Off Your Rocker?

by K E Osborn

  “Ahh, Colt,”

  “That’s right, baby, I want you to scream my name,” he says easing inside me half way. My head falls back against the mirror as his hard length twitches inside me. He moves his mouth to my neck and he sucks hard. My breathing is erratic as he slowly withdraws and then slowly enters again, loosening me up for him. The feeling of him inside me is immeasurable as he eases in and out slowly. He moves his mouth back to mine, our tongues intertwining as he pushes a little deeper. A tingle waves over me as he starts to move a little faster, and a lot deeper. My legs tighten around him and he groans loudly into my mouth. He pushes in fully until our hips are locked together and I jolt slightly with the fulfilling full feeling.

  He pulls his mouth from mine. “Are you okay?” he asks looking concerned.

  I catch my breath and nod with a smile and then pull his lips back to mine. He chuckles slightly, then starts to move inside me, and I mean really move. His hands grip tightly onto my bare arse cheeks as he thrusts into me forcefully. I let out a small moan at the fullness within me. He keeps his rhythm going at a quick pace, making my entire body flame with lust and a need for him I’ve never felt before. He kisses me as he moves up and in me swiftly and strongly, so powerfully I think he might split me in two.

  “Fuck Lia,” he moans into my mouth as I grab locks of his hair and pull. The friction of him sliding in and out of me, in the heat of this moment, is undeniably the best pleasure I’ve ever felt. A warm sensation develops inside me and engulfs my entire body. I start to quiver as he thrusts into me hard and fast, his hands gripping so tight on my arse that I think it’ll leave bruises. But I like it rough, I’ve never had sex like this before, but with Colt the way he’s dominating me and taking what he wants is making me as hot as hell.

  “You better come for me,” he moans into my ear as he tugs on my earlobe hard. I moan so loud that it echoes through the bathroom.

  “Oh yes,” I murmur and his lips crash back to mine. That familiar tingle shoots across my body as he plunges inside me repeatedly. I start to stiffen as my body prepares itself for another explosive orgasm. My breathing is short and sharp as he takes what he wants. I quiver all over as the explosion within hits me like a tidal wave. I jolt on him as my breathing catches and I moan his name into his mouth, as I am overcome by an enormous energy that engulfs me. I come hard and he loves it.

  “Now make me come,” he says while I quickly recover from my mind blowing orgasm. I want to please him, the way he’s pleasured me. So I start to move quicker on him, moving my hips in time with his thrusts. I dig my heels into his arse and pull him as close as he can possibly get. I hear him start to moan under his breath and I know he’s close. My muscles deep inside clench tightly making him groan and jolt into me. I know that he likes it, so I clench and release a few more times pumping him from inside me. He moans loudly as he thrusts inside me harder. He pulls my arm and grabs my wrist pushing it above my head holding it against the mirror as he quickens his pace and moans loudly into my ear. His breathing catches and he jolts in me, unloading inside me completely. He jolts a few more times and then rests his head on my shoulder and lets go of my wrist. My arms fall to his back and I hold him close as we both come down together.

  “Lia.”

  “Mmm?”

  “You’re unbelievable,” Colt says as he pulls his head from my neck then kisses my lips softly.

  “That was…” I trail off, not finding the right words.

  “I know, right?” He slowly pulls out of me. I wince from his withdrawal and unwrap my legs from around him. He bends down in the small space and picks up my jeans. I smile as he puts on one leg followed by another. I take hold of the waistband as he lifts me off the basin and down to the floor. I pull the waistband of my jeans up and slip my feet back into my converse. Colt bends down and pulls up his jeans. We have to stand so close to each other as the space in the room is miniscule. I turn to face him and he wraps his arms around my waist and I interlock my hands behind his neck. He leans down and kisses me softly.

  “That’s not how I pictured our first time, but it was way better,” he says, making me giggle.

  “You’ve been thinking about our first time?”

  He smirks. “Haven’t you?” I nod and smile as he plays with my hair straightening it out. “Sorry about that, I kinda got caught in the moment,” Colt says, confusing me.

