Xander looked down and said nothing while Kaz stood and walked over to his ex-wife. “Since you brought him on tour when he could have been safe and secure with an army of nannies in Los Angeles, what do you plan to do about his education and time out of school? He should be with children his own age and not surrounded by a bunch of misfit musicians.”
Damira glared at him with cool amber eyes. “Kaz, our son is in kindergarten not his freshman year of high school. I’ve hired nannies of course and a top of the line tutor. He will be well taken care of so you have nothing to worry about…if you’re truly that concerned at all.”
He looked around and realized Syd was no where to be found. “Where did Sydney go?” he inquired out loud. “I just saw her here and you two were talking. What the hell did you say to her?”
She crossed her slender arms against firm, medium-sized breasts. “Are you seriously going to tell me you’re crazy about that woman? It was a harmless prank set up by a band member and the supposed best friend of that bitch’s and you fell head over heels for her! What is going on with you?”
Kaz took a few steps back from his wife because he began to see red and he was close to hitting her yet again. That was the cause of all their troubles…how she pushed him and when she did, he felt like his father: completely out of control. Funny how he was most like the son of a bitch he hated more than anyone in the world.
He knew he needed to tell Syd the truth but it was just too sordid and ugly.
Everyone knew about Sydney being the last virgin in their elite American social class. Faith also considered her a best friend but also her arch-enemy and a real bitch.
“She needs to be brought down to size, Kaz.” The two of them had been in bed at the time as she busily played with his hard-on. “The plan is simple. All you have to do is fuck her, pretend you two have something else going on and then ceremoniously dump her before the tour.
“We both know Jaden will be out of it most of the time so you and I can just…pick up where we left off. Doesn’t that sound like a great plan to you? How long has it been since you’ve been with a virgin?”
He remembered shaking his head before he laughed. “A very long time and not an experience I look forward to repeating. Let me think about it and get back to you.”
They’d fucked like bunny rabbits after that and the plan was set in motion. The only snag was his feelings for Sydney ran deeper than he could have anticipated at the time and so when the time came to let her go, it wasn’t an option he wanted to contemplate.
Faith smiled and pretended to understand but beneath her friendly veneer, she was pissed at Syd and Kaz. Their arrangement was over and all the sudden, she knew much too well Syd was no longer just a fuck-toy. In fact, she never had or he would have broken her virginity on the yacht the same night of her birthday party.
“Are you listening to me?” Damira questioned in an angry tone.
“No, I’m not. I am worried about Syd. Take our son back to his suite and put him in bed. I have to find my girlfriend.”
“Girlfriend? How very senior high school of you, Kasper.”
He had grown tired of his ex-wife. Instead, he bundled her and Xander together, grabbed the card key and set off to find Syd. He couldn’t stand to be in the same elevator with her and waited until another elevator freed up.
Previously, she’d been at the West Wing Bar and that is where he hoped to find her.
Kaz knew the MGM Grand like the back of his hand and when he finally made his way down to the West Wing Bar, Sydney was no where in sight. His next stop was Centrifuge, which was also empty of her though there were plenty of people milling about. He ran into several fans who begged for his autograph and he gave it them after posing for photos. Next up came Zuri and that bar was empty of Syd too. Yet again, he ran into another group of fans who invited him out for cocktails.
These weren’t the ordinary groupie types. These were VIPs who had plenty of money and the best tickets for the show money could buy. He did his best not to concentrate on his missing girlfriend and had several ultra-expensive drinks with them before he excused himself and left for Rouge, the final place he hadn’t explored. She would have to be there.
Kaz ran into Laurel and Will instead. They were hanging out with a bunch of Abercrombie & Fitch clothed fans and having a good time but Syd wasn’t with them either.
“Have you seen my girlfriend?” he asked Laurel.
She toyed with the olive in her dirty martini. “She was down here earlier when we met up at the West Wing Bar. Haven’t seen her since though. She was pretty adamant she wanted to get back to you. What happened?”
He gave them the Cliff Notes version and Will blew out a whistle. “Try the restaurant/club, Hakkasan. Tiësto is spinning tonight and I bet you anything she’s lost herself dancing. It’s what I would do after being insulted by Damira.”
Although very much a guy’s guy, Will had soft, pretty-boy looks. “And you know women so well,” Laurel said in a voice that suggested she’d had more than her fair share to drink.
“Thanks,” Kaz replied before he quickly strolled through the casino and eventually found the five-level restaurant/club.
It would take him forever to find her but he was bound and determined. Although he should have been worried about being spotted, he couldn’t give a damn. He needed to see her just to let her know what ever Damira had said to her meant nothing and his ex-wife would no longer be a danger to their relationship.
If he’d been the least bit ambivalent about her before, his ex-wife had drove a stake through any remaining emotions he’d felt for her deep in his heart. If he could avoid her for the rest of his life he would. He planned to consult his personal domestic attorney when he got back to L.A. once the tour ended to arrange for one of Xander’s nannies to drop him off and pick him up from his residence. The less he saw of Damira, the better it would be for everyone involved.
