Rubbed Raw (Triple Threat Book 2)

by Bella Jeanisse

  After that, she and I started moaning and gasping almost together. I could see Phil and Giovanni were trying to thrust in the same rhythm. The whole thing was really fueling my desire at that point. We both cried out simultaneously, and then reached out for each other. That time I kissed her, hungrily. Both guys groaned loudly.

  Then the lights flickered on. “I’m gonna fucking cum,” Phil cried out.

  I felt the blonde grab my hand hard as she moaned again. We continued to kiss as Giovanni pounded away at my pussy. Then I pulled away from her and screamed Giovanni’s name as I trembled intensely within.

  “Oh fuck!” Giovanni’s hips pushed against mine, and his cock throbbed. It spurted longer than usual. Then he leaned his head against mine. “Holy shit. That was amazing.”

  I jumped when I heard clapping. Over Giovanni’s shoulder, I saw Mark, Chris and a few other people in the room watching us.

  “I love live porn!” someone called.

  Giovanni and Phil both moved to cover my body.

  “OK, show’s over,” Chris said as he started shooing people out. Then he came close to us. “Hate to break up the fuckfest, but we gotta reset everything.” He sighed. “We heard you guys up on stage when the music cut out. No way I was gonna pass up on peeking in here. Damn, Crystal! You can scream, can’t you?” Then he smirked at me and walked away.

  A few minutes later, the four of us ventured out into the bar again. Immediately, there were catcalls and whistles. I blushed as all eyes were on us. It looked like the whole bar knew about it.

  Chad couldn’t even look at me as we got ready to play again. Obviously, he heard us as well. His expression helped me get over my embarrassment quickly.

  “Start with ‘She’s Mine,’ Chad?” Chris asked.

  He looked up. “I hate that fucking song.”

  “Chris, let’s just do ‘Primal Instinct,’ ” I suggested.

  I got no arguments from either of them, so I shouted the song name to Giovanni, and then began my intro to it. After a bit, when Chad came in with his part, I watched him relax. As his fingers flew over the frets of his guitar, he glanced at me. The day we wrote that song came to mind. It was the same day we got the matching tattoos.

  The night ran until about three in the morning because we kept getting song requests and didn’t want to disappoint anyone. It felt amazing that we had so many fans. There were a few old songs Chris did not know all the words to, so he pointed the microphone to the crowd and let them take over for those verses. It worked out better than we could have imagined.

  Chapter 4

  “My love, you gotta get up. We gotta leave soon.”

  I heard him faintly and only got my eyes half open.

  “I know. You took your pills late.” He caressed my back under his T-shirt that I didn’t remember putting on. “Come on.” He lifted me off the bed. “Aren’t you hungry?”

  I rested my head on his shoulder. When he put me in a kitchen chair, I folded my arms and put my head down on them. “No idea what I feel,” I mumbled.

  Giovanni was at the stove while I tried to stay awake. I’m pretty sure I fell asleep several times there at the table. Waking me before the sleeping pill wore off was difficult. Giovanni normally let me wake up on my own, but we didn’t have time that morning.

  Soon, Giovanni rubbed my back. “Crystal, wake up.” I heard him, but I didn’t want to lift my head.

  Then he put both of his hands on my shoulders and started to massage them. I moaned because it felt so good.

  He laughed quietly. “If you do that a few more times, you’re gonna be bent over this table.”

  That made me smile, which was probably why he said it. I tilted my head back and looked up at him. “Is that a threat or a promise?”

  Then it was his turn to smile. “Starting to wake up, huh?”

  “A little,” I admitted.

  He let me go, and then put plates and juice on the table. We ate as I tried to keep my eyes open. Afterward, as I got dressed, I felt my body wanting to give in.

  “Hey, you OK?”

  I turned to Giovanni as I tried to pull my boot on, unsuccessfully. “Just tired.”

  He picked up my foot and took the boot away. “We’re taking the van. You’ll fall off the bike.” Then he found a pair of canvas shoes and put them on me.

  The next thing I remember was waking up confused. Giovanni was carrying me. Then it dawned on me, I must have fallen asleep in the van, and we were at the studio.

