Sing To Me: A Glory Days Production

by Hissong, Theresa

  The music starts as the opening band starts the show. Liana still looks worried and continues to grill me, "How's your breathing? You did fine drinking the water. What can I do?"

  Because the water worked so well, I said a silent thank you to the embarrassment gods that I didn't roll out into a full on attack, "I'm good. And I haven't been that winded today, the water helped."

  "The blood..." she started, but I raised a hand to stop her.

  "Happens every so often," I assured her. Liana didn't look like she believed me.

  It's true though. I have days where I can't even talk because of the damage to my voice. Talking gets tiring and my voice gets almost unrecognizable. Getting winded while talking is frustrating and I hate it. I also try everything to avoid it. I don't speak much, unless I have something good to say. I choose my words wisely.

  Drinking fluids also will cause a problem. I've had pneumonia at least twice a year since the attack because I get fluid into my lungs, and my voice box is so messed up it can't close enough to push the liquid down the right pipe. I've gotten better avoiding things like that, but all the precautions I try to keep with don't always work.

  David came flying around the corner and almost plowed into us. He froze before touching us. "Damn, why did you run off?" he growled. "Ash was about to come hunt you down." He looked down at my hand and saw the blood stained tissue.

  "We're fine, Mary just got a little choked," Liana said. I groaned because obviously she didn't see David taking in the tissue in my hand. David nodded and turned back for the booth. I tossed the evidence of my problem in the trash and followed him around the corner.

  Ash looked agitated until he made eye contact with me. He started to get up, but with a slight shake of my head, he sat back down. I smiled hoping to assure him everything was okay.

  The final fan was done and Eric and Mark blocked the band, allowing them to return back to their rooms. It was almost show time.

  Ash immediately came up and pulled me close, "Everything okay?"

  "Just got a little choked up," I used Liana's excuse.

  He kissed my cheek and motioned for David to come over, "Take the girls out and have Mark stick close. I'm going to need you before we get started, but give us a second." David moved away and stood on the other side of the hall.

  "There's a spot cleared for you and Liana stage right, by the barricades so you can watch the show. Stick close to security for me, okay?" he asked.

  "Sure thing," I rasped, then cleared my throat. It's been a long day, my voice was betraying me by taking this time to act up.

  "Are you sure you're okay, angel?" He cupped his calloused hands around my cheeks and I smiled my best "I'm great" smile and nodded.

  "Yeah," I whispered. "Been talking too much today. Don't be offended if I don't cheer you on tonight. I'll be jumping up and down, screaming your name inside." I stopped to catch my breath.

  Ash leaned in and placed a swift kiss on the corner of my mouth. I wanted to devour him, but he had to go. "Knock 'em dead out there."

  "See you," he said before heading toward his band mates.

  David took us out to our spot by the stage. Where we were at, we'd be able to see the guys walk up the steps to the stage. Mark was there blocking a spot for us to stand. Liana and I pressed our bodies against the silver barricades. The lights went down and I could barely see three pair of legs making their way to the stage. A black curtain had been hung up covering their entrance.

  With a loud bang, the curtain dropped and Ash Martin was flung up from a trapped door in the floor. People screamed and I almost fainted.

  Ash Martin, the rock star, started singing a song from long ago.

  Ash

  Everybody shake,

  Everybody groove,

  Everybody shake,

  Mmm mmm ohh ohh!

  Mary, Mary your on my mind,

  The folks are gone and the place'll be mine,

  Oh, Mary, Mary wanna be with you,

  And this is what I'm gonna do,

  I gonna put a call to you,

  Coz' I feel good tonight,

  And everything's gonna be right, right, yeah

  I didn't know how this song would be perceived by Mary Montclair, but when I rang out the first Mary, Mary, she froze her eyes wide. It was an old INXS song and I thought I'd really fucked up, but half a beat later, she threw her hands in the air at started shaking her perfect little ass and that just pushed me on.

