Rock Fever

by Theresa Hodge

  I felt really exhausted after a long day at the office. I avoided Penny, Edel, and Tom all day as they kept asking me questions about the story. Why couldn’t they just wait for it?

  I was in the shower now, preparing for my date with Blade. I shuddered at the thought of losing my job. Surely Penny would understand if I failed to come up with something big.

  Dwelling on these thoughts was going to ruin my date with Blade, which was important for me, so I waved the wayward thoughts aside and focused on my quick shower.

  The hot water felt great on my body, and the jasmine-scented body wash helped ease my tensed-up nerves into a relaxed state.

  I hummed Illicit while enjoying my refreshing shower, reveling in the sweetness of the melody all over again.

  “Baby…this love is fuckin’ illicit.”

  The water turned cooler as it drenched my skin, softened it, making me feel better. I loved the scent of the jasmine shampoo that I had gotten for my hair. I felt a little bit excited as I thought about the date now.

  I had not seen Blade for well over a week now and I was eager to see him face to face again, to know how he had fared without me. I realized I had missed him also—somehow Blade had gotten under my skin. Maybe, just maybe, he’d missed seeing me as much as I’d missed him.

  Fifteen minutes later, I was done with my shower. I dried my body with my big fluffy pink towel and grabbed my hairdryer. I applied coconut oil and my favorite hair cream before styling it. I let it fall naturally around my shoulders. I was going to be simple tonight.

  I moved to my closet and took out a black and yellow multi-toned dress which complemented my deep-brown shade. It stopped just above my knees; it wasn’t too revealing or suggestive, but it was still beautiful. I matched it with a black pair of sandals and a black purse.

  I glanced at myself in the mirror as I applied a tinted shade of lip gloss. I was not in the mood for heavy makeup. I grabbed my perfume and sprayed a dab on my neckline and my wrist before grabbing my keys, cell phone, and handbag, then rushed out of the apartment just as my phone beeped.

  I knew that had to be Blade texting me since I was thirty minutes late for our meetup.

  When I slid into the car, I checked the message. He had just sent a reminder of the date venue. It was the five-star hotel, Santa Clova…

  Getting there didn’t take me but thirty minutes tops.

  I felt more nervous by the minute as I drove into the hotel parking lot. I sat for ten minutes feeling jittery.

  What if I was making a big mistake? What if I just turned around and returned home?

  I had a feeling I was complicating things for myself and my job but I pushed it aside.

  “I can do this.” I drew in a deep breath, one that reached my lungs. I clasped my hands together as they were shaking.

  “Okay, Blade, I adore you, and I want the best for this relationship, but you need to reconsider a lot of things.” I practiced what I was going to say to him.

  I felt confident afterward. This was going to work out.

  ***

  It wasn’t hard to locate Blade as I stepped into the hotel’s lounge. He had carved a niche all for himself. He wore ripped jeans, a tee-shirt, and a leather jacket. Blade was looking solemn but as gorgeous as ever.

  “Kira.” He rose to his feet the minute the hostess showed me towards his table.

  “Good evening, Blade.” My heart was pounding fast. I looked into his broody eyes.

  He seemed so harmless, so vulnerable, yet tough to deal with.

  “I got this.” Blade glanced at the waiter. “Let’s sit please.” He then glanced my way then came around the table, pulled a chair out for me, and urged me to sit.

  “Your waiter will be right with you.” The hostess gave us both a friendly smile before walking away.

  “I am really sorry,” Blade started as soon as we were alone. He was about to rain a heavy dose of apologies on me again, but I was not having any of that.

  “No, we’re not doing this again. I have forgiven you and forgotten all you said and did. We’re here to discuss terms for a fresh start.” I raised my hand to stop him.

  He was about to say more when a waiter strode towards our table with two glossed menus.

  “What would you like to drink, Kira?” Blade asked after we’d placed our orders.

  “White wine will be fine,” I responded and looked across the table at Blade. My breath caught in my throat from the intense way he was staring at me.

  “How about you, sir? What would you have?” The waiter turned to Blade and awaited his reply.

