"Is this what you want Angel?" He asks in a husky voice as he plunges two fingers inside me making me throw my head back and hit the door but I don't register any pain, I'm lost to the pleasure this man is giving me right now.
I'm riding his fingers chasing my orgasm I know is near when he abruptly pulls his fingers out of me and grabs my ass pulling me up so my legs wrap around his waist and pulls me down on his very hard, very erect cock. He pounds into me mercifully at the same time he takes one of my breasts into his mouth, his tongue playing with my nipple making me scream out his name.
"I'm going to come Connor..." I manage to get out.
"Let it go Angel, let me hear what I do to you." He demands and just like he lit a match and I'm the firework, I explode all around him pulling on his hair my inner muscles clenching him so hard he follows me into orgasmic bliss.
He drops his head onto my shoulder breathing hard and whispering how amazing it was in my ear and I'm not about to disagree with him because it was bloody fantastic.
Sliding his hands around to my back he peels me off the door and carries me over to the bed, not breaking our connection the entire time. He manages with very little effort to pull the covers back and places me on the edge of the bed and I moan loud, voicing my displeasure at him breaking our intimate connection.
Shaking his head in amusement he chuckles as he say's-
"I'm just going to the bathroom to get a wet cloth to clean you up." As he walk's towards the bathroom I admire his fine ass when boom it hits me like a freight train. We didn't use a condom.
Fuck!!!
The panic must be written all over my face, because when he return's he kneels in front of me with the cloth in one hand and start's to rub my leg with the other as he cleans himself away from my body.
"Allie? What's wrong?" He asks confusion written all over his face.
"W..W.. We didn’t use a condom Connor, I'm on the pill so that's ok..." I stop talking I daren't say what I'm thinking in case I offend him.
"You have no need to worry Angel I'm clean I get tested every three months along with my drug test's and I'm pretty sure you know why I have those." He say's with the cheekiest smile I've ever seen on a man and he wears it well.
Is that it panic over I thought he'd go mad. Most men like him would.
Wouldn't they?
"But after I've finished cleaning you up we do need to talk ok?"
"Ok." I smile but inside my stomach is doing somersaults waiting for the rejection I'm pretty sure is coming.
How stupid am'I to let this happen...again.
*****
Best
F.R.I.E.N.D.S.
Fight for you
Respect you
Include you
Encourage you
Need you
Deserve you
Stand by yo
Chapter 21
Connor
I've just had some of the best sex I've ever had with this incredible woman in front of me but judging by the look she's currently got on her face she think's I'm going to run out on her again because I've told her we needed to talk and frankly I wouldn't blame her after the way I've treated her.
Returning to my full height after cleaning her up I return the washcloth back to the bathroom. I stand in the doorway and watch her, she's moved herself to the middle of the bed with her arm's wrapped around her knee's with the most solemn look on her face and it kill's me to see her like that, and that on it's own tell's me I'm going to end up either breaking her heart or spending my life with her and to me that's fucked up because I've never wanted to spend my life with just one woman, I'm usually breaking their hearts when they think their going to get more from me after a night of sex.
Moving over to the bed I climb on and situate myself behind her so she's between my legs and her back is against my chest, her long blonde hair falling over her shoulders making her look the Angel I know she is.
Wrapping my arm's around the tops of her shoulders and across her chest I notice some of the tension I first felt radiating off her when I first joined her start's to ease away and she melts into me. I think she's finally realizing I'm not going anywhere this time.
"You ok Angel?" I ask tentatively.
"Mmmm," She murmurs.
"Is that a yes or a don't talk to me because I'm tired Mmmm?" I chuckle at her.
"It's an I'm comfy so please don't move." She fire's back at me.
We sit there in silence in each other's arm's just enjoying each others company which is a first for me.
"We have to talk Allie." I say into her hair breathing her in, she smell's like heaven. She tenses in my arm's again but she quickly relaxes and tries to hide it.
"So talk." She prompts.
"Well for starter's I'm not going anywhere this time, I should never have walked out on you last time and I meant it when I said I'm sorry earlier."
"Right ok... apology accepted. So what now Connor? Because unless your sacking me and kicking me off the tour then we still have to work together and your... well your you?" She sounds deflated.
She's right, I've had years of having the media in my face and writing about my life in graphic detail but there is no way I'am kicking her off this tour she's staying and I'm going to make sure she doesn't get hounded by them dogs.
"Are you opposed to keeping this between us quiet... just for now I mean Johnny know's but..." She cuts me off....
"Johnny know's? What? How?" She's clearly panicking again whipping her head around to look at me.
"Calm down Angel he's my best friend I trust him with my life plus he called me on my bullshit for not flying in with the rest of them." I reassure her.
"Was he ok with it? Does he think I'm going to be trouble for you?" My reassurance obviously not working like I thought it was.
"Allie he was fine with it he knew the moment you stepped on that stage at your audition I wasn't going to be able to keep my hand's to myself." I explain.
That guy know's me better than I know myself.
