by HB Heinzer
"Upstairs," she pleaded, pulling on my hand. I knew what she wanted and wasn't ready to tell her that would have to wait. I could have kicked myself, not realizing that the healing process would take so long. I had gone for the piercing while she was gone so I wouldn't have to waste a minute I could be spending with her and here I was having to do just that.
"No time, my little cloud." I pulled her towards the living room to show her the newest addition to the band. While he wasn't an official, full-time member of the band, we had made the decision to add Jared on a limited basis to the summer tour. The boy had talent that we couldn't deny and he added another layer of depth to our sound that we needed.
When Rain jumped on my back wrapping her legs around my waist, I thought I was going to hit the floor. She managed to catch right in the wrong spot sending spikes of pain through my body.
"Come on, they weren't even expecting me for twelve more hours." I leaned my head away from her to try to keep her from biting my ear as we walked through the house. She knew what a turn-on that was for me and she was having fun trying to tempt me into a day hiding in our bedroom.
"Nope, you're just going to have to be patient. I know that's hard for you, but it'll be a good test." I needed to get her out of the house. That was the only way I would be able to resist her advances.
After carefully dropping Rain onto the couch, the guys finally noticed she was home. We spent the next hour catching her up on everything she had missed. We ran through some of the new material, told her where Jared fit into everything and gave her the quick version of the schedule for the summer.
The bottom of Rain's tank top slid up slightly as she leaned into my side on the couch. I knew I was playing with fire, but I needed to feel her skin on mine. I started tracing circles on her stomach, each one leading my hand a little further under the cotton. When I started nipping and kissing her neck, I felt her shift beneath me and knew I was tormenting her. "If you keep that up, all bets are off," she hissed.
I bolted from the couch as she reached behind her back hoping to rub against me to return what I was giving. "No time for that, come on." I grabbed her hand practically dragging her through the house to our room. I saw a twinkle in her eyes as we crossed the threshold, thinking I was teasing her. In reality, I knew I couldn't stay in the house with her another minute or I would cave.
"Get changed, we're going for a ride." If looks could kill, I am pretty sure I would have been a dead man just then. She wasn't happy at my latest suggestion.
"Well, if we have time for a ride..." her voice trailed off. I made the mistake of turning around to face her at the exact moment she slipped her tank top over her head, revealing her perfect, bare breasts. I sucked in a deep breath, reminding myself that I was out of commission as she hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her yoga pants. In one swift motion, she removed her pants and her panties, so she was standing before me completely naked.
She pressed that tight body against me, and I started re-thinking whether or not I could do this. Surely it would just be a bit tender at first, right? People did this all the time. She brushed her hands against the zipper of my jeans and I felt my cock twitch beneath her palm. It didn't exactly hurt, but it definitely wasn't comfortable. We needed to get out of the bedroom, the sooner, the better.
"Come on, I was going to take you out tonight, but since the guys are going to crash soon, we'll go now. That way, we can grab a nap before they're working on shit tonight and we won't miss anything."
"Is everything okay?" I could see the wheels turning in her head as she tried to find a different outfit to wear for the day. I wanted to tell her, couldn't figure out why I wasn't. I guess I was just a chicken-shit. It's not easy to admit to doing something that seemed so major without even talking to the other person impacted by my decision. If we couldn't talk about things like that, what would happen down the road when things that really mattered came up?
"Yep, fine." No, everything's not okay. I'm a fucking coward. I'm a pansy who can't tell my girlfriend that I got my cock pierced while she was gone, and now she's probably thinking all sorts of crazy shit.
"If you say so. Give me a few minutes and we can head out." The tone of her voice had cooled considerably since she had gotten home. I left her alone to finish dressing and let the guys know we were taking off.
Overall, the day was great. We rode down the coast for a while before stopping at a small, out of the way diner. It felt good to get away, to feel like just another young couple on a date. No one knew us; we didn't have our friends around giving us shit. It was awesome.
I could tell she was upset when I cut the day short after lunch. I wanted to keep going, but sitting on the bike seat combined with fighting the hard-on I had from feeling Rain's body wrapped around me had me in a lot of fucking pain. By the time we got back to the beach house, she refused to speak to me and I still hadn't figured out how to bring up what was really going on.
I didn't try to stop her when she grabbed the keys to the Challenger. I needed to figure out what to say to her by the time she got back because I could see the confusion festering into anger, which meant full-out rage wasn't far behind.
"What the fuck is that!" I had started to wake up when I felt Rain's body pressed against mine and jolted upright in the bed at her shrieking. Confused, I rubbed my eyes, looking around to see what was wrong.
"What's wrong?" I asked, still trying to figure out what in the hell was going on. Rain wasn't the type of girl normally to freak out.
She threw back the sheet on the bed at the exact moment our bedroom door flew open. Had I not taken a sleeping pill since it was nearly impossible to fall asleep with the sun blazing through windows, I would have freaked at seeing two of my best friends standing in the doorway staring at the cock my girlfriend had just exposed to the world.
