by J. S. Lynn
“No dear. We just did and soon we have to leave for the next town.”
“What?” Angel rubbed her face and sat up looking at her. “How did you play?”
“We borrowed the drummer from Junked. He didn’t play quite as well as you of course and he refused to wear the outfit.” Angel giggled. The idea quite funny when she saw it in her mind.
“So, get up for a bit and let me make sure you aren’t dying. You gave me a scare last night.”
“Yeah. I don’t remember much after that dance club to be honest with you. I don’t know what happened. I didn’t take anything, I remember that much, but I felt like I had taken a couple of Mollies.”
“I don’t know. They pumped your stomach and I didn’t understand the toxins report. We could probably take it and run a search on it or something.”
“No, it doesn’t matter I guess. Just feel a little foggy still.”
“Let’s get you something to eat and then you can go back to bed. At least we have a couple of days before we have to play again. No more partying, though.”
Melody helped Angel up and she asked about Kara. Melody didn’t say much, but that she was doing something. The two women had been close friends for a long time and neither wanted to talk about the way Kara had been acting. Angel was slow to move, but she finally got up and started to walk better on her own.
Ana sent her into the shower and she was looking better when she got out. Angel was always a hard partier, but neither one had seen her in such a state before. She had been sleeping almost twelve hours and she still looked as though she had been up all night on a bender. “Thanks for helping me last night guys.”
“No problem hun, it happens.” Ana held her tongue about the men she found her with or anything else that would only seem to make everything worse. Sometimes not knowing was the best gift to be given.
***
Ana once again was dragging when she got back to her hotel room. She too felt like she had had no sleep and she was slightly relieved that Carl was not there. Ana was going to need energy for him and she just didn’t have it. They had to leave in the morning to travel six hundred miles and then hole up for another couple of days, in another hotel. The only thing that made it sound attractive was the music and the idea of Carl. He was the last thing she thought of before she went to bed and the first thing she thought of when she woke up the next morning. She looked beside her and was disappointed that he wasn’t there next to her.
If she had more time, she would have gone around to see him, but instead, she got up to check on Angel. She covered herself with a robe from the bathroom and walked down the long corridor. She spotted a little brunette coming out of one of the band rooms and she wasn’t sure which one it was, though she had a sinking feeling. The girl looked disgruntled and she looked back, cursing under her breath. As she got closer, the other woman looked down and when she got closer to the door, she knew it was Carl’s. She should have known better, though she wasn’t sure why she got a burning hot moment of jealousy. Ana could have gone to him, he practically begged her to and she felt like she had missed out.
She knocked on Angel’s door and roused her. They had to drive their own van and though she hoped to get a break, she figured it would be her driving straight through, so the earlier they got started the better. She was irked about Carl not waiting and Ana pushed her on. “Come on, we are leaving in twenty.”
Ana got the other two up and she didn’t look back as she heard the door open further down the hall. She couldn’t look. “Ana.”
A couple of times repeated, getting louder each time he shouted through the hallway, but Ana just ignored him. She really didn’t have anything to say to him and she went back to her own room to pack. The knock later was ignored as well and it was only when she heard Angel’s voice, that she opened it. “Everyone’s ready Ana.”
She nodded and followed her out, her suitcase behind her. Ana took the stairs as to not go near his door and told the others she would see them on the way out. She tried to figure out why she felt so rotten, but she knew that it was pointless to feel that way. Carl couldn’t wait, so it didn’t really matter. That was why she didn’t mess with men but more than once. They always disappointed her in the end.
Ana got in the van without saying a word. Kara was being especially quiet, assuredly worried that someone was going to rat her out for wanting to just drop her off in her room and hope for the best. But no one did. It would do nothing but to cause more tension and Ana could tell that she felt crummy about it. She was the one that helped her throughout the 10 hour trip, making sure that Ana stopped if she needed something. It seemed to be the best way for things to play out, so she didn’t say much of anything.
“So, what happened with you and that drummer?”
She looked over at Melody, the other two asleep in the back seat as darkness closed in on them. “Nothing.”
“What do you mean nothing? I saw you two on stage. That turned even me on.”
Ana smiled for a second. It was hot and probably one of those moments that she would never forget. She could only hope that she would find a good copy of the show on the internet. She knew there would be. “Yeah, well I fell asleep and he had some chick leaving his room this morning, so what are you going to do?”
She studied her friend for a minute. “You really like him don’t you.”
“Like him, yes. They are all the same though, so it is no big deal.”
Melody knew that it was a bigger deal than she was letting on, but she didn’t say anything. Ana was already distant and she didn’t want to push her away. Melody wondered if there was some way that she could fix it. Ana was always helping them and it seemed like now she was the one in need of some help.
Chapter 6
“Why didn’t you stop by last night? I waited for you.”
“Not too long I hope.”
Ana turned to walk into her room like they had no reason to speak and he stopped her with his voice. Junked had arrived before the girls and even though most of them were already gone to find booze and drugs, Carl was waiting for her outside of her room. She tried to avoid his gaze, steadying the hand that shook slightly as she tried to put the key card in. He took it out of her hand and she was forced to look at him.