  “I will have white wine also,” he said.

  Once the waiter had gone, we resumed our discussion.

  “Kira…” He grabbed my hands and dropped a kiss on each of them. “I am really sorry. I don’t know why I acted as irrationally as I did last week. I just want you to know that you’re the only woman who I’ve felt this burning desire to be with on this level in ages. The rest of the women in my past were all about the sex and hanging out, but with you, this is more… I don’t know if you feel the same, but if you don’t, it will tear me to pieces. I just want to let you know that you are the most special person in my world. I want more with you. I need it. You, Kira Martin, make me a better person than I was before.”

  Tears sprang up in my eyes; I’d never heard such beautiful words.

  “I feel the same way, Blade…but you really hurt me when you called me a random girl. I forgot the way you walked out, but those words really stood out. You made me feel like trash, undeserving and unworthy of your attention and time.” I poured out my heart to him.

  “I am sorry. I would never do that to you again. Like I said before, you mean the world to me.” Blade squeezed my hands.

  “I know, but we need to talk about the excessive partying and drugs, and alcohol. I know you are a star and things happening around you can be overwhelming, but it’s not healthy for you…for us. And I want the best out of everything. I just want us to start on a clean slate. If you promise to take it slow and stop doing all the destructive things that will eventually tear us apart, then I am your woman.” I held my breath. I meant every word I had spoken to him.

  “I only do recreational drugs, Kira. But if that bothers you, I swear to God I will quit cold turkey. I’m not an addict, so it won’t be hard to do,” he added. A severe look cloaked his features, which made me believe the sincerity of his words.

  “Then we’re back together,” I announced.

  Blade couldn’t hold back his excitement. He rose to his feet and walked towards me. He pulled me from my seat and encircled me in his arms. He adored my face by peppering kisses against my lips, forehead, nose, and cheeks.

  “You’re the best, baby, you’re just the best.” He laughed.

  I laughed, too. I felt so happy and free.

  “You know what? To take this relationship to a bigger place, I want to invite you to my house,” he stated.

  “Wow…that’s big.” I was all smiles.

  For Blade to invite me into his personal, private space meant he was serious about us as a couple.

  “Once we drink to our reunion, we head there at once,” he suggested, and I wholeheartedly agreed.

  ***

  “Is this where you live?” I walked gingerly into the house.

  It was massive and heavily embellished. There were paintings all over the wall, so this revealed a little part of him—he was an art lover.

  The floor was adorned with shiny and marble tiles. The furniture was incredibly stylish and had an artistic touch.

  There was a Persian rug in the middle of the living room. It had spiral red designs with stripes of gold embedded in it. Blade’s guitar was tacked to the wall, silver albums on display.

  The living room was clean and smelled of roses. Everything was well arranged.

  I quickly moved towards one of the artworks, a painting of a woman lying in a large field of flowers.

  “You like that one?” Blade e
ncircled my belly with his strong arms.

  I swallowed and took a deep breath. “Yes.” I pulled my attention from the painting, and then he moved me towards another room, where I found a massive liquor bar. This room had a fireplace, large mahogany bookshelves filled with books, sofa, and chairs scattered throughout. “You have an impressive library, Mr. Rock Star. I didn’t know you were a book lover.”

  “I’m a lover of many things,” he cheekily replied and led me out of the room and into his picture-perfect kitchen.

  I scoffed and strolled over to the triple-door refrigerator. “Can I open it?” I asked, feeling nosy.

  “You are free to do whatever, my love. Mi casa es su casa,” he replied.

  I pulled it open, eager to see what kind of things he liked.

  “I don’t keep much. I order pizza whenever I come back home from being on the road or other takeout,” Blade explained as I gaped at the almost empty fridge.

  “Yeah, that sounds like a single guy.” I smiled and shut it. “You have a beautiful home. It’s too huge for me if I were living here alone but it’s great,” I told him.

  “Thanks.”

