Rock On: A Heavy Metal Romance (Slava Pasha Series Book 1)

by A. D. Herrick

  He rolled us over, placing me on top. His hands came up and cupped my breast through my bra. My nipples strained against the lacy fabric, the rough lace teasing the peaks. I cradled his face in my hands as I nibbled on his luscious lower lip. His hands caressed along my back, finding the clasp on my bra. His fingers daftly unlatching it, the material gave under his fingers, the straps sliding down my shoulders. He followed the band around my chest to my ample breast, cupping my breast under the material. He pulled me higher and his face dipped down, he ripped my bra off of me and took one of my nipples in his mouth, his fingers teasing my other nipple mimicking his lips. I ground my core against his stomach. The ache between my legs growing with my arousal. I needed him. My body craved him.

  Releasing my breast, he wrapped his arms around me and rolled us again, with him landing on top. He rose above me on his knees and began to kiss his way down my body. He kissed along my stomach, dipped his tongue in my belly button and sent shills all over my body. My hip bucked up against him. He took my waist in his hands and held me down. He places kisses along my covered mound. The thin material of my panties soaked through with my arousal. His hands slid down my hips, his thumb hooking the material of my panties on either side. He jerked outwardly and I heard the material give in a quick snap. He reached down to the scrap of fabric and pulled it away, tossing it over his shoulder. I ran my fingers through his hair. I gasped as his lips hit my bare skin. He placed tender kisses along my mound as he gripped my thighs, spreading them. I moaned in ecstasy. My body flushed with desire. He flicked his tongue across my delicate folds, sweeping it up and down in a slow lazy pattern. My grip on his hair tightened as I tried to pull him into me. Stiffening his tongue, he swept it across my folds, parting them, his tongue came up to my bean and it flicked back and forth across it in several swift strokes. “Tosh…” I moaned loudly. He began to eat me with more enthusiasm. His hands firmly gripping me at the juncture where my legs meet, his fingers dug into my flesh as he parted me farther. His tongue dipping into my wet core, he fucked me with it. Releasing his hair, my hand rose above me, fisting the sheets and my body thrashed beneath him.

  Releasing me he slid a finger into my pussy. His lips latched onto my bean as he finger fucked me. My hips bucked up against him. He withdrew his finger and slid it down farther toward my rose bud. He massaged my juices along the entrance in a slow circular pattern as he rolled my clit along his tongue. He trailed his finger back up to my waiting core and thrust in me once again, working me over. He would bring me to the point of orgasm only to back off and trail his wet finger back down to my bud. After several trips, spreading my juices form my pussy down farther, he inched the tip of his finger in. slowly pulsating the tip in and out.

  I writhed against him, begging for more. He withdrew his finger and brought it back up to my waiting pussy. Working two fingers in, he crooked his fingers in a come hither motion and hit my G spot. He thrust his fingers in and out of me as he lick, sucked and nipped my bean. His pinky rubbed against my second entrance; slowly he worked it in, a little at a time. My body accepted him as I slammed my hips down against him, slipping his pinky and fingers deep inside me. Following my lead he began to work me over, fucking both of my holes. I felt my core tighten as my orgasm built. I moaned and screamed his name as he brought me closer to orgasm. He worked me over, fucking me harder and deeper, sensing my orgasm coming. A shiver ran through my body as my core clinched one last time before exploding all over him. I squirted, covering him with my juices. He let out an animalistic groan as he worked feverishly to lick my pussy clean of my juices. He slowly withdrew his fingers, his tongue dipping into my core licking every last drop.

  He laid a wet kiss on my mound as he crawled up my body. I released the sheets and wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him up closer to me; I brought his lips to mine and licked them clean of my juices. My cum tasted sweet on his lips. He deepened the kiss as I felt his cock begging for entrance between my legs. I tilted my hips forward and raised them, allowing his cock to slip in, slowly filling me to capacity. I felt his muscles tense, he moaned against my lips and I let out a gasp. I rocked my hips up to meet his. He slowly withdrew and then dived back in. we made love like that, in long steady strokes, kissing deeply and passionately.

