by K E Osborn
“Did it work?”
“Maybe a little,” I reply honestly, as I look over toward Colt who’s chatting away with Brad.
“Listen, Jarred will say anything to get girls into bed with him. He’s a Colter wannabe, so honestly don’t listen to anything he has to say. He’s tried it on with all of us, even me,” Anna says making me half-smile. “Hey, Colt is into you. Don’t let any thoughts Jarred has put into your brain fester. That’s what he counts on, that you’ll leave Colt for him. Don’t let him win, Lia. Stay as far away from Jarred Coslecki as you can. He’s pure evil, Lia,” Anna responds making Johnny laugh.
“It’s not funny Johnny, remember he made me think that you were sleeping around behind my back. And even though I knew you weren’t, it still planted that seed of doubt in my brain and we nearly split up because of it.”
“It’s funny ‘cause it’s true,” Johnny replies. “Coslecki is pure evil. I don’t even know why Colt insists on Dragon’s Lair being our support band anyway. I know he’s chummy with Brad, but still he knows how slimy Jarred can be.”
“He really gives me the creeps,” I affirm as Johnny chuckles.
“Hey, I’m a twenty-nine year old bassist covered in tats and he gives me the creeps too. So, don’t worry you’re not alone,” Johnny says.
A lady with a clipboard comes in and the boys from Dragon’s Lair seem to know that that’s their cue to go on stage. They all say their goodbyes to Hux and Colt and then leave for their pre-concert, concert. Colt walks over and wraps his arm around my waist pulling me to him.
“Hey beautiful, where’d you run off to?” Colt asks.
“She was sidelined by Coslecki,” Johnny replies before I can speak.
Colt exhales loudly. “What exactly did he say?” he asks sounding like he already knows the answer.
“Not much,” I reply and cuddle into his chest.
“He was doing his usual speech... He’ll cheat behind your back... You deserve someone better... Blah, blah, bullshit... the stupid fucking twat,” Anna says.
Colt looks at me and frowns. “You didn’t believe any of the shit he says, yeah?” I smile and exhale then shake my head. “That’s my girl, he’s such a dick. I don’t know why Brad puts up with him.”
“Coslecki is his cousin dude. It’d be like you kicking Hux out of the band,” Johnny replies.
“Yeah, guess you’re right. Lia, I don’t want you anywhere near Coslecki, okay? He’s bad news and I wouldn’t put it past him to hurt you, so please just stay away,” Colt says while looking down at me with a stern look on his face. I smile and cuddle into him again and he holds onto me tightly. To be honest I don’t know how I feel right now. I know that Jarred was just trying to stir things up, but I can’t help but think maybe there’s some truth to what he’s saying and that he has a point.
What happens if I’m just the flavor of the month and when Colt’s had his fill then I’m just tossed aside?
I know how badly I took it when Joseph tossed me out, and to be honest now that I look back I don’t think I was ever in love with him. Not that I’m in love with Colt. Seriously we’ve only known each other for like a week, but with Colt I’ve felt more alive and more myself than I have my entire life. I don’t know how I’d feel if I had to throw it all away. Even thinking about leaving Colt and going back to England is making me feel nauseous.
“Hey, you okay?” Colt asks looking at me.
I exhale and nod. “Yeah, I’m okay, I guess Jarred rattled me a little.”
“Hey, remember he’s trying to do exactly that, so don’t let it work. Remember it’s just you and me, baby. You’re mine and I’m yours. Completely,” he reiterates, then leans down to kiss me. His soft lips graze mine and that familiar fire burns deep down inside me. I’m sure I can’t be the only one feeling this, surely Colt feels it to? His tongue slowly enters my mouth and I tighten my grip around him. I feel him smile through the kiss.
“Get a room,” Dingo yells out as everyone else in the room laughs.
I giggle and part my lips from Colts. He looks down at me and for a brief moment I feel a strong connection to him as he stares into my eyes. It’s like he’s silently telling me that everything’s going to be okay. And in this moment I believe him.
