Jake
Two weeks had gone by since Pittsburgh. We were backstage after our show in New Orleans. There was a pretty sizable crowd gathered for our VIP meet and greet. I always hated these things. I felt like I had a bulls-eye on my head. We were waiting for Kevin to come back from the bathroom before heading to the table. A slew of girls came over and got pretty close. They were each looking to become a “groupie” for the night. I guess that you could say they were a good-looking bunch. Honestly nothing got me going anymore, except Aubrey. Nothing. Blake and Derek felt otherwise.
“Well hello, you look like a bad decision. Come with me.” Derek said to a dark haired girl. She grinned excitedly and took his arm. Aubrey looked utterly repulsed.
“You need to share him sometimes, Aubrey.” Blake teased.
“I will not share him with a bunch of skanky girls that have daddy issues. My thoughts on that alone would be enough to give you nightmares.” She shook her head as if she was trying to shake the thought out of her head.
I chuckled and leaned down to kiss her. When Kevin was back, we were escorted over to the table. It was mayhem here tonight. Two fans even tried to trip Aubrey while we were making our way through the crowd. Luckily I had her hand, so she didn’t fall. These girls were a whole new breed of crazy tonight. Aubrey was looking seriously pissed off. She looked at me and glared.
“What’s the matter baby? Are you mad at me?” I suppressed a smile.
“I’m not mad at you. I’m mad at the situation you created.” She pouted.
“The situation I created? I do nothing except show up and do my job. As a matter of fact, whenever I’m up on stage and I look out at the crowd you’re everywhere. It’s not my fault that your boyfriend also happens to be an extremely desirable rock star.” I joked. “All I want to do right now is go back to our room and snuggle you.”
I rubbed her shoulders until the first gaggle was escorted over. I knew how much she hated coming to these things because the girls were vicious to her. By vicious, I mean they were flat out nasty, horrible, brutal, monstrous and cruel to her. I felt guilty because she didn’t have to be here, but I hated these things too and she made them tolerable. I also hated having to be away from her. I cringed when I saw the first girl come up to the table. It was Veronica. She was a bleach blonde groupie that had been pining after me for as long as I’ve been famous. She was also a witch. I thanked all that was holy that I never slept with her because lord knows she tried to deliver herself on a silver platter more than once.
“Hey boys.” She purred.
She looked at Aubrey with venom in her eyes. I shuddered.
“Veronica.” Blake said irritated.
Derek was too busy making out with his companion for the night to notice that she was even there. Kevin ignored her, so she came over and stood in front of me. She was appraising Aubrey as if she was competition.
“Are you a hipster or a hooker? I can’t tell the difference.” She spat.
Oh shit, this is going to get ugly!
“I’m neither, but you call that classy? The proper length of a skirt is two inches below your cellulite.” Aubrey spat back.
“I can’t believe that you’re with someone that looks like her, Jake. She’s just bleh! You could do so much better, like me.” She pushed her tits together. I was getting ready to open my mouth when Aubrey glanced at me. I nodded for her to say whatever she wanted.
“You don’t like me… that’s a shame, I’ll pencil in some time to cry later. Right now I’m busy enjoying life.” Aubrey grabbed my hair and crashed her lips to mine. I liked jealous Aubrey. She pulled back with a smug look on her face. “Granny always says if someone hates you for no reason then you give that motherfucker a reason.” She smirked.
“You’re so pretty when you’re mad.” I teased.
“If I’m pretty when I’m mad, than I’m about to get fucking gorgeous!” She turned back to face Veronica.
“I’d take my anger out on your face, but I think genetics already did a pretty good job.”
“Word on the street is that you’re just a homely simpleton after Jake for his money.”
I had to laugh at that one because that wasn’t even close to the truth.
“Awe, you’re spreading rumors about me? At least you found something to spread other than your legs.”
