by JA Low
“Sorry, so many things on my mind.” I try to cover my dirty thoughts.
Christian coughs at my statement.
I give him a glare before I launch into what is happening tonight. I let the boys know who will be here, what is going to happen after the concert and give them the details for the after party at the club next door. Before we know it it’s show time.
“Morning, princess.” I swear I hear Christian’s deep timbered voice as a face nuzzles into me. A wet tongue starts licking a path down my neck sending goosebumps over my body. It’s been a while since I’ve had someone in my bed and this dream is the most action I have had in a long time. I picture a body pressed against my naked back, their arousal pressing against my bottom. I push back against it, feeling it slide through the crack of my ass cheeks, teasing me. Large arms wrap around my naked body. I picture them with colorful tattoos, just like the ones Christian has. Calloused fingers find my aroused nipples, slowly playing with them, each hard tug awakening my body. That felt so real. Where the hell am I?
I ignore that question, because what he’s doing feels too good. I need to come. If the only way I can do that is via a wet dream, then so be it. The same calloused hand moves between my legs, teasing my folds as they slip through my wetness. A tiny whimper falls from my lips.
“Fuck, I love how you’re always so ready for me.”
Christian’s Texan accent is like an aphrodisiac. A finger slips inside of me, making me arch my back in pleasure. Then another joins it as they start to pump into me. A large thumb sweeps across my clit, sending goosebumps over my body. Yes, I can feel my body come alive. The tingles start and dance over me, I push harder against the calloused thumb needing that extra pressure against my aching clit. I am so close, so close, and then the hand disappears. “No.” I hear myself groan.
“Don’t worry, angel, you’ll be full again soon,” the voice whispers as a hard cock nudges me from behind, a hand pulls one of my legs open, so the cock can tease me back and forth through my slickness. Yes, this is what I need.
“Fuck me,” I beg. It’s my dream and I can beg if I want to.
“I’ve missed this so much.” I imagine Christian’s murmur against my back. It feels so real, his teeth sink into my bare shoulder, the tiny bite of pain mixed in with the intoxicating pleasure of his cock. It enters me, stretching me, filling me.
Yes, yes, yes.
A hand holds my hip as they start to buck, over and over again, fingers twisting my nipple with each hard thrust into me. Yes, dream sex is the best. The fucking best. My whole body is tingling, this is going to be one hell of an orgasm, I can feel it making its way over my body. Suddenly, I am rolled onto my stomach, my face planted into the soft bed. A large body is hovering over me, kicking my legs open wider starting a hard assault into me, over and over again. Each thrust against the bed sheet is rubbing at my aching clit. Harder and harder he pumps into me. I can hear his desperate moans as he fucks me.
“Yes, yes, yes,” I scream, as the friction and the thrusting pushes me over the edge and I come. Best orgasm of my life. Thank God I am already lying down otherwise I would have collapsed; my whole body feels like it is floating on a cloud. He continues to fuck me through my orgasm, and moments later I feel him come inside of me. I can feel his slickness between my legs. What the … ? That felt real, too real. Hot lips travel down my spine with feather light kisses.
“Fuck, Ness, you’re perfect.” Christian’s voice floats over the room.
I shake my head because I need to get him out of it.
“Ness, you okay?” the voice asks.
Then reality comes crashing down around me, I can feel his heaviness against me. This is real, this wasn’t a dream.
“Get off me,” I scream, trying to push him away from me.
Christian rolls off of me. “Ness?”
I pull the sheets up around me and I can feel wetness between my legs, I can’t meet his eyes. I thought this was a dream.
“Ness, look at me damn it,” Christian growls.
Slowly I open my eyes. Two whiskey colored ones are staring back at me.
“This shouldn’t have happened,” I whisper.
“I didn’t see you saying no.” His face looks serious and his voice has a slight angry tone to it.
“That’s because I thought I was dreaming,” I blurt out.
Christian looks stunned. “So you didn't want to fuck me?” His tone sounds a little hurt.
“No…I mean, yes…far out I don’t know. I didn’t think this was real,” is all I can manage to say.