The guys, Sia, Anna and I are all hanging out in the Slayed dressing room waiting for Dragon’s Lair to finish their set. The crowd is going mental and I can see the guys getting amped up. Anna and Johnny are still cuddled up on the lounge, I love, how in love they are. Dingo and Sia are by the fridge drinking beer and Colt and I are on another lounge. He’s sitting, while I lay down and he’s rubbing my feet. I’m so relaxed, I could almost fall asleep. He really does have magical hands. He moves one hand up to the rip in my jeans and assesses the healing cuts from my first concert in London, where the minions attacked me. He gently leans down and kisses my knee. I look up and smile at him, this moment couldn’t be more perfect.
“For fuck’s sake, don’t bother coming if you can’t be here on time.
“That’s it, you’re fired.
“Yes, I mean it.
“No, you get fucked you incompetent arsehole,” Huxley yells down the phone as he walks into the room disturbing my perfect moment. He hangs up the phone as we all look at him curiously.
“And who did you just fire, Hux?” Colt asks with a smirk.
“Stanley! What fucking good is an agent if he’s never here to support us?”
“Dude, you can’t fire our agent at the beginning of our world tour. Call him back I’m sure you can fix whatever it is that you’ve done,” Colt berates lifting my legs off his lap. He stands up and walks over to his brother.
“No Colt, he’s useless and we all know it. Why don’t we take up the offer from Luxley productions? They’re huge and Rob Luxley is the most well-known agent in Hollywood, man. Seriously we’re big now, but we could be huge!”
“C’mon get serious, call Stanley back,” Colt replies.
“Colt, maybe Hux is right. We all know Stanley was only in it for the money. He doesn’t even like our music, and Luxley approached us, so he’s obviously interested. Sorry Colt I’m with Hux on this one,” Johnny states. Colt exhales and looks at Dingo who shrugs and nods.
“Okay fine, but we have to get Luxley on board tomorrow or this whole tour could be fucked!”
“You made the right choice, bro,” Hux says dialing his phone and walking out of the room. Colt makes his way back over and sits down next to me.
“You okay?” I ask.
“Yeah, just worried about the tour. Without an agent, this whole thing could blow up in our faces and fall through. I guess we have Sia as our manager, but she’s overworked. If Rob Luxley doesn’t come on board I don’t know what we’ll do,” he says leaning into me. I cuddle into him and nuzzle my lips into his neck kissing him softly.
“I don’t know how I’ve been doing this without you up until now, Lia. You’re like my rock, my safe place,” he says pulling me into his lap. I smile at him and lean in kissing his lips gently.
“I wasn’t living until I met you. You’re a scary place for me, but I like it,” I whisper and he smiles.
“Okay, guys time to get ready,” the lady with the clipboard comes in again. I stand from Colt’s lap and he takes my hand. We walk to the side of the stage, where the cheering from the crowd is getting louder and louder. I look up at Colt to see him grinning from ear to ear. It makes me happy to see him so excited. I can’t help it as a surge of excitement flows through me. I get to hear Colt sing again, and I can’t wait. The other members of Slayed make their way onto the stage and the fans scream so loudly that a vibration flows through me. I look at Colt who has his eyes wide as he peeks out to look at the crowd. He turns back to me and lifts me up embracing me tightly.
“Here I go baby, this one’s for you,” he states putting my feet back to the ground and kissing me strongly. His hands move down to my arse and he squeezes both cheeks making me giggle.
“Now I
want you to stay right here, in this spot, so I can see you from the stage. I want to know where you are at all times so I don’t have to worry about anything happening to you. Okay?”
“Nothing’s going to happen to me backstage,” I reply with a wink.
“Lia, I’m deadly serious. Don’t you move from this spot. I need to be able to see you. Always. Promise me you will not move until I come off stage and get you.”
“Colt, seriously?”
“Yes, seriously, promise me, right now.” I furrow my brow and look at him. He’s being one hundred percent serious.
“Okay, I promise. I’ll be right here when you get off stage.”
He leans down and kisses me hard. His lips leave mine and he looks me in the eyes. “Okay good,” he says and looks out to the stage.
“Go get ‘em Colt,” I yell out and he kisses me quickly again before he’s led off under the stage. I watch as he disappears and Anna and Sia walk over and stand with me in the wings of the stage ready to watch. The crowd’s cheering something, but I can’t quite make out what it is.