Veronica huffed. I nodded to Brett who had her removed. I apologized to Aubrey and promised that I would make it up to her later. She was still seething when the next gaggle came over. At least they were a little tamer. They were also smart enough not to try anything and risk being tossed out. I signed CD after CD until they called a wrap. We clambered into the limo and headed back to the hotel. Derek still had his groupie in tow.
“Aubrey, those were some good comebacks tonight.” Blake said.
“If you’re looking for my comeback go wipe it off your mom’s face.” Derek said.
“My favorite position is called WOW. It’s where I flip your mom over.” Blake retorted.
“That’s fucking hilarious!” Derek laughed.
“Boys are disgusting.” Aubrey grumbled throwing her hands in the air.
I kept my promise last night to make up for Veronica and ordered Aubrey the biggest brownie sundae that the hotel had to offer. She moaned the entire time, which led to me having to excuse myself to the bathroom for the “shits.” This morning we were meeting everyone in the lobby for breakfast. Surprisingly, we got there first. Aubrey and I ordered waffles and bacon. Brett ordered eggs and sausage. Kevin came down next. He was always so laid back and easy going. Aubrey called him the Valium for the group. He said good morning to everyone and ordered his tofu scramble. Blake was next. He stumbled into the booth half awake. He ordered a coffee and put his head on the table. Derek was last. He showed up with a huge grin on his face. He was most likely up all night doing horrible things to corrupt the girl that he brought back to his room.
“Good night?” Blake mumbled to Derek.
“She told me she wanted a magical night with a rock star. So I fucked her and disappeared.” Derek said.
Blake laughed, and Kevin scoffed.
“You found it offensive, I found it funny. That’s why I’m happier than you.” Derek said to Kevin.
“Acting like a dick won’t make yours any bigger.” Kevin said.
“I’m sorry my sense of humor offended you.” Derek laughed.
“Alright, it’s too early for all these insults.” I reprimanded.
We spent the rest of the morning with a more friendly banter. We headed back to our rooms to gather our luggage. The whole band was flying with us to the next show in Biloxi, Mississippi. Aubrey warned them to be on their best behavior or she would make sure that the emergency exit accidentally opened. I was so crazy in love with her. I was looking forward to when the tour was over. I was hoping that we could have some downtime in LA to kick back and relax. Maybe I could take her to Arizona to meet Ron. I missed him a lot, and he wasn’t getting any younger. He’s been the only father figure that I’ve had in my life, and he’s been an incredible one. He’s the one that showed me how to be a man. I watched as Aubrey packed up her bag. She looked over and smiled at me.
I want to marry this girl. Period.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Alive & Out of Control
Aubrey
One Month Later…
The last month with Jake as my boyfriend has been beyond incredible. We were at the halfway point through the tour schedule. The tour has been sold out, and the shows have been amazing. Except for the meet and greets. I hate those. Today is Valentine’s Day, and we just arrived in Houston. The show isn’t until tomorrow, and I had huge plans for tonight. I was nervous as fuck, too. It felt awkward having a boyfriend for Valentine’s Day. I haven’t had one in so long that it’s weird having one at all, but Jake was literally perfect. I don’t think that I could have conjured up a better guy if I tried. He’s always so kind and considerate. He does little things that most guys wo
uldn’t even think of. For instance, if he goes to buy a soda he buys me a candy bar just because he knows it will make me smile. After all, chocolate is the way to a girl’s heart.
He was beyond proud to show me off to everyone once we made it official. Even when I wasn’t looking my best he was always saying, “That’s my girlfriend!” We both got the stomach virus in Michigan and made it three disgusting days without killing each other. He’s even said some pretty brazen stuff in his interviews lately. He mentioned the “M” word on more than one occasion. Once the picture of my ring hit the press the allegations of a secret engagement were flying. My mom, of course, is over the moon with excitement. My dad and Jake have some male bonding thing going on. They talk like a couple girls every time I call. They said being men they have to stick together.