"Dude, what the fuck did you do?" Jon laughed, trying to decide whether to take a second look at the cause of Rain's outburst or to look away.
"What? Someone want to tell me what the fuck is going on?" I was starting to come out of the fog from my pill and knew whatever was going on wasn't good.
"You okay in here?" Jon asked Rain, avoiding eye contact with either of us.
"Well...uh...yes Jon, you can go." I looked over to Rain, still fairly out of it and trying to figure out why everyone was in our room. Seeing her eyes glued to my exposed cock, I yanked the sheet up to my waist, mortified that what was supposed to be something private turned into a public displayed, quite literally.
"Dude, get the fuck out!" I threw a pillow across the room and listened as Jon and Travis burst into giddy laughter as they walked down the hall.
"What were they doing in here?"
"They came up to see what was going on. They're gentlemen like that; they come running when they hear a woman freaking out." She pursed her lips trying to stifle the laughter. Had anyone else been in my shoes, yeah, I would have seen the humor in it, but this was just not cool.
"Yeah, what was that about anyway?"
"You're kidding me, right?" She pulled back the sheet, taking another look below my waist.
"Oh, that..." I was speechless. She had actually freaked the hell out when she saw it. Like little girl sees a spider freak out.
"Uh, yeah. That. What in the hell did you do?" Her body started to relax, but not much. I really regretted not telling her sooner since it was suddenly this huge ordeal.
"Well, I thought about it for a long time, but it seemed stupid to put myself through that pain if there was no one in my life to enjoy it."
Her jaw dropped at my admission. Sure, it was a bit strange, but really, it made perfect sense in my mind.
"So, I agreed to see where things will go with us, and you rushed out and had someone ram a barbell through your dick? That's kinda fucked up." She sprung out of the bed and started pacing along the wall of windows, not looking back at me.
"Baby, it's not like that." I pulled on a pair of sweatpants and joined her by the windows.
I had done enough not talking to her; it was time to make things right. "I didn't do it as some freakish way to keep you happy. I will admit, I'm looking forward to that too, but I've been thinking about it for a long time. But face it, that's not the type of thing you do when the only action you're seeing is your own palm."
She buried her face in my chest, trying to stop laughing. "Okay, so I'll try to forget that part. But why didn't you tell me? And when did you do it? And how did you plan to keep me from finding out?"
"I did it the day you left." I leaned my head against the cool glass, struggling to find the words. "I had no desire to keep it from you, but let's just say it hasn't healed as quickly as I would have liked. I was actually hoping to surprise you with it when you got back."
"Well, you managed the surprise part of it all right." We stood there wrapped up in one another, finally able to laugh at the absurdity of the entire day.
Rain and I spent the next two weeks getting to know one another on a deeper level. After so many years as close friends, you would think there wasn't anything left to learn, but there were parts of our lives both of us had never shared.
I told her about growing up as the only male in the house once my dad left and about how that shaped my life. I wanted her to understand that side of me now that we were together. I'd had issues in the past where women thought they were getting the badass I try to make myself out to be, without realizing that I had spent entirely too much time listening to my mom and sister talk about how they wanted men to treat them. Sometimes I wondered if they were the minority or lying, because most of the women I knew didn't want someone who was sweet, romantic and worried about their happiness. The women I knew wanted someone to take control, show them a good time and little more.
She told me about her childhood and why she thought running away after graduation was the answer. That was one of the most soul-shredding talks we had ever had, and we had covered some deep shit over the course of five years. I think it helped her to get it out, but it didn't change the fact that she would never have that time back with her mom.
Late at night, after everyone finally decided to turn in for some sleep, I would lead Rain to our room and show my appreciation for her in every way possible. Even on the nights where blue balls compounded the tenderness I was already fighting, it was totally worth it to have that time with her. I felt like a fucking pansy when I came to the realization that not jumping into a physical relationship had some serious benefits. If it was possible, I loved Rain even more than ever before.
"Hey man, are you gonna make use of that bed before we ship out?" Jon asked at breakfast, the day we planned to leave for Memphis. Every morning started the same, coffee and listening to the guys giving me a hard time about the lack of sex in my sex life.
"That's between me and Rain. Fuck off." They didn't know that my plans for the last day in our oceanfront home included little other than spending the day wrapped in Rain's silky body, feeling her nakedness pressed against me, wrapped around me.
"No, I think that's the whole point, man. That's the one thing that apparently hasn't been between the two of you since she got back." I threw a biscuit at Travis, who felt the need to jump in. It was no wonder none of us had had a long-term relationship. Even if there had been someone we had been interested in, not many women could put up with us; and yes, as much as it irritated the shit out of me to listen to them every day, I knew I'd have been no better if I was in their place.
"Shut the hell up, Trav. Not that it's any of your business, but what he's lacked in using and abusing, he's more than made up for in other ways. Amazing ways. Ways I'm pretty sure none of you twisted bastards could even think about pleasing a woman." Rain shot him a look of death as she rounded the island to get her morning coffee. The guys had made a fatal tactical error when they decided to start in on me before she'd had her first cup. If there were a way to attach her coffee to her alarm clock, I would gladly do it because Rain was the epitome of "not a morning person."