“What are they saying?” I yell to Anna.
“Coooooolter,” she says in the same slow drawn out way that the crowd is doing it.
Oh my God, they’re calling Colt’s name. This is so exciting for me, so I can only imagine how excited he must feel. The band kicks in and the crowd goes wild. The spotlight shines on the centre of the stage and Colt rises up through it. I can’t help it as a little excited squeal escapes my mouth. Anna and Sia laugh at me as I let go and laugh at myself. I’m excited, this world is exciting and I love every minute of it. I look over at Colt who’s ripping it out on his guitar for the intro to the first song of the night. He looks over straight at me and gestures a kiss.
“Hello, New York City. I’m Colt and this is my band Slayed. Have you heard of us?” he asks into the microphone. The crowd cheers and stomps their feet and that vibration flows through me again.
“Well then, let’s get this mother fuckin’ party started,” he exclaims and they all cheer again as he starts the verse of his first song. I melt all over the floor as he sings, his voice deep, dark and sexy as hell, making my panties wet for him all over again.
Colt sounds amazing, and the guys are rocking the stage. This concert’s even better than the one I went to in London. I notice I’m starting to get familiar with the songs they’re playing and I love each and every one of them. I know that it must be getting close to the end of their concert as they just went back up on stage for their encore. The thing is I really need to go to the bathroom, like really have to go, but Colt made it clear that I was not to move from this spot. I decide I can’t wait any longer. Colt seems really into it and is concentrating hard on singing their song ‘Rapture’ and I know it’s their last song for the night, but I just can’t hold it any longer. I exhale and quickly make my way to the backstage bathroom. I can still hear them playing over the speakers and I try to be as quick as I can. Last thing I want is for Colt to come off stage and meltdown because I’m not there. I finish up feeling much better and wash my hands quickly drying them with some paper towel. Then I hear them finish their song.
“Crap,” I say as I throw the paper towel in the bin and start running back toward the side of the stage where I’m supposed to be. I don’t know why, but my heart is thudding in my chest. I don’t want to disappoint Colt and I want to be the first person he sees coming off stage. I run as fast as I can, but when I get closer to backstage I see Colt searching frantically for me. I stop on the spot, he’s going to be so mad. He looks up in his panic and his eyes lock with mine. I bite my bottom lip as he furrows his brows and storms toward me.
“Colt, I’m sorry. I was there for the whole concert, but I just needed a wee, badly,” I say as he reaches me. He says nothing but takes my hand, dragging me along with him while everyone stares at us.
“Colt, please. I’m sorry I know I was supposed to be there, but I swear I couldn’t hold on any longer,” I rant starting to panic, he’s walking so quickly I can barely keep up. He leads me into a small kitchen area and turns around locking the door behind him.
“Colt, I’m sorry,” I apologise as he pulls me over to the wooden kitchen table. He turns me away from him so my back is to his chest. I have no idea what he’s doing and why he won’t say anything. His hand’s resting on my back as I stand in front of the table, suddenly he pushes my back and I fall forward so my chest is now resting on the table and his hand is splayed out on my back keeping me against it.
What the hell is he doing?
“Colt, I—”
“Shh,” he says as his free hand glides down my side and around the front of my jeans. He’s leaning into me and I can feel his erection against my arse as he undoes the button and zip on my jeans. I exhale loudly as I think I know what he’s planning. My pulse quickens slightly and even though he’s being forceful with me now, I’m still highly turned on by this act of dominance. He takes his hand from my back and pulls down my jeans and panties in one swift motion. He places his knee between my legs and pushes my legs apart roughly. I go to lean back up, but his hand is quickly on my back pushing my chest back down to the table top. I hear him unzip his jeans and then without warning he rams into me, taking my breath away. It’s almost painful, but because I’m so turned on from the concert and from how he’s treating me now, I instantly relax around him. He pushes into me deeply and exhales. His hand’s still holding me to the table as he wraps my hair in his other and pulls slightly so my head is forced back. He starts his movements quick and hard. It feels like he’s punishing me but fuck do I love it.