  “Let’s go get a drink,” he said while strolling out of the kitchen and eased over to the liquor bar. I followed slowly behind him then watched Blade pour himself a drink. I folded my arms and stared at him with suspicion. “It’s just one glass. I’ll keep to my promise.” He swallowed it up and sauntered in my direction.

  “Hmm, okay, if you say so.” I glanced at him with doubt.

  “You’re beautiful; you don’t even make too much effort. It comes naturally with you.” He strolled over and pulled me close against his chest. He stroked a hand through my thick natural hair.

  “Thank you.” I smiled and rested my head on his chest.

  I’d missed Blade; I’d missed this.

  I raised my head and looked into his vivid blue eyes. The darkness in his orbs almost consumed me. I felt like being with him; I had missed his touch, too.

  “I want to make love to you like never before.” He bit my earlobes lightly.

  My heart raced, and my belly fluttered at the thought of being loved-up tonight.

  “What are you waiting for?” I became flushed at the thought of our bodies coming together intimately.

  Blade’s hand moved across my neck, and his lips soon followed the path of his hand. I dropped my head back and closed my eyes from the pure pleasure of it all. I deeply inhaled and let my hands caress the vast expanse of Blade’s tee-shirt-covered chest. His hard, muscled body pressed against my softer one felt divine. Blade’s breath became harder as I moved my fingers down his chest. He made a guttural groaning sound and forcefully pulled me closer to him. Blade’s toned arms crept around my body and swept me into his muscular embrace and up the stairs we went.

  Butterflies fluttered deep within my belly as I sucked in a deep breath. My pussy throbbed with anticipation.

  Blade didn’t waste any time yanking my black and yellow multi-toned dress over my head. I kicked off my sandals while he unzipped his sexy ripped jeans and tore them off.

  His hungry blue gaze raked over me standing there in a hot pink lace panty and bra set.

  “Fuck, you’re damn hot, Kira.” Blade’s voice grated hoarsely, causing my nipples to stand to attention.

  Even watching him tear the tee-shirt over his head was sexy. “Kiss me,” I said when he stood before me in nothing but a navy-blue pair of Calvin Klein briefs.

  Blade stalked over to me like a feral animal with sights on its prey. His arm hooked around my waist, and he pulled me flush against his hot body. Blade slowly skimmed his tongue over my lower lip before sucking it into his mouth.

  I forged a path with my hand across his lightly hairy chest. Blade’s fingertips stroked my back just before he deftly unsnapped my bra to let my bountiful breasts bounce free.

  “Mmm,” I moaned when his other hand hooked in the waistband of my underwear.

  “Off. Now,” Blade ordered while caressing my breast.

  I nibbled on my lower lip. I took a small step away from him to wiggle off my panties and discard them.

  “It’s your turn,” I replied and allowed my eyes to rake over his impressive bulge hid behind his briefs.

  I watched him discard his briefs. I slipped two of my fingers between the slippery folds of my slit to press against my sensitive nub.

  “Oh fuck,” Blade grunted and I confronted the blazing passion that radiated from his eyes.

  I became breathless when his cock sprung free. Blade had such a beautiful cock, I thought, then I raked my gaze over his glorious, sexy body.

  Suddenly, Blade’s lips were on mine once again. We both stumbled back towards the bed. I fell backward with an oomph. Blade sprawled over me as he hovered on his elbows. Our lips and tongues never disconnected.

  “Damn, you taste good. I missed tasting your lips. Both sets,” Blade grumbled near my mouth.

  My moan agreed with him as I scraped my nails across his back, digging them into his skin to leave my mark.

  “Shit.” Blade growled and lifted his head to run his tongue up along my neckline.

  I moaned in pleasure at his hot tongue slithering over my body and his erection pressed hard on my stomach.

  Blade kissed his way down my body. Lifting one leg, he draped it over his shoulder and gazed at my wet mound.

  “Beautiful,” he murmured just before sucking my clit into his mouth. “Tasty, too,” he grunted as his hot breath brushed against my heat.

  “Oh my God, Blade,” I cried out when his hot tongue dragged along my entire slit, and he repeatedly nibbled and tasted his way from front to back.