“I thought you wanted me?” he questions, sounding a little vulnerable.
I’m silent because there is nothing to say, of course I want him, he knows how to give me the most amazing orgasms. But I promised myself that I would never mix business and pleasure together, not after everything that had happened to me in London. I learnt my lesson the hard way. A small trickle slides down my leg, shit!
“You forgot protection,” I yell, realizing what it is. I pick up my pillow and throw it at him, before jumping off the bed.
“Fuck, Ness,” he mutters, while running his hands through his hair. “I just—”
The rest of his sentence is cut off as I slam the bathroom door and jump into the shower.
Christian bangs on the bathroom door. “Ness, open up. Please!” he yells.
I ignore him as I try and wash him from my skin.
“Please, Ness. Open up. You’re killing me with your silence.”
I can hear the anguish in his voice. Grabbing one of the fluffy white towels, I wrap it around myself. Christian almost falls on top of me as I swing open the bathroom door.
“Just talk to me,” he begs.
“There’s nothing to say.” I move passed him as I look for my clothes from last night to get dressed in. I can’t believe I now have to do the walk of shame. The rest of the boys better not be awake. He watches as I get dressed, he is still naked and my eyes are distracted by his freely swinging cock. It makes me mad all over again. “Please put some clothes on!” I yell at him.
Christian freezes for a moment before pulling on some red boxer briefs. “That better?”
Ugh, I hate his face at this moment.
“I have to go.” I head toward the hotel door.
“Ness, please, can we talk about this? I’m sorry, I thought after last night that you wanted another round. That the reason you were still in my bed is because you wanted me.”
Last night’s antics hit me. It was the after party, Christian had a million and one groupies all over him and he was loving it and why shouldn’t he. They played amazingly, he deserved to bask in his own glory. But I didn’t need to watch it, Isla and I kind of got wasted. She confessed that she had a big crush on Finn and seeing him with the groupies all the time messes her up. We found a group of hot guys and before we knew it both of us were making out with some of them. I had come back from the bathroom and Isla had disappeared with one of the guys and my guy was waiting for me, he asked me if I wanted to get out of there and I did. He took my hand and we made our way toward the exit, that was until Christian stopped us. Things are still fuzzy but he basically told the guy to fuck off, that he was taking me home, that I had drunk too much. For some reason I didn’t argue, I just followed his lead. It was a silent journey back to the hotel. He ended up carrying me as I stumbled in my heels. Sammy asked if I needed anything and I just waved his concern away. I started singing Britney Spears ‘Toxic’, which made Sammy laugh. He said his goodbyes and went back to the club to the rest of the guys. Next thing I know I am throwing myself at Christian, he was fending me off, telling me I was drunk. But I ignored him and told him how much I wanted him, then just like that we were fucking like rabbits.
Shit! I can feel my cheeks redden from the memories.
“I’m sorry, Chris, but it was a mistake.” I look at him standing there like a fucking god.
“Why, because we work together?” His face is like stone.
“Yes.” I distract myself by playing with my phone in my hand.
“Talk to me, Ness,” Christian commands.
Letting out a heavy sigh, I respond, “Let me just message Camryn to come pick me up, then we can talk.” He nods in agreement and I send off a quick message to Cam to come and get me.
Christian is sitting in the living room on the couch with a bottle of water for each of us. Thankfully he has put on more clothes. He pats the seat next to him as he hands me the water bottle. Our legs touch as I settle on the couch, and I feel it, I feel the spark between us.
“You can’t deny the chemistry between us, Ness,” Christian whispers.
Looking at the floor because I can’t look at him, I whisper, “I know.” It’s the truth.
“Then tell me why we can’t try something. I’ve never wanted to try something with anyone before you, Ness. It’s freaking me out but for some reason I want something with you.”
Hearing his confession makes my heart sink, because in an alternative world I would love nothing more than to be with this man, but unfortunately we just can’t.
“There’s a reason why I left London and came to LA. This job offer came at the best time for me.” I play with the label on my bottle. Camryn and Sienna, my two closest girlfriends, are the only ones that know the reason why I left London and now, Christian will too. I just hope it doesn’t make him change his opinion of me.
