by Liz Crowe
“Yes,” she whispers, snapping the side of his thong making him jump. When Aiden releases her she pulls a dollar out of her top, sticking it though the side of his thong. “You earned every penny,” she teases then plops back on the lounger.
“Later Cam… Payback’s a bitch,” he says, turning to face the crowd of women then slaps his ass with both of his enormous hands as he struts across the concrete back to the bus to help Gray rinse the tires.
The crowd gets restless, women are yelling all kinds of suggestive things at the guys. Luckily, Tad thought ahead about having a perimeter set up to keep them back. The thought of them mauling my Gray makes me sick. Wait…my Gray? Where did that come from? I shake the thought from my mind. I gotta get outta here to clear my head. Wrapping my towel around myself I tell Cam that I’m going to go clean-up for tonight.
Since we are parked, we negotiated Tad letting us loose to go to a club. I can’t wait! Maybe this is what Landon and I need, a little dancing a few drinks then some down ‘n’ dirty in a bathroom stall. Gah! I’m such a slut but I spend my day looking for ‘not on the bus’ loopholes. This is one so I’m taking advantage!
Since the guys are moving around to the other side of the bus, I decide to shower. After washing my hair, I wash my body. All the pent up frustration comes to a head with every touch of the sponge. My skin tingles, just begging to be touched. I picture Landon flinging the door open, coming in and taking me hard against the shower wall while everyone is just outside feet away. His blue eyes are staring into mine, as I explode around him, screaming his name with every breath. Then thoughts of Gray invade my head again pushing Landon out before I can stop it. Fighting so hard against wanting Gray is exhausting, but I’m alone now so I let myself relax. I lean my forehead against the cool tile letting the thoughts invade my brain again. I let myself have this if only in my mind.
I picture Gray’s hands on me as the water streams over us, him smiling against my skin as he nips his way along my hips. Letting myself pretend my hands are his as I skim them along my body like he would. My hands are soft, nothing like the rough touch of Gray’s calloused finger tips. I don’t let that stop me though. I can hear myself moaning, but I don’t worry since everyone is still outside. I let my hand drift lower. I circle my fingers pressing down right where I need it most. Letting go right now is the only way I’ll be able to get through tonight. No one has to know right? As I find my much needed release I shout Gray’s name, coming so hard my knees buckle making me fall to the floor.
I clean back up and since I rushed in here, I forgot my clothes. Not wanting to put my bikini back on, I wrap my towel around me then crack the bathroom door. After making sure I don’t hear anyone inside the bus, I make a run for the bedroom. I slam the door behind me then nearly drop my towel in shock. Gray is standing there, holding a pair of jeans in his hand, naked and HARD. His eyes rake over my body, barely covered by the towel. He makes no movement at all, he just watches me.
“I thought that I was…” I start but I don’t know what to say, I am in total cock shock.
Gray has four piercings running the length of his penis. I had heard about the Jacob’s ladder but I have never seen one, until now. I’m openly gawking at my future brother-in-law’s dick. I can’t look away. Oh my God! What’s wrong with me? Gray shakes his head quickly yanking his jeans on, ruining my view. As he painfully tucks himself into them, he zips but doesn’t button. I nearly cry at the loss. Walking over, Gray pulls me flush against him so now I can feel him. Nuzzling my ear he inhales my scent. “Now we’re naked friends, Wildflower.” Nipping at the hollow of my throat he chuckles. “I heard you, Daisy. I heard you cry out my name in the shower,” he says arrogantly. I jerk away from him as if he struck me.
“Cocky much Gray?” I ask, arching my brow at him arrogantly. Walking over, I grab a red halter dress from my bag. I drop the towel, making Gray hiss through his teeth as I pull the dress over my body.
“Daisy, this isn’t fair. I’m drawn to you too. I’ve never felt this before, I don’t want to fight it but I do for you,” he says as he walks toward me. It isn’t fair, I completely agree. We are torturing each other. “God, the noises you made. It took everything in me not to come in there and fuck you against the shower wall. Landon and everyone else be damned!” he shouts and I believe him.
As I turn to face him, I smooth the hem of my dress over my thighs, meeting his gaze head on. “Don’t Gray. I wasn’t screaming your name,” I say defensively.
