Suddenly Together

by JA Low

  Eventually the car arrives at the house the boys are renting while in London. Getting out of the car in silence, each of us women stomp through the quiet house, yes I am having a tantrum but fuck it I’m pissed. Walking up the one flight of stairs toward my bedroom I turn my head and see the boys talking at the bottom of the stairs, their eyes watching three pissed off women move through the house. I slam the bedroom door; the loud noise vibrating through the house, my point has been made. Kicking my shoes to the side, I start unzipping my dress, throwing it into the corner. I walk toward the bathroom in my underwear and start getting ready for bed—wiping my make up off then cleaning my teeth—the night’s events running on loop through my mind making me angrier. I head back into my room, as I hear a faint knock at my door. I storm over toward it, open it and find a smiling Christian. His whiskey colored eyes trail down my near naked body, a smirk crosses his face.

  “Were you expecting someone else?” He coos, raising his eyebrows at me.

  Looking down I realize I am standing in my underwear, but fuck him he can stand there and stare. “What do you want? I’m about to go to bed.”

  “What do I want?” he questions, raising his voice as he pushes through the door, slamming it behind him, the sound piercing the quiet night air. “What I want, Ness, is you.” He stalks toward me.

  Shaking my head, I hold my hands up in a defensive manner. “No!” My answer stills him.

  “You had me out of my freaking mind tonight, Ness.” He walks closer toward me. “Dancing on that table, those killer legs of yours on display. I could see the drool falling out of those men’s mouths as they watched you girls dance. Your dress was so fucking short; with each hip movement I could see your panties and so could everyone else in the club.”

  Oops.

  “It was driving me crazy. Those men don’t deserve to see that part of you. A man has to earn it.” Christian is standing in front of me, his eyes tracing the curves of my breasts, his finger runs along the edge of the lace. “I hated the wicked thoughts they were having about you dancing on that table, I could see it in their eyes.” Another sweep across my breast this time his thumb catches my sensitive bud, sending electricity over my body.

  “Christian, I’m not yours to worry about,” I remind him.

  “Yes you are.” His large palm grabs my breast.

  I let out a hint of a moan, damn traitorous body.

  “See, I know what you like, Ness. I’m the only one who understands your needs.” He pulls back the lace of my bra, his mouth catching my nipple.

  “Fuck,” I groan, arching my back. The champagne making the world all bubbly and fuzzy or maybe it’s Christians’ lips. My hands automatically go to his hair, pulling him harder into me.

  “See, Ness, I know you.”

  I nod as he starts on the other breast giving equal attention to it.

  “No one will ever be good enough for you.”

  Maybe he’s right because at this moment nothing feels better than the way Christian is playing with me.

  “It’s been too long, Ness.” A hand makes its way down my body toward my panties, large fingers slipping inside of the delicate fabric, then inside of me. “See, I know what you need…and you need me don’t you?”

  I whimper because at this point in time I don’t care. His hand suddenly stills and I almost cry out.

  “Say it, Ness, tell me you need me.” His eyes are lit with fire, he looks at my flushed face, my heart is racing and I know I should say no. I know I should push him away because I am pissed at his actions tonight but I’ve had too much champagne and his magic fingers are currently teasing my aching clit. I want that orgasm that is just out of reach. Looking at him, our eyes never wavering from each other, the room melts away at the intensity of it.

  “I need you,” I confess.

  “Thank fuck,” he groans as his lips capture mine, his fingers continuing their sinful work on my clit.

  “Ahh, Christian,” I call out as my orgasm takes over and my whole body turns to jelly, I slump against him. Strong arms wrap themselves around me lifting me up. The room moves in a blur of movement and color until my back is hitting the bed. I watch as Christian kicks off his shoes, socks, and pulls his shirt over his head, leaving his naked torso exposed with his ink wrapping around his impressive body. I let out a sigh making him laugh.

  “Like what you see, angel?” He raises his eyebrow at me.

  “Hmm.” My eyes are feeling heavy. Maybe I will just shut them for a moment. I feel the bed dip and then Christian’s body heat beside me.

  “V, are you asleep?”

  I mumble something incoherently.