“I worked for this indie record label in London. I loved it, it was the best job in the world. The owner was this young, hot guy and all the girls in the office had a crush on him. Yeah, I thought he was cute but there were heaps of cute guys in London to hook up with, I didn’t need to go after the boss.” I chance a glance at Christian, he smiles and urges me to continue. “We had to work on a project together and I got to know him better, and long story short we started seeing each other.” My heart is racing and I think I am going to be sick. “But what I didn’t know was that he was married.”
“Oh,” Christian comments.
“Yeah, oh. I found out he was married when we were working late one night and his wife surprised him at work. She caught us screwing on his desk.”
“Shit, Ness. I’m sorry.”
Shaking my head, I continue, “She screamed at him that she couldn’t believe he was stills screwing around with all these desperate interns. The month before she had caught him with someone else in the office. She called me a whore and told me that she was going to ruin me. I was obviously the straw that broke the camel’s back.”
Christian gives my hand a squeeze.
“And she kept her word. Apparently she came from a very wealthy family and he had used her daddy’s money to start up the label. He couldn’t lose everything he built so he let her destroy me. She made a scene in the middle of the office telling everyone, even clients, that the only reason I made it so far was because I was sleeping with people to get ahead.”
“Tell me they didn’t believe her? You are brilliant at what you do.”
“Most of the girls in the office were worried about their jobs because they had all apparently slept with him. So I was the scapegoat. What really did it for me was when I was invited to a meeting late one night for a big client. I arrived and it was a room full of men and my boss. He told them that a perk of owning his own label was the access to sweet pussy and what women like me would do to further their careers.” Christian’s hand tightens around mine. “He told me I needed to get on my knees and suck them all off if I wanted to keep my job at the label, if I wanted him to get his wife to back off.”
“What the fuck! That fucker, if I find out who he is, I am going to fucking kill him, you hear me.”
Looking at how angry Christian looked made me feel good, I just wished I had people like that around me in London.
“He is nothing, forget him. I have.”
“But Ness, you are amazing at your job. What you have done for us so far after a couple of months has been more than our old label did for us in years. You are fucking awesome.”
Christian’s praise makes me smile. “Thank you that means a lot. And just for the record, I picked up the jug of water on the conference table and dumped it over my old boss’ head and told him to shove his job and his pin dick before I walked out and never looked back. So that’s how I ended up in LA.”
“Nice.”
“Now you understand why I can’t do anything with you.”
Christian’s eyes looked at the floor. “Yeah, Ness, I understand. It sucks because I like you but I understand.” He doesn’t look at me.
My hand reaches for his chin to tip it up so he can look at me, those hazel eyes sparkling. “I wish things could be different, Chris, I want you to know that.”
He gives me a smile.
I lean forwarded and lightly kiss his lips. “Can we still be friends?” I ask.
“Yeah, Ness. I’d like that. If that is the only way, I can have you then I think I can handle that.”
My phone buzzes, Camryn is downstairs. Jumping up from the couch, I head toward the door.
“Ness,” Christian calls out.
I turn around and look at him.
“If you ever leave Montgomery Records or you are no longer our PR Manager then I’m coming for you. Just so you know, you’ve been warned.” The look he gives me is heated. Nodding my head, I sneak out the door.
69
Christian
Three years earlier
“Welcome, boys,” Nate Lewis greets Axel and I at the Paradise Club.
“We thought you were in Europe?” Axel questions him.
“Yeah, just back and doing a quick run over the clubs. Hopefully I will see you two at the opening in Monaco next month.”
“Maybe we can arrange a quick trip over there,” Axel says with a smile.
The Paradise Club is an exclusive sex club for celebrities, the rich and famous and anyone who is a VIP and can be harmed by the press finding out about our extracurricular activities. Nathaniel Lewis is the king of the domain. He has opened exclusive clubs around the world and my brother and I always try and make it to an opening, since they’re pretty legendary.
“Well, have fun tonight, boys,” