by Unknown
“I think it’s a great idea too. It’s something for the fans, something they don’t have to pay extra for because the label wants their cut, something just for them from us.” This gets the two of them grinning and nodding.
“Okay, we are in, Beauty, start making plans with the sound tech and get it added to the set list. Great idea.” I say sending her a wink and her cheeks flush before she turns to escape.
She starts to head back towards the bunks, when Ryker opened his fucking mouth, "Hey Nell do you have plans for tomorrow night? Jaden and I are going to go hang out, you're more than welcome to join us." Ryker visibly flinches in pain as I kick him under the table.
Smiling sweetly at Ryker, "Oh I would love too." Then spins around and walks away. My head slams down on the table, my hands running through my hair, only slightly pulling, and Ryker laughs.
"Don't act so distraught. If you really didn't want her to come you would have told her where we were going." Fuck, I have no come back for that, so leaving my head still resting on the table, I just flip him off with both hands.
Chapter 9
Nell
We pulled into Portland just after 10:30 and the band all pile off to head to their family’s houses. Jaden tries hard to get me to go with him and Ryker to his parents’ house but I convince them to go explaining that I have lot of work that needs done. Really, I know I won’t be getting alone time for the next 88 days and I just want them out of my hair.
I spend the evening curled up with a beer and my favorite men from the Savage Brothers MC, a series wrote by author Jordan Marie. The men in the series are sexy, dirty talking, alphas, and I fall asleep dreaming of doing naughty things to Jaden. When his spicy scent fills my head I awaken with a jump realizing that I am cradled in his arms being lowered into my bunk. Looking down at myself I notice I am only in my underwear,
I gasp, “Where are my clothes?”
“I wanted you to be comfortable so I helped you out of them before laying you down.” Jaden says.
“Jaden I was comfortable, I was wearing my pajama pants and a tank top.”
“Oh well you looked uncomfortable and warm so I helped.” He says with a winning smile and I can’t help but laugh.
“You are such a creeper. It’s a good thing you’re hot.” Says my sleepy self.
“You think I’m hot, huh?” There’s that smirk that makes me want to just bite him all over, fuck I am tired and need to go to sleep.
“You’re built like fucking Hercules and I am pretty sure we have established that I am neither blind nor stupid. Now you’re ego has been stroked and you got to perv out, getting to undress me and stare at me in my underwear for the last five minutes, so are you good, can we go to sleep?”
“We can if you would scoot over.”
“What? I am not scooting over, this is my bunk! Yours is over there.” I screech as I stretch out trying to take up as much room as possible.
“Fine.” But instead of turning and going to his bunk he hops up into him, laying himself directly on top on me. He nuzzles his face into my neck, one hand curls up in my hair, while the other starts to drift down along my rib cage. His body is heavy but it’s not crushing me and even if he was I wouldn’t want him to move. He smelled so damn good like cider, tobacco, oranges, sage. The notes blended together to make up a manly spicy scent that made my body ache.
“Are you okay? You very quiet, I expected to fight me or something. Frankly I was hoping you would so I could accidently grab your boob or ass.” He says into my neck with a chuckle.
“Why doesn’t it need to be an accident?” I purr into his ear and his head pops up so fast he smacks it on the ceiling of the bus. Using the distraction, I ache my body and shove him, attempting to knock him out of my bunk but he latches onto me and we both careen out of the bunk. Jaden keeps his arms tight around me and lands on his back absorbing the impact and protecting me, but effectively knocking the wind out of himself.
“Oh my God are you okay?” I ask as he gasps and wheezes, gulping for air like he is dying. “What do I do? How do I help?” I’m freaking out thinking I just killed me. He points to his mouth then to mine. “You need mouth to mouth?” I ask skeptically, player thinks he’s smooth. Sitting up I plant both of my knees on the floor straddling him. I lean over him, watching as he stills gasps for air but his hands slithers up my bare legs.
“If you wanted to kiss me, you didn’t have to be so dramatic about it.” I say softly and he lets out a bark of a laugh.
“I’m not supposed to want you.” He says reaching his hand up and pulling out my hair tie, making my long hair fall down creating a curtain around us.
“That was a rule you set.”
“It’s a rule that will protect you. I like you, I want you, and because I like you I don’t want to hurt you.” He says gently brushing his hand along my cheek.
“Then don’t hurt me.” I whisper sinking closer, his hand sliding into my hair where it tangles and grips tight causing a small gasping moan to escape my throat.
“Fuck Beauty, I can’t” he says sitting up and I slide down him landing in his lap. I can feel his hardened length through his jeans, I know he wants me.
“I appreciate you trying to protect me but you seem to think I am going to fall in love you the second your dick is inside of me. I can feel that it’s impressive but I’m pretty sure my heart is safe from his powers. GASP! Do you cum a love potion!?!” I giggle then full on laughing as he frowns at me.
“You’re a dick.” He grumbles.
“No you haaave a dick. I huge one at that. Can I see it?” I ask cracking up, now with the mood obliterated I stand up, reaching a hand out to help Jaden off the floor.
“Maybe another time. You know you’re still in your underwear?” he says taking my hand but not assisting much as I fight to pull his heavy ass off the floor. His eyes glued to my body as I wiggle and strain.
“What like you haven’t seen all this already, I bet you coped a feel too, Creeper. Will you fucking help!?” I yell at him finally causing him to laugh and stand up.
“Fuck yeah I did, your tits are goddamn stunning. I had to make sure they were real.” He says grinning and I just roll my eyes and snort.
“Of course they are real.” I take my hand and place them on my breast, “All of this is real.” And slow slide them down my body as I roll my hips. Jaden’s pupils dilates instantly and he reaches out to grab me but a step back. “I’m hungry.” I say and turn on my heel grabbing my clothes from my bunk and heading to the kitchen.
I throw on my pajamas and start digging in the refrigerator, deciding a sandwich sounds good. “Are you hungry?”
“Starving.” His rough voice comes from right behind me making me jump and he laughs.
“I’m going to have a turkey sandwich, do you want one too?”
“Yeah, that sounds good.” He replies while digging around in a side cupboard.
“Did you always live in Portland?” I ask while gathering everything for our sandwiches.
“Born and raised. Have you ever been before now?” he asks still digging in cupboards.
“Nope. I haven’t been many places outside of California.”
“Really? Doesn’t you Dad own a whole fleet of jets?”
“He does but when my Mother was alive, they wanted to travel alone leaving me with my nanny. After she died my Dad wanted as little to do with me as possible.” I say nonchalantly, years of therapy have left me with ambivalent feelings about my relationship with my parents.
“They never took you anywhere?” Jaden asks pausing his rifling to look over at me with concern.
“My mother would often take me to symphonies but that was mostly to encourage me.”
“Encourage you to play the violin?” He questions crossing his arms over his chest and leaning against the cabinets.
Letting out a snort, I shake my head, “No, she would have hated that I started playing the violin. She started me on piano when I was 3.”
“3! Are you fucking kidding me?”
“Nope, crazy right? I was homeschooled and most of my day was centered on playing. When my parents decided to take off on a vaca for a week or more, my nanny was expected to uphold my schedule to the T. If they didn’t, and my Mother would always find out, they would be fired.” I finish making the sandwiches and put them on plates before handing Jaden his and making my way over to sit in the booth.
“Where are the Snickers bars?” He asks setting his plate down.
“Fridge.”
“In the…” he mumbles at a loss but he shakes his head and goes to get one. “So your parents sound like assholes. Why aren’t you living their dreams and playing in symphonies?” He asks taking the seat across from me.
“Ahh…To my mother greatest disappointment, I was never a performer. She died of breast cancer when I was 16. I stopped playing the piano and picked up the violin. I have love and passion for all the music I play, I have talent in creating my own but the second I step up perform, my heart starts rocking in my chest, my breath becomes short pants, my knees knock, and I completely freeze. But despite my anxiety about playing in front of an audience I really did love to play from the very beginning. It calmed me and allowed my mind to escape the suffocating confines of my Mother’s expectations.” I explain then take a big bite of my sandwich. Jaden sits watching me as we both eat in silence.
“I take it that your parents didn’t put you in singing lessons at the age of 3?” I joke making him laugh.
“Oh fuck no. They did buy me my first guitar though at the age of 12. Finn, Ryker, and I had just become friends and were all about music, so for that Christmas, my parents got both Ryker and me electric guitars. Finn’s parents got him a drum set and they let us set up in their garage. God we were terrible. When we continued not to lose interest after a month, Finn’s parents and mine broke down and got us lessons. When Ashton came along we got really lucky because her Dad plays bass and taught her.”
“Well that’s lucky. Were you always the lead singer?” I ask wanting him to keep talking, his deep rough voice his spell binding.
With a laugh he says, “No, puberty wasn’t good to me,” he chuckles. “Ashton was our singer throughout high school. Ryker and I would sing back-up and when my voice finally calmed down, Ashton admitted that she didn’t want to sing lead.” He opens the Snickers bar as he finishes but just looks at it. ”Fridge?”
“Yup, so they don’t melt and they taste better. Puberty huh, maybe I should have gone with you to your parents. I’d love to see pubescent Jaden. Oh and baby Jaden, I bet he was tremendously cute.” I send him my most adorable grin before grabbing his wrist and pulling the candy towards me, taking me a big bite. “Mmm…See, better.” Jaden shakes his head laughing before stuffing the rest of the bar in his mouth.
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Friday night, I am just about ready for a night of fun. I’d luckily brought my Roberto Cavalli little black dress that was immorally short and had a plunging V-neck, which I had to use tape to keep my tits from falling out. My shoes are L.A.M.B. Payton’s that covered my foot in delicate black straps and boosted me up nearly 5 inches. I'd tamed my naturally curly hair into soft beach waves and made my eyes pop using a blue smoky grey. My whole goal being to make Jaden swallow his tongue.