  I never knew it could be like this, to feel so full and stimulated. He nibbled on my lower lip and kissed the corners of my mouth. I sucked on his tongue and nipped at his upper lip. His hand buried in my hair, while the other one wrapped around my hip, his hand holding firmly to the globe of my ass. I wrapped my legs around his waist allowing him deeper access. He moaned my name.

  I could sense he was getting close, his strokes becoming faster and faster as he dove even deeper. I could feel him bottoming out and the twinge of pain brought immense pleasure. Our breathing became more ragged. “Oh God…” I moaned out. “Tosh…” panting I clung to him as he brought me closer and closer to the edge. He growled, losing control he began to thrust even harder and faster, his grip on me tightened, holding me in place, he rutted into me like a man out of control. I hung on for dear life as my orgasm took over my body; he had pushed me clear over the edge. My mind leaving my body, my nails bit into his skin and he fucked me even harder. I felt his muscles tense and his cock swell. He roared my name as he exploded deep inside of me.

  He collapsed on top on me. My limbs still wrapped around him. I felt his body rack with aftershocks, causing another orgasm to rip through my body. Spent, I closed my eyes and willed my breathing to slow. Tosha wrapped his arms around me and rolled us to our sides. His arms wrapped around me in a death grip. I gave him to light quick taps on his shoulder and he relaxed his grip, allowing me to breath. I snuggled my head into his chest. He rested his chin on the crown of my head after giving it a quick kiss.

  We lay like that in silence, holding one another. It was as though nothing else in the world mattered.

  Chapter Twelve

  I woke the next morning still wrapped in his arms. A smile slid across my face, thinking about last night’s activities. My body was still sore from the many rounds we went between brief bouts of sleep. I was afraid to move, scared that doing so would ruin the moment between us. I willed my body to stay still. I relaxed into Tosha and tried to go back to sleep. His arms tightened around me, I felt his lips on the crook or my neck. “Good morning” Kiss “Did you sleep well?” Kiss. I wiggled my ass against him. “Mmmhmm, I did. Did you?” Biting at my lower lip I tried to contain a moan of arousal. He nipped and sucked at my neck. “I did. How about we get up, take a shower and get ready so we can explore the island?” He asked, nuzzling into my neck. I reached my hand back and stroked his hip. “Join me?” He answered by jumping up and scooping me up into his arms. Carrying me into the bathroom he set me down on the counter and started the shower. Once the water was warm he picked me back up and carried me into the shower with him.

  We took our time soaping one another up, openly exploring each other’s body. He took me again from behind against the shower wall. We couldn’t get enough of one another. Stumbling out of the shower our arms around and hands all over one another, we made our way back to the bed for another round. He was like a drug and I was addicted. I couldn’t get enough of him.

  By late afternoon we managed to finally pull ourselves apart long enough to get dressed and leave the hotel room. We headed out to the shops in the village and had a late lunch before heading to the fudge shop. We spent the day snacking on chocolates and touring the island, we walked around hand in hand, snapping silly photos of one another and even some together, which he posted all over his social media sites. I was surprised yet excited that he was publically claiming me. We took guided tours of the fort and island, before ending our day with a nice dinner together in the hotel restaurant. The next few days were spent exactly the same way, we spent every waking moment together. It was like magic between us, I had never felt so comfortable spending so much time with someone. Tosha documented every bit of our trip and o
ur relationship through pictures and video which he happily posted. I even posted a few of my own.

