It was easy to flip her on her back, spread her legs and dig in. Nothing like freshly washed snatch for breakfast, he thought and allowed his tongue to lick up her juices. She smelled of expensive body wash and her pussy smelled like the most enticing aphrodisiac he’d ever experienced. He treated her to a full eating out, including licking her asshole and tongue fucking her tight sweetness. Exploring her body with his fingers felt almost as good as being inside her but tell that to his pulsating cock that twitched when made her come all over his hand from a G-spot orgasm that had her shaking all over.
Kaz crawled up her body and kissed her passionately as she grabbed his cock and guided him inside her. She was all sweetness and light with that hint of darkness and he loved that about her. She had a kinky side but he would allow it to emerge on its own. He would eventually claim to have broken her virginity twice but it didn’t have to be that day, the next month or even the next year. They had ample time to explore one another’s bodies—in fact, they had their whole lives.
He began to pump his cock in and out of her as she locked her legs around his waist and pulled him closer to her. She liked it rough and today was no exception. Syd appreciated a good pounding and he wasn’t afraid to give it to her although he sometimes worried if he hurt her. Her blue eyes, so deep and expressive with swirls of gray around the pupils, stared up at him and they were filled with a sensual desire that could not be described. She loved every minute of this and he was an idiot to think he was hurting her.
Not when she threw him on his back like it was nothing and rode him with slow, tortuous strokes and they both watched as his dick disappeared inside her dark, warm wetness. She threw her head back and really put her back into it as she finally sat on his lap and ground him against her cervix in hard, tight circles.
The friction was too much for him to take and before he knew it, he came inside of her as she stroked her clit and caused another orgasm shortly after he began to orgasm. He sat up and held her close to him as she kissed his mouth and devoured him whole, her mouth sucked on his tongue and she put her all into it.
They sat like that long after he went soft and she allowed him to exit her body before she sat on his rock hard thighs instead.
“I didn’t scare you, did I? You don’t look like you have had much rest. What time did you come to bed?” Syd whispered in his ear.
“Uh, I think it was about nine, maybe nine-thirty. I spoke to my dad and I couldn’t sleep after our conversation. It’s my issue and don’t worry, I’m handling it. I’m not going to fall apart. I just want to…rest and fuck you today and do nothing more stressful than watch a movie, eat hotel food, drink too much scotch, and spend the day with you.”
Syd rolled off him and kissed one of his thighs. “You know what I would like to do? I’d love to go for a walk in that park across the way but…it would be impossible. Fans are camped outside the hotel and no matter how many times they call the Boston Police Department, more always show up.”
She sat up and stretched languidly. “Do you want me to order room service? Anything in particular?”
“Yeah, filet mignon—so rare, it’s still bleeding—and a spinach salad.”
“Mmm, that sounds good. Okay, I am going to get dressed and order while you take a shower and brush your teeth. Morning breath is so sexy during sex but after…not so much.”
Kaz rolled off the bed and grabbed her quickly before he breathed into her face and she scrunched her nose while laughing hysterically. “You mean I don’t smell nice but you still went there you little dirty whore.”
“Maybe I should take another shower myself.”
“You better not. I want to smell the sex on your skin all day and know I can take you any time I want.”
Syd’s eyes became serious. “Yes, you can…you know that, right?”
He kissed her nose. “Order food while I take a shower.”
Kaz watched as she left the room and he disappeared into the bathroom.
He suddenly felt bad because he hadn’t told her the truth. He should have told her he had to get high to handle a phone call from his father but instead, he said nothing. He acted like it wasn’t a big deal.
As he started the shower and slid in while the water was freezing, he ducked his head underneath the icy needles as they slowly turned warm and then hot. He hadn’t told her because he didn’t want it to be an issue and as far as he was concerned, she would never find out what happened because it was a slip up and nothing else.
He’d promised himself he wouldn’t go down that road and he’d meant it.
Chapter Nineteen
Goodbye to the States…For Now
The free day between Kaz and I ended much too quick for my taste but the following day eventually came and it was back to business.
Rehearsals, photos, small talk with Damira and another concert venue. This time, Fenway Park, which was massive and spectacular at the same time.
That night, I truly found out how dedicated the fans were because midway during Winter’s Regret performance, it began to rain and no one moved. The fans who had covered seating were awesome and were able to offer some of the fans who didn’t have any covered seats shelter while the record company had a feeling it was going to rain; slickers and umbrellas were distributed to fans who were less fortunate.
Not one person left and yet again, Scarlet Fever played to a packed house while I managed to capture some amazing shots and Damira was in her element.
No matter how many times I saw them perform, my favorite part of the show was the end when Kaz and Talia did their duet, “Goodbye, Lover”. I had fallen in love with the song and so many of the fans loved Talia as much as they did the guys. She wasn’t pretentious, gorgeous and a badass to boot.