I spray Armani Code on all my pulse points and a couple shots in the cleavage with some wishful thinking. Opening the bathroom door, I nearly crash into Ryker. He looks me up and down, and grins as he steps closer to me, leans into my cleavage, and inhales.
"Mmm good choice." He beams up at me as I reach out to shove him back. When suddenly there is a primal growl and he is picked up then slammed against the opposite wall. I gasp but he must be fine as he starts laughing up at half naked Jaden.
Holy shit, I've never seen such an incredible male before. Standing there in all his rock god glory, wrapped in just a white towel, is Jaden James. Suddenly it’s me that swallows my tongue, or more like a pool of spit, which goes down the wrong tube and I end up choking. Jaden’s look of anger turns to concern. He steps towards me placing a big warm hand on my back to rub soothing circles, while I hack and cough like I am dying. Having him this close, touching me isn’t helping me one bit because my body begins to hum with awareness.
“Beauty, are you okay?” he asks still rubbing my back. I turn my head, so I can answer, and fuck me do I get an eye full.
The bulge behind his towel and I are eye to eye, I can make out a perfect growing outline. The coughing has stopped, so has his hand movement, but we both just stand there, me staring at his cock with his hand on my back.
The clearing of a throat behind us snaps me out of my hypnoses and I snap back up.
“Not that this isn’t suuuper hot but if you both are just going to stand there awkwardly, I’ve still got to piss.”
Jaden chuckles, grabbing my shoulders to move us both out of the way, so Ryker can get into the bathroom. My face is beet red and I can’t look at him but I am not sure looking down is a good idea either as it’s only making me crave him more. He has that deep V, the V you only see on Tv and movies. This God like man has them cut so deep, they create “hang on for dear life handles because this man is built to fuck you raw” grips, that run down making a delicious pathway right to the bulge. And stretched between reads “No Regrets” in a swirling cursive font. I doubt any female that’s had him buried inside her, ever regretted a single second of it.
I just want to run my tongue down every inch of him. I inch my gaze upward counting the ten solidly defined packs of muscle, taking notice of the huge flying raven he has tattooed on his right ribcage. Before I realize it my hand is reach out and I brush my fingers over its wing that rests below the outside of his peck. As my fingers brush his skin he sucks in a breath and my eyes meet him.
“He’s is beautiful.” I whisper. Jaden takes my hand from his chest and I feel a jolt of rejection that he doesn’t want me touching him, but he presses a kiss to my palm before setting my hand in the middle of his chest, where a large black and grey angel rests.
The door to the bathroom pops opens and Jaden quickly drops my hand and he steps back.
“What are you guys humping in the hallway now? Jesus, put that beast away man!” Ryker says pointing to the barely concealed “beast” in his towel.
"Dude, we have to work with her throughout the tour." Jaden is clearly pissed and while I had been excited and imagining all kinds of things, its snuffed right back out at his words. Of course he didn't want her, remember he doesn't go for innocence. And why would he, a man like Jaden could have any or as many girls as he wanted.
Deciding I needed some air, I decided to wait outside for them to finish getting ready, I grabbed my LV, and made my way down the steps of the bus. Ashton and Finn are waiting outside, so I make my way over to them.
"Wow, you look amazing. Has Jaden seen you yet? He might try to make you change."
"Yeah, after Ryker assaulted me. They are in there duking it out to see who gets me.” We laugh. “I love your pant, by the way." I say pointing to her adorable black and white vertical striped skinny jeans. She has them paired with a loss blue tee shirt and heart stomping boots.
“Thanks.” She says with a shy smile.
"She’s right, you look really great tonight, Ash.” Finn says looking at her like it’s the first time. Her cheeks turn pink as she looks down at her boots and mumbles another thanks. Hmm, I wonder what going on there?
Jaden comes thundering down the stairs, in big black kick your ass boots, dark jeans, and red tee shirt. His hair is shoved up under a backwards black flex fit hat, that read Oregon Ducks in bright yellow right over his dark eye brows. Could the man ever look like crap just once?
Meeting my gaze, he heads towards me. "Are you okay? He didn't freak you out right? He's kind of a pervert but really he's harmless."
"Don't forget he is an amazing guitar player too." Staring at the bright color of his shirt.
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"Yeah that too." Clearing his throat he continues, "You look stunning." Meeting his gaze I smile, he returns it with a dimpled grin. The guy is so gorgeous that I just have to shake my head. I step around him as the black town car pulls up in front of our little group.
Ashton and I climb in first followed but Finn and Jaden. Ryker appears moments later, diving through the door landing on Finn and Jaden’s laps. They look at each other and together they shove him off and he hit the floor.
“Oaf!” come from the floor. “Thanks assholes.” He says getting up looking slightly disheveled.
"Where are we headed?" I ask them once we are all in and buckled.
"Uh... It's a place called Union Jacks." Jaden grumbles.
For some reason this causes Ryker to snort and Jaden reaches out to punch him in the arm. "You know you really shouldn't be so mean to you very important guitar player."