  Thankfully the guys let me break from the playlist and add this song to our lineup. Of course, I was called all kinds of names. Kane told me I was pussy whipped. Gabe reminded me of all those pictures he'd showed me over the past few years and said he knew I'd hit that. Reed just laughed and said, "About damn time." Not sure what he meant by that.

  After Mary's song, we rolled right into our first hit off of this album, "Why Do You Care?. The crowd went crazy and I ate it up. The craziness that was my life never ceased to amaze me. Fans were screaming so loud that I was surprised they could hear us.

  Gabe made his way over and leaned his back against mine and played his badass riff to finish off the fourth song. The lights went down and Reed and I slipped off stage, so that Gabe and Kane could do their solos. They'd both have five minutes and then they'd duel. This gave me a few minutes to change, but tonight I felt like baring it a little for the crowd, and Mary. I pulled off my shirt while standing at the bottom of the stairs and whistled loud enough to get her attention.

  Mary looked over, her eyes going instantly dark with lust, and I gave her a wink then tossed the shirt. She caught it one handed and pressed it too her face. Fuck, now my cock did a salute of its own. I adjusted myself and looked up toward the stage. The duel was almost over.

  "You're on," Coraline said as she held a flashlight on the steps.

  "HELLO LAS VEGAS!" I screamed into the microphone, as I made my way back to center stage. The crowd went wild. "What did you think of these talented mother fuckers right here?"

  Gabe strummed his guitar twice, while Kane beat a little on his drum. People were screaming all kinds of things. Photos were being snapped and I had to look up into the stands to keep from being blinded.

  "Ok," I paused to down half a bottle of water, pouring the last of it over my head. "Here's another one of your favorites."

  I looked to Reed who strummed the first few cords on his bass. Gabe came in a few beats later then it was time for the show to get fast. We always worked them up and left them screaming for more. Some lady flashed her breast and the cameraman got them full on the huge screen behind me. Kane said, "Hell yes, baby!" into the microphone.

  A mosh pit was in full force on my left. It looked like the older crowd were rocking it on my right. People yelled and swayed to the music. Women were shouting their love for us and I ate it up. This was my life.

  Finally, we finished with our main set and stepped offstage for the three minute wait before we rushed back on stage to preform our current number one hit, "Keep It To Yourself".

  The rush and the craziness of the show had me quaking. I needed to run, or fuck. One look at Mary standing to my right had my dick stirring in my leathers. I just needed to finish this song then we could go party in the room and I could spend some time alone with my angel.

  With the last note sang, I ran offstage and stood at the door to that led out to the arena. Seconds passed before Mark, Liana and Mary stepped through. She lunged at me and I caught her in midair wrapping her legs around my waist. She squealed when I laid my sweaty head between her exposed breasts in that low cut top of hers.

  "Ash!" she laughed.

  "What?" I asked innocently. She didn't seem to mind, because she pulled me closed and kissed me directly on the lips.

  "You guys did so freaking good!" She giggled some more as I took her back to the dressing rooms to get my stuff and I only put her down because she forced me too.

  Her tight ass wiggled in my hands. I squeezed them a little before I gave up and let her dow
n. Even her ass fit to my palms. My cock rose to full attention, and I didn't care. This woman was my muse. I could write a million number one hits about her.

  "Did you like your song?" I asked while picking up my duffle bag.

  "Of course I did," she rasped. Her voice was off. I didn't like it. "Thank you."

  "Welcome," I replied. "Come on, I need a shower."

  Eric was waiting for us at the elevator we used to get to the penthouse. Mary walked beside me. I saw that she had my shirt tucked into the side of her pants. It looked so good there, like it belonged.

  On the ride up, I noticed how she'd rub her throat when she swallowed and I figured she'd done too much talking for the night, which was fine with me, because talking was sometimes overrated. I could think of many things we could do without talking. All involved Mary. Naked.

  Chapter 5

  Mary

  I was suddenly thrust up into Ash Miller's arms. He held onto my ass again and forced me to wrap my legs around his waist. Hot lips descended on mine and I was assaulted by the smell of his natural musk and sweat. Instead of repulsing, it made me cling to him even more. This was a smell I could get lost in.