  “Sorry about what?” I ask. He turns me around to face the mirror and pulls my hair to the side to show a bright purple love bite on my neck. I flame red instantly. I’ve never had a hickey in my life.

  “Holy shit,” I say as I move closer to the mirror to see it fully.

  “Did you just swear again?”

  I laugh. “Maybe?” I say turning back around to face him.

  “Well, you don’t want to get me all hot and bothered do you, then we’ll have to start this all over again, and trust me I can go again.”

  BANG, BANG, BANG.

  We both jump at the banging on the bathroom door.

  “C’mon guys we want to hear more,” I hear Dingo say.

  What the hell does that mean?

  I look up at Colt who’s smirking. He leans over and unlocks the bathroom door. As the door opens to Dingo, Huxley and most of the Slayettes crowded around outside the door staring at us and all cheering.

  Holy fuck!

  Colt wraps his arms around me from behind and rests his head on my shoulder as I stare at Dingo and Huxley who are both looking at me raising their eyebrows.

  “Okay guys, shows over, you can all fuck off now,” Colt says as the realization hits me. They were all there listening to Colt and I have sex for the first time.

  “Welcome to the Mile High Club bro, it’s great to have you join us,” Huxley says laughing.

  Oh my God, I’m so embarrassed right now.

  “C’mon guys,” Colt says as he starts to move forward pushing me with him.

  “No way! Those sounds you were making Lia, they were smoking hot,” Dingo says as Colt slaps him across the head. I’m completely mortified.

  “Hey, have some respect, arsehole. Now can you please let us go back to our seats,” Colt berates forcefully.

  “You’re a spoil sport, Colt,” Huxley replies.

  “Whatever.” Colt takes my hand and leads me back through the crowd to our seats at the back of the jet.

  I sober up instantly as we sit back down on our seats. I feel horrible that those morons heard something so wonderful. I bring my legs up to my chest feeling slightly emotional and very stupid for letting myself get so caught up in the moment like that. That’s not who I am. I don’t have sex on a plane with a guy I only just met a few days ago.

  What the hell is wrong with me?

  I don’t think I’ve ever been so ashamed of myself, but that’s how I feel right now, completely and utterly ashamed. Colt sits down and looks at me with his head cocked to the side and his eyes narrow.

  “Don’t worry about them, they're just being idiots,” Colt whispers as he rests his hand on my knee.

  I flinch away from him. I’m angry... at him, at me? I don’t know, I’m just plain angry.

  “Hey,” Colt exclaims sternly, making me look across at him. “What’s wrong?”

  I shake my head as a tear forms in my eye, then falls down my cheek.

  “Lia, we did nothing wrong. Please don’t let them get to you,” he pleads, resting his hand back on my knee. I sniff and wipe away a stray tear that has escaped from my eyes. “Hey, what have I said to you about all that emotional girly stuff? Here have one of these it’ll help,” he says, and then pours a glass of Jack. I roll my eyes and shake my head. “Lia, will you just talk to me?” he asks as he hands me the glass.

  “I don’t want another fucking drink, Colt,” I cry out loudly, making everyone in the jet turn to look at me. Colt puts the drink down and exhales. “That’s what got us into this mess in the first place. I met you when I was drunk, our first kiss we were drunk, now our first t
ime having sex and we’re tipsy. I let myself get swept up in you and I’m doing things I’d never normally do. This isn’t me,” I insist and wipe away another stray tear that’s running down my cheek.

  “Right! So, what happened to being spontaneous and living it up, Lia?”

  “I’m not used to this, Colt. I hardly ever drink, and I certainly don’t get it on with a man I’ve known for less than a week. I live a simple life. Yes, it may be dull and boring, but it’s what I know, and joining the mile high club is not something that I know. I just don’t know how I’m meant to fit in with you and your people.”

  “My people? What do you think we are, a bunch of heathens or something?”

  “No, you know what I mean. You can’t be restrained and normal like me. You’re a rock star so everything you do is outrageous and crazy. Nothing’s normal about you Colt.”

  He scoffs. “Right, so because I’m a rock star everything is different for me?”

  “Yeah, you know it is.”

  “What are you even talking about, Lia? What is normal anyway?”

