Heart Shaped Spotlight

by Haley Travis

  He released my hand, and I grabbed the back of his hair, pulling his mouth to mine hard. “Trisha,” he rasped, “Are you okay?”

  “More,” I shuddered, feeling strange deep waves gathering. It was too much, and I never wanted this to stop.

  “Oh my god,” he gasped, “I can’t believe how perfect you feel around me.”

  His kisses became frantic. Feral. Out of control as he gradually moved faster. The pressure was incredible, and it felt like a tornado inside me was swirling around, gathering strength.

  I loved that he wasn’t exactly gentle, the thrill of him dropping all restraint. He must have felt the tension deep within me drawing to the boiling point. His mouth softened, kissing me slowly, coaxing the climax from my body.

  The slick sound of his cock sliding so deep into my wetness was so clear. So deliciously filthy. Yet this moment was pure. The confident way he moved made me feel like he owned my pleasure as well.

  It felt like he was swelling inside me, becoming even larger. It was so hot that I couldn't form words, my gasping cries completely unintelligible.

  His thrusts became deeper, almost jerky, then I felt his thumb swirling around my clit, pushing me over the edge. “Trisha, let me feel it, baby."

  The deep tremors started low, then the orgasm washed through me, shaking every muscle as I screamed into his mouth.

  Nate's hips and thighs tensed, slamming into me deeper, faster, for just another moment before he clutched me, almost convulsing. Even through the condom I could feel his heat bursting inside me, his satisfaction just as amazing as mine.

  He was still shaking as he murmured, "I love you, Trisha. I love you so much."

  Gasping, I managed to whisper, "I love you." The words I’d thought so many times long ago seemed perfectly natural now.

  Nate collapsed on top of me, holding me so tight I had to fight for air, but couldn't bear to push him away. After a minute, he slipped out and rolled to the side, clutching me against him.

  Our breathing was perfectly timed together. Chests rising and falling, completely in sync. “Now I finally understand what half of those sexy songs were about,” he grinned. Then he kissed me gently, murmuring, “Thank you, beautiful.”

  “What do you mean?” I was drifting in a haze of pure happiness.

  “Please don’t freak out.” He kissed the tip of my nose. “I just couldn’t imagine being that close with anyone else.”

  He had waited for me.

  I blinked, then choked back a gasp. My floaty bliss was instantly grounded by the depth of the importance of this event. We were now bonded, somehow. Maybe that was silly, but I felt it.

  “I… Um.” My head swam. He must have had women throwing themselves at him at every show. This wasn’t natural male behavior in the slightest.

  “Shh, no freaking,” he said softly, stroking my back. “I wasn’t going to bang some fan . The thought of that is creepy. And I never clicked with anyone else, not even for a second.”

  His thumb coasted slowly across my eyebrow, around my temple, along my cheekbone. “I need you. You need me. You’ve always known that you can trust me. We’re just going to have to figure out the details. And we can go slowly, at your pace. Any way you like.”

  Nate’s eyes were softer now. But I caught the slight flicker of nervousness.

  “Okay.” There wasn’t much else to say. It felt like my life had just taken a sharp turn, that would have terrified me if it had been anything or anyone else.

  Having my path suddenly swerve back to Nate was right. Even though there was no way that I could possibly live in his world. He looked so hopeful. I couldn’t crush this dreamy moment with reality.

  Chapter Eighteen ~ Nate

  * Hotel Coffee *

  I was accustomed to waking up in strange hotel rooms at strange hours. It took a blink to realize that for the first time ever, I wasn't alone.

  Trisha was curled against my chest as if she never intended to leave. My arms were holding her gently, my right hand cupping her soft, round ass so naturally. Brushing the top of her hair with my lips, I felt incredibly grateful that our unusual paths had finally led us here.

  Then I looked down to see her warm hazel eyes staring up at me. Her adorable smile quirked up those sweet pink lips in the instant before I kissed her.

  I heard a tiny sigh, then her hips moved slightly. I wasn't sure if she was just wiggling her body awake, or whether she was shifting away from my morning wood.

  "Hey, how do you feel?" I asked gently, sliding both of my hands up and down her back.

  “Morning groggy but great. And you?"

  "I feel amazing. And lucky."

  Her delicate fingers trailed along the edge of my face before she tenderly kissed my lips. “I'm the lucky one," she said. Then she grinned. "I'm positive that you need coffee right now."

  "I was thinking about it, yeah," I chuckled.

  "Or should I take care of this first?" she asked, trailing her fingers down my stomach toward my erection.

  I grabbed her wrist to stop her. "As much as I would really love to, are you sure you're up to that so soon? I don't know whether lady parts need to rest, or heal, or whatever."

  Her lusty glance shocked me. "Why don't you touch me, and ask my body how it's feeling?"

