He slid his arm around her neck and kissed the side of her forehead. “Have I told you how awesome you are?”
“Not lately but I’ll take every compliment you’re willing to dish towards me,” she said with a heavily sarcastic voice.
He waited until they had both boarded the bus before he twirled her around and she faced him, her body pressed against his own. If he was hard muscle, she was soft and feminine; slender with the right amount of tits and ass to keep her from being a stick figure.
“Seriously, you might not see it in yourself but you are completely and utterly fucking amazing. I care about you so much and to be honest…I don’t think this tour would be going as smoothly as it is without you here. I need you by my side because you prop me up and give me the strength I need to carry on.”
Syd turned away from him before she stared into his eyes again. “What are you talking about? I thought you loved to tour.”
“I did…at one time…it was my escape and I was always somewhere different and could sleep with as many women as I wanted but that no longer interests me. I do like to share my music with our fans and that is what keeps me touring but I don’t love it like I did previously. Right now, I would give anything to be back in L.A. with you, entwined together on the sofa watching the latest episode of Sons of Anarchy.”
This time she smiled and it was completely genuine. “No worries, I’m buying the episodes as they become available. I know how much you like Scandal and The Walking Dead so I’m buying those too. You won’t miss a minute of your favorite shows and we’ll just have to make television nights in between movie nights. It’s doable. We’ll spend enough time on this tour bus.”
This time he kissed her fully on the lips, tongue included which she accepted willing inside her mouth and mingled with her own. He’d turned her into a passionate kisser instead of the technically proficient method she had before hand and he loved the way her own tongue swirled around his mouth.
“Hey,” Kaz’s voice began, heavy with passion, “maybe we should put that bed to good use.”
Syd’s eyebrow shot up. “Um, I don’t think so. You are going to make love to me in a proper bed but we can watch Star Trek Into Darkness now.”
“Fine, let’s go watch some Star Trek,” he acquiesced as they walked to the sofa where they sat down and she grabbed the control manual.
The bus lurched and they were back on the highway, picking up speed and firmly on their way to Seattle. Kaz couldn’t wait to get there. All he wanted to do was peel off Syd’s clothes and fuck her senseless.
Kaz and Syd awoke as the bus pulled to a stop.
“Sir, we’re here at Hotel 1000. It is shortly after three-thirty in the morning, sir. I will get the card keys for you and your companion.”
Sydney sat up and covered a yawn with her right hand. “Perhaps we should stay in the bus for the night. It’s comfortable enough.”
“Not really besides we have to rehearse tomorrow and I need a comfortable bed and soft body next to me. I hope you feel the same way.”
She smiled before she kissed him and he still thought it was cute, morning breath and all. “You’re right. We probably could use a real hotel room.”
They stood and stepped out to an overcast sky, chilly temps and a slight drizzle. Kaz grabbed her hand and led her into the hotel lobby. The hotel was luxury personified but nothing he nor Syd weren’t used to; he hadn’t slept in anything other than a five star hotel since their tour after their second album. By then, they were making so much money for Introspect Records, the executives insisted they spend the night in opulent surroundings even if the whole band had to share the same tour bus.
He received his and Syd’s card keys to their Executive suite and took the elevator to the sixth floor. He’d stayed in the Grand Suites before but it was a waste of money when the Executive suites were more than adequate. There was also an issue that the Introspect executives wouldn’t spring the money for Winter’s Regret to stay in Executive suites and Kaz didn’t want the excessive stress of tension between the two bands. It was merely easier to stay on the same floor and know that everyone was satisfied with their accommodation.
He allowed Syd to walk in after the bellboy delivered their luggage and he slipped him a two one hundred dollar bills before the bellhop closed the door behind himself.
Syd stretched languidly before she began to undress and piled up her dirty clothes before she walked naked into the opulent bathroom and he heard the shower start.
Kaz was no longer tired as he stripped out his clothes and stroked his erection. They’d yet to have sex in the shower and this would be a great time to start.
Chapter Twelve
Seattle Lovin’
I concentrated on washing my hair after I had lathered and cleaned my body thoroughly. I rinsed the conditioner from my hair and allowed the extra warm water to run down my freshly washed face as I felt a warm, hard body against mine and an even harder dick pressed the small of my back. I did another rinse just to make sure I had washed all the conditioner from my hair as he began to kiss my shoulder.
“I realized we’ve never participated in…water sports as of yet.” His voice vibrated against my shoulder blade.
I smiled as I cleared the water from my eyes and turned around to face him. “Is this considered…water sports or are you talking about the much dirtier kind, Mr. Gillian?”