Jake was finishing checking us in at the Granduca Hotel. The clerk handed him the key card, and we headed up to our suite. I was suddenly really anxious. What if I did something wrong? I’ve been having Piper coach me for the past two weeks ever since I made the decision. Each step was a step closer to losing my v-card. I was ready. I was beyond ready. Frankly, I think if I had to wait any longer that I was going to spontaneously combust.
He put the key card into the door and pushed down the handle. I sucked in a deep breath. As soon as we were over the threshold Jake went to put the luggage down. He looked especially yummy today, and I was fresh out of willpower. He had on a pair of low-rise, faded, ripped jeans and a tight, white t-shirt that showcased his broad upper shoulders. I looked at him and bit my lip. I wore a wrap dress for this reason. I waited for him to turn his back before I deftly undid the tie. I knew that he’d seen me scantily clad before, but we’ve never been completely naked in front of each other. I let the dress pool at my feet but left my wedges on. I had on a red lace bra and panty set. He turned and looked at me with an open mouth.
“Happy Valentine’s Day.” I beamed.
“Yes, it is. You look ravishing.”
I blushed as he took a step toward me. He was looking at me with total admiration making me feel sexy and comfortable. He loved me despite my scars, inside and out.
“I’m ready. I know that you said we could talk about it, but I don’t want to talk… I want to do!” I purred.
“Are you sure?” He choked.
“I’m positive. I didn’t want you to know because I just want it to happen naturally.”
I reached up my fingers and tugged them through his hair pulling his face down to mine. I pushed him back towards the bedroom. He longingly looked at me with complete adoration making my pulse speed up. He slowly unhooked my bra and slid it down my arms. He reached a hand out and rubbed his thumb over my already sensitive nipple. I gasped. He lowered his head and took the other one in his mouth, sucking gently. I tossed my head back and relished in the feeling of him touching me. I was tugging at his shirt trying to get it over his head, but he refused to pull away. I grabbed a handful of hair until he pulled away with a pop. He smirked at me happily. I was already soaked, and he barely did anything yet.
I tossed his shirt on the floor and masterly undid his belt. I slowly undid the zipper to his jeans and pushed them down his long legs. Jake Junior was bobbing in my face. I stuck my tongue out and swiped it against the thick head, he moaned loudly. I seductively looked up at him as I took him into my mouth. I ran my tongue underneath and felt the piercings. There were four of them, a Jacob’s ladder. He pulled me away and eased me back onto the bed. I pouted, but then I saw the fire in his eyes. He turned to his side so that we were opposite each other. I took him back in my mouth as he lowered his face. I wrapped my hand around the base of his thick cock and started pumping. He swiped his tongue across my aching clit, and I cried out at the sensation of it.
“You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to do this for.” He moaned.
I wanted to be embarrassed, but I was too enamored by him to feel even slightly awkward. Blood was pounding in my eardrums as I took the length of him further in my mouth. He lowered his head and started slowly running his tongue back and forth. I was right there, when he pulled away. He lay back on the bed and pulled me on top of him. I kissed him hard and possessive tasting myself on his tongue. He was gently rubbing me with his hand. He added a finger and gently rocked in and out, then added another. I felt like I was going to explode when he abruptly pulled out.
“I wanna feel it Aubrey. I need to feel it. Do you want me to wear a condom?” He stammered.
I shook my head no. “I started the pill a month ago, and they said that I was good to go. I didn’t want anything between us.”
I looked at Jake Junior and worried if it would even fit.
“I want you on top, baby. I want this way too badly. I don’t trust myself not to go hard and fast. Take my hands and move how you want. It’s going to hurt, I’m sorry.” He said in a rush.
He looked pained, and it just made me want him more.
I lined him up and slowly lowered myself down. My heartbeat echoed thunderously behind my ribcage. I felt as his swollen head slide in. It felt so good. I lowered myself a little more until I knew it was the breaking point. I squeezed his hands and slid the rest of the way down until he filled me completely. It hurt, but it wasn’t anything unbearable.
“Let your body get acclimated before you start moving. Go real slow.” He whispered through gritted teeth.