  I knew that Trisha’s anxiety came and went in different situations. Watching her become so outgoing when she was naked was a thrill I never would have expected.

  Kissing her softly, I adored the way her curvy body clung to mine. Slipping my hand between her legs, she spread open. Within seconds my fingertips became wet from circling her soft pussy lips. As I slid inside, she moaned so sweetly that I felt my cock lurch.

  I felt her grin against my lips, then she launched herself over me, reaching out to the far bedside table to hand me a condom.

  My hand was almost shaking as I wrapped myself, staring at her perfect breasts as she straddled me. Her rosy nipples were tightened into peaks. The second my hands were free, I pulled her to me, sucking as much of her breast into my mouth as I could.

  Her hands wandered restlessly around my stomach, then as I switched to suck on her other nipple, she gave me a saucy glance, gripping the base of my cock and stroking me slowly.

  Lifting her hips, she grabbed my shaft gently, rubbing the tip back and forth along her entrance. Watching her take hold of me made my blood boil with the knowledge that her body was craving mine. We both gasped as the head of my cock slipped inside her.

  "Is this okay?" she breathed.

  Damn, I loved that she was taking control. "Baby, you can do anything to me," I grinned.

  Slowly spreading her knees wider, she moaned as she sank lower. I thought I was going to explode as she reached down to spread her labia, grinding her clit against the base of my shaft as soon as she was low enough.

  Trisha was almost still for a moment, slightly shifting and wriggling as she seemed to be exploring the pressure points of my thickness inside her. Letting my head fall back against the pillow, I gripped her outer thighs, thrusting up into her gently.

  "Oh my fucking god," she murmured. "This is unbelievable."

  I knew I'd always been obsessed with Trisha, but now my all-consuming need for her was uncontrollable. I'd always known that our physical chemistry would be perfect, but we were both so wired we could barely breathe.

  Her palms landed on my chest, pushing my necklaces out of the way as she leaned forward, rocking her hips as she moved my length inside her hot wetness.

  "That's it, baby. Use me,” I half laughed, but was cut off by my own groan as she bounced up and down several times.

  She seemed absolutely lost in sensation, her eyes unfocused, her hips beginning to buck wildly. I couldn't stop my fingers from digging into her ass as I gripped her hard, my hips pumping up against hers.

  "Yes," she whispered, looking down at me with a mixture of surprise and raw desire.

  Leaning forward a bit more, she ground against me hard as a shudder ran thro
ugh her. Gripping the back of her hair, I pulled her ear to my lips. "Trisha, are you going to ride me until you come?"

  She nodded slightly, her hand winding behind my neck as she gripped my waist with the other, working our bodies together in a smooth, undulating rhythm.

  "Nate," she choked, "Yes…"

  She bore down harder, her unrelenting pace driving me positively insane. My gorgeous girl was fucking me. Riding me. Using my body for her own pleasure. It was the hottest thing in the damn universe.

  Trisha's body began to thrash slightly as she started to climax. Her open-mouthed kiss was dirty and wild, her hips slapping against mine as her inner walls began to convulse around me.

  Hearing her scream my name as her body shook over mine released some primal, predator instinct deep within me. Holding her tight, I took over completely, pounding up into her as she came. My deep thrusts were almost violent as I growled into her mouth, “Feel that, baby? You're mine. All mine."

  The second I heard her squeal, “Yes, yours," I nearly lost my mind, feeling my deep spasms inside her as I came so hard I saw streaks of light. She collapsed on top of me, boneless, as our labored breath filled the room.

  “I’m sorry, baby,” I panted, “Was that too much?”

  Her head shook against me. “No. Unexpected, but amazing.”

  With Trisha's body curled into mine, I didn't want to get out of bed until the end of time. But I knew that if I didn't have a coffee soon, I would probably get a headache. I snuggled her for several minutes, then gently rolled her off me.

  "Would you like some coffee, or tea?" I asked.

  "Are you ordering, or are you going to risk the little machine?" she giggled.

  "The machine will be faster for the first one," I said.

  "What the heck, I'm living dangerously now," she said. "Sure, thanks."

  I got up and went to the washroom to get rid of the condom. Then I just pulled my shorts on before filling the little pot with water and turning on the coffee maker. Hotel coffee had vastly improved over the past four years, and I was incredibly grateful.

  My phone beeped from the bedside table. "Hey, could you please tell me what the message was?" I asked.

  I glanced to see her looking at me with wide eyes. "Most people are pretty private about their phones," she said.

  "I want to share everything with you," I said. "I’ve got absolutely nothing to hide."

  She shrugged, pulling on my t-shirt as she crawled across the bed. "It's an email from 72.7 Midwest Rock Radio," she said.

  "Dammit. Thanks."

  She came over and set the phone beside me as I handed her a full mug and began to brew another for myself. "I thought rockstars liked attention from radio stations?"