  “Crystal, you OK?” That was Chad.

  I looked up at him, still out of it.

  “She took her pills too late,” Giovanni explained. “I can’t keep her awake for long.”

  Chad stroked my hair. “I know what to do, but you won’t let me.”

  “Chad, anything, please. She needs to be awake to play.”

  I looked up at Chad. I knew what he was thinking, and Giovanni would never let him do that again. He had done it to me many times to wake me when he had to.

  “Give her to me.”

  “Wait a minute.” Giovanni sounded suspicious. “Where’d you need to take her?”

  Chad sighed. “I can’t do this to you.” He touched my face. “Sex wakes her up.”

  “You were gonna fuck her?”

  Chad looked into my eyes, which were closing again and sighed, “Just take her…”

  Suddenly, I woke up sitting on a table, in Giovanni’s arms. “I like it this way,” he whispered in my ear. Then his hands slid down to my bare ass, and he thrust his cock into me. “God, you feel good.”

  My eyes opened wide. How did he get my clothes off? I had pants on when I got there. His hips hit into me again. “Oh!” I cried out. The table was the perfect height. Again! “Damn!” And again! “Giovanni…”

  “Are you awake yet?” He squeezed my ass and opened my legs more with his hips. He grunted as his cock slammed into me again.

  I clung to him as I became more alert. Then he leaned me back a little, and his pace picked up. I had to grab him tighter. My insides trembled, and I whimpered.

  “Wake—” He rammed into me hard. “—up…” Ram! “Now!” He did it so hard; he knocked my body back a little. Then he pulled me to him again. “I’m gonna do it harder… Uhh… And harder… Uh… Until you say you’re awake.”

  I lifted my head, almost fully conscious. “I’m… Oh, damn… up… That… feels… so… good… Oh, God… Here it comes again… Oh… shit… God… Giovanni!” My back arched, and I tossed my head as spasms flowed through me.

  “Give it to her good!” I heard from somewhere. If it didn’t feel so amazing, I would have cared they could hear me.

  “I am!” Giovanni shouted back. Then he slammed into me even harder. “I’m not done yet,” he whispered to me.

  I pulled my body back to him as he continued to overwhelm me with pleasure. “Giovanni… I’m… awake… slow… down.”

  “I like it… this way… Am… I… hurting you?” he asked while continuing to pound me.

  “No… Oh God…” He ground his hips against me in a spiral fashion. “Ah… No more… It’s… too… good… Oh, shit!” I screamed and raked my nails across his neck. My legs locked around him, as I tensed and shook internally.

  “Oh God… Crystal!” He shoved into me and held me close while I felt his cock throb with the release. “I love you.”

  There was a bang on the door. “You’re done, right? Can we start now?” Finally clear-headed, I could tell it was Chris behind the door.

  A few minutes later, Giovanni helped me get my clothes back on, and then tossed out a condom. I looked up at him. “Where did you get a condom?”

  “Tommy.” He winked at me.

  He took my hand, and we walked out of the room. Everyone was standing right outside the door. My cheeks reddened. Chad wasn’t around though. Giovanni kissed my lips and walked toward Jon.

  Tommy came close. “Sounded good. Was it?”

  I just bit my lip and smiled.

 
“Ooh, there it is. That same smile I put on your face.” Tommy grinned. “I can’t wait to make you do that again.”

  I didn’t have heels on, so I looked up at him. “I’m not cheating on Giovanni. Got it?”

  “Yeah.”

  “Where’s Chad?”

  Tommy looked away. “Um, well, he… kinda… left.”

  “Why?”

  “He heard you scream out Giovanni’s name and flew outta here.”

  Then Chad came back into the room. I quickly told Tommy, “I gotta go.”

  “OK, babe.” He smacked my ass, lightly. Then he leaned down and whispered, “I can still hear you shouting my name as you came in Boston.”

  I left him and walked right to Chad. I grabbed his arm and pulled him into the hallway.

  “I can’t look at you right now, baby.”

  “Chad, please. I’m sorry. I was asleep when he brought me in there. You kinda told him to do it, you know.”

