Hard Rock Tease: A Rock Star Romance (Darkest Days Book 1)

by Athena Wright

  “How did she even get in?” Deena asked for the tenth time. “Why didn’t someone realize she wasn’t a staff member?”

  “I want to know how she got the gun,” Kell growled. “Aren’t crazy people banned from owning weapons?” Kell was pissed, taking it personally that someone had threatened his friends.

  “You sure you’re okay?” Morris asked quietly.

  “I’m fine.” I gave him a small smile. “It was scary, yeah, but everything turned out okay.”

  Ren put a protective arm around my shoulder and gave me a squeeze.

  Jayce and Neil were both still talking with the police. For some reason, the paramedics didn’t think they needed to be coddled and treated like they were glass. I scowled at the double standard and shrugged my blanket off.

  “Don’t get up yet,” Ren said, alarmed.

  “Stay here for a little while longer,” Kell wheedled. “Let us mother-hen you a bit, okay?”

  I grumbled but allowed Ren to pull the blanket back over my shoulders. “I just want to get back to the hotel room and get a good night’s sleep.”

  It was a lie, really. I was buzzing with nerves and couldn’t stop fidgeting, a bundle of energy unable to sit still. The adrenaline, most likely.

  “Jayce!”

  Kell called out the guitarist’s name as he approached, finished giving his statement. He took his place in the circle of people hovering over me. Morris gave him a slap on the shoulder and Ren gave him a one-armed half-hug. Kell pulled Jayce in for a tight squeeze and thumped him on the back several times before letting go.

  “Don’t you ever scare me like that again,” Kell admonished.

  “I’ll try not to get attacked by scary fangirls from now on, I promise.”

  “Are you finished with the police?” Deena asked.

  “For now. There’s going to be some follow-up, but they said they were done with me for the night.”

  I saw Neil out of the corner of my eye, standing awkwardly outside the circle, looking like he wanted to intrude but didn’t dare.

  “Neil, you finished, too?” I asked, prompting him to come forward.

  He nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets. “They told me to go to the station to give a more formal statement in the morning.”

  “Me, too,” I said. Jayce nodded.

  “Ailey…” Neil trailed off, glancing hesitantly at Jayce. “You doing okay?”

  “I must be doing better than I look, because everyone’s treating me like I’m going to fall apart any second. I’m feeling fine. Yeah, it was scary, but we’re safe now.”

  In fact, I was feeling more than fine. My body was awash with adrenaline. I felt like I could get up and run a marathon. They said that experiencing a near death experience gave people a kind of high, a rush of excitement.

  Wasn’t there a cliché about people getting the urge to fuck after a brush with death? I supposed all clichés had a grain of truth, because I was feeling that familiar tingle right then.

  ”I just want to go back to my hotel room.” And take care of that itch.

  “You’re right,” Kell spoke up, almost too loud. “You should go get some rest. Jayce, Neil,” Kell gave them each a pointed look, “Ailey shouldn’t go alone. Why don’t the two of you take her to her hotel room?”

  My mouth popped open and I stared wide-eyed at Kell. Neil looked taken aback while Jayce gave Kell an amused look.

  “The both of you better make sure she gets there safe and sound,” Kell added with a grin.

  Jayce wrapped an arm around my shoulder and Ren let him pull me up and off the back of the ambulance. My knees were a little shaky, but aside from that, I was fine.

  “You coming?” Jayce tossed the question to Neil, who looked befuddled but took my hand anyway.

  Kell gave me a smug look. I wanted to be peeved at him. Could he be more obvious? Another part of me, though, couldn’t help but squirm inwardly in excitement.

  I hadn’t been able to have that conversation with the two of them like I’d planned.

  It looked like I was getting my chance.

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  The two of them guided me to a taxi and piled in next to me, one on either side. The taxi ride to the hotel was quiet, as was the elevator ride to my room. Neil tried to speak a few times but always fell silent.

  I tried not to be impatient as the lights on the elevator lit up floor by floor, but Neil must have sensed it. He snuck his hand around my waist and pressed it against the small of my back, lending me a comforting touch. I leaned into him and took in a deep breath. I could smell his aftershave along with a woodsy scent that sent warmth flooding through me.