His lips quirk up at me, “Really, Daisy? You’re gonna try and talk your way out of this one?” Leaning into my ear Gray continues, “I’ll let you this time, baby, because you’re fighting this. Whatever it is you have with Landon, I get it. I’m trying to respect that, too, but watching you go on as if nothing is wrong between you two fuckin’ kills me. You deserve better than that shit.” His hand grips my hip hard, making me whimper. I can feel the calloused tips of his fingers through the thin fabric of my dress. The feeling of his hands on me has me trembling making him smile against my sensitive skin. “Just one more thing, Daisy,” Gray purrs as he brushes his lips over my earlobe. “You didn’t do me justice. You’ll scream a lot louder when I make you mine, baby.”
Releasing me, Gray grabs his shirt off the bed, stopping just at the door. With his back to me he says words that rock me to my core. “I will have you, Daisy. Soon too, but you’ll have to ask me to take you that first time. I won’t fuckin’ beg for you to either. Damn it, it’s fuckin’ crazy but I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anyone in my life. I don’t know what it is about you, Daisy; you make me ache. I can’t stop it any more than I could stop breathing. I don’t just want you, I’m scared as hell that I’m starting to need you. I’m not Cunter, so I won’t force this shit on you before you see it for what it is. I also won’t sit by and watch Landon fucking hurt you either.” With that he walks out of the room leaving me more confused than ever.
The rest of the afternoon is uneventful. While Cam and I took up the bedroom to get ready, the guys changed and straightened up the living area. Landon kept his distance from me but I could tell he was still upset about my outburst about his lack of sexual prowess earlier. Someone needs to tell him that I can’t be held responsible for my choice of words when my orgasms are being held hostage. Cam has informed me that I need to buy a vibrator. It is step one of her plan of attack to shatter Landon’s resolve.
“A man walks in on a woman using one of those, it’s a done deal, Sweets,” she says with a giggle as she digs under the bed for her other heel. “No man wants to think that a couple AA batteries can out do him.”
“What if he just walks back out, Cam? What if he isn’t interested?” I ask, uncertainty dripping from my voice.
She meets my eyes and shrugs, “Then you get a great ‘O’ from the B.O.B. Just make sure you scream like you’re in a porn film. That way the guys all know who isn’t givin’ it to you.” She sits on the bed, buckling her shoe. “Listen to me real good, Daisy. When he sees you, be a goddamn temptress. You know, be all, ‘hey big boy wanna join in?’ If he’s dumb enough to say no, just tell him to suit himself but then you make the shit Oscar worthy. I don’t get his motives for holdin’ out but all men are visual creatures. Once they get hard, the southern head takes over. Both heads share a brain so it can’t think for both heads at the same time.” She smiles at me. “Now tell me what the fuck is goin’ on with you and Gray.”
I shrug, “I don’t know. He hit on me that first night before he knew who I was. Ever since, it’s like the air is sexually charged when we are within five feet of each other. I don’t understand it.”
“Listen, Sweets.” She looks at me with sympathy and understanding then continues, “When I met Aiden, it was a lot like that. We saw each other in the bar we were at, the air ignited. He was with a groupie bitch. Shoved her off his lap, dragged me outta there without much more than a hello.” Her eyes glaze over, clearly thinking back to that night. “We have been off the cha
rts every time. It’s the chemistry. That shit takes no fuckin’ time to develop when it’s that explosive, you just trust that shit.”
“I’m with Landon,” I say with almost a DUH type tone.
Her brow arches, “Are you? Hmm, you may be with him, Daisy, but after everything, I’m wondering if he is with you. It’s something you need to think about. You’re so calculated with your life and here I am quitting my job at the drop of a hat. I walked off a great job with no notice just to spend as much time with Aiden as I can, while I can. Throw some shit to the wind and let go, babe. Come on, time to tear this town up,” Cam says, standing and yanking me to my feet.
By the time we get to the club, it is buzzing and full of people. Tad slips in, mouths something to the bouncer, then just like that we are inside. Henry demands that we get a corner seating area so that it is easier to fend off any crazies. As soon as we are seated, the waitress brings over shot glasses, lemon wedges and a salt shaker.
“Hell yes, Tad!” Hunter whoops as he sits. “You didn’t forget tradition.”