“What is wrong with you?”
“Nothing okay, I’m just ready to go to bed.”
“I don’t get it, what did I do wrong?”
“Nothing Carl, really. You are like every other guy, so I don’t know why I thought you would be any different. We had a laugh, but I’m over it.”
“I’m not.”
“Well go find yourself a groupie. I am sure they will be just as young and pretty as the one from this morning. So, why are we even having this conversation?”
“What pretty one? What are you talking about?”
Ana snatched her card out of his hand and managed to jam the thin plastic into the door good enough to get the light to turn green. She pushed the door open and had every intention on shutting it in his face, but he was not having any of that.
“Seriously Carl. I am not in the mood.”
“Then tell me what you are going on about.”
She turned around and leaned past him to shut the door. It was obvious that he wasn’t going to leave in peace, so she didn’t want the rest of the place to hear them arguing. It was mad really. They weren’t even together and they were arguing. “Never mind Carl. Have a good night. I’m tired.”
“You are confusing as fuck, you know that right?”
Ana nodded that she did and pulled her tight dress over her head. She breathed out, happy to be less confined. She tried to ignore the buzz in her blood as she looked at him. “Like right now, why are you taking your clothes off? You are yelling at me, avoiding me, and then taking your dress off. What the fuck?”
She smirked from the exasperation in his voice. Walking towards him, she saw the fire leap in his eyes and he swallowed hard. “I am going to take a shower, C
arl. I have been driving for ten hours with three semi-whiny chicks and I just want a shower and then bed. You insisted on pushing your way through, so yeah, this is what is happening.”
Ana walked into the bathroom and started the shower, waiting for the water to run hot. When she turned back around, he was in there with her and he seemed less inclined to leave than before. “What are you doing?”
“I have been trying to get in you for two days and you have put me off, then you went slightly mad. This is what is happening, Ana.”
His mouth moved down to hers and he was quickly pushing his tongue into hers. His hands pushed at the straps holding her bra up and pulled it all the way down until the dark rose colored spots revealed themselves to him. Carl bent down and took a tip in his mouth, sucking and swirling his tongue around the nipple. Ana was quickly forgetting what she was mad about before, her panties getting wetter as the steam started to fill the small room that he had closed them in.
Carl pulled on her panties, his mouth moving lower as she stood there shaking above him. His hands nudged her thighs open and it was the steam that reached her quim first. She gasped as he moved closer, Carl on his knees in front of her. She whimpered as his hand found her large clit, squeezing it from underneath. Then his mouth was on her, diving in between her puffy lips.
Grabbing one of her long legs, he pulled it over her shoulder, opening her up for the feast. She whimpered as his tongue found her hot hole, her body pushing against the foggy shower door. His mouth was relentless, quickly paired with a thick finger inside of her. It was what she had needed, the penetration to send her over the edge and her hands gripped his hair hard, pushing his face deeper to take in all of her sweetness that escaped.
Ana pushed him away, her legs moving off of him. Carl merely grabbed her up, lifting her onto the sink. He was not done playing and the taste just sent him wanting more. He yanked her open wide and delved deep, his tongue slurping at the escaped juiced. She whimpered, her body going back to the mirror as her eyes watched him feast through the steam. It was sexy as fuck, his tattooed arm moving back below his mouth to tease and tempt her tightness. It had been too long and again, she was losing her senses with a single finger inside of her. His fingers moved as he had while playing his drums and he held her back to stop her from pulling away from what he was doing. “Oh my God, Carl, fuck me please.”
Her body convulsed, her eyes shutting tight as she cried out. Cursing him, her insides tightened as another finger was pressed inside, while his thumb rubbed on her clit. The room was almost suffocating with the steam, and she was finding it hard to breathe. When she opened her eyes, she could only see him as a shape in the distance.
Carl moved away when she pushed him harder. She had had enough and he seemed tireless. She had already come a couple of times, her release hit hard and took all her energy away. Her thighs closed as she leaned back, gasping for air on the mirror. Her body slid the condensation off as she moved her fingers to touch her battered lips. She was already sore and he hadn’t even entered her yet. Rubbing herself, she jerked a couple of times with the pleasure.
He was done with the show, pulling her off the marbled sink and bringing her into the shower. Carl jerked his own clothes off before he stepped in, the water and her slick body there to invite him under the water’s spray. The water was hot and it was even warmer in the shower than the outside. Without much sight, it seemed like all of her senses were so much stronger. Pinning her against the wall, his hands were quickly back in between her legs, playing in the wetness that he had caused. “So wet, Ana.”
His hand was rough, pushing her thigh apart before he started to smack his hard length against her wetness. She looked down but was unable to see what was sliding against her. She could tell by the shaft that he was wide, and the thickness smacking against her felt large, but it was only when she started to nudge his cockhead against her weeping core, that she got an idea of how well he was endowed.