“Just this,” he replied before he kissed me passionately and I opened my mouth to him and felt my own tongue swirl with his own. His hands roamed my body before he grabbed a bar of expensive, lavender-vanilla soap and lathered his hands before he pushed me against the cool tile. His big hands grabbed my ass and hoisted me up before he slid his cock inside of my aching wetness. As he worked his cock in and out of me, one of his fingers maneuvered itself inside my asshole and worked at the same pace as his pumping in and out of me.
I felt extremely alive and erotic because my anus was usually a no-go zone but since we were in the shower, I allowed him to do what ever he wanted to do to me.
One finger became two and then three as he spread me further open as he pounded me hard and rough. I should have not enjoyed his rough treatment but just thinking about how naughty I was allowing him to be made me come and the orgasm started from the inside and bloomed like a flower outward until my skin was flushed and the water felt too hot.
“You like that? Are you ready for the next step?” Kaz breathed into my ear.
My eyes snapped open. “No…I can’t do that yet but I don’t mind you teasing me there.”
He laughed, deep and throaty. “Still the puritan, huh? I will eventually mold you into what I want you to become and you will enjoy it immensely. You’ll feel some guilt but you’ll love me freeing you from inhibitions our society has decreed to be illicit and immoral and you’ll beg for more.”
Kaz set me down and my legs felt wobbly and unsure as I stood but only with his help. He ran his fingers underneath the spray of water after he removed them from my ass before he began to lather the soap again and wash his own body.
“Dry yourself, go to the bedroom and lay on the bed with your legs spread wide,” he ordered.
I stepped out of the shower and grabbed a plush hotel towel which I dried myself with before using a hand towel to dry my hair. It was still damp and hung limply around my shoulders but I strolled directly to the dresser set equipped with a huge mirror and brushed the tangles out of my hair. Shortly afterwards, I walked into the sitting room and found the mini bar, grabbed a mini Macallan and downed it in a couple of swigs.
Not only had I had acquired a taste for Kaz and his kinky activities but I enjoyed the same alcohol he did. It wasn’t as smooth as the Macallan 30 but it would do and it was smooth enough I grabbed a second bottle and opened it up. I swigged from the bottle when I felt Kaz’s presence behind me.
Why hadn’t I heard the water stop in the shower or the sound of his footsteps as they approached me from behind? He stood just as nude as I
did except his body was all rippling, hard muscle and covered in tattoos that made him look beyond delectable.
“I thought I told you to get in bed and lay down with your legs spread?”
I laughed out loud and smiled seductively. “I wanted a drink first. Aren’t you the least bit thirsty too?”
“Perhaps,” he replied as he watched me pour scotch on each nipple and it ran down my body.
“Now I’m all dirty and that shower was for not.”
Kaz closed the small amount of distance between us and knelt before me. His tongue ran up the trail the scotch had taken before he devoured my left breast first and bit down lightly on the nub until it was hard as a rock. I guided his head to my right nipple and he suckled hard before he used his tongue to tease my nipple mercifully. His fingers played with the left one and I didn’t know whether I was coming or going, my mind was so far beyond any coherent thought. All I could see were sexual images of us throughout our relationship and all the different ways he’d used my body.
“Since you aren’t good at following directions, lay down here.”
I stared at Kaz and those heated aquamarine eyes before I laid on the Persian rug and spread my legs wide.
He knelt in front of my splayed legs before sipping on the bottle of Macallan as he traced the lips of my soaked sex. I was still ready to go and wanted to feel his cock inside me once again, moving with me and making me come like no man had ever before him had done.
There wasn’t much of the amber fluid left in the bottle but what was left, he spread my inner lips and poured it over my clit and inside of me. He tossed the bottle to the side and slurped the alcohol out of me before he tongued my clit hard and rough. I arched against his touch and pushed myself closer to him.
His face devoured my clit and suckled on it with his mouth as two fingers entered my hot snatch and teased my G-spot mercilessly.
“Fuck me harder with your fingers, baby,” I gasped out loud.
“I’d rather fuck you hard with my dick but patience, my sweet.”
I dealt with all of his teasing and making me want him until I felt like my whole body would explode. It was merely an extremely powerful orgasm reverberating through every part of my body; pleasure poured out of my pores and I had to close my eyes because my face felt like it was on fire and my legs had turned into pure spaghetti. They felt numb and I knew I would never be able to make it to the bedroom without his help.
Kaz knelt between my splayed legs guided his cock inside me. I gasped out loud with pure ecstasy.
“Fuck me hard, baby,” I said in a husky voice that didn’t sound a damn thing like my own.
“You like when I pound you mercilessly?” he questioned in a voice made of pure sin.
“Yes, I do.”
“Then look at me. I want to see those beautiful eyes when I come inside you.”
My eyes met his and he fucked me hard and rough, each thrust inside my body seemed to unite us more than we already were and I couldn’t hear anything, feel anything or think of anything but him and his beautiful body and mine underneath it.