  “Fuck,” Christian curses. “It’s okay, princess, you get some sleep it’s been a long day,” Christian mumbles into my ear.

  Rolling over so that my face is nuzzling into his neck I whisper, “I’m still pissed at you even though you made me come.”

  Christian’s chest rumbles with laughter. “Okay, noted, V.” His arms wrap around me, his spicy scent of man and sweat swirls under my nose.

  “I hate that you can make me come.”

  Another rumbled laugh falls from his chest. “Really, I’m pretty sure you just enjoyed it.”

  Peeling my eyes open, I try and focus on him. “It confuses me.”

  Christian stills. “Yeah, why?”

  “You give me the best orgasms but you’re my best friend…that’s not supposed to happen.”

  Looking down into my eyes he murmurs, “You make me hard every time I’m around you and you’re my best friend. I don’t think that is supposed to happen either.” He presses his lips to my forehead. “But I wouldn’t change it for the world, Ness. It may be confusing but I think it’s just us.”

  “Why couldn’t you be ugly? It would make it easier to be your friend.”

  This earns me a deep baritone laugh. “Good to know you’re only my friend because of my good looks. Had no idea you were so shallow, Ness.”

  I punch him lightly in the chest. “Dick.”

  “Go to sleep, you can be mad at me in the morning.”

  And I do, I slowly fall asleep wrapped in his arms.

  Now we are back in London three months later after finishing our European tour and only a couple of days away from finally being free. Life is fucking great. I can’t wait to let loose, relax. Everyone is buzzing, I still can’t believe we have finally finished the tour. Our very last one for a fucking long time and it feels amazing. My brother has been busily organizing shit for our lives after this tour, namely our new record label Dirty Texas Records—it pains me to say it but he is a fucking legend. All the numbers and projections he has estimated for our profits are amazing, he’s like rain man when it comes to business stuff. When we get back to LA we will start work on setting up our new studio, it’s pretty exciting. I’m excited for the change, all of the boys are. We won’t ever stop making music but ten years of constant traveling and touring wears you out after a while.

  Big changes are happening at Dirty Texas. Evan, the fucker, got his girl. He and Sienna have been loved up since being busted a month ago being all sneaky and shit. Who knew Evan Wyld would be the first one of us to drop from the market.

  “Cheers you bastards, to another tour well done and to never having to see your ugly mugs ever again.” Vanessa jokes as we all clink our glasses together in celebration of a job well done. “Shit, does that mean you’re going to be home all day, every day?” Vanessa asks, turning to me.

  “Sure thing, queen V. You will finally have me all to yourself, every single day. I know how much this idea gets you hot.” I joke with her, giving her a kiss on the cheek, making everyone laugh.

  “Actually, V, we want to ask you something.” Axel looks serious but we all know what is coming. We turn toward Vanessa who is looking a little uneasy but we have her attention. As much as I hated the idea there was a part of me that thought, finally after five years no more excuses, there would be nothing coming between us anymore until Axel sug
gested this and fuck, I couldn’t deny her this opportunity, there is no one else better suited for the job.

  “We were wondering if you would like to be the new PR director for Dirty Texas Records.”

  The table erupts but we soon realize Vanessa hasn’t answered.

  “You want me to run the PR for your label?” She’s looking a little shocked.

  The boys all nod in unison to Vanessa’s question. Tears well in her eyes which is pretty rare for Vanessa.

  “Hey, V, no, no why are you upset, sweetheart?” I wrap my arms around her while the rest of the boys look on with worried looks.

  “There is no one else in the world we would trust. You’re family, V and family sticks together,” Axel states matter of factly.

  Vanessa’s green eyes look up at him with wonder and pride. Her face lights up into a huge smile. “Hell yeah, let’s do this.” The table erupts into cheers again.

  ***

  We are all trashed by the time we get back to our hotel room. Evan’s gone off with Sienna, probably to go make babies because they are so loved up. Oscar and Finn have gone off with some chicks. Derrick’s disappeared somewhere with some guy, Isla’s probably gone back to her room so that leaves Axel, Vanessa and myself in the hotel room. Axel and I both collapse onto the couch while Vanessa runs around getting us something to drink, she’s in the mood to party tonight.

