Rubbed Raw (Triple Threat Book 2)

by Bella Jeanisse

  I followed him to his room and soon had a guitar in hand. “Thanks. Hey, can I borrow a pen and some paper?” I followed him to the office across from his room.

  He handed me a pen, a pencil, a notepad and blank music sheets. “Can I hear it when you’re done?”

  “I can’t sing, you know.”

  “I don’t care. Just wanna know what’s in your head today. You been moping around since you woke up. If the guys weren’t here, I would’ve fucked you just to make you smile.”

  I sighed. “We both got work to do. Later. I’ll sleep in your bed again, if you want.”

  “Yeah, that was cool.” He winked at me. “You know after you crashed, I fucked you twice. You didn’t move, but it felt so damned good.”

  “Tommy, we gotta get it done by Monday night,” Jon shouted.

  I smiled. “You better get back to work. Dean looks antsy. Don’t want him to leave again.”

  “He better not. He promised he’d stay till eight.” Tommy put a hand on the middle of my back and led me back to the living room.

  Guitar music began, and then Dean was singing. Tommy quickly grabbed his bass and began playing also. I watched them for a few minutes, and then went on to the kitchen. For a minute, I debated switching to the dining room because it was quieter, but Tommy kept the room closed up. He only used it for parties.

  After putting down the writing materials, I took another bite of my sandwich and a sip of iced tea. Then I grabbed the pencil and wrote down, I’m caught in the middle of a whirlwind. Feel like I’m being torn apart bit by bit. Is there any way out of this hell I created? Or am I destined to forever put up with all this shit?

  I reread it and smiled. That was exactly how I felt. Closing my eyes, I let the melody I heard before come back to me. As soon as it did, I started to play it quietly, as I hummed the words. It fit perfectly. I ate and drank a little more, knowing I was going to forget otherwise. Then I wrote down the notes on the top music sheet.

  Soon, I got another idea. I quickly wrote down, I can’t live with you. I can’t live without you. I looked at it, frowned and crossed it out. Too clichéd.

  For at least two hours, I wrote phrases down, discarding some and keeping others. I was so wrapped up in my own world; I didn’t hear the guys at all. When my song was complete, I smiled at myself. I played it through one more time, softly singing the words to myself. A punk-like beat came to mind, with the chorus sung louder than the rest.

  “Wow, you miss them.” Dominic stood next to the refrigerator. “I didn’t mean to listen in, but it sounds great. You got more done than we did.” He sat across from me. “I heard they’re trying to work on smoothing things out. Phil and Sam seem to have become friends. So I hear stuff.”

  I looked at the guitar. “I’m still not sure how we can do this. I see why Giovanni’s jealous, and why Chad is, but they need to accept the way things are.”

  “You need to change, too,” he told me. “I know Chad’s your best friend, but you gotta draw a line. No guy could handle how you react when he touches you. You have this look of desire in your eyes, and he looks at you the same way. Did you guys used to date?”

  I sighed. “No. It’s more complicated than that, but I guess you’re right. I need to pull back from him and find a way to stay there.”

  “Dom, come on,” Dean whined. “It’s Saturday. I wanna get this done so I can go hunting.”

  I looked up at Dominic. “Hunting?”

  “He means get a chick. He’s just weird. By the way, this place never looked better. How’d you get him to keep it this neat?”

  “Nagging, mostly.” I smiled at Dominic, and then we walked to the living room. “Tommy, I’m gonna lay down.”

  “You OK?”

  “Just a really hard day.” I went to my room and crawled into bed. I hoped a nap would help me sort out the thoughts running wild in my head.

  * * *

  Later that night, Tommy and I were alone watching a movie when the buzzer rang. He got up, and after a few minutes was back next to me. He draped an arm around my shoulders. “Chris, Phil and Vince are coming up.”

  I moved over, letting his arm fall. I knew him well enough to see he was horny. He could always tell if I was too. Therefore, I needed to hide the fact that between him and the movie I was full of desire.

  “Babe,” he whispered as he slid closer. “Would you let them watch me fuck you?”

  I glared at him. “No.”

  “Then can I take you in the bedroom after the movie?”

  I sighed. “Yeah.”