I lifted up slightly and moved back and forth a couple times. It was exactly where I needed the pressure. I felt my release coming like a freight train. Jake moved his hands and teased my nipples.
“Look at me Aubrey. I want to see your face when you come.”
I looked down at him filling me. It was infuriatingly sexy. The next moment I was boneless and floating. My muscles were pulsing hard around him, holding him in a vice-like grip. I couldn’t hold myself up anymore, so I leaned onto his chest. He moved so that he was on top. He moved in and out slowly, kissing my lips, my face, my neck.
“Aubrey, you feel like Heaven. I could forget the whole fucking world at this moment and never look back.”
He started picking up the pace a little, and I felt him start to thicken. It hurt so good. I felt the pressure of another orgasm start to brim at the surface. I could feel the piercings each time that he would move in or out. I felt his thick cock start throbbing, filling me. Spots blurred my vision. I dug my nails into his shoulder blades and cried out his name.
He leaned down and kissed me. “I love you Aubrey.”
“I love you too.”
I had sex for the first time, and it was wonderful, magnificent, sensational...
Jake
I was lying next to Aubrey brushing the hair out of her face. I can’t believe that we just had sex for the first time. I swear it was the single best moment of my life. I couldn’t believe that I was her first. I was beyond humbled she trusted me that much. She let her inhibitions fly, and it was so damn sexy. Just thinking about her gliding up and down my cock was making me painfully hard. It was too soon to go again. She was probably going to need to take a couple days off to recover. I started thinking of anything that I could, in an effort to distract myself. My thoughts turned to the show tomorrow. It was our biggest venue yet, and it was outdoors. I pulled her close and cradled her in my arms.
I was so comfortable when my stomach growled. Shit! I realized that we completely missed lunch. I asked Aubrey if she wanted to go out since it was Valentine’s Day. She said that she just wanted to eat in, and I was more than okay with that. I picked up the phone and ordered room service. I ordered us a romantic feast consisting of a plate of nachos, steak fajitas and a banana split. I collected my shirt from the bed and pulled it over her head hoping that it would help, it didn’t. It actually made it worse. She smiled brightly. I wanna marry this girl. I found myself thinking that a lot lately, at least a half dozen times a day.
Now that I knew what it was like to have something other than meaningless sex I was ruined. It was probably all I was
going to want all day long. I wasn’t kidding when I said that I could forget the entire world when I was inside her. It was as if my body was transported to another realm. When our food arrived we curled up on the couch and watched American Horror Story re-runs. I continuously asked if she was feeling okay. I knew I was bigger than average, and I was genuinely worried that I hurt her. Maybe I should have taken my piercings out the first time. I berated myself over and over. Aubrey could tell because she sat up and looked at me angrily.
“I’m fine, will you stop chastising yourself. I know that’s exactly what you’re doing. I’m not made of glass!”
“Sorry.” I said looking at the floor.
“I knew exactly what to expect. Other than the piercings, those were just an added bonus.” She paused as if she were remembering. They hurt like fuck when I got them, but now that I knew they brought her pleasure it made the pain totally worth it. “I knew that I would feel sore after, but it’s a good sore. So cut the shit, Parker!”
“Yes ma’am.” I kissed her hair and pulled her closer.
We spent the rest of the night relaxing before going to bed. I pulled her close to me and managed to drift off. The next day when we woke up we had to scramble to get to the venue. It was an all day thing, and we were doing three different sets throughout the day. I showered and spiked my hair. I needed to look every bit the rock star today. I grabbed a pair of shorts since it was abnormally warm today, and threw on my sneakers. I picked out the shirt that she bought me in St. Louis that said, ‘I wrote you a song, it’s called go fuck yourself.’ Aubrey came out in a pair of black shorts and a tight gray t-shirt with her chucks. Her hair was in fucking pigtails! She winked devilishly at me. That bitch! I grabbed her and tossed her over my shoulder not trusting my restraint to be alone with her.
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