MILES OF PLEASURE
by
STEPHANIE NICOLE
OTHER BOOKS
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Miles of Pleasure. 1st Edition Copyright © Stephanie Nicole Publishing 2013. All Rights Reserved.
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This book is a work of fiction. References to real people, events, establishments, organizations, or locations are intended only to provide a sense of authenticity, and are used fictitiously. All other characters, and all incidents and dialogue, are drawn from the author's imagination and are not to be construed as real. No part of this document may be reproduced or transmitted in any form, either by electronic or mechanical means including information storage and retrieval systems without the prior written permission of the publisher. The only exception is for a reviewer who may quote brief passages in the review. This publication is presented to you for informational purposes only and is not a substitution for any professional advice.
Table of Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
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Chapter 1
Look at him standing over there surrounded by all those women...acting all smug and showing off his chiseled body! He thinks he's Mister Perfect, and those women do nothing but feed his over-inflated ego, like it's not big enough already.
Even the guys worship him. Why? What is so great about Ashton Hunter? Sure, he sings pretty well, but there are plenty of good singers out there. Me? I'd take a drummer over a singer any day.
"Watching me again Kaylee?" Ashton asked, as he brushed past Kaylee, bumping his shoulder into hers. If she had been paying attention, she never would have let him get that close to her. Ashton always managed to inflict some sort of bodily harm when he got within two feet of her.
"Don't talk to me," she snapped.
"You sure you're 21? You act like a little baby."
Kaylee clenched her fists and glared at his back as he walked away. That boy was so infuriating! Of all the guys that her brother could have picked to be the singer in his band Miles of Pleasure, why did he have to choose Ashton? He just loved to pick on Kaylee any time he could. It was like a sport to him, to see how far he could push her.
No matter how strong Kaylee was, he always got to her. Any time someone else gave her shit, she could give it back to them two-fold. But when it came to Ashton, he seemed to get the best of her every time. Sure, she was able to come up with a few witty comebacks, but she always thought of them long after the fact. More often than not, she was at a loss for words.
Kaylee Miles was rarely tongue-tied or upset. She was always laid back and easygoing, usually getting along well with everyone - except Ashton, of course. She had friends far and wide, all of whom were drawn by her loyalty and openness. She made friends everywhere she went, even if she was in town only for the day when the band was touring.
She went everywhere with the band. Her brother Noah had started Miles of Pleasure about four years ago, and over the past year their popularity had grown immensely. Everywhere they went, they were recognized, either from the magazines and TV shows that had done features on them, or just on the virtues of their music itself.
Not only did they perform in the cities on thetour, but they also did a lot of publicity at each stop. Since the band was always so busy, Kaylee helped her brother by being hisPersonal Assistant. Noah didn't exactly need a full-time PA, but he and his sister were so close that he used it as an excuse to keep her around. Neither one of them had been very close to their parents, and had learned to rely on each other at an early age.
Most young men on the road might hate having their sister hanging around, but it never bothered Noah. He never felt that having his little sister around all the time was cramping his style with the ladies. Kaylee was a lot of fun, and never looked down on him for the choices he made when it came to female companionship.
But when the tables were turned, it was a different story. Noah was very protective when it came to guys wanting to be with his little sister.
"Breathe, Kaylee." Noah laughed as he walked up to his sister and put his hands on her shoulders. He found the bickering between his sister and Ashton funny, for the most part. But sometimes they got carried away, and Kaylee wound up with that stormy look on her face, and that annoyed the hell out of Noah.
"Come on, the bus is leaving soon," he said.
Soon after, the whole band was on the bus. They left the thruway rest stop and set back out on the road. Ashton and Colton, the bass player, were in the back of the bus playing a video game on the Xbox, while Kaylee, Noah, and Jayden, the drummer, sat up front playing cards.
The card players were having a great time, laughing and hollering as each hand came to an end. They were betting with pretzel sticks, and at the end of the night - just like most nights -- Kaylee was the one with all the pretzel sticks. She could bluff better than either of the guys, and in the end, that's what won her all the loot.
"Well, guys, it's been fun taking all your pretzels, but it's time for me to hit the sheets." Kaylee yawned as she got up from the table. They all said their goodnights as she walked toward the bunks. She grabbed her pajamas off the bed and disappeared into the bathroom. She reappeared a few short minutes later, then hopped up into her top bunk and closed the privacy panel.
Ashton was getting bored playing video games, so he went up front to see what the others were doing. "Game over so soon?" he asked.
"Yeah, we lost it all man, we're broke," Jayden told him.
"Must have been a big loss, huh? Those pretzel sticks, what're you going to do without them?" Ashton laughed. "So where's the princess?"
"She went to bed for the night. We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow with all the interviews and the concert," Noah said.
Ashton nodded and went toward the back of the bus. He slowly, quietly slid open the partition of Kaylee's bunk. She was already sleeping peacefully, and this invoked an evil smile. He lowered his head so that his mouth was right near her face and took a deep breath.
"Whatcha doing Kaylee?" he asked, and definitely not in a whisper.
Kaylee shot up out of a deep sleep when she heard the words in her ear. She banged her head on the top of the bunk.
"Owww," she wailed.
Ashton closed the partition and laughed as he walked away, feeling completely re-energized. He lived to torment Kaylee.
The next morning, they arrived in the city and had three different appearances to handle before they performed later that night. At the first publicity event, a morning radio show, the two female deejays were really looking forward to getting Miles of Pleasure into the studio to grill them.
"Good morning, guys. It's great to finally meet you in person. I'm a big fan of your work, and can't wait to hear you live tonight," the tall blonde woman gushed.
"Excuse her, she turns into a total groupie with the younger males," her re
dheaded counterpart quipped.
The guys all laughed, and Ashton wagged his eyebrows at the blonde.
"So, Miles of Pleasure is really coming into its own. You've had some songs top the charts, and you've done a couple of videos. How's it feel?" the blonde asked.
"It's great. It's so much better than we ever expected or imagined. We have really cool fans who we want to thank for supporting us from the beginning. We couldn't do it without them," Noah said.
"And with all the success, you've been getting a lot more press lately. I've heard some stories about Mr. Hunter. Is it true that you're a wild man and you can't keep your hands off the ladies?" the redhead asked.
"Well, I don't like to brag, but..." Ashton winked at the deejays.
"We're trying to get him trained, but the zookeeper has his hands full," Jayden joked.
The interview went on to talk about the band's music, while Ashton and the blonde made eyes at each other. When the chat session ended, the band hugged the women before leaving.
Ashton left with more than a hug though. He got the blonde's number and a groped member, just a little preview of what was to come later in the night.
Chapter 2
"Dude! That was so fucking awesome!" Jayden yelled as he ran back into the dressing room. He felt like he was on a high.
"Another sold out crowd, boys! Great job tonight. You were all dead on and it seriously rocked," Kaylee congratulated them. She gave each one a hug and kiss, stopping when she got to Ashton, and opted to give him a friendly punch on the arm instead of the affection she had showered on everyone else.
Ashton rolled his eyes, and yelled to the bodyguard at the door. "Let the 'hos in, man!"
Kaylee shook her head. No matter how many times she had seen him act like this, she never thought she'd be completely comfortable with it. He was such a man-whore.
In a flash, hordes of people flooded the dressing room. Most were women, but there were a few men too. Some had won backstage passes from the radio stationcontests, while others had been handpicked from the crowd by the band members.
Kaylee hung back from the crowd for a little while, giving the fans time to meet the band members. After it seemed like everything had settled down a little, she came out from her spot in the corner and started tomingle. As usual, most of the girls were hoochies, just looking for a quick fuck from a member of the band. There were a few who seemed pretty down to earth, and some who could even form coherent sentences. Kaylee gravitated toward those women.
She was getting along great with a couple of the girls, talking about where the local hotspots were in town and where the cutest guys hung out. They were laughing and joking, drawing the attention of a couple of the men who had gotten backstage.
One in particular seemed to take a strong interest in Kaylee. He listened to her talk for a few minutes before he stepped up and introduced himself. "Excuse me, I'm sorry for interrupting, but I wanted to introduce myself. My name's Brandon," he said, holding out his hand.
Kaylee smiled. Hmm...Good looks and charm. It seemed there was plenty of intelligence too. Nice!
"Kaylee," she said. She shook his hand, gazing into his crystal-clear green eyes.
Brandon didn't miss the suggestion in her eyes. He felt a slight stirring below the belt, and it seemed as though the temperature in the room shot up about 20degreeshotter than it already was. "Um, can I get you something to drink?" he asked, his voice cracking with sudden nervousness.
Kaylee nodded. "Sure, go tell my brother to mix me up a 'Kaylee Special'," she said and pointed to Noah.
Brandon looked over to where she was pointing. There were five or six women surrounding one of the guys from the band. He didn't see any other guys in that general area. "Which one are you pointing at?"
"Noah," she answered, as if it was no big deal.