  “Can you believe we have finally finished?” Axel asks, turning to me. It’s like looking into a mirror some days, except a slightly different version. His scruffy five o’clock shadow darkening as the early morning light filters through the windows of our penthouse. His light brown hair is now a little longer than mine.

  “It feels good; it feels like the right time.” My eyes are watching Vanessa walk around, her assets bouncing with each step.

  “She’s a beautiful woman.” Axel admires Vanessa as she skips around the room.

  I nod in agreement, it’s the truth, then I notice the way my brother is looking at her. I can see the hunger in his eyes and I’m not sure how I feel about it. I’m jealous that he is checking her out. We’ve shared women in the past and enjoyed it but this is Ness—I shake those stupid thoughts from my head. Fuck I must be drunker than I thought.

  “I found the tequila boys.” She smiles, waving the bottle in front of us.

  “Come join us,” Axel coos.

  What the fuck? That’s his sex voice. No, he’s never ever used the sex voice on Vanessa before. The atmosphere in the room changes and I’m not sure what is happening, it’s like I am a bystander. I don’t know if I like it. Vanessa slowly walks toward us, her hips swaying. I feel my brother adjust himself as she closes in but she stops in front of me, her knee nudges mine and she steps in-between my legs.

  “Open up,” she says, pouring a shot of tequila into my mouth. I swallow the acrid liquor, her eyes still on me. Bending down, her pink tongue darts out tasting my lips, then my mouth. I hear my brother groan beside me but he doesn’t make a move. Vanessa turns her attention to Axel, handing him the bottle of tequila, giving him a flirty smile, before turning back to me. Vanessa has a mischievous look in her eyes. She takes a couple of steps back from me, her hand disappearing behind her.

  Axel and I are both frozen as we watch what is happening before us, not quite believing it. The sound of her zipper unfastening slowly fills the silent room, each undoing of the metal teeth adds an extra layer of sexual tension in the air. Her eyes never leave mine as she seductively undresses—my heart is racing. I don’t know what the fuck is going on but I can’t seem to move. Axel hands me the bottle, I take another swig of tequila, hoping it will calm me down. Vanessa’s dress hits the floor. She is standing before us in black skimpy underwear and heels. I hear Axel mutter under his breath but I can’t take my eyes off her. She moves again toward me, placing herself between my legs, her emerald eyes sparkling like jewels as she takes a moment to look over me hungrily. Vanessa places a knee either side of my lap, her tits are now staring me in the face. What the fuck is going on? This is the hottest thing I have ever seen in my life but there is the elephant in the room, namely Axel, sitting right beside me watching.

  “I want to fuck you, Christian,” Vanessa purrs as those luscious lips touch the skin below my ear. My body is now firing on all cylinders. Vanessa’s words make my body hum. “I don’t mind that Axel is here, in fact it’s kind of hot. I can put on a show for him.”

  Axel lets out an audible groan when he hears Vanessa’s dirty mouth.

  “It’s up to you, Christian—how far you want to go,” she whispers.

  My heart is racing but I am unsure. I get to fuck a beautiful woman but only if my brother watches. I chance a look at Axel whose eyes are focused on Vanessa’s body, his hand gripping his crotch.

  Vanessa’s finger moves my face back to her. “But just so you know, I don’t want him.” Her eyes glance to where Axel is sitting then back to me. “I want you. I want your cock inside of me. You’re the only one that knows what I like.”

  Is she trying to kill me?

  Vanessa’s voice drops to a whisper, “But the thought of him watching me fuck you…” She pauses, a hand disappearing down toward her panties, “Makes me fucking wet…feel me.” She grabs my hand, pressing my finger against the damp material. Fuck, she is soaking. I look at my brother who is stunned, he has a fist in his mouth trying not to make a sound.

  “Axe, she is drenched,” I whisper.

  He silently nods, his eyes focused on my finger running back and forth against Vanessa’s underwear. My eyes look up to Ness, they are sparkling with desire but they are focused solely on me. “Axel, feel how wet she is.” I pull his hand toward Vanessa. He’s hesitant for a moment, I can feel him pulling against my grip. I give him a reassuring nod that I am okay with it. Finally, Axel moves, his fingers tentatively touching her. Vanessa lets out a whimper at his touch.

  “Fuck,” Axel groans. “She is wet.” He slowly rubs the lace of her underwear back and forth, feeling her.

  “Axel, Vanessa wants me to fuck her and she would like you to watch.”

  “I don’t know, bro. I want to stay, because fuck, Ness you look so fucking hot at the moment but I kind of think I should leave, because, um…” His voice trails off.

  “There will be no sharing,” I state.

  “I wouldn’t want to share her either, she is so beautiful.” Axel is in awe. I guess he now understands why I am hooked on this girl.

  “She is.” I look up at her, Vanessa’s smiling at me, she hasn’t glanced at Axel during this whole exchange. Fuck, I am so torn. There is some part of me that wants to share Ness with my brother so he can understand my feelings for her, which sounds so fucked up, but then I don’t want him to ever get to experience her either. Fuck, I wish I wasn’t so drunk and horny because it’s messing with my head.

  “Are you okay with me touching her?” Axel prompts.

  I nod, I can handle that.

  “Are you okay with her touching me?”

  I nod again. “Yes. I think I am okay with that.” But a part of me has concerns. Maybe she wants Axel. Maybe she wants to fuck him. That thought makes my heart ache. Her hands are on my face commanding my attention.

  Pulling my face toward hers she stares at me and gives me an impish smile. “I only want to fuck you, okay.”

  I nod looking at this beautiful woman before me.

  “But I don’t mind putting on a show for Axe.” Her eyes don’t even move to where he is seated. “It’s your cock that I want buried deep inside of me, do you understand.”

  Yeah, angel, I fucking understand, I say to myself.

  “Fuck!” Axel let’s out a startled breath.

  I know exactly how he feels, Vanessa has a dirty mouth, I fucking love it. I sit up and capture her lips. “Thank fuck, I don’t think I can handle you fucking or kissing my brother.” Turning my attention to Axel, his face looks flushed from all the sexual tension swirling around the room. “Axel, no kissing and no fuckin
g, everything else I can handle,” I tell my brother. Axel nods, I would agree to fucking anything if I was in his position as well. “Now, angel, let us ravage you,” I growl, as my mouth captures her lips again.

  “Holy shit.” My whole body is stiff and I am overheating. Large tattooed arms are wrapped around me and my leg is draped over a leg in front of me. What the fuck happened? My head feels like I have been hit by a sledge hammer then dragged through a sand storm. Looking up at the ceiling I try to remember what happened last night. We were celebrating the end of the tour, the boys offered me a job and we got really drunk. Christian, Axel and I returned to the hotel room.

  Fuck!

  I sit up quickly realizing I am in bed with Axel and Christian, who are both snoring soundly beside me. Lifting the white bed sheet I look underneath it. Fuck, they are both naked! I look a little longer because I need to remember this, last night feels like a blur, a blur of limbs and orgasms. Fuck, these boys really are twins even down to their dicks. I try and stifle my giggle at the craziness of it. Then Mother Nature hits me, I really need to pee. I quietly remove myself from Christian’s strong arms and tiptoe into the bathroom to relieve myself. I jump into the shower hoping it will loosen the hold my hangover has on me. My body aches but in a good way, I feel the warm water wash over me and the craziness of last night haunts my thoughts.

  “Now, angel let us ravage you.” Christian smiles as his lips catch mine in a kiss that is so searing hot I could have combusted right there. I feel movement behind me, rough hands touching my skin sending flames spreading over my body. I rub my aching clit against Christian’s hard denim, it was alleviating the ache, but only just. Then unfamiliar lips touch my shoulders, while the familiar ones nip at my bottom lip.

  “You are so beautiful, Vanessa.” Axel’s gravelly voice murmurs against my skin. It never occurred to me that Axel found me attractive. I can appreciate Axel’s good looks because I am not blind but he never got my stomach fluttering like Christian did. Is that because Christian met me first? If I had met Axel first would it have been the same? I doubt it.