  Soon, the guys were in the room and all gave me a hug. Then Phil and Vince sat near Tommy.

  “Where’s Sam?” Tommy asked. “I heard you guys’re inseparable lately.”

  Phil put a hand through his short, light brown hair. “He had a date.”

  Chris sat on my other side. “How you doing?” he asked as he lifted my chin. “Chad and Giovanni are taking it really hard. And you can’t tell me this is easy.”

  I looked away from him, trying to hide my broken heart. “I’ll be fine.” A lone tear rolled down my cheek as I thought about how much I missed them both.

  “Don’t lie to me.” He wiped the tear away and made me look at him. “You left the band and both of them. Don’t tell me it’s all good. Why won’t you talk to them?”

  I pulled away as more tears fell. “They can’t get along, so I can’t be around them. Maybe if they start talking again-”

  Tommy suddenly took me into his arms. “Babe, they will. Give them time.”

  I clung to Tommy’s shirt and bawled into it. Chris’ hand laid on my back. Then Phil crouched at my feet as he rubbed my bare thighs, just below my shorts.

  “Hey, we’re all here for you,” Phil quietly told me. “I’ll get you a drink. You know that usually helps you.”

  Phil was quickly in front of me holding a full juice glass. I stopped crying and was just sad. “I don’t need it anymore.”

  “Yes, you do. Drink it.”

  I took the cup and looked at it. The liquid was clear and smelled weird, but it was familiar. I looked up at him. “What is it?”

  “I never tell you. Ain’t gonna start now.”

  I took a deep breath and downed half of it. “Ew!” I winced and tried to give it back to him. He pushed it to my mouth. I frowned at him, and then drank the rest. “That was nasty.”

  “It’s tequila.” Phil smiled. “It’ll make it all go away.”

  I closed my eyes and leaned back into the couch. Then I groaned. Alcohol and my meds again? How stupid was that?

  I sat there for a good 15 minutes or so, just listening to the guys talk and feeling the alcohol affect my system more and more. All of them complained of not getting laid in a while. I wanted to smack Tommy for lying, but I was glad he didn’t let on that I let him fuck me every day. Chris and Phil blamed their dry spell on the band breaking up. Vince was a bit shy with girls, so he didn’t say much about it.

  When Tommy got up to change the DVD, Phil sat next to me. “You feel better now?”

  I slowly turned to him. His face was inches from mine. “Yeah, I feel goo—ood.”

  “So.” He moved a few stray hairs away from my face. “Can I kiss you?”

  I blinked my eyes. “Uh…”

  “Nothing stopping you now, is there?”

  I met his eyes. “I guess not.”

  His lips pressed against mine, and my eyes closed. He pushed me back into the couch a bit and put a hand through my hair while parting my lips with his tongue. Damn, he kisses good! Within seconds, he had me on my back and was on top of me.

  “Phil, leave her alone,” Chris said from somewhere.

  He didn’t stop. Instead, he slid his hand under my top and grabbed my breast. I moaned softly as he ground his hard cock against my crotch. His tongue caressed mine with each kiss. I wanted him so badly, I forgot about everyone in the room with us.

  “I wanna see these,” he whispered as he popped open my bra. Then he
lifted my blouse and sucked my right nipple into his mouth.

  “Damn!” That sounded like Vince.

  “Phil, stop. She’s gotta be drunk.” I looked up. Tommy was standing over us. “She would never do this in front of us if she wasn’t.”

  Phil gazed into my eyes and covered my breast with his hand. “Are you drunk?”

  “I might be,” I responded, slightly out of breath.

  He sighed. “Is that why you’re letting me kiss you?”

  “No.”

  “See, Tommy.” Phil ran his fingertip over my hard nipple. “She wants me.”

  I pushed him away and pulled my shirt down. “I didn’t say that.” I put my hands over my chest, embarrassed. “I just mean you’re a good kisser.”

  “Fine.” Phil got up, his dick about to burst from his pants. “Now I need a drink and a blowjob.” Then he left the room.

  By the time he came back with beer for everyone, I was between Tommy and Chris again. I glanced at the television. Tommy had put on an action flick. My head felt heavy, so I leaned over, onto Chris’ arm. He quickly pulled me closer and let me lay on his chest, with his arm around me.