  He was still shirtless and I don't know if I would be able to give him back his shirt if he asked. I traced the muscles in his back as he slid one hand up to cup the back of my neck, holding me in place. I moaned slightly at his possessiveness, but stopped short when I realized that Eric was in the elevator with us. He didn't seem to notice us. His security training must of taught him to ignore things like this.

  The ride up was short, or maybe it was long, I didn't really care. With Ash's tongue exploring my own, I lost track of time. I was so lost in what was going on that I'd didn't pay much attention to my surroundings. Ash was just that distracting.

  The elevator dinged and he walked forward, not letting me go. We were in his room in no time. Only then did he stop kissing me, "We need to shower."

  My shirt came off and he looked down at my breasts whispering, "Beautiful." How could I not be flattered? With one hand he unhooked it and I let the frilly lace fall to the floor. My nipples beaded almost instantly. Ash took one taut nipple into his mouth and tugged. I used my heels to pull his body closer to my sex. I wanted to purr when I felt his cock, hard and straining against his leather pants.

  "You taste like me," he whispered as he moved to the other one.

  "Yes," I hissed as he circled the nipple he was worshiping with his huge calloused hand. "Ash, please." I'd beg harder if he didn't do something soon. My patients were wearing thin.

  He walked me over to the shower and reached in to turn it on. My back met the wall and he used that to hold me so that he could use his hands to unbutton his own pants. I immediately reached for his fly, but he grasped my hands and pushed them above my head. They landed with a hard thump against the wall.

  I whimpered and he rewarded me with a kiss that made my toes burn. Ash had me on my feet next and knelt down to remove my shoes, then he worked on my pants. I was naked and bared for him to see within seconds. He sat back on his heels and looked up at me, like I was a goddess and he was there to serve me personally.

  "Tell me you want this," he pleaded. "Tell me you'll be with me."

  "I'm yours, Ash Martin." He shed his pants and I got my first glimpse of him fully nude. My knees threaten to buckle. His cock shot forward, huge and straining like it was calling me to come home. I stepped forward and took his mouth with mine. Kissing him was the only thing keeping me from taking over and pulling him to my sex.

  He urged me into the shower and I giggled when the spray hit my back. It was still a little cool. Ash turned me away protectively and adjusted the temperature. He set me on my feet and pushed my head back under the stream of water, "Is this okay?" he continued on my nod. He worked the lather through my hair, all the while kissing my neck, the top of my shoulder, my jaw and my lips. I was completely soaked and that didn't include the water from the shower.

  After a rinse, he continued to pamper me. The soap that lathered up on my skin felt slick as he ran his hands all over my body. When he reached between my legs, my eyes rolled and I rested my forehead on his chest, my breathing picked up and I almost came.

  Ash wouldn't let me wash him. He continued kissing me while he took care of himself. I wanted to bathe him as well, but he was having none of that. The shower was shut off and a towel wrapped around my body. A seperate towel rubbed through my hair.

  When Ash was satisfied I was dry, he picked me up again and tossed me on the bed. He stood there taking in my body, I felt like I was on display. Shortly after he said, "I have to taste you."

  He crawled slowly up the bed. Starting at my ankles, he kissed his way to my core. I jumped as if I was shocked as he placed a kiss on my soaked sex. "Oh," I moaned as he drug the flat of his tongue up the slit.

  "So sweet," he breathed before taking control. Oh, God! I liked his control. His hands pushed my thighs open; the outside of my knees hit the bed to accommodate his broad shoulders. I ran my hands through his hair and when he moaned into my sex, I exploded. Sparks filled my vision as I begged him to take me. My womb clamped down on its emptiness and I wanted to cry. I needed him.

  "Please Ash," I begged. "Take me."

  "Are you ready for me angel?" he asked, but was already aligning himself with me. "Please tell me you're protected?" Birth control? Yes...Yes...birth control, I was on that. I couldn't concentrate.