Even with a couple of orgasms and water streaming down her body to make her hole slippery, he was still finding friction as he pushed in. Her walls were not stretching fast enough to accommodate him and he had to pause as she cried out that it was too big. He kissed her neck and shoulders, cooing in her ear that she just had to relax. She did and he pushed another inch in before she stopped him again. Carl pulled back out, giving her a moment before sliding back in, deeper than before. His eyes were on the little bit of himself that was unable to fit.
He grabbed her hips and pulled her ass higher, tilting it so he could get the last couple of inches in. She screamed and braced herself against the shower wall, pushing herself back against him. The last bit of him disappeared inside of her and he crashed against her inside.
Ana squeezed him hard, her inside walls collapsing around his shaft, suffocating him as he tried to push deeper. There just wasn’t anywhere else to go and he growled behind her. “So fucking tight Ana. Makes me think you were waiting for this.”
He pulled out slowly, feeling her walls grip it as he exited. Carl slammed back in, driving her face against the tile as he pushed as hard as he could. He wanted more, deeper. It wasn’t enough and when he started to rut inside, his movement became frenzied.
Feeling her body’s response and how close she was to coming, he moved faster, snaking his hand around to strum on her quim. “Fuck Carl, oh my God!”
Ana reared back, his cock sliding deep as she convulsed around his length. His fingers wouldn’t stop and she was left begging for his cum; anything to get him to stop the overwhelming tension in her body. Her whole body was rigid and tight. She could barely breathe.
He hissed behind her, groaning as he jack-hammered deeper. His cock jerked and then filled her with his hot cream. Her body relaxed as he pulled out, her mind numb from the pleasure. Turning her around, his body moved against her, while his lips searched for hers in the fog. Her hands went to the water and she turned it off, trying to untangle herself from him. She was burning up and needed a breath of cool air. He tried to stop her but she finally opened the door, letting the cold air flow in and started to disburse the steam.
She sighed in pleasure as her body almost instantly cooled down. Ana looked back at Carl and he was still standing in the shower, staring back at her. His cock was huge and she was surprised that she fit such a beast inside of her. He looked at her as if he was still hungry after main course and she had just been ordered for dessert.
Ana moved back into the bedroom, her body starting to spread with goosebumps as the cool air from the air conditioner tightened her hard nipples. His eyes took in the changes and the full view of her without anything obstructing him. She was perfect in his eyes. Her long lean body moved backwards, but she was soon stopped by the back of the bed. There was nowhere for her to go and Ana wasn’t even sure if she wanted to go anywhere, anyways. She had never encountered someone like him before and he played her body like his own personal instrument. Ana didn’t know what was more dangerous, his hands or the bat swinging between his legs.
She sat down on the bed, her body shivering as he came closer. Ana knew that his trembling had nothing to with the cold and everything to do with the animalistic look in his face. His lust was apparently not slacked and her heart pounded as he moved the few feet near her.
His body covered hers almost immediately and there was no more foreplay. He was immediately inside of her, pressing her against the soft mattress below her. Ana was left breathless as he moved inside of her. She felt like she was made for him, he fit so perfectly. It was Ana that fell asleep first, her body unable to take anymore as the night went on.
***
Ana woke up the next morning, stretching and feeling him against her. It was the best way to wake up and she was unable to stop the grin that came over her face. “Morning.”
“Mmmm, morning.”
His hips pressed his cock against her ass and she whimpered. “No, I am so sore.”
He made his own sound as he jerked against her. She t
urned over and kissed him, her body half on his. Soon she had moved away and took his long length into her mouth. His taste was salty, the tip already filling with pre-cum. When she engulfed his head, he surged forward and again was making it hard to breathe. It wasn’t long before she was climbing on top of him and groaning with the pleasure of it all. Her hands dug at his tattooed chest until she melted on top of him in a puddle. Carl finished her as he flipped her below him.
They rested against each other and Ana was trying to catch her breath. She didn’t want to get up, but she knew that she had practice and if she didn’t, she would never be able to walk later that evening. He was like a drug to her, one that could not be tried and enjoyed only once. She would need a long time, repeated usage to get every nuance out of the experience.
“Remember that we have a show tonight.”
“I know.”
“I mean, you promised to sing that song for me, remember?”
“Yeah, I didn’t know if you were just joking or not.”
“Not at all. Here, take this and read over it. It will be the last song of the night, so you will have to stay for a bit.”
She kissed him as he stood up. “I don’t mind. Anything for you.”
“I finished your wall too.”
“What?”
“You’ll see.”
He was the one that left first and Ana was left slightly puzzled in the room. She wasn’t sure what he meant, but she took out her phone. When she pushed the button to dial the last number that was Melody, she instead called her ex. Kevin’s voice was rough. “Did you really have to send that to me Ana. I mean, that was just wrong.”
“What are you talking about?”
“That text from this morning. The pictures of you and the drummer from Junked you sent me? I mean did you really have to send that to me? Just because we broke up and got divorced, doesn’t mean that I didn’t love you or that I don’t miss you.”