In her tight black leather skirt, black lace bustier and fishnet tights that went perfect with her black leather thigh high boots, they truly did seem like lovers.
The green-eyed monster of jealousy tugged at my heart and I wondered if Kaz fancied her at all. For some reason, she reminded me of Damira but a much more charismatic version.
We finished up our set early and joined Seth, Linx, Niko, Kris, Sasha, Laurel, Faith, Keren and Misty in the refreshment room. There would be no groupies tonight because we had a midnight flight to catch from Boston Logan Airport to London Heathrow Airport. Due to the tour schedule, if we didn’t leave that night then there would be no rest for the guys and that wouldn’t do when they had concerts in London, Manchester and Edinburgh before we moved on to Continental Europe.
I sipped from a bottle of water and thought over the last several months. It was weird but I didn’t feel like the same person who’d left Florida for the first time after my birthday. I’d grown and it was definitely for the best.
I guess I would feel that way since everything between Kaz and I was smooth sailing and we hadn’t really run into any problems yet. He still hadn’t admitted he loved me but I could live with knowing he did.
“Penny for your thoughts?” Keren greeted as she sat across from me.
She was always a wild and kick ass bitch. I admired her spunk. She had a pint of Jack Daniels in her hand she knocked back between drags from an electronic cigarette.
“Do you like those?” I questioned, changing the subject by answering a question of my own.
“Fuck no. They are awful but you can’t smoke indoors anywhere and I am a pack a day smoker so they help in situations like this. I am certainly not going out in that shit weather. Can’t believe it…I feel like I’m back in fuckin’ Swansea already and I couldn’t wait to leave that shit town.”
“How did you become a biker chick?”
Keren snickered. “I’m not. Just grew up in the life and haven’t found the right old man yet. Never knew me mum but she’s Desmond’s second cousin. He hated her and apparently chased her away because she turned into the club whore. That certainly wasn’t cool for a member of the Prez’s family to be treated like a birthday cake everyone got a piece of…but me
Dad—he loved that woman. He handed in his cut and helped co-found the first chapter of the Demon’s Bastards…not that it stopped Misty and I from becoming friends. We were just close and loved each other like sisters.”
I studied her after I put my camera away. “It sounds like going back home will be a bittersweet experience for you then.”
Her bright blue eyes glared at me as she sneered, “England ain’t me fuckin’ home. We’re not even going to Wales and even if we were, there is no one for me to see there anyway. I’m just looking forward to putting as much space between the MCs and us as quickly as possible. That won’t happen until we get to Continental Europe so we still aren’t clear yet.”
A couple pairs of high-heeled boots approached us and I looked up to face Laurel and Faith.
“You know what this means, right? It means we girls are gonna party and no excuses. You have had all this time to fuck your boyfriend ten ways to Sunday so now it is time to give us some much needed attention,” Laurel said in a self-righteous tone.
“It’ll be just like our gap year!” Faith exclaimed before I stood and we engaged in a group hug. “This is just so cool. I got my girls back and we’re all together again!”
Moments later, Kaz, Talia, Jaden, Grant and Will all came in and we gave them a round of applause.
The rest of the night passed rather quickly and before I knew it, we were on a private plane on our way to Europe. The pilot and stewardesses prepared us all for take-off and I slid my right hand into Kaz’s, not because I was scared but that is where it felt like it should have been.
“Are you nervous, baby?” he teased me before he kissed my neck and slipped in a bit of warm, wet tongue.
“No, not at all. I’m with you and I have never had a fear of flying,” I replied though I breathed it into his ear.
“I’m not talking about the tour, babe. I am talking about you and me—you think we can survive the rest of this tour?”
I looked over at him and stared into his gorgeous blue-green eyes. “Absolutely because you and I are capable of anything we put our minds to. I know as long as we respect one another and are always honest then we’re going to be fine. Are there gonna be some knock-down, drag-out fights between us? Of course but even when we bruise one another, we won’t break each other.”
“I didn’t know that about you,” he responded before he squeezed my hand.
“What’s that?”
“You don’t have a fear of flying or falling.”
My other hand grabbed his chin and made him face me. “That is where you’re wrong. I am absolutely terrified of falling but the difference is I don’t see another alternative. I have to continue this journey with you. It’s a compulsion and an act of loyalty and determination and love.”
“Now, that, I can definitely understand. It’s what I am feeling too but my heart tells me everything we are going through means we’re meant to be and neither one of us can stop that.”
Head last, heart first and just plain reckless, I didn’t care or give a shit. I would follow Kaz to Hell and back. In this case, we were only going to Europe and then Asia.
I was ready for this next chapter in my life because I sat next to the man I could one day envision in my future. He wasn’t just a passing fancy; he was the great love of my life. Butterflies of anxiety beat their wings anxiously against the inside of my stomach in anticipation of what would happen in Europe.