  “I know this is confusing,” he softly told me. “Give it time. You’ll figure it out.”

  I nodded and put my arms around him. “Thank you.”

  “I’m here for you, OK?” He kissed my head. “This is a good movie. You’ll like it.”

  I moved my body until I could see the screen, still leaning on him. He laid his arm over mine and caressed my skin as I relaxed.

  “Crystal, you asleep?” Tommy suddenly asked.

  I opened my eyes. It took me a while to find him right next to me, but I turned to him and slurred, “N—no, but I… I got—ta… pee.”

  “You’re still drunk off that one glass?” Tommy touched my cheek. “You wanna go lay down?”

  I used Tommy and Chris to get up and then grabbed Tommy again as I stumbled. Wow, I’m drunk. All thoughts of Giovanni and Chad were gone, thankfully. I walked in the direction of the hallway bathroom, holding onto the furniture and walls for support.

  When I got in there, I couldn’t lock the door. I just shrugged and took care of business. Then while I was washing my hands, arms surrounded me, and a hard cock pressed against my ass. I looked up, and it was Phil.

  “No more Giovanni to stop us.” He pushed my shorts down a bit. “Do you want me?” Then a hand slipped into my panties and a finger brushed my clit, gently. “Feels like you do.”

  I wasn’t sure what to say.

  “Your ass looks good in purple.” Then he moved his other hand up my body and lifted my blouse. “Love the matching set.” His hand covered my still-exposed breast.

  I looked in the mirror when he squeezed it. “Phil. I can’t.”

  “What’s your excuse now?” He rubbed my nipple. “If you don’t like it, I’ll stop.” He ground his stiff dick against my ass. “I’ll make you cum in seconds. I swear.” He looked up, and our eyes met. “How about I start with this?” His fingers thrust into my pussy.

  I pushed back on him, moaning. My eyes closed as he twisted them. When he started to drive them in and out, I sighed.

  Then the bathroom door opened. “Phil, cut it out.” I glanced at the mirror. Chris was behind us. “Are you fingering her?”

  “No…” I lied, sounding out of breath. I didn’t want Phil to stop because I was about to cum.

  Chris exhaled loudly. “Is this why you got her a drink? So you could take advantage?”

  I bit my lip as my pussy tensed with orgasm. Then I gasped involuntarily.

  “So nice.” Phil quickly pulled his fingers out and let me go. “No, man. She needed it. I just thought I could comfort her a bit more. You know: rebound sex.” He sucked on his fingers. “Oh damn, you taste good.”

  I closed my bra and adjusted my clothes.

  “Come back inside,” Chris insisted as he put an arm around my waist and steered me out of the room.

  Soon we were back in the living room, which was spinning a bit. Tommy had put a comedy on. He and Vince were hysterical laughing. I looked at the screen as Chris let me go.

  Then Tommy pulled me into his lap. “Do you feel better now?” His hand was on my ass. “I got such a hard-on. Come in the kitchen with me.”

  I leaned back on him and rested my head on his shoulder. “Later, OK?” My eyes closed again, and I started to feel tired.

  “Babe, I can put you to bed.” My body started to relax. Tommy’s arms moved, and then he was standing, holding me. “She’s passing out. I’m gonna lay her down. Be right back.”

  I barely felt anything until the bed was suddenly under me. He had placed me on my back. Sleep was coming over me. My shorts and panties came off at once, so I closed my legs.

  “Not now,” I mumbled.

  Tommy lay down on top of me. His rock-hard cock touched my thigh. “Please, babe. Let me fuck you now, and I won’t ask later.”

  “I wanna sleep,” I whined.

  He got up, and I heard him closing his pants. “But tonight, I’m gonna really pound you. You’re gonna…”

  Chapter 16

  I awoke slowly and was somewhat confused that I was on my belly. Then I felt it, a cock in my pussy. I immediately thought. Damn, Tommy, you couldn’t wait?

  His hips began hitting into me harder. I grasped the pillow under my head, and then cried out into it and held on tight while I trembled within. The feeling lasted a while, longer than usual.