  He pulled his bottom lip in. “No. I wanted to make love to you. I was just hoping he wouldn’t ask what I was gonna do. I miss you so much.” He caressed my cheek. “I can’t believe I lost you.”

  “You didn’t lose me.”

  “Yes, I did. I only see you with the band, and I can’t make love to you anymore. It hurts so much more than you can imagine.” He leaned down and kissed my lips softly. “Baby, you’re my whole life. I don’t know what to do without you.”

  Jon shouted, “We need to start, guys! We wasted enough time.”

  We looked at each other for a few seconds. I felt so bad. His pain overwhelmed me. Then I hugged him. “I’m sorry.”

  “I love you,” he quietly replied as he stroked my hair.

  “Now, guys.” Jon stood next to us. “Fool around later.”

  I sighed and pulled Chad back into the studio. Then I watched him get himself together and pick up his guitar, and then don his headphones. I went to my place as well.

  We started out with, “Where I Wanna Be,” which began with me playing alone. After going over the beginning a few times, I wondered what was going on. I thought it was just right.

  I could see Tommy and Jon talking in the control room. Then Tommy came out to me. “Let me show you something.”

  He took my bass from me and put it on. Then he played my part, but a little differently. I smiled as I watched his fingers move over the frets. I barely heard the music. I couldn’t get our little tryst out of my head.

  “Hey, babe. See what I mean?”

  “Huh?” I pulled my headphones off.

  Tommy grinned. “Damn, you want me, too. You got some willpower.” He put a hand on my hip. “You sure you won’t let me—”

  “Tommy, don’t.”

  “OK, sorry. Listen to this, babe. This will make the song even better. I want everyone to know how talented you are.”

  He played his version of the intro again. It was almost the same, with just a few extra notes, and a bit faster. I liked it better, too. I smiled at him, and then played it back to him.

  “You’re gifted,” Tommy commented. “In more way than one,” he added with a wink.

  As soon as everything was packed up that evening, Mark leaned against the side of Giovanni’s van. He worked six days a week as an electrician and was off on Fridays.

  “Chad and Chris are going with Tommy to some club or something for dinner.” Mark sighed. “I gotta get home.”

  I touched his cheek. “Rachael’s still sick? You must be exhausted.”

  “Yeah… Uh… Yeah. She is.” Mark looked away. “She needs me.”

  I could sense he didn’t want to say more, but he looked almost teary-eyed. He was a private person and even more so when it came to Rachael, who he had become engaged to just before the recording started.

  “We can drop you off. Right?” I turned to Giovanni, as I also leaned on the van. The drowsiness was returning.

  “Sure, no problem.” Giovanni took my hands in his. “You still tired?”

  I stifled a yawn. “I guess adrenaline was keeping me going.” My eyelids were heavy. I forced them open. “We got till eight to be ready for tonight. Right?”

  “Nine,” Giovanni corrected. “Wow, you booked the gig, and you forgot. You must be exhausted.”

  Once in the Lincoln Tunnel heading out of Manhattan, my body gave out. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes.

  “Hey, you can lie on my lap,” Mark offered, while he shifted me toward him. “I’m not Phil. I ain’t gonna molest you in your sleep.”

  I nodded and settled on his legs.

  Giovanni’s hand went up my back, under my blouse. “Next time we have a late night, you should skip the sleeping pill.”

  I nodded and closed my eyes.

  “Come on, my love.”

  I felt my seat belt opening. Then I noticed the van had stopped.

  “Can you walk?” With his arm around my back, we made our way up to our apartment. “You gotta lie down.” He kissed my temple as he led me to the bedroom. “I’ll wake you when it’s time to get ready.” Before he let me go, he opened my jeans and pulled them down.

  I slowly climbed on the bed and curled up on my side as he gently got my pants all the way off. “OK.” Within seconds, his hand rubbing my back lulled me to sleep.

  * * *

  Giovanni woke me up by slowly touching my skin. My body moved, but I was confused. I was on my stomach, not how I fell asleep. I was too out of it to realize I was naked, also.

  “Wake up, my love,” he whispered.