  Jayce noticed and brushed his hand against mine, not wanting to be left out. I wondered if Kell had spoken to him. Did he know what was going to happen tonight?

  When the elevator doors opened, I took both of them by the hand and led them to my hotel room. I pulled them through the door and shut it behind me. When I turned to face them, I saw two very different expressions.

  Jayce’s was fierce, hot. Neil’s was confused, apprehensive. I felt the need to go to him first. I cupped his face in my hands and leaned against him so close my breasts were pressed against his chest. Those bright blue eyes searched mine for a moment before flicking over to Jayce briefly.

  “Ailey, what—”

  I cut him off with a kiss, lowering his head with a light pull. I pressed a soft kiss on his mouth, then ran my tongue between my lips. He groaned and parted them for me, letting my tongue stroke leisurely against his until he pulled away sharply, expression almost scared as he glanced at Jayce again.

  “Ailey, what are you—”

  “There’s been too much confusion,” I interrupted him. “Too many misunderstandings between me and you, between you and Jayce. Between all three of us really.” I shook my head. “It doesn’t have to be confusing anymore. It can be simple.”

  I took both their hands in mine. I leaned up to press a quick kiss to Neil’s mouth before leaning over and doing the same to Jayce.

  “Ailey, I don’t understand.” Neil sounded so lost.

  “Do you want me?”

  “I—” He stopped and snuck another glance at Jayce, who looked both relaxed and tense at the same time, like a languid tiger considering whether to pounce on his prey. Jayce gave Neil a sharp nod, as if in answer to an unspoken question. I knew he was just waiting for Neil’s response.

  Neil—" I pressed my hand to his chest. “We both know we’re better off as friends. But we also both know there’s unfinished business between the two of us. I don’t want to say goodbye just yet. Forget about your job. Forget about me and Jayce. Just answer. Do you want me?”

  “Yes,” he replied quietly.

  “And I want you. Both of you, even if only for tonight.”

  “How—” Neil shook his head. “I’ve never—”

  “It’s easy.” Standing on my tiptoes, I brushed my lips against his. “Just take me.”

  Neil’s eyes flashed with heat.

  “Are you sure?” he whispered. “The both of us?”

  “I’ve never been more sure of anything.” I echoed the words I’d spoken to Jayce. “Are you okay with that?”

  Instead of answering, Neil wrapped his arms around my waist and hoisted me up, taking three steps and throwing me down onto the bed. I bounced with a squeal and shuffled up to the headboard, making room for him. Neil crawled between my spread legs and hovered over me. I looked up into his eyes and saw that they were hungry, heated.

  “Ailey—”

  I place a finger on my lips and shook my head. I didn’t want him to be second-guessing his decision all night.

  Neil pressed a kiss to my finger and drew down the zipper on my skirt. I lifted my hips so he could pull it off me, throwing it across the room. I licked my lips and tossed my shirt over my head, leaving myself dressed only in my black lace bra and matching panties. I’d never felt sexier.

  Jayce joined us and unclasped m
y bra with expertise, peeling it away from me. He cupped my bare breasts, one in each hand, and fondled them gently, squeezing and kneading. He sat on the side of the bed and leaned down, sucking a nipple into his mouth. He swirled his tongue around the peaked nub, then did the same to the other. I fisted my hands in the sheets and moaned, leaning my head back on the pillow, enjoying the attention. He kissed me then, his mouth insistent, the kiss urgent. He moaned into my mouth when my tongue flicked out to play with his.

  Neil ran his hands up and down my body, from neck to stomach to inner thighs, then back up again, leaving a blazing trail on my skin. He pressed himself against me and I could feel the hardness against my leg.

  Jayce ran a hand through my hair, untangling all the knots, petting me soothingly. I immediately reached for the buttons on his shirt and began undoing them one by one, pulling it off his shoulders.

  Neil slid a hand down my side and squeezed a handful of ass. I pressed my hands against his chest. The hard muscles felt so good against the palms of my hands. I flexed my fingers and scratched lightly, drawing down the skin until I reached the belt of his pants. I cupped his growing bulge and he hissed.