  "They are supposed to email Dave, not me. But that particular station has already been told that I'm not giving them what they want."

  "What are they after?" she asked. "An exclusive interview or something?"

  "They're doing some collaboration – advertising on a romance movie station. They want to do an ad featuring me, if I find you."

  She sunk into a chair, staring up at me as her teeth sunk into her bottom lip. Her voice was a squeak. "What did you tell them?"

  Standing behind her, I rubbed her shoulders gently, kissing the top of her head. “Everyone who inquires is told the same thing. No, I haven't found you. And if I did, that would be private and never discussed publicly."

  Her fingernails tapped on the edge of the coffee mug. I hated it when her hands began to shake, and wished that I could comfort her more.

  "Relax, baby. The interest is already dying down. In another month they'll forget all about it and move on to something else."

  "Do they offer you money?"

  "Yes, but there's no amount of money that would change my mind.” I flashed her grin. "If it was something insane like a billion, I would ask for your opinion."

  "Still, it would be hard to turn down a large amount, especially because it would also be great publicity for you," she said.

  My back stiffened. Grabbing my phone, I called up an email from a few weeks ago and handed it to her. "That's how much money I turned down from a TV station in New York for a photo of the two of us and a brief interview. They wanted to put a private investigator on the case to find you. I don't need the money, and that’s crossing all kinds of lines. If I wanted to announce something, I would. Offering me money to change my mind is disgusting."

  Her hands shook as she handed back the phone. "But they're still looking for me. Why didn't you tell me?"

  I tasted my coffee, hoping that slowing down the conversation would mellow things out. “I didn’t want to upset you. They’re never going to find out. It will blow over.”

  “You can’t control everything. Especially when someone else is involved.” Trisha sounded irritated, and I hated that she was upset because of me.

  “Dave would like to meet you,” I said gently. “We could ask him what we should do. How about that?”

  She nodded, tucking her hair behind her ears before taking another sip of coffee. “Okay.”

  “If you think this is a problem, I’ll do everything I can to take care of it.”

  “I know you will,” she said. But her eyes didn’t meet mine. Staring into her mug, her shoulders slumped.

  The amazing physical high came crashing down around me. There was no way that I could let her down so soon.

  Chapter Nineteen ~ Trisha

  * Tied Up In Knots *

  I loved Nate. I truly did. Last night and this morning had been the most intense, astounding moments of my life.

  But he really did piss me off sometimes.

  He so rarely had problems in his life that he just expected other people's problems to disappear into thin air as well. It was frustrating, but it was the way he’d always been. Was it possible for him to see life from the other side?

  My frustrations melted away s lightly as my body revelled in the incredible aftershocks. I couldn’t believe I’d been that bold, and was thrilled at how much Nate had loved it.

  After we had coffee, I went to my hotel room to get ready for lunch, and pack so that I could catch my five pm flight.

  I wasn't sure whether I should attempt to impress Nate's manager, but I hadn't packed a lot of clothing. Black jeans, a deep blue long sleeved t-shirt with the shoulders cut out, and a couple of bracelets – that was as fancy as I could get.

  Nate came to get me, overreacting as if I was the prettiest girl in the world until I blushed. He rolled my suitcase along the four blocks to the restaurant they had chosen. As soon as we arrived, I could see why Nate had picked it. We had a private booth in the far corner that was completely hidden.

  I recognized Dave immediately, his dark suit looking a bit formal for lunch. I suddenly wondered if this meeting was more about him impressing me. If he wanted to stay on Nate's good side, he would have to be friendly with Nate’s girlfriend as well. Or, whatever I was.

  As Nate stashed my suitcase and our coats in a corner, I took a breath and marched up to Dave, extending my hand. "Hi, I'm Trisha."

  It was sweet that he stood. "Trisha, it's a great honor to meet you," he smiled warmly. "I'm really happy that you two found each other again."

  We settled in with menus, and coffee that arrived before we had even ordered it. Dave nodded to me. "I took a chance ordering you a coffee. If you don't want it, you know Nate will drink it."

  "I flip back and forth with tea and coffee, but this is perfect for today, thanks. There's no chance of me becoming obscenely addicted like what's his name over here."

  Dave laughed, but before Nate could defend himself, his phone rang. Glancing at the screen, he muttered, "Sorry – it's Lora. Excuse me for a sec." He took off to the back patio to take the call.

  "So, Nate said that you were here for work?" Dave began. "I'm sorry that I didn't even see you at your Toronto station."

  "Excellent," I grinned. "I was hiding. I prefer to be behind the scenes."
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br />   He nodded. “I get that. The big spotlight is not for everyone. Once the band is settled in Toronto, Nate will be in the limelight a bit less, I think. That might make it easier for both of you."

  "Oh. I didn't know that they’d decided yet," I said.

  "Shit," he muttered. "Sorry, I heard that they decided yesterday afternoon."