  Sooner than we both would have liked our time on the island had drawn to a close. We packed our bags and walked out of the hotel hand in hand. We snuggled together on the boat ride back to the main land, and sat side by side in the car Nik had sent, that would take us to Grand Rapids for the show. The lyrics to songs ricocheted through my brain. I couldn’t wait to get my hands on some paper. My time with Tosha had been heartwarming and inspirational. I leaned my head against his shoulder. He wrapped his arm around me, pulling me in close to him, snuggling into his arms, I pulled my feet up on to the seat, we rode in comfortable silence. I pulled my phone out of my back pocket and started tapping out the lyrics in my head. By the time we reached DeVos Hall I had four songs down, one of them I knew would be good. I would have to play with the others. I still had many more in my head. It was as though I had tapped into this mystical place of medley and lyrics that just synched so perfectly.

  Tosha helped me out of the car and held my hand as he walked me into the building to my dressing room. Placing a chaste kiss on my lips he turned and left toward his own dressing room. I quickly dressed in a midnight blue corset and spandex short shorts, finding a pair of heels that laced up to match. I applied a Smokey eye with midnight blue eyeshadow, finishing my eyes with a nice wing and heavy mascara. I contoured my face and applied a glossy blush colored lipstick. I textured my hair giving it a nice chunky look and declared myself ready. While I waited for one of the guys to come by and get me I worked on the lyrics that had been floating through my head.

  Writing songs was such a euphoric feeling, especially when everything clicked into place. I could spend all day and night just writing away once I was inspired. It was as though nothing else mattered. I was deep in my writing when Nik came to get me. So caught up in the lyrics I was writing I never heard him knock. I jerked up with a start, sending my phone skidding across the floor, when he placed his hand on my shoulder in order to get my attention. His eyes creased with concern he apologized. “Hey, no worries, I was all wrapped up.” I admitted as I got up and walked across the room to retrieve my phone. Righting myself I gave him a wink to let him know we were cool.

  “So, are you ready for tonight?” Confused, I narrowed my eyes at him. “What do you mean?” Shaking his head slightly and placing his hands in his front pockets he tilted his head and gave me a once over. “The trip didn’t mess with your head?” Confused even more I squinted harder and tiled my head. “What are you talking about?” Letting out a sigh he said, “Usually people get weirded out after they recharge their batteries, almost like coming back out is like the first time. At least that’s how it is for a lot of us.” Finally understanding what he was saying I shook of the confusion. “Nah, I’m actually pumped. I also got hit with some serious inspiration so I have been working like crazy on some new songs.” Nik smiled a bright toothy grin. “Only you can take a vacation and come back super charged to work.” He let out a laugh. I shook my head at him. “Ah come on. I haven’t been doing this long enough to get burnt out or gone long enough to feel as though it’s the first time.” “Let’s go do this then.” He grabbed my hand and led me out of the room to the back stage waiting area.

  Our show tonight was on point. I think the few days away from everything did us all some good. The energy was high and Nik was even able to pick up some of the heavy loads. I was so stoked to see him making strides in his recovery. I could tell that Nik was happy about it as well, he had this glow about him that radiated and sucked you in to his gravity. Music and this band were everything to my brother. It was the blood that pumped through his body and the light that radiated through his soul. If he didn’t have music he wouldn’t be who he was. He wouldn’t be anything.

  I didn’t get a chance to talk to Tosha after he had taken me to my dressing room before the show. Damon had lead me back to the room after our set. I gave Damon a quick hug before closing my door and heading to the shower. Instead of wondering out to the lounge after I showered and dressed I picked up my phone and went back to working on my lyrics. I don’t know how long I sat there. I had several good pieces together that I wanted to work on and add music to when Damon came to my room to get me. “Dude, I can’t believe you actually stayed in your room for once.” He teased. “Hey! I actually had something to keep me occupied this time.” He shook his head and smiled. Reaching his hand out to me, he pulled me up off the couch. He tucked my arm in his and led me out of the building.

  “The guys went ahead of us. I hope you don’t mind being stuck with me as a chaperone.” I rolled my eyes and scoffed at him teasingly. “Hey, you should be so lucky as to have been stuck with my company. I heard it on great authority that I am pretty awesome to be around.” I cocked an eyebrow in challenge of my teasing, hoity comment. Damon lifted his nose in the air and cocked his head up and to the side, “I believe I am the awesome one and you should be so proud as to have me at your side.” I gave him a once over before shaking my head in condescension. “Bless your heart, Damon.” He broke out in a chortled laugh. I nudged him with my shoulder and joined in the laughter.