  “I’ve been hard for you for months.”

  I pulled away from Jayce’s kiss. He drifted down to suck on my neck. I wondered if I should dare say the words I was thinking. From our text conversations, I knew how much Neil liked dirty talk.

  “I’ve been thinking about how good your cock’s going to feel on my tongue.”

  Neil’s eyes glinted darkly and he clenched his fingers into the muscles of my thighs. He moved to the other side of me, opposite Jayce and turned my head to face him. He kissed me again, needy, desperate. His tongue became aggressive as he plundered my mouth. I let him take control of the kiss, let him take me harder, rougher. He ground himself against my side and my mouth watered, knowing what was waiting for me.

  Jayce slid down my body, moving his mouth to my collarbone, pressing his lips against the swell of my breasts, licking and sucking all the way down. I searched with my hands to find the firm muscles of his chest and abs, enjoying the feel of him beneath my fingers.

  When my skin was reddened and tingling from kisses, Jayce ran his hand down my neck, pressing his thumb against the marks he’d left. He continued down across my chest, skimming past my breasts and heading straight to the apex of my thighs, cupping me between my legs. I let my head fall back with a moan, breaking away from Neil’s kiss.

  Neil slipped a hand into my hair and cradled the back of my head, forcing me to look at him. His eyes burned bright and a harsh breath escaped his mouth.

  “You ready to take my cock into your mouth, sweetheart?”

  My heart pounded erratically and a thrill went through me.

  “I want to taste you.” The words tumbled out without input from my brain.

  His hand brushed through the hair on the top of my head, and then he was pulling me up onto my hands and knees on the bed. I let him guide me until my mouth was level with his belt. Jayce positioned himself behind me, pressing his hardness against my thigh. Neil’s cock was just as hard inside his pants.

  I reached forward, but Neil slapped my hand away.

  “No hands.”

  I inhaled a sharp breath at his tone, forceful and commanding. It made something inside me stir, something dark and delicious.

  He tangled his hand in my hair with a tight grasp, pressing my mouth toward him. My heartbeat increased in tempo as he drew me closer. I was enjoying the subtle force pushing me down, perhaps more than I should have.

  I leaned forward and used my lips and tongue to find the zipper. When I uncovered my prize, I pulled it down, the metal grating sound the only noise in the room aside from our ragged breathing. He pulled himself out, gripping lightly.

  My first glimpse of Neil’s cock. It was rock hard with a slight upward curve. He rubbed the tip all over my mouth, parting my lips with every move of his hips, holding me in place with a hand on the back of my head.

  “Now you can touch it.”

  I took his cock in one hand. He was long and smooth, perfectly formed beneath my fingers. I stroked down his cock slowly, then gripped tighter around him before I slid back up. Neil grunted, and I couldn’t help the flush that rose to my cheeks at the thought that I pleased him.

  “Remember what I told you?”

  I looked up at him without speaking.

  “I want to see those pretty pink lips stretched around my cock.”

  My heartbeat spiked in my chest. I parted my lips expectantly and he pushed forward, his blunt head sliding between the circle of my lips. I swiped a firm lick across his cockhead and a hum of pleasure escaped his throat.

  “Take my cock into your mouth.”

  He wasn’t kidding about being domineering.

  I took him into my mouth, lips slowly sliding down his hot flesh inch by inch. I flicked my tongue back and forth, enjoying the taste of his hard cock, enjoying the musky scent of his arousal mixed with a faint hint of soap.

  “You like the feeling of my cock on your tongue?”

  A pulse of heat went through me at those words. I couldn’t keep still, hips squirming back and forth, thighs pressing together.

  Behind me, Jayce must have felt me squirming, because he peeled off my underwear until it was halfway down my thighs, giving him a delicious view of my backside. He spread my legs apart with his knees and ran his fingers along the soft skin of my inner thigh.

  “So fucking hot,” he growled. “Can’t wait to sink myself into you.”

  Jayce pushed a finger between my hot folds, tracing a line through my slit, feeling the wetness already gathered there. It sent delicious shivers down my spine. One finger found its way toward my entrance and I bucked back into his hand.