One day, I knew he would feel the same about me but I hope it didn’t come too late. I looked out into the night as the plane taxied down the runway before we took off into the air.
This plane ride symbolized Kaz and I.
We’d known the good times and we were flying high but would we be this confident on solid ground? I couldn’t answer that question and neither could he.
Not until he confessed his love for me.
The One More Night Trilogy continues with
Falling Into Love
Coming June of 2013
An excerpt from A Summer to Remember, the first novel in the Seasons of Love & Lust series
Three hours later, Brandon and I lay beside one another in my California King bed. It had been a great workout and fabulous sex but something was missing and I couldn’t put my finger on what exactly.
The attraction between the two of us existed but there wasn’t anything else. No love, warmth or genuine affection and I think that was more of a problem for him than it was with me but I could feel his immediate emotional distance.
He sat up and moved toward the edge of the bed as he swung his legs to the floor. “I’m sorry. This was a mistake. I mean…you’re a terrific woman and you have a hell of a gallery but you and I…” he trailed off.
“There is no you and me, Brandon.” I sat up, unashamed of my body which was in perfect shape thanks to my workouts five times a week and my strict diet which mostly consisted of vegetables and seafood though I ate what ever I wanted when I was on vacation. “Listen, it was just sex and you don’t have to feel bad or make up excuses. I don’t expect you to call me and proclaim how much you miss me once you leave for Boston. I feel wonderful…it’s been a long time since I have had sex so satisfying.”
He turned toward me and his cobalt blue eyes shined hard like diamonds. “You mean…you don’t expect a commitment of some sort?”
“For what? We had a one night stand for God’s sake and I barely know you. Why would I expect a commitment?”
“We barebacked and…we enjoyed each other in every way there is to receive satisfaction from one another.”
I pulled my hair back away from my face and sighed softly. I hated having to play the “guy” all the time. “Listen, we just had mind blowing sex. I understand you are going through some issues…everyone knows about your breakup with Camilla Castillo but I’m not looking for a relationship, Brandon. I’ve had my heart broken once and it isn’t going to happen again.”
I crawled toward him and slipped my arms around his neck as my bare breasts caressed his naked back. “I am not the one for you. I don’t do happy endings and false proclamations of love. I am a single woman living her life. Hell, I am only twenty-four and I am not looking to marry anyone at the moment. I am just enjoying my life and I don’t kiss and tell. What happened between us will stay between us and no one has to know, Jude included.”
Brandon turned my way but all I could see was the outline of his profile. “Are you happy? Don’t you believe you deserve to be happy?”
My arms fell away and they crossed against my nude breasts in a defensive stance. “Who the fuck ever said I wasn’t content living my life the way it is now? What is it with you guys who think all women want roses and Swiss chocolate? Sorry to disappoint but all I wanted was a hot fuck and you managed to deliver. Congrats. Perhaps you’ll find your perfect woman in Boston because she sure as shit isn’t me.”
I knew I’d hurt his feelings and it was a purposeful act. I didn’t want his pity or sympathy because I didn’t and couldn’t bring myself to have a relationship.
Brandon stood reluctantly, grabbed his clothes and the last I saw of him was his perfectly muscled ass as he left my bedroom and closed the door quietly behind himself.
The next morning, my bags were packed and I spoke on the phone to my mother who sounded extremely delighted.
“I don’t mean to bother you, especially since you work so hard, dear, but could you do your father and I a favor? Is it too much to ask for you to check on our summer home in Southampton?” she inquired between sips of tea.
My mother was determined to stay as youthful and beautiful as she could. She did not partake in alcoholic beverages, carbonated drinks or coffee. Instead she lived on green tea and a micro-biotic diet that would have made Madonna jealous.
“Uh, that’s where I thought you and Dad were. I am packing my bags as we speak. I’m tired of the City and my assistant is taking over while I am gone. I need to get away and I thought Southampton would be perfect.”
Mother lau
ghed out loud. “You know your father, sweetheart. He surprised me with a brand new fabulous condo in Nice and it is absolutely stunning! We’re spending the summer here in France. You would love it but since you plan to get away for a while, you should invite the girls to join you. I bet they would love to spend some time in the Hamptons with you.”
“Mmm, that isn’t a bad idea, Mom. I will get on the phone and track them down. Thanks for the idea.”
“In the meantime, I’ll make sure the place is immaculate so when you all arrive, it will be perfect.”
“Okay. Love you and talk to you soon.”
“You too, sweetheart.”
My mother ended the call and I started going down my list, starting with Talia. She lived the furthest away in L.A. and although I considered Savannah and Autumn best friends as well, Talia was my absolute favorite. I enjoyed her spunk and she had a similar wild streak and lust for life the same as I did.
She answered after a few rings with a distracted, “Yeah?”
“Hey, girlie, it’s me, your best friend. Is that any way to answer the phone?”
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