  “Fuck me!” I begged Blade. I rode his face with my fingers combing through the silken strands of his black hair. My pants intensified, and my stomach muscles and walls clenched in euphoric pleasure at the same time.

  “Blade!” I screamed his name. I came in orgasmic intensity against his questing mouth.

  “My turn,” I gasped once the blissful waves inside my core had subsided to a slow thrum. My hands and mouth made no secret of their final destination.

  I kissed and licked all ten inches of his beautiful cock before sliding it into my mouth. The groan that purged from his throat from the satisfaction he found from my lips wrapped around his organ sent great pleasure coursing through my body. I swirled my tongue around the tip of his erection then I sucked him back into my mouth. The sweet taste of his pre-cum sent me on a pleasurable high.

  “Enough. I want to come inside you.” Blade pushed me away and urged me onto my back, and without pause, he surged deep into my core to the hilt.

  I gasped, and he groaned in pleasure. Our hips moved together as one. His teeth sunk into my throat, and I came again in a rush, my nectar sprayed and coated his shaft.

  “I’m coming, Kira.” Blade grunted and sprayed my walls with his hot seed. “I love you,” he confessed. His warm breath caressed my ear.

  “I love you, too,” I sighed, and a joyous feeling sizzled through my frame.

  Blade swept me off my feet as he drove me crazy with his tongue, his hands, and his smooth, velvety cock the whole night through.

  CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

  A Month Later…

  KIRA

  After our reconciliation, Blade had actually turned a new leaf. He was more romantic and caring, called me every day to check up on me, and he showered me with the most amazing gifts.

  But soon after, he went back to his old self.

  At first, I tried to ignore the taste of whiskey on his lips, the smell of pot on his clothes, but I was sitting inside his car with evidence, I didn’t know what to do.

  Tears slipped from the corner of my eyes. I stared at the envelope I had found over his visor. It contained a white powder which I was a hundred percent sure was coke or some other stuff.

  We had just left his house for a date in the park, but he had stopped to pick up a picnic dinner he had catered for us at an expensive re
staurant. I got curious when I saw the white edge of the envelope peeking out, and that’s when I had found it. I guessed it was true what they say: curiosity killed the cat.

  I couldn’t take this anymore. I had to confront him. I hated lies, but you lied too, my conscience screamed.

  “Blade?” I jumped out of the car when I saw him walking back to the car.

  “Baby, are you okay?” He rushed toward me with a look of concern on his face.

  I had no doubt he would be my avenging angel had I been in real trouble. But with the evidence I’d found I felt he was more like a devious liar.

  “Have you been lying to me?” I blurted out.

  I was not naïve. I knew when a person was being shady and evasive. Though I had ignored the signs at first, I was giving him time to…change, I guessed, but that didn’t seem to be working.

  “No, what’s the problem? Do you think I’m fucking around on you? I told you that you’re the only woman for me. Everyone else ceased to exist when you came into my life. I warned you: do not believe those rag tabloids,” he said and placed the large wicker picnic basket into the rear of the vehicle.

  Wait, why did he bring up cheating? Was he seeing someone else behind my back and doing drugs, too? I thought to myself but responded by saying, “You made me a promise; you are not keeping to it. You need to come clean with me right now.”

  “Look, Kira, I don’t know what you’re talking about. It would help if you were specific.” He was sounding defensive now.

  “Okay, let’s forget we had this conversation.” I wiped my eyes and returned to the car.

  Damn, Blade, he was such a terrible liar. What was I going to do? I had given my heart to this guy, hoping he would not be as dishonest as the men in my past, but he was a total asshole.

  “For fuck’s sake, Kira, if you’re angry at me, it’s only fair for you to tell me what I did to anger you,” Blade muttered. He started the car and pulled into the roadway.

  “What am I supposed to say, Blade?” I murmured.

  Indignation coursed through me. I had to stand up for myself and not let his lies fly. I was one person who couldn’t tolerate lies and deceit. I love Blade, but I was not ready to put up with his nonsense.