Poor Jared sat in the living, just as he did every morning, trying to stay out of it. He still acted as if he was an outsider, but not comfortable hanging with the group of roadies who was staying at the house either. I looked at Rain and saw that she was watching him as well. She probably knew better than any of us what it was like to be in his shoes, so I decided I would talk to her later about reassuring him that he belonged, just as we'd had to do with her at first.
"Hey Jared, you wanna help me with something?" I looked over at Rain, wondering what she was up to when she called out to the kid.
She walked over to me, wrapped her arms around my waist and kissed the top of my head. "Don't worry, just giving him a little space. We'll be back." Damn, I loved that woman.
"Uh, sure." Jared tipped back his coffee mug, draining it and putting the empty in the sink before following Rain to the garage.
"What's up with that?" Travis asked once they were gone.
"No clue," I said as I watched both vehicles pull out of the driveway. "Hey, I need to talk to you guys about today..."
After looking at maps and figuring out how much time we really needed in order to get to Memphis before the meeting we had scheduled with Virtuosity, the band we were going to be following for the summer, the three of us realized it was possible to spend one more night sleeping in real beds before hitting the road.
When Rain and Jared got home, she was acting strange, trying to hide something from me. I wanted to question her about it, but figured I really had no room to talk given the secrets I had kept from her not that long ago. I followed her to the bedroom with every intention of locking the door and not coming out until it was time to leave.
She crouched on the other side of the bed, trying to shove something into her suitcase. I locked the door behind me and started making my way to her. "That Jon, he's a smart guy."
"Yeah, how's that?" She started crawling across the bed to me, giving me a view of her pert breasts hanging free inside her top.
I popped open the top button on my jeans as I reached the side of the bed. "Well, he keeps telling me it'd be a shame to have this big bed and only use it once. I figure we're leaving here in fifteen hours, and I intend to use it as many times as possible without leaving this room."
Her fingers slid under my shirt, following the contours of my back as I sat on the edge of the bed to take off my boots. Her lips felt like fire against my skin as she kissed her way from one hip to the other and then up my back.
I twisted around, flipping Rain so she was pressed under my body. Even though it had been three weeks since we had been together this way, I wanted to make today last because it was our last time together in a real bed for a while. She slid her hands between our bodies, releasing the last three buttons on my jeans before sliding them down my hips. "So, did you throw out all of your boxers or what?"
"You complaining?" I ground my hips into hers as I kissed her deeply. It was an intense kiss, our mouths feverishly searching for one another. I tensed as I felt her delicate fingers sliding down my chest. She wrapped her hand around the base of my cock and stroking to the tip. I shuddered when she allowed her fingers to trace my tip, flicking against the steel balls on my piercing. I knew it was going to change the sensations, but fuck, between her hand and the cold metal, I nearly lost it in that moment.
"Fuck! You keep doing that, and I'm gonna bust a nut in your hand." I rolled my head back, trying to will myself to keep from coming too soon.
"Feels good, does it?" She smiled up at me, knowing exactly what she was doing to me.
"Fuck," I groaned again. "Baby, you have to stop. It feels fucking amazing."
I pulled away from her body, needing the space between us. After removing her jeans and panties, I caressed her hips, my thumbs teasing the seam between her hips and pubis. Her body arched off the bed and I could see how ready she already was for me. With one hand placed near the top of her swollen lips, I teased her clit as the other hand drew long strokes through her wet fo
lds. I watched her eyes darken as I slid one finger deep inside, feeling her walls tighten around me. I added two more, twisting and scissoring them deep, reaching for the soft spot on her inner wall, bringing her to a hard, shattering climax.
"Baby, please," she begged. "I want to feel you in me. Please. Oh, God yes! Don't stop..." I leaned over her, lightly flicking my tongue over her throbbing clit. I buried my fingers deeper inside, keeping her on the edge of another climax, pulling them back, replacing them with my tongue. As she came on my face and fingers again, I couldn't hold off any longer.
I pulled my hand away from her, reaching for a condom from the box I had stashed in the nightstand. I was hanging on by a thread when she grabbed the condom from my hands and threw it on the floor. "Are you going to make me beg now? God, I need to be inside you. Now. Please, baby."
She pushed me onto my back, hovering so close to my painfully hard cock that I could feel the heat and dampness on her pussy. "You want this?" She was taunting me, rocking her hips back and forth, our bodies just barely touching. All I could do was nod. I tried to push her away to grab another condom, not in any mood to play. "You sure you want this?" She asked again.
"Dammit, yes. Now get the fucking condom." I was so close to coming that her teasing was bordering on irritating. I gasped loudly when she reached between our bodies and impaled herself on my bare cock.
"Holy hell!" I moaned. "Baby, you feel...oh sweet Jesus...Rain, you have to..." She felt fucking amazing, her juices coating my cock. In all my years of being with women, never had I been so careless as to not use a condom. Being with Rain in this way, I didn't want that thin barrier between us again but we had to be responsible. "Baby...condom..."