “This is my girlfriend, Stella. Stella, this is Chad’s sister, Cameron.”

  “I was your girlfriend.”

  “That was a long time ago.”

  “My friends don’t believe me.”

  “He’ll tell them. Do you want him to record a video or something?” I ask her. She looks so sad, and I want to try and help.

  “Can he say he’s my boyfriend now?”

  “No,” Kace tells her.

  “It’s fine, Kace. You can do that for her. I don’t mind.”

  “Well, I do. You already broke her heart, and then just went on with your life like it was nothing. Like she was nothing.”

  I’m getting a bad feeling about this. I make eye contact with Nate, and he nods. He can feel it, too.

  “Stop babying me, Chad. Kace just needed to go out and have fun before he comes back to me.”

  “I’m with Stella now, Cameron.”

  “For now. You’ll get bored with her. You got bored with all the other girls.”

  “I love her.”

  “You said you loved me.”

  “I-I thought I did. Like I said, that was a long time ago.”

  “I came here to be your date for the show.”

  “Stella’s my date.”

  “You could take her.” I want to go with him, but this girl is on the verge of losing it, and I don’t know what’s going to happen when she does.

  “No. I can’t. I’m sorry, Cameron, but I’m planning to be with Stella forever.”

  “It’s because she’s a slut, isn’t it? I can learn to do all the things she can.”

  Okay. I’m done playing nice now. And so is Kace. “Get your sister the fuck out of here, Chad.”

  “You can’t tell me what to do. Just because you’re the star and no one cares how you behave doesn’t mean you have more say than I do.”

  “He doesn’t have more say, but your sister can’t come in here and insult his woman like that,” Wayne tells him.

  “He fucked my sister, feeding her bullshit lines about love and marriage. He broke her.”

  “I was sixteen. She was the first girl I’d ever been with. Of course I thought I loved her.”

  “No. You don’t understand. No one believes me and I told them you’d be my date for my birthday party next week.”

  “We’re singing at your party, but I never said I’d be your date. Never.”

  My phone pings with a text. The text I knew was coming. “Chad’s your blackmailer, Kace. Ainsley just confirmed that the text messages came from a phone in his pocket.”

  “You bastard,” Kace says lunging for him.

  Brett and Wayne try to intervene, but Nate and I hold them back. Marvin comes running in with more security. They pull Kace and Chad apart. “What’s the hell is going on?”

  “He’s the blackmailer,” I tell him. “It’s Chad.”

  “You little son of a bitch.”

  “You’re the one who was fucking his mom. In all kinds of disgusting ways. She’s just as big of a slut as his new girlfriend.”

  No one was ready for Marvin to lunge for Chad, so he gets a few good hits in before he’s pulled back. “Don’t ever talk about Viv or Stella like that ever again.”

  “Can someone please tell us what the hell is going on here?”

  “Let’s sit down, and I’ll explain it all to you. At least the parts I know.”

  * * *

  Kace

  I can’t believe it’s Chad. We’ve always been good friends. I mean I kind of get it after seeing Cameron. I didn’t know she was still hung up on me. It’s been almost five years since she was my girlfriend. And it was only for two months.

  After we tell them everything, Wayne and Brett look like they want to beat Chad up, too. “Seriously? You blackmailed him with pictures of his mom and Marvin? What is wrong with you?” Wayne asks him.

  “I wanted him to get knocked down a few pegs. My sister’s not the only girl whose heart he’s broken. But no one cared because he’s the star. I thought if he got a bad reputation, the fans would turn on him. But they didn’t. They loved him even more. And then Stella came along, and she’s a badass as well as being smoking hot. But you fell under his spell, too. I mean, what’s he got, a magic cock?”

  “It’s very nice, but ‘magic’ is going a little far,” she tells him, trying to ease some of the tension in the room. I love her for it, but nothing’s going to calm me down at the moment.

  “But why my mom, dude? There were a few things I really didn’t want to do, but I couldn’t have those pictures leaked.”

  “She sacrificed everything for you. I knew there was nothing you wouldn’t do for her. Including giving your girlfriend to Marvin. How was she, by the way?”

  “Wait, was that why you were at the bar at the Cosmo looking all pissed off that night?” Wayne asks me.

  “Yes, but no. It was an act. They went upstairs together and stayed up there long enough to make it seem like they’d done something.”

  “Are you sure?” Chad asks, taunting me.

  “I’m about to punch you myself. Why are you goading him when you know he already wants to kill you?” Stella asks him.

  “So, you knew about my fun. Did you think it was Wayne? I bet you did.”

  “He was a suspect, yes.”

  “But I wasn’t, was I? No one pays any attention to me or Brett. We’re just the filler.”

  “That’s bullshit. You’re crazy talented, and Brett, well Brett’s pretty much a genius, musical and otherwise.”

  “The fans don’t see it tha
t way. Our stuff sells way less than yours.”

  “Maybe if you’d focused your energy on trying to get more exposure instead of blackmailing me, you’d have more fans. Or if you’d just come to me and talked.”

  “I can’t believe you hurt my Kace, Chad. How could you do that?”

  Oh sweet Mother of God. We all forgot she was still in the room. Cameron needs help. Like serious help. When she puts her arms around me, I jump up.

  “Cameron, I am not yours. We were together five years ago. For two months. We’re not getting back together.”

  “If I can’t have you, neither can she,” she says, pulling a gun from her purse and pointing it at Stella.

  “Put the gun away before you hurt yourself, sweetie,” Stella tells her standing up.

  “I’ll shoot you. I swear I will.”

  “No you won’t.” Stella moves so fast, I almost don’t see it happen. She pulls the gun from Cameron’s hand and elbows her in the chin, knocking her over. “You have to cock the gun if you want to shoot someone. Otherwise nothing will happen.”

  “Damn, that was hot,” Wayne says. I shoot him a glare and he shuts up.

  “She needs a psych evaluation, Chad,” Stella tells him.

  “I know. She hasn’t mentioned Kace in a couple weeks so I thought she was getting over him.”

  “I got her, Stell,” Nate says, pulling Cameron to her feet and walking her out the door.

  “Now, we need to figure out how to get past this,” Marv says.

  “I’m not getting past this. He tried to destroy my life. And the group.”

  “We have a contract with the hotel. They’ll sue if we break it.”

  “Chad going to jail should be a good enough reason to break it.”

  “You don’t really want to press charges, do you?”

  “The hell I don’t. I’d rather give up all my money and move in with Stella than let him walk free so we can do some shows.” I turn to Stella for confirmation. “I can move in with you, right?”

  “Yes.”

  “What about us? Are we moving in with Stella, too?” Wayne asks.