“Fuck Lia,” Colt says through gritted teeth as he pounds into me pulling my hair a little harder. My torso is pinned to the table and with each thrust I move up it a little higher. My legs are wobbling and I don’t know how much longer I can hold myself in this position. But the pleasure is soon building inside me. He thrusts and groans loudly and I’m sure people outside can hear us both breathing heavily and moaning. He thrusts deep and quickly, pounding me into submission as he takes what he needs from me. I can feel my insides starting to tighten and that all too familiar feeling of bliss that comes with Colt being inside me is soon on its way. Colt’s grunting with every exhale as he pounds hard into me.
“Oh, fuck, baby, take it, take all of me,” he says pounding so hard and fast I can’t keep up with him.
“Oh, yes Colt,” I murmur as my body tingles with his deep pulsating thrusts. I’m so close and I can feel him jolting inside me, he’s so close. I’m right on the edge of a major climax, my body is quivering and shuddering and my breathing is quick and shallow as I make my way to the edge.
“Don’t you dare come, Lia,” he groans out loudly and slams into me as he pulls my hair hard, but not so hard that it’s painful. “Fuck Lia, I love your tight pussy,” he says as he unloads into me so forcefully I can feel it inside. My breathing is as erratic as is his. I was so close to climax that I almost want to finish myself off. He jolts inside me a few more times and slowly let’s go of my hair. He leans over me and kisses my head that’s now leaning on the kitchen table. I can’t help but feel disappointed that I didn’t quite reach my orgasm. Maybe this was a punishment for not being there when he got off stage, it certainly feels that way. I don’t know whether I’m emotional from his punishment or from the fact that I couldn’t quite get to my orgasm in time, but either way right now I feel deflated. His hands move underneath me pulling me up from the table and against his chest. He’s holding me so tightly as his lips nuzzle into my neck. I stand against him breathing heavily and wondering what the fuck that was. He slowly pulls out of me and turns me around to face him. I feel like I want to cry, but then the anger hits.
“Lia, don’t you ever scare me like that again. Do you understand me?” he asks moving some hair behind my ear.
“Scare you? What about you scaring me? What the hell was that just then, Colt? Are you punishing me because I had to fucking piss?” I questi
on.
“You weren’t there. I was so worried I didn’t know what to think. Maybe the evil minions had gotten to you again... or worse that Coslecki had gotten to you... or even the unthinkable that you had just left me. So many things were running through my mind and all I could think about was losing you. Lia, I can’t lose you.”
“So, you felt the need to punish me?”
“It wasn’t a punishment, Lia, more of a telling off. Please if I tell you to do something just do it. But you have to admit that sex was pretty hot just then, right?” he asks sounding cocky.
I can’t help it, my cheeks burn red hot in anger. “No Colt, it was degrading. There’s no need to hold me down like that.”
“Oh, c’mon Lia, baby, you loved every second of it. You’re just pissed because I didn’t let you come.”
“You’re damn right, that was just cruel, Colt. Why do you get to be satisfied and I don’t?”
“Because, baby you did the wrong thing. But don’t worry I’ll make you scream all night long when we get back to our suite,” he adds pulling me close to him and wrapping his arms around me tightly.
I struggle against him. “Are you serious, right now? Do you hear yourself? You’re punishing me because I had to pee, Colt. Don’t you see how fucked up that is?”
He exhales and looks down at the floor. “Lia, I don’t know what I’m doing. I don’t know how to do this, and I’m trying the best way I know how. When you weren’t there I’ve never felt such a deep state of panic in my life... not ever Lia, and that scares the shit out of me. I’m trying, okay? But you and me, this thing we have is terrifying the fuck out of me and I don’t know how to deal with it. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you, I just… Oh, fuck I don’t know…” he rants as he bends down and pulls up his jeans. I bite my bottom lip and exhale as he taps my ankle for me to step into my panties and jeans. He pulls them up for me as I stand holding myself.
“Lia, say something.”
“I just… I’ve never experienced anything like that. It was new for me and even though, yes, I loved it, it was kind of degrading the way you just took me like that. It shocked me is all.”