  “Normal is not having sex for the first time in a freaking private jet, with everyone listening in.”

  “Okay, so you’re angry, at me or them?”

  “At you!” I yell taking him by surprise.

  “Right.” He huffs and stands up, shuffling past me and down a small passageway out of my sight. I exhale and rest my head on my knees as the tears start to fall. Now I’m all alone on a jet to the USA and the one person who was going to look after me, I’ve just pissed off.

  Good going Lia, well done!

  I feel a hand at my side and I look up to see Anna sitting down next to me. She smiles and hands me a tissue. “If it’s any consolation I told them all to leave you guys alone, but they never listen to me. Even Johnny was telling them all to walk away, but what can I say, they’re all arseholes.”

  I half-smile, take the tissue and wipe my eyes and then my nose.

  “What am I even doing here?” I ask Anna.

  She smiles and wraps her arm around me. “You’re here because you’re coming on an adventure with a really awesome friend, who needs your company because her husband’s on tour with a bunch of arseholes.”

  I manage a half-smile and she clasps my hand giving it a gentle squeeze. “I think I really pissed Colt off.”

  “Meh, he’s a tough nut, he’ll get over it. He’s not used to someone fighting with him. Girls throw themselves at him and he always has to push them away. He’s not used to someone thinking that he’s not right for them. Which between you and me, I think you’re perfect for him. He needs someone with a level head, which you definitely have.”

  “Not lately,” I say.

  “Well, maybe you can teach him a thing or two and he can teach you as well. You both have polar opposite personalities and you know what they say?” she says smiling at me. I furrow my brow in confusion and shake my head. “They say opposites attract, and with that in mind you and Colt are a match made in heaven. I just hope he sees what’s in front of him. The amazing and bright young woman that Johnny and I see.” I exhale and look back down the passage. I still can’t see Colt, but I decide to try and sort this out with him.

  “Thanks Anna, I really appreciate our little chat,” I say.

  She nods and then stands abruptly. “Go and find him hun, I know everything will be all right,” she states and pats me on the shoulder.

  I put my legs down from the seat and stand up wiping my eyes while Anna walks back to Johnny. I head off down the passage to find Colt. I walk past the bathroom and I touch my lips, smiling as I remember the feeling of his mouth on mine. I keep walking and notice a room, so I knock and open the door to a small office. Colt’s on a phone plugged into the wall of the jet. He looks up at me as I enter the office and his eyes bulge when he sees me.

  “Can you hold on for a sec, Sarah,” he says and then covers the receiver.

  “I’m just organizing something can we talk later?” he asks and then goes back to his conversation with Sarah, whoever the hell she is? He turns in the chair so his back is facing me.

  “Okay, so I’ll see you at midday. Yep, in the luxury suite. Thanks Sarah, can’t wait,” he says making me feel sick to my stomach. I close the door to the office and rest up against the wall. He just had sex with me for the first time in this freaking stupid jet, and now he’s arranging to meet Sarah in the luxury suite at midday.

  I fucking hate flying!

  I walk back down the passage and to my seat. I feel like my whole world is spinning out of control. How could I have been so wrong about Colt? I thought he liked me. I know I’m certainly feeling something for him. Maybe this is all just craziness from my breakup with Joseph. Maybe I really am heartbroken over him leaving me and this is all just a coping mechanism that’s failing miserably. I feel panic wash over me as I sit in the back of the jet alone watching everyone in front of me having a laugh and getting along well. I recline my seat back and lay down, letting the feeling of dejection wash over me.

  How could this get so messed up?

  I turn on my side facing the wall of the jet and softly cry as I hear footsteps behind me. I turn to look and I see Colt walking down the passage toward me. I wipe the tears from my face and go to sit up as he reaches me, but he keeps walking straight past without even looking. He walks down the front of the jet with Dingo who slaps him on the back as he sits down next to him. I think I just hit a new low. He didn’t even look at me.

  What the fuck am I doing here?

  I turn back over and lay down again and softly cry myself to sleep.