  "I am," was all I was able to say before he pushed into me. His cock was so big that he had to pause halfway inside to wait for me to adjust. His eyes closed and he leaned his head down on my stomach, his breath heaving in and out.

  "Angel, you're so tight." He moved inside a little more, but once he was seated deeply, I knew he was perfect for me. Ash Miller filled me in every way.

  "Been a long time," I admitted, still panting. "Please Ash, I need you to move."

  He pulled a piece of hair off my cheek and smiled, "Patience Ms. Montclair." Even though he told me to be patient, he began thrusting. Oh boy, he knew what he was doing.

  One hand reached around my hip and clamped onto my ass, lifting me a little so that he could seat himself deeper inside; if that were even possible. He's more handsome than anything I've ever seen. His face taut with need and his beautiful emerald eyes darkened as his nostrils flare. My body was imprisoned carefully in his arms. All I can do is to cry out for him to take me harder.

  When he pulled away and flipped me over, my blood started to boil. My knees were jerked up and he entered me from behind. His strong hands clamp down on my hips and he used them to pull me further down on his cock.

  One hand moved and suddenly I felt him drag it through the wetness at my core. He moves it up to rub around my ass; I tighten down on him and moan at the sensations. He pushes his thumb inside and growls. "You like that don't you, my angel?"

  "Y..yes," I stutter, bumps raise on my skin.

  "Not yet, Mary," he paused to push a little further inside. "I will own every inch of you. When I get you prepared, you will take me in this tight little ass of yours."

  He shuddered and groaned. My sex clenched down on him. He's wide and long, plowing into me over and over again. I'm out of breath, but refuse to stop him. I'm nearing my climax when he stills, "Come for me. Now!" He's demanding and the moment I feel him release inside of me, I fall over the edge. I scream out his name and beg him to fuck me harder, faster. Don't stop. Please, please do not stop!

  We collapse on the sweaty sheets and he doesn't move from inside me. Ash spooned behind me, his cock finally falling away from my body. I feel the rush of fluids coat my thighs and I know at that point that I have been marked.

  Marked by a man who may have just stolen my heart.

  Ash

  She was asleep by the time I got back with a cloth to clean her up. Mary didn't even move when I cleaned between her legs. My little angel was curled up on her side in the huge bed, the sheet tucked up underneath her chin. The moments we sh
ared were to be cherished. She fit perfectly to me.

  I left her to sleep, after slipping on a pair of jeans. I went out into the main living room of the suite to find everyone gathered around the television, the volume turned up. Some action movie was playing, but no one was watching it.

  Gabe smiled and said, "Sorry." He grabbed the controller and turned down the sound. "Tried to drown out the moaning."

  "And screaming," Reed teased.

  "Very fucking funny," I said as I smacked Reed in the back of the head on the way to the refrigerator. Grabbing two bottles of water and an ice bucket, I headed back toward my angel, but was stopped by David on the way.

  "Ash," he said quietly. When I looked at him, David nodded for me to go outside the front door with him. He looked nervous, like he was about to betray someone or something. I dropped the waters and bucket by the door on my way out behind him.

  "What's wrong," I asked automatically, like I always did. It was my responsibility to take care of everything in my life. Whatever he wanted had my little box of control vibrating with worry.

  "It's Mary," he paused. "I've known you a long time Ash, and I see how you look at her. But I feel I need to tell you something. This afternoon when she ran off with Liana; I found them talking around the corner and Mary looked bad, pale. She was drinking some water and Liana was checking over her like she'd been sick. Ash...she was holding a tissue in her hand that was bloody and she was coughing a little. Now, I've been around this business long enough to know that is not good. Please don't tell her that I told you. I really like her and I don't want her to have a reason not to trust me."

  Frozen...I stood there frozen. A million things raced through my mind. Coughing up blood with a throat injury was bad. Coughing up blood with an old injury concerned me. She needed a doctor, but how could I get her to one without tipping her off about David? Not going to happen.