  He picked up my hips and ground into me. I moaned when he lightly grazed my cervix. Then my eyes opened wide. Tommy can’t do that. I started to get nervous. Who’s fucking me? His hips moved around, and I cried out again, my worry forgotten as spasms consumed me.

  “I told you you’d like my cock. Got you to cum three times, before you woke up.” It was Phil.

  I was shocked, but so glad he did it. He was just amazing.

  Then Phil started going even faster. “You like this?”

  I moaned and said, “Harder!”

  “Yeah. A girl after my own heart. I knew you could take all of me.”

  His hips were hitting into my ass pretty hard by then. I opened my legs a bit more and felt him push in even deeper. Then he started moaning.

  I grabbed the pillow again and cried out into it, “Oh, God!” My insides shook and tensed around his cock. I had no idea he was so talented.

  “What the hell’re you doing, Phil?” Chris asked. I guessed that he came in the room.

  “I’m finally fuckin’ her,” Phil replied, breathlessly as he covered my bare hip with the blanket. “She likes it. Just listen to her.” He ground into me again, round and round.

  Within seconds, I screamed into the pillow. Then I closed my eyes, starting to feel guilty.

  He suddenly grabbed my shoulders and whispered, “I’m gonna cum.” He thrust a few more times, real hard, and then stopped and pushed into me as far as possible. “Oh fuck!” he shouted while his cock throbbed. His body was almost rigid against mine for a minute or two.

  “You used a condom. Right?” Chris sternly questioned him.

  Phil kissed the back of my neck. “Never leave home without ’em.” The door closed, and then Phil pulled out of me. “So am I the best, or is that still Chad’s honor?”

  “He told you?” I turned over.

  “No. I heard you tell him that.” He chewed on his lip. “I watched you guys for a long while that night. The look on your face when you came was so damn hot, and he made you do it like five times. And when he got you on top of him, I saw he had his whole cock in you. Damn! Fuck! That image’s giving me a hard-on again.”

  I was embarrassed, knowing he had seen so much, but what was the point anymore? “I’m not saying I didn’t enjoy it, but why’d you fuck me without asking?”

  “Well, I came in here to see if you were awake. You were half-naked, your legs were open and your pussy was calling to me.” He groaned. “I was just gonna eat you out, but while I had my tongue in ther
e, you came to and said, ‘Just fuck me.’ So, you kinda asked for it. When I got in balls-deep, I knew you were sleeping. You were moaning, but not moving much. With Chad, you were all over the place.”

  I closed my eyes. “You’re not gonna tell anybody, will you?”

  “No. I can’t do that to you. And Chad would kill me.” Phil took the condom off and looked around the room for somewhere to stash it. “Um, I’ll be right back.”

  While he was gone, I tried to relax. Tommy always told me, it was just sex. Before him, I didn’t know I was capable of sex without any feelings. I sure as hell had no feelings for Phil, but damn, he was incredible.

  “So, was I good?” Phil asked as he came back in the room.

  I looked at him. “Yes.”

  “Better than the other two?” He bent down, and then was putting my feet in my panties. “You need to put these on before I jump you again. You made me cum harder than I have in months.”

  I pulled my underwear all the way up and replied, “I’m not rating any of you.”

  “So, does this mean I can fuck you every once in a while?”

  I got off the bed and put my shorts on. “No.” Then I looked in the dresser mirror as I fixed my clothes and hair. “I have enough problems right now. Be happy you got in my panties once. OK?”

  “Oh, I’m happy. Damn, I can’t even tell Mark. He bet me a hundred dollars a year ago that I would never fuck you.”

  I rolled my eyes. “You guys are asses.”

  “No, we’re just guys. We bet over a lotta stupid shit. But I won, damn it!”

  Chris glared at Phil as soon as we stepped foot in the living room. Tommy and Vince weren’t there, but heard their voices.

  “You better not tell anyone,” Chris growled quietly as we both sat down. “You’re so lucky the movie was loud.”

  I looked at my hands. “Chris, you won’t say anything. Will you?”

  “No.” He patted the back of my hand. “I think Tommy’s rubbing off on you. Why would you let Phil fuck you?”

  I replied, “I don’t know.”

  “I can’t wait to get to Vegas,” Vince said as he and Tommy came back into the room.