  I wake to Tamara gently nudging me. “Miss Norman, the jet is about to land. I’m sorry to wake you, but you have to bring your seat up into position,” she states with a smile. I nod and look over at Colt’s seat. He isn’t there. I sit up and gaze around the jet and everyone’s in the same seats and Colt is still sitting next to Dingo. I stretch and flatten my hair as I’m sure it looks messy. I start to feel nervous as I feel the jet start its descent. I grip onto the arm rests while my breathing quickens. I hear laughing at the front of the jet, and that makes me more nervous.

  I don’t know why, maybe they’re laughing at me?

  Oh, for God’s sake Lia, now you’re just paranoid!

  The cabin starts to shake a little and my whole body tenses. I feel the jolt of the tyres hitting the landing strip and as the jet bounces slightly I realise I’m not breathing. I exhale loudly and Anna turns to look at me. She smiles brightly and then turns back to face Johnny.

  What was that about?

  I can feel the jet slowing down as it makes its way across the private airfield. It finally stops and Tamara gives a signal a few minutes later and everyone stands up. I follow suit. They all walk toward the front exit as the doors open to the stairs leading down onto American soil.

  “U.S.A. bitches, land of the free and home of the brave. We’re gonna rock your fuckin’ socks off,” Dingo yells as he exits. Everyone laughs as I make my way down the front, alone. I see Colt walk off and Jessi is following closely behind. I hate her! They all walk toward a black stretch Hummer, it must be their choice of vehicle. I make my way down the stairs and onto safe ground. I’d get on my knees and kiss the soil I stand on if I could because I just want to be off that stupid jet.

  They’re all piling into the Hummer while I walk up to it and slowly make my way inside. I notice Colt sitting at the far end with Jessi next to him on one side and Dingo on the other. I bite my lip and sit down next to Anna as the driver shuts the door behind me. I wrap my arms around myself and look out the window while we drive along the New York Streets. I should be excited to be here, but all I can think about is home. We drive for about a half an hour when we pull into an underground parking garage for the Hyatt in New York. Everyone in the car is happy and excited to be in America while I sit in my depressed state staring out the window. The Hummer pulls up and the door opens, I hop out of the car and walk toward the elevator. I c
an hear the others following me so I push the button and wait.

  Sia wraps her arm around my waist and leans in close to me. “It’ll all be okay, Little Bean. You’re beginning to sprout, don’t stop now,” she says and then lets me go as we walk into the elevator. I exhale having no idea what she’s talking about. Huxley steps in next to me, he looks at me with a smirk and wraps his arm around my shoulder. I look up at him with my forehead crinkled in confusion.

  “If you get sick of my brother and you want a real man, my door’s always open beautiful,” he says and then his hand falls from my shoulder to my breast and he squeezes it. The doors open and I slap his hand away. He chuckles, turns and blows me a kiss then walks toward the concierge desk.

  Oh my God! Is he serious? That’s disgusting.

  I step out of the elevator and walk over to where some of the crew are standing. The elevator opens again and Colt, Jessi, Anna and Johnny walk out. I look over at Colt and he glances at me briefly, and then walks toward the reception desk and starts talking with the receptionist. She hands him a key card and he smiles at her as Dingo collects the key card to the penthouse suite. I guess Colt’s staying in a different room to us, probably with Sarah. We all head back toward the elevators and I step in, making sure I’m nowhere near Huxley. I notice Colt went into a different elevator. He must really be pissed off with me. I guess I don’t blame him. The elevator makes its way to the top floor and the doors open and we all walk out toward the penthouse suite. The other elevator chimes and I watch Colt walk out. I turn around and keep walking toward the penthouse wrapping my arms around myself for comfort and support. I suddenly feel a hand on my elbow pulling me along. I look up and see Colt who is dragging me toward a different room. I look at him in confusion as I fumble along while Anna and Johnny walk past with giant smiles.

  “Colt?”

  “Shhh, just come with me,” he says, as he turns toward a suite and opens it with his key card. I walk in with him. The suite is amazing, it’s almost like a honeymoon suite it’s so beautiful. There’s rose petals on the king sized bed and a tray with croissants and fruit, with a big bottle of champagne and two flutes on the small table. I turn around and he smiles at me.