Kaz finally found her in a sea of people dancing to a never-ending track Tiësto mixed with fevered precision. She was definitely drunk but unlike a lot of the club goers, she was still well within her limits. He stood there transfixed as she gyrated her hips and he realized she was a great dancer even though she wore a pair of four-inch heels. She was dancing alone although more than one guy tried to step in on her action. She would push them away and continue to dance by herself.
After he watched her for a while, he finally made his way through the sea of people to Syd. When he grabbed her from behind, she seemed to know it was him and threw her arms around his neck while doing an impossible dance move she must have learned in ballet. She pushed her ass against his cock and continued to move to the music.
“Come on, party girl, I think you have had enough, don’t you?” he said directly in her right ear so he wouldn’t have to shout.
Syd turned around after she unlaced her arms from his neck and grabbed his hands, pressing them against her breasts as she leaned in against him and replied directly into his left ear, “What’s your hurry? You’re a rock star and you can do anything you want. Why don’t we get a private booth and I will go down on you right here and now?”
“Stop acting like slut, Sydney. If I wanted a groupie, I would have brought one. Let’s go. I have been looking all over this goddamn hotel for you since eleven and I’m tired. It’s time to go to bed.”
Her steel-blue eyes turned into ice. “So now I am acting like a slut? Fuck you, Kasper.”
She pushed him away and stalked off in anger.
Kaz bumped into a couple of drunk guys. “What’s your problem, bitch?” one of them questioned Kaz.
“Oh, shit, you’re not Kaz Gillian from Scarlet Fever, are you?” the guy’s friend questioned.
“Dude, sorry about that—my pal and I are here with our ladies to see your concert here at the Arena.”
“No problem. It’s my fault for pissing off my lady friend. Enjoy your stay and just say you ran into me at Hakkasan. I’ll get you and your lady friends’ backsta
ge passes.”
The guy who’d insulted him bugged out. “Coolio, dude. Again, sorry about earlier. I’ve had a lot to drink and a long flight from Jersey so it was my bad.”
“Seriously, it’s no problem. I hope you all enjoy the concert.”
Kaz quickly made a beeline for the suite he and Syd shared. He knew she had gone back to their room despite her fiery temper.
He found her on the balcony smoking a cigarette and drinking a mini bottle of Dewar’s.
“Do you think you need anything else to drink?”
Syd dragged off her cigarette and exhaled before she drank what was left in the bottle.
“Okay, so are you not going to talk to me?”
She finally turned toward him as he lit a cigarette of his own and dragged hungrily on the carcinogenic smoke. “Listen, I don’t know when you got me mixed up with Faith but you can’t talk to me anyway you wish and I won’t take it from that bitch ex-wife of yours either. She talked to me like I was dog and why does everyone act like what we have isn’t real?”
Kaz was tired of all the lies but he’d already dropped a major bomb earlier that evening. Should he tell her the truth or risk someone else telling her at the worst possible moment?
It wasn’t supposed to be this difficult because he wasn’t supposed to feel so much for her. If he’d kept their relationship strictly sex-based the way it was supposed to be, he wouldn’t be dealing with this. He couldn’t go through another incident like he’d experienced with Damira. He’d vowed never to marry again and no woman would ever break that cardinal rule of his but he could see himself with Syd as long-time companions and the closest he would ever get to marriage—a long term commitment with one woman.
“Listen,” he began as he exhaled a stream of smoke from his mouth and nose, “you should know everyone treats what we have as a joke because it started off that way. Faith wanted me to break your virginity and dump you but I told you all about that. I agreed because you are a hot bitch and I didn’t expect to feel anything for you. I’m not saying I love you because I don’t even know if I am capable of loving a woman again after what I went through with Damira but I do want you in my life.”
Syd approached him and wrapped her arms around his neck. “What are you selling, Kaz? You want me to just be your companion and this is going to be something fun and exciting until it no longer is...? I can handle that and it’s cool with me but don’t play with me and don’t try to work your way into my heart either.”
“What are you talking about?”
“You know what I mean. Stop trying to involve my emotions. We’ll have an adult relationship and you can have me any way you want me but that’s all. I won’t ever love you either and this tour should be fun, not stressful. I want you to make me feel hot and bothered and make my blood boil but that is the extent of our relationship, you got it? No long term commitments or promises of forever neither one of us intend to fucking keep.”
Her eyes were glassy with intoxication but he knew her well enough to know she was deadly serious.
“Is that why you wanted to give me a blow job in a public place?”
“Why not?” Syd put her cigarette out in a glass ashtray before she strolled over to him and kissed his neck while her right hand rubbed his cock.
“What are you doing?” he questioned in an irritated voice.
“Put that ciggie out and you’ll find out.”