There's shock written all over her face at that little statement and before she can say anything I cup her jaw and pull her lip's toward's mine, moving us around so I'm between her silky thigh's.
"Round two already?" She whisper's against my lip's.
"Yes Angel, round two. Unless you have somewhere better to be? In that case I can stop, or I could go get Kyle for you if that's who you want?" He's got the biggest shit eating grin on his face, he's so pleased with himself because he knows the answer without me saying anything.
"I'd say someone's jealous... and nope I think I'm where I'm meant to be." I tell him with my own shit eating grin on my face.
And that's where we stay all night. In my room and in my bed. And he did as promised... he stayed the whole night.
*****
So here's to….
The crap we talk
The guys we stalk
The way we shop
laughs we can’t stop
the gossip we spill
the looks that could kill
We'll stay together
Cuz We're best friends forever
Chapter 22
Allie
We're just finishing rehersals's ready for tonight's show whilst Connor and the boy's do sound check and I'm totally buggered already. I mean I've hardly had any sleep thank's to Connor and his stamina he kept me up all night and if I'm being completely honest with myself my girly part's are extremely sore and making dancing near impossible. But that just mean's that all this hasn't been one mad dream and I'am in actual fact sleeping with Connor "freaking" Blackwood.
The band's just finishing up when Kyle shout's over to me.
"Hey Allie you fancy going get something to eat with the rest of us before we have to get ready for tonight?" And at that precise moment the music decides to stop and Connor obviously heard because he turn's around and shoots Kyle a death glare it actually scares me and has me worried for Kyle's safety. He clearly dislike's
him. I must remember to ask him what that's about. Although I'm pretty sure I can guess why he has this loathing for the poor guy. Every time Kyle even look's at me Connor look's like he want's to gauge his eye's out. God know's how he's going survive every night on stage with us dancing together. He's going give himself a coronary at this rate.
So for Kyle's health and to stop Connor from having a heart attack before the first show has even gotten underway I tell him...
"I'm actually just going grab a sandwich and call my friend... but thank you for the invite some other time maybe?" Hoping that by offering to go some other time may soften the blow of rejecting him but it obviously doesn't have the impact I was hoping for because his face drop's to the floor and he look's like someone just told him Santa Claus wasn't real. Schooling his features back into place he does that nod men do when their trying to pretend everything's ok and give's me an "Ok" in a sharp tone before walking away and exiting the stage.
Deciding that Kyle has a big chip on his shoulder and he need's to get over himself I grab my bag and exit the stage in the opposite direction of him. As I'm walking along an empty corridor I'm grabbed around my waist and a hand thrown over my mouth. I start to kick and thrash about trying to get myself free but it's useless whoever it is, is a lot stronger than me. I hear a door open and click shut, then a dull light flicker's on overhead and I'm let go and spun around to see a very pissed off looking Connor. Who does he think he is? Manhandling me into what look's like a cleaning supply cupboard.
"What do you think your doing?" I'm seething "I thought I was going be raped or murdered you jackass. You almost had pepper spray to the eyes Connor."
"What am'I doing? More to the point what are you doing Allie?" He spit's back at me.
"I have no idea what the hell your on about, I'm going back to my room getting a poxy sandwich then I'm going to call Karina because I haven't had chance to speak to her since I left and if I was lucky enough I was going to try and get some sleep before the show considering you kept me up most of the night." I'm breathing hard due to the fact my heart just skipped a couple beats, and with my hand's on my hip's, because if they weren't on my hip's I'm pretty sure I'd be strangling this crazy fool.
We stand there staring at each other for what feels like a lifetime, not one of us saying anything he hasn't even acknowledged that he heard everything I've just spewed at him, he's just looking at me and I can't read what he's thinking. He may be pissed for reason's I don't know yet, but my god he's even more gorgeous than he normally he is. He's got that angry smoldering look going on with his hair sticking out everywhere from when he's run his hand's through it during the sound check, his five o clock shadow is calling for me to grab his face and kiss him half to death.
And that's exactly what I do.
I take the short gap between us and jump on him. Argument forgotten... for now.
He catches me with ease as a surprise gasp leave's his throat.
I wrap my leg's around his waist in my usual chimp like manner and decend my lip's upon his, running my hand's from his strong jaw all the way into his hair. He stagger's forward and my back hit's the shelves knocking over the stack of cleaning product's but we're too lost in each other to care right now.
"You make me lose my mind Angel." He softly say's against my lip's.
His hand's have found their way under my dance tank and he pull's my bra cup down causing my breast to push up, he lower's his mouth and take's my nipple into his mouth and begins sucking and nibbling. I throw my head back and smack it on one of the shelves.
"Ow... shit that hurt." I cry out.
"You ok? "He ask's concerned.
"I'm fine... don't bloody stop. What you stop for? Keep at it will you!" The bump to the head immediately forgotten about.
Chuckling at my little outburst I demand he continue's his assault on my breast.