Kaz leaned toward me and kissed me as he pumped in and out of my sex like his cock was a well-tuned piston and when he came inside me, I felt his body shudder over me just as I shuddered under him as I experienced a clitoral orgasm at almost the same time.
I held on to him as he withdrew from my body, scooped me in his arms and carried me to bed.
I still couldn’t think clearly but a quick glance at the clock cleared it up for me. It was five in the morning and we both needed to get some rest.
I lay on my back and closed my eyes as Kaz turned on his side away from me. Just like that, he’d gone cold and for that brief moment, he’d given me everything yet he’d taken it away just like that and it hurt too much to think about.
I closed my eyes and eventually drifted into a restless sleep. I awoke briefly at seven sixteen and found Kaz snuggled underneath me. I smiled slightly as I turned on my side and he spooned me. It was very romantic until he rearranged my leg and set it on his waist as his hard cock entered my depths again.
My snatch was on fire and hurt from his earlier treatment but as he continued to pump inside my body, my sex lubricated for him and in less than ten minutes, he came inside me and set my leg down.
I wondered if he was going to turn away again but instead, he held me even closer and kissed my neck. “I love fucking you and I don’t think I will ever get enough of you. It’s pretty sad to admit but who would have thought? Me, a big bad rocker, falling for a poor little rich girl. The kind of women I have been running from my whole life and who ends up in my bed? You have to think the irony is quite…deserved in my case at least.”
My eyes were half-way closed as I replied, “Yes, I get the irony but I’m tired and we both have to get up by eleven at the latest.”
“I care too much about you and that scares me, baby.”
Before I could I answer, Kaz had fallen back asleep and I closed my own eyes. Sleep came easily and this time, it was completely peaceful.
I awoke in an empty bed. Kaz walked into the bedroom dressed in a pair of slightly baggy black jeans and a cream cashmere sweater.
“Morning, baby. I let you sleep a little later than usual but it’s eleven thirty and the limo will be here in a half an hour.”
I slid from underneath the covers and sat up.
“By the way, looks like Aunt Flo’s in town for you. She came this morning when I fucked you. My dick was covered with dried blood when I woke up so I had to take another shower.”
I looked down and there was a bloodstain.
“Shit, I started my fucking placebos yesterday…I forget babe.” I stood and ran to the bathroom where I started the shower and took a quick one just to wash myself down there, my armpits and face.
Afterwards, I slipped in the Diva cup because I hadn’t used tampons since a bout with toxic shock syndrome during my teenage years and menstrual pads were not an alternative I was willing to consider. It was hygienic, easy to use and I had yet to have an accident while using it so I’d fallen in love with it, told all my friends and they now swore by them too.
My teeth came next as I brushed them quickly before I slipped on a pair of black leggings, an oversized magenta cashmere tunic sweater and socks. I grabbed my shoes and slid my feet inside before I began to lace up my shitkickers.
“What are you having for breakfast? You want me to order you something?”
“No, that’s okay. I can get something when we get to the venue or there’s bound to be something in the limo.”
He shook his head like a worried father. “Breakfast is the most important meal of the day and if you don’t mind me saying, you’ve actually lost weight since we’ve been on the road. I know you skip meals and don’t always eat when you’re supposed to.”
My heart pounded in my chest. “I’m fine…I eat but I’m not hungry at this moment. I will grab a cup of coffee—”
“I know about your problems with anorexia, Syd. I’m not an idiot and I have a sister too…albeit a younger half-sister who just turned twenty-one but…I know what signs to look for.”
I was no longer scared as I was pissed off. “That was from the age fourteen to seventeen and I have been fine since then. How the fuck did you find out? Did you dig up my personal history and medical records or something?”
Kaz turned to stare at me as he continued to lace up his own shitkickers. “Your mother told me. She and I had a long talk before we left L.A. and she told me to take care of you. I gave her my word I would.”
I calmed down because I inherently knew yelling at my significant other for being concerned about my mental and physical health was disheartening to say the least. If he didn’t care about what I did to my body then what did that say about his feelings for me?
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to get so emotional.” I pulled my hair back in a ponytail “It’s just my mother worries a lot about me slipping back into my old habits when I am
under a lot of pressure but this tour has been…amazing. I wouldn’t trade the hardships we have been through for the world. I have truly learned so much about you and life and love and friendships…please believe me when I say if I ever thought I was in danger of having another relapse, I would tell you.”
“I know you would.” He walked over to me and wrapped his arms around my waist as I slid my arms around his neck. “I worry about you more than I should and I know you can take care of yourself but that doesn’t stop me from being concerned.”
I leaned forward and kissed his lips as someone discreetly knocked.
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