  Damon walked me to the waiting car. “Hey, I am going to go meet up with the guys. Are you good to get to the hotel and find your room, yourself?” sincerity in his voice. “Hey, I’m a big kid now. I got this.” I winked at him. Damon opened the door to the car and helped me in. I blew him a kiss and he shut the door, giving the roof a light smack, he stepped away, giving a brief wave as the car pulled away.

  Once I arrived at the hotel, I stopped by the front desk and grabbed my key card. I hurried up to my room ready to finish out the lyrics, or at least get them down so I could work on them farther. Walking into the room I noticed my bags sitting in the luggage rack. I half expected to see Tosha’s bags sitting there with mine. My heart ached slightly at the absence of his luggage. I know we hadn’t promised one another anything, I just thought that our time together at the island had meant something more, especially since he had made suck a big deal about making our time together public. I tried to shrug off the rejected feelings and focus on the task at hand.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Buried deep in my work I didn’t notice the sun rising, having worked through the night; my brain still running at full throttle. I hammered away at my phone, sitting in the corner of the couch curled up in a ball, my phone clutched in my hands like a life line. I looked up when I felt the couch shift. Nik sat at my feet on the couch. His face was drawn and solemn, lines of worry and sadness etched in his face. I set my phone down and crawled over to him, wrapping my arms around his neck. Nik wrapped his arms around me, scooped me up, lifting me in his arms. He carried me to the bed, where we curled up together, his arms around me. I held on to him as tears began to stream down his face. I stroked his head and squeezed him tightly to me, he squeezed me back. We lay like that for hours, in a tight embrace, neither of us talking. Nik’s tears had dried but he remained inaudible. Anguish ate at my heart, distressed at the state Nik was in and having no earthly idea as to why. I stayed hushed and held on to my brother. Silently praying for everything to be alright.

  Nik drew in a long ragged breath, his voice cracking when he spoke, “They think it’s back.” His voice barely above a whisper. Tears burned my eyes as I tried to fight them back. I held on to him even tighter, my heart breaking in my chest, forcing air into my lungs. “We got this!” My voice barely audible, I refused to let cancer take my brother. His arms clutched me to him. Our bodies gently rocking together as we grieved. My eyes were closed, my head pressed against Nik’s chest, his head resting atop mine. I felt the bed dip and arms come around me from behind, hands reaching out to me from across Nik’s body. We were shrouded in a cocoon of love. The guys had joined us; it was one big puppy pile. The tears I had been holding broke through. I don’t know how long we lay like that, a pile of arms, legs, broken hearts and sadness. My heart ached, my mind was numb.

  Fin
ally Nik stirred causing all of us to break apart, though I was reluctant to let go. Tosha held on to me, refusing to remove his self from my body. My heart melted slightly at his show of love and support. My lips curved up slightly. “Okay, so we have a show to do tomorrow down in Phoenix, I suggest we order some food and hear what Tink has been working on.” A tight smile formed across Nik’s face as he tried to take the focus off the situation at hand. Everyone murmured their agreeance. Ivan grabbed his phone and began ordering room service for everyone.

  We sat around on the floor, legs crossed, as we ate and went over the lyrics I had written. I told the guys my ideas about a few of the songs I liked best. We played around and came to an agreement on a lot of things. We joked and laughed like nothing was going on, though the heaviness of the situation still lingered in the room. The guys and I decided on a few songs we wanted to put music to and they ran and got their guitars, we went over some acoustical renditions, all of us giving our input on what we liked, what we wanted to change. We were always so in sync; it made making music easy and enjoyable. This is how we had always bonded. This was the glue that not only held us together as a family but would now be the glue to hold us together as we fought for Nik.