Handing out a glass to each of us, Tad grins. “Now why would I mess up tradition?” he asks handing me my shot. I shake my head as I sit it back on the table. He got pissed and went off on Landon last time I drank so I’m not touching a drop. “Oh no, Daisy,” he says, clucking his tongue. “Everyone has to take their shot. Also, you have to take it off of the person standin’ to your left.”
I cringe. To my right is Landon, but my left… I will be taking my shot off of none other than Grayson Cole. “Um, no, I’m good, really Tad. I’m goin’ to dance.” Ignoring me completely, Tad grabs my arm. After wetting my wrist with the lemon wedge he shakes salt onto the side of it.
“No exemptions. It’s a Shaft tradition.”
Landon looks like he is about to puke while everyone else watches both of us. Grabbing my hand, Landon runs his tongue along my wrist, sucking lightly. The feeling makes my whole body clench. Landon downs his shot then Tad shoves a lemon wedge between my lips. “Go on, Landon…” Tad says commandingly. His hard tone makes Landon shiver. I look between them wondering what the fuck is going on.
Landon doesn’t give me long to think before he dives into my mouth, sucking the lemon wedge. His tongue running along my lip as his mouth moves against mine. My toes curl in my shoes as I melt against him. When my hands slide up his arms, Landon releases me. I look to Tad who seems very pleased with himself. Maybe he thinks I need to get laid too; hell, at this point, I am lost.
Tad grabs for Gray’s wrist. “Hey! I can manage,” Gray shouts, yanking the shaker from him. After licking his wrist he adds the salt, then sticks a wedge between his lips, ready for me.
I hesitate when he holds his wrist out, Landon notices and grabs my arm, “Let’s just go dance, Daisy,” he says nudging me. My eyes watch the lemon juice drip from Gray’s bottom lip. I want nothing more to run my tongue along that lip to suck every drop of juice from it. Cam wonders if Landon is with me, now let’s see how ‘with me’ he is on this. She said guys are visual right? Let’s give Landon a visual he won’t soon forget to make sure we are on the same page.
“I’m fine, Landon,” I say, shrugging him off me then grab Gray’s wrist.
Gray’s eyes go wide as I lean in, letting my tongue run along his pulse point. The fact that his tongue was here seconds before mine makes me crazy. Sucking hard, I let myself do what I’ve fantasized about for days. I run my tongue up along the barbed wire. Gray’s pulse races against my lips as I drift back down where I started. Releasing his hand I let it fall to his side. I grab my shot from Landon’s shaking hand, refusing to meet his eyes. Doing everything I possibly can not to let the expression on his face stop me now. Downing the shot quickly, I feel the familiar burn in my chest then step back up to Gray. Running my fingers up his bare arms, tracing the tattoos as I go, I slam my mouth, to his taking the lemon.
My knees nearly buckle as my tongue runs along Gray’s lip. I have fantasized about doing this ever since he kissed me before the show the other night. I nip and tug at his piercing making him tense against me. His tongue meets mine as I suck the wedge into my mouth.
Pulling back, I toss the wedge to the table turning to meet six shocked faces. Sliding my thumb into my mouth, I suck the last of the lemon juice from it letting it slide out with a pop. With an enormous grin, I pat Landon’s arm as Gray just continues to stare at my mouth. “Now we can dance.” Smugly, I wink at Cam, bumping her fist then I walk to the dance floor shaking my ass as I go.
Chapter Seven
T.K.O
The bass thumps as I walk across the dance floor and I don’t care that they are watching me. I start throwing myself around letting my hips move however they want. The look of shock on Landon’s face fuels me as I spin, getting lost in the smooth voice of Justin Timberlake. I am all about throwing Landon for a few loops tonight. Hell, I’m sure there are some willing participants to help me out with that. The thought makes me dip down to the floor and look right at Landon. His breath stops right in his chest making me grin at him. I think he may stroke out right there in the booth. Or at least go into blue-ball shock.
I may not be a damn model but I can work what I have. My five foot seven inches is curved and my legs go on for days in heels. Tad and Landon are at the booth nursing beers, everyone else has spread out between the dance floor and the bar I’m sure. The dance floor starts to get crowded just as hands grab my hips. The intimate way they caress my body makes my eyes go wide in shock. I start to leave but he doesn’t let me. His fingers spread wide as they run along my stomach. My eyes jerk to Landon who is no longer watching me. His face is turned away from me completely as if he is ignoring me as I dance now. Looking to be deep in a conversation with Tad and completely oblivious to whoever is now grinding his very hard cock into my ass. How does someone go from dragging their tongue on the floor to complete disinterest?