"Oh god Connor I need you... now." I practically scream then throw a hand over my mouth when I realize there could be people on the other side of the door who could hear us.
"It's ok Angel most of these room's are sound proof." He murmurs against my breast the vibration's shooting straight between my leg's.
Knowing we don't have much time I decide to take matter's into my own hand's which is very unlike me but this man bring's out the wild side in me. I scramble out of his hold and place my feet on the floor.
"What are you doing?" He question's.
"I said I needed you now not in five minute's when you've paid more attention to my boob than where I actually need you so I'm taking over."
He stand's there with shock written all over his face. Holding back a laugh at a speechless Connor, I lurch myself forward and grab his belt and start undoing his buckle and pop open his jean's. The entire time our eye's locked on to each other, our breathing the only sound in the room. I shove my hand inside his tight boxer's and take hold of his stiff cock and start stroking in long measured stroke's running my thumb over the head and collecting his pre cum that's gathered there, I decide to tease him into giving me what I so desperately need so I pull my hand out of his boxer's and suck my thumb into my mouth, like lightning he move's to his knee's in front of me tugging my dance legging's down and I hear him growl when he realizes I'm not wearing any knicker's.
"Holy fuck Angel you never cease to surprise me."
"I'm not the Angel you seem too think I'am." I throw back at him hoping and praying he'd just shut up and either fuck me or put his mouth on me.
Before I know it my shoe's and legging's are thrown across the room and he's back to his full height and turning me around so I'm thrown up against the locked door.
"Oh....wow." I breathe out on a whisper just has his mouth come's crashing down on mine opening up to him we're a tangle of tongues and lips. The ache in my lower belly getting worse by the second.
He grab's the back of my thigh's and lift's me so my legs are yet again wrapped around his waist he hold's me firm in one arm whilst he snake's his other hand between us and rub's my clit with his thumb in slow deliberate circle's at the same time he pushes his finger's inside my very wet pussy that's screaming to be fucked by him.
"Sweet Jesus Angel your soaked." He murmurs against my lip's.
"For the love of god do not stop I'm so close." I practically scream.
The prick clearly ignore's me because no soon have I told him not to stop he ceases all of his ministrations, my orgasm fizzling away from me and all I want to do is scream in frustration at him.
"If your going to come then your going to come on my dick not my fingers." And before I can even respond or even take my next breath I'm impaled onto his waiting erection and the wind is knocked right out of me.
"Yesssss... Connor please for the love of god fuck me." I beg.
He start's to move and the burning ache return's full force. My back is slammed against the door repeatedly but I don't care because I'm totally absorbed by what he's doing to my body.
"Oh bloody hell Angel you feel fan-fuckin-tastic I can't get enough of you." He puff's out whilst continuing to stroke me from the inside out with his magnificent cock.
I moan some sort of response unable to string a sentence together even if I tried, we're fucking like animal's in this little storage room and we're both so close to coming when out of nowhere there's a knock on the door and we both freeze, looking at each other with utter shock and dread written all over both of our face's, neither one of us daring to move. The knock come's again only this time it come's with a voice..
"Erm excuse me Mr and Miss Porno but this room isn't sound proof."
"Fucking Johnny!" Connor bites out between gritted teeth.
"What the fuck do you want fuckface?" He's trembling with anger right now, I'm actually glad there's me and a door between him and Johnny because I think he might actually kill his best friend. I just want to die on the spot out of sheer embarrassment that we've been caught having sex.
"Can you two please just come out because I look like a compl
ete tool talking too a door and if anyone see's me then my reputation is shot to shit and I can't be having that." He pleads with us through the door.
With my libido dying a sudden death with Johnny's spectacular timing I wiggle free from Connor's arm's and I feel the loss of him immediately.
"I swear I'm going to kill that fucker one day." Connor spit's out at the same time he's tucking himself back into his jeans. I'm scrambling around in the dim lighting trying to find my clothes, once I find my legging's I put them back on and look up to see Connor looking at me.
"This is not finished.. You hear me?" He grumble's clearly still not happy with Johnny's appearance he turn's and pull's the door open with so much force I'm almost certain it's going to come of it's hinges. I follow after him whilst hopping around trying to put my shoe's on and hold on to my bag at the same time.
"You pair are like animal's, couldn't you of waited another five minute's till you got in a proper room." Johnny throw's at us as we walk down the hallway with him trailing behind us.
"I had my reason's." Connor throw's back at him. And I'm momentarily stumped he's just done all that because he had a reason for it and by the sound's of it it's not because he wanted just me.
Well he can go screw himself because I'm done being apart of any game he's playing.
"You can go fuck yourself Connor Blackwood!" I say calmly and evenly as I stomp off and leave him there hoping he realizes what he's just said.
*****
I don't just dance. I perform. I breathe.
I watch the world disappear.
I release my feelings.
I lead with my heart.
I tear down my walls.
I stop feeling sad.
I lose the pain.
I let it go. I smile.
No, I don't just dance, I do so much more.
Chapter 23
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