  “You want something, baby?”

  Neil pulled out so I could answer.

  “Yes,” I gasped.

  “Tell me what you need.”

  “I need it. I need you. Please.”

  He slipped a finger inside; I gasped and moaned at the intrusion.

  “I’m not sure I believe you. I don’t think you want it enough.”

  He took his hand away, pulling out of me completely. The rush of cool air was almost unbearable. I whined, desperate, and he chuckled darkly. He moved closer to me and pressed his cockhead against my clit, rubbing. After teasing me until I was panting and gasping, he rubbed the length of himself along my dripping slit. My body trembled. I ached inside. My impatience got the better of me and I pushed back against him hard. He pulled away and I whimpered. My disappointment must have been obvious.

  “You need to make me believe you want it.”

  “Please. I need it,” I gasped. “I need you inside me.”

  As a reward for my begging, he placed his hard cock at my entrance. His hands gripped my hips tight, holding me in place. I trembled. My whole body tingled in anticipation.

  He pushed into me with one hard stroke. My eyes flew open and I cried out in pleasure. A deep growl reverberated in his chest. His cock was hot and throbbing as he worked himself into me. I gasped at the stretch, at the burn of it. He was thick and hard as steel.

  He was spearing me open and I couldn’t believe how good it felt. My internal muscles clenched and unclenched. I reveled in the delicious pressure of his cockhead spreading open my inner walls. Slickness ran down my thighs, coating his shaft. My hands clutched two handfuls of the soft sheets. He was fully embedded inside me. I struggled with the thickness of his cock, the width of it, the stretch of it. That delicious stretching had me writhing around on the bedspread, unable to keep my hips still.

  “Don’t forget about me, sweetheart.”

  Neil pushed himself back into my mouth and I licked and lapped at his cock, trying to focus on my task, distracting myself from the desire rising within me. I wanted to give him my full attention.

  As Jayce fucked me from behind, I applied a careful suction at the tip, and Neil’s breath turned ragged, wanting.
I peeked up at him through my lashes and was mesmerized by the blissed out look on his face. Wetness continued to flow between my legs, making Jayce’s cock dripping wet with my slick. I tried to quell the ache that began to overwhelm my senses. I tried instead to concentrate on the hard, swollen flesh resting on the tip of my tongue, on the throbbing meat sliding between my lips. I tried to concentrate on the hard pole pounding into me from behind.

  Neil shifted his hips, pushing himself closer. He must have had enough of my slow licking, of the teasing. I gave a full body wriggle of anticipation. I’d had enough of the teasing, too.

  He gave a thrust of his hips and his cock slid all the way to the back of my mouth. He held himself there for a long moment and I forced myself to relax, forced myself to breathe around the thick cock stuffed inside me.

  He pulled out, giving me a moment to catch my breath. I looked down at his thick tool. My lipstick had smeared all over his cock, leaving bright pink streaks. The sight caused another flood of desire to pulse through me. He moved his hips, pushing to shove his cock back into my mouth, going further this time. My breath came in short, audible bursts between thrusts. He repeated the process several times over, going faster and faster each time as I moaned around him. Then he pushed his cock in deep and held it there as the inner walls of my throat tensed and constricted around him. A primal growl of need was torn from his throat.

  “That’s it, sweetheart. Swallow around my cock.”

  Wetness gushed down my thighs, and I didn’t know whether it was from the steady in and out of Jayce’s cock or from the thought of taking Neil’s cock halfway down my throat.

  I squeezed my thighs together, feeling that sweet ache intensify. Jayce gasped as my inner muscles milked his cock. He pushed into me harder and I flexed around him. Then he slipped free of my folds. I keened around Neil’s cock, a high pitched sound. I couldn’t stop my hips from moving in small circles, trying to entice him back.

  “I think you’ve been too preoccupied with that cock in your mouth. I think you need to pay more attention to me.”

  He grabbed my hips and drove himself inside, shoving into me again. He growled and bucked his hips, working his way deeper inside. I was stretching, twitching, burning. He didn’t start thrusting yet, just held himself inside me.