Brandon nodded, suddenly even more nervous. He weaved through the clusters of people until he finally reached his destination. "Excuse me," he interjected into the conversation, or lack thereof. Noah looked up at him from the bar stool he was sitting on. "Uh, Kaylee asked if you could make her a 'Kaylee Special'."
Noah looked the man over. Definitely his sister's type. He got up from the stool and grabbed a few liquor bottles. "So, you're trying to get with my sister?"
Brandon didn't know what to say. "Nah, man," he said nervously. Noah gave him a look that said not to bullshit a bullshitter. Brandon tried another direction.
"Your sister's a knockout," he said honestly. "She looked like she was having a lot of fun. I wouldn't mind getting to know her, and it'd be cool to hang out with her."
Noah sized him up again as he mixed together some fruity concoction. "Hurt her and die," he said, ever so friendly. He handed over the drink, and went back to the groupies who had been drooling all over him.
Brandon scratched his head at the weird exchange and stood there for a moment, contemplating, before he headed back to Kaylee. She gratefully accepted the drink from him and moved over on the couch so that he could sit next to her. They talked quietly, getting to know each other. When Kaylee's glass was empty, she pulled him off the couch and led him back to her brother.
"What is that stuff, by the way?" Brandon asked.
"Technically, it's a 'Sex on the Beach', but my brother hates it when I call it that," she laughed. She looked at her brother, held up her empty glass, and shook it at him.
Noah laughed and got up to make her another drink. As he mixed it, he made conversation with his sister and Brandon. He found out that Brandon was a new writer from The Hits magazine, and that he was doing a piece about bands on the rise. It was his first big article for the magazine, and they were giving him free reign on the topic as a trial of sorts.
"So you chose us for the article?" Noah asked.
"Well, there are two other bands that I'm including, but the main focus is on you. I can't believe your publicist didn't tell you about it," Brandon said.
"Maybe we were told," Brandon said. "Things move so fast out here..."
Brandon nodded. "I understand that. So...I guess you don't know that I'll be traveling with you to a few cities ?" He sounded sheepish, like a boy who had just got caught doing something wrong.
"Nope, definitely hadn't heard that one," Noah told him. He looked questioningly at Kaylee. She shook her head to let him know that she hadn't heard anything either.
"Don't worry; I'm riding on the other bus most of the time. I believe my bunk is between the manager and the publicist, if you ever need to find me," he joked, as he started to feel more comfortable with them. "I'll only be on your bus now and then to get some material to write about."
Noah shrugged, not really caring. Brandon seemed like a pretty cool guy. Kaylee, on the other hand, was all smiles.
"Maybe I should take you out to the bus now, and show you around before the guys get back there. They can be a little overzealous when they get on the bus after a show," Kaylee suggested, enjoying the excuse to get Brandon alone. She led Brandon out of the dressing room and headed toward the bus, not realizing that she had a spectator watching her every move. The person watching rolled his eyes and went to talk to Kaylee's brother.
"Dude, who was that douche bag your sister just left with?" Ashton growled at Noah.
"Oh, that's Brandon, he's a pretty cool guy," Noah told him, then explained what Brandon was there to do. The scowl never left Ashton's face. Noah finally stopped talking and crossed his arms, staring down his bandmate.
"You know man, if someone didn't know how much you and Kaylee hated each other, they'd think you were a little jealous that she just left with another guy," he said.
Ashton immediately went on the defensive. "What? You're crazy. What would I have to be jealous about?" he demanded. "Why would I want your virgin sister when I just screwed this city's hottest deejay in the bathroom half an hour ago, and got the best blow job from some redhead in the closet right after that?"
"I'm just saying..." Noah started, but was interrupted.
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"You know what? Never mind! I'm going back to the bus. It's time to blow this place anyway." Ashton stormed out of the dressing room. Noah stared at the place Ashton had been, then shook his head and laughed.
"I'll be damned," he said, chuckling.
Ashton ran onto the bus, hoping to break up whatever moment was being shared between Kaylee and Brandon, but was surprised to find Kaylee alone. She was sitting in her robe, on the couch, flipping through a magazine.
"Hey," he said, getting her attention.
"Hey. Great show tonight," Kaylee said nervously. She didn't know how to talk to him civilly. Most of the time they were around each other they were fighting. If they weren't fighting, then they just weren't speaking. She didn't know how to have a normal conversation with him.
"Thanks. It was a blast out there tonight. It's always better when the crowd is totally into it," he sighed, sitting down next to her. The relief coursed through him. He wasn't jealous - of course he wasn't! - but at the same time, he was glad to see she was by herself. Maybe he just wanted to talk to her. Just as his mouth opened to say something else, the bathroom door opened.
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