As my mystery man’s hands encircle my waist I am pulled past the crowd, putting distance between Landon and me. Grabbing my hand, he spins me out then yanks me back into his chest. That new, but now recognizable, scent hits me. I don’t know why I didn’t catch it before! I look up meeting fierce, hooded eyes. Gray.
“What...” I start but he covers my mouth with his fingers.
Gray takes my hands, wrapping my arms around his neck as he moves us to the rhythm. He has all the power now. I am lost as his fingers run along my hips and grasp my upper thigh, grinding me against him. His thigh slides in-between mine. I watch his smile spread as I grind down against him like a total whore. Leaning in he runs his tongue up my throat then bites my earlobe making me moan. Thankfully, the music is so loud around us no one heard. Daisy, what are you doing? This can’t happen! My mind is screaming but my body is listening to the crackling of the air around us.
There is very little of us that isn’t touching and my body is on fire right now, begging for him to shove me against the wall and give me what he has threatened to so many times already. I turn around to avoid kissing him, knowing I can’t allow that to happen. He pulls my ass onto his dick, making my hips instinctively roll against it. His hand runs up my stomach then between my breasts. I know I should stop this. Just walk away and go get Landon right now. I know I need to just go demand he take me back to the bus and fuck me so that I can get rid of this feeling. I have to get to Landon before I lose control. Before I do something stupid that will ruin everything we have built over the past year. What the hell is wrong with me? My hips roll into Gray again as a moan escapes my lips. His hand spans my throat, pulling my ear to his lips.
“Are you teasing me, Wildflower?” he bites out. I can only shake my head. No, I am teasing myself all while making a complete whore of myself in the process. Gray smiles against my ear. “Baby, you make me so fuckin’ hard. Your fuckin’ mouth felt amazing on me and now your body? Fuck, Daisy, what are you doing to me? I have half a mind to drop to my knees right now. All I can think about is burying my face between your legs until you scr
eam,” he whispers, making my knees go weak. I stumble but without missing a beat, he pulls me against him so I stay on my feet. “Landon doesn’t have to ever know, baby. It’s so dark over here no one can see, let me give you what you want.”
My eyes go wide at his request. My gaze jerks to the table. I see Landon and Tad are talking to Hunter and two women that have slid into the booth. Scanning the dance floor I can barely see Cam and Aiden making their way to the bathrooms, clearly taking advantage of a stall like I had planned to do with my fiancé. Why hasn’t Landon come to find me? Doesn’t he want to dance with me? I don’t understand it. Just as I pull away from Gray to go back to the table, my eyes catch Tad’s hand slide along the inside of Landon’s thigh, cupping his crotch.
I start to run over there. My first thought is to flip the hell out. What the fuck is that slimy bastard doing touching my fiancé? I feel guilty as hell over what little has happened between Gray and me. Here Tad is feeling up Landon right here in a crowded booth. I watch in horror as Landon’s head falls back against the back of the booth, his eyes flutter closed. Tad grins victoriously then whispers something in his ear. The intimate moment that I am clearly not supposed to see makes me shudder. While Hunter is busy attacking the mouth of one of the chicks, completely oblivious to what is going on.
Gray tenses, pulling me back against him, “What the fuck?” he mutters in my ear, letting me know that this isn’t a dream. I am frozen in place, completely horrified but I can’t look away. I stand stock still, watching as Tad continues to fondle Landon under the table. Landon reaches down and I think he is going to push his hand away; instead he undoes his jeans giving Tad full access. I yank away from Gray, running down the hall out the exit door.
The cool air hits me like the slap to the face I need. I fall to my knees on the pavement as tears stream down my face. My plan! My fucking plan! What the hell do I do now? I can’t believe what I have just seen but the visions won’t leave my head. They are burned there, I rub my eyes with the heels of my hands trying to get them out but I can’t get rid of them. Is this why we are here? Is this why he won’t touch me? Why am I here if Landon is only here to be with Tad? I sob into my hands, not moving from the parking lot as I heave for breath.