  My eyes kept closing no matter how hard I fought to keep them open. Then suddenly I had to let out a cry of passion as pleasure filled me. I moved my legs and found they were hanging off the bed, and Giovanni stood behind me. I felt like I did when Chad woke me in the middle of the night, disoriented.

  He started to move faster, and as he did, the more awake I became. “Come on, Crystal. Scream for me,” he begged me, his hips slapping into my ass hard.

  He didn’t have to wait long. Shocked by that powerful feeling again, I automatically screamed. I grabbed the blanket under my hands and held on as my insides shook wildly.

  Giovanni slid his hands down to my hips and gripped them firmly. I moaned when he pulled all the way out, and then somehow rammed back in, again and again. Within seconds, I cried out his name as I clawed at the blanket because I was trembling fiercely yet again.

  “That’s the best feeling.”

  I knew he liked feeling me cum, but it was getting a bit overwhelming already. “Enough!”

  “You know I’m not stopping yet. You can always take more.” Suddenly his hips began to hit into me harder. “I know you like it this way.” He groaned. “So do I.” Then he moaned. “You feel so damn good.”

  I closed my eyes. He was right, and I loved how different it felt from Chad.

  He started to grind into me after each thrust. That forced a fourth climax from me. Tears fell as even my hands quivered from the powerful ecstasy flowing through me. Finally, Giovanni started to moan louder.

  His hands gripped my hips tight. “Damn, I love you!” he shouted as his body tensed, and he expelled his load.

  Soon he leaned down and kissed my back. He pulled away for a few seconds. Then he was quickly lying next to me, helping me back on the bed. “If you didn’t already know, it’s time to get up, my love,” Giovanni said a bit breathlessly.

  I turned over to face him. “That was unexpected, to say the least.”

  He smiled and brushed the hair from my face. “You’re impossible to resist, even when you’re sleeping. I was gonna just wake you up. But your shirt was up, and your tattoo was calling to me. I tried so hard not to wake you, but I love when you scream.”

  Then he held me closely until he said, “I forgot we have to go soon.” He lightly smacked my backside. “Come on, we have to get ready real quick.”

  I reluctantly got up just after he left the room naked. I walked into the kitchen where I found Giovanni taking a soda out of the refrigerato
r. “You should walk around like that all day for me.”

  He looked at my naked body. “If you walked around like that all day, you’d be on your back most of the time.” He laughed. “Get in the shower. We have to be done in 15 minutes.”

  I left him after I stole one good long look at him. He was all I had ever wanted. After the shower, I dried off quickly and put my underwear on. Then I started to fix my hair and makeup.

  Giovanni was soon in the doorway in a towel. “We got five minutes.” Then he suddenly wrapped his arms around my waist from behind.

  “I love this set on you.” He ran his hands over the bra. “Remember when we took those pictures with you in this? I was dying when Chad wanted me to take it off of you.”

  I closed my eyes for a few seconds remembering the day. I had slept with both Giovanni and Chad without either of them knowing about the other. “I bought it because it’s your favorite color, and I hoped it’d make you want me.”

  He started pulling down my panties. “I want you right now.” He breathed into my ear. “Do you think Chad’d be mad if we’re late again?”

  I pulled my hips away and turned around. “Yes, and I really couldn’t explain to him why. He wouldn’t understand.” I put my hands on his shoulders. “Please, he’s my best friend. I couldn’t hurt him like that.”

  “He knows I can’t keep my hands off of you.” He reminded me as he slid his hands into my panties and over my bare ass. “I’m sure if he was in my place, he’d be the same way.” Then he sighed. “But you’re right. He’d be pissed.”

  * * *

  Everything at the club was running late that night. While Mark talked on the phone outside, Chad, Chris, Giovanni, Phil and I were sitting at a table. The crowd was growing quickly. The front door seemed to have a never-ending parade of patrons, but my eyes were mostly on the stage.

  We were watching Main Street, one of my favorite local bands, play. A few times, I had called Jason, the lead singer, when we needed an opening band. He was as nice as he was talented. They were doing their best ballad, and it made me think about telling Jon about them. I wondered if he was looking for new talent.