Kaz dragged on the cancer stick once more before he ground it out in its own ash and dropped his arms to the sides of his body in defeat..
She undid his jeans and knelt down before him though she sat on her hunches. Her hungry hands grabbed his dick which was almost rock hard. Her mouth devoured the mushroom head before she sucked hard and lapped at the tip with a hot tongue.
He inhaled deeply and tried to calm down as he grabbed the back of her neck. “You sexy little bitch. Is this what you want to do?”
“Yes, very much.” Syd slid his cock back into her mouth and swallowed him until her nose was pressed against the six-pack of his stomach. He could feel her throat relax and caress him. It was so hot and delicious, he almost passed out but he steadied his breathing.
As she withdrew his length, he stood her up, turned her around and pushed her against the wall. He pulled her jeans down and arched her back before he kneaded the cheeks of her ass and opened her up. Her pussy was soaked through and glistened with wetness but he tongued her asshole instead and she pushed her ass out toward him.
He knew she wasn’t ready for the kind of kinky sex he was into but fuck it, she said they were supposed to have fun. He liked sex in any shape or form but more often than not, it took more than vaginal intercourse to make him bust a nut. He was jaded, damaged and beyond broken; Damira had been the same way and she innately understood him and his sexual proclivities. Nothing was taboo in her book and perhaps that is why they had stayed together for as long as they had because she allowed him to do what ever he wanted to her body. He’d had his ex-wife every which way and had watched her fuck other men. It was a turn on for him.
One of his best memories was him fucking her in the ass while she gave some superstar asshole movie star a blowjob. She’d worn a blindfold and while he fucked her, he stimulated her clit and G-spot with a special toy. She must have come at least three or four times in a row and the movie star finished her off after Kaz had come. He’d watched them with a bored resignation as he smoked a cigarette and some bitch had sucked him off while all this was going on.
“Are you going to fuck me in the ass?” Syd questioned as he was forcefully dragged back to the present.
“No because it’s not that simple and you have to clean yourself out before I do that and tonight, I don’t have that kind of patience.”
Kaz arched her back and entered her dripping snatch from the back. She gasped as he fucked her hard and rough, pounding in and out of her like a well-oiled piston. She gripped the wall and squeezed her kegel muscles around his length, drawing out his thrusts in and out of her tight pussy.
This was the real reason why he couldn’t leave her. She had the tightest and juiciest pussy he’d had since he was in high school. She’d never been penetrated by another and her cunt was tailor made for his cock. He’d shaped her and her walls responded by lubricating themselves even more. The sounds of skin against skin slapping against one another was the only noise as Syd moaned softly in more of a breathy, gasping sound.
There was nothing rehearsed or fake about her reactions to him. It was all her and she realized she couldn’t scream out loud due to them being on the balcony. There were bound to be other people outside at this time of the night and so she kept her pleasure on the quiet side because she liked the whole situation of them being somewhere public but didn’t want them to be caught either.
Kaz grabbed her hair and wrapped it around his hand. Her graceful swan neck, pale with blue veins pronounced from her pleasure, made a great place for him to kiss and suck as he tried to keep quiet himself.
He moaned into her neck and as he enjoyed the pleasure he was both giving and receiving, she stopped arching her back and he slipped out of her throbbing wetness.
“What’s the matter?” he inquired with more bite than he meant to imply.
His cock ached to be inside her and she’d ended it, just like that.
“You, me—inside,” Syd panted before she hitched up her jeans, opened the sliding glass door and walked into the hotel suite.
Kaz didn’t even bother to put his dick away as he followed behind her like a lovesick puppy. He shut the glass door and strolled through the suite, following the bread crumbs which happened to be her discarded items of clothing.
He found her in the bedroom where she laid on the bed, her legs spread wide, her juicy pussy looked incredibly inviting as she massaged her clit with two selected fingers on her right hand while her left played with her rock hard nipples. The air conditioning was cranked up so high, goosebumps had spread over her creamy flesh
Kaz shed his clothes and crawled into bed next to her. “Did I give you permission to touch yourself?”
“No,” she gasped, “but I’m so hot and bothered, I couldn’t help myself.”
He grabbed her right hand, her fingers covered in her own juices and took them into his mouth where he sucked the sweet nectar off them.
Since her legs were already spread and he was too close to coming, he positioned himself so his head was between her legs. The tangent, sweet scent of her cunt had his nostrils on fire and his first thought was to lick the outer lips and tease her. She moaned out loud in response as his tongue worked its way over her clit and licked over and over until she throbbed with pleasure. He slipped that sweet little nub in his mouth and suckled on it hard which caused her to shudder with a violent orgasm.
Syd’s pussy, so hot and wet before, drenched with her creamy fluids and he took the opportunity to use some of the juices to tease her asshole with his right index finger as he tongue-fucked her. She gyrated her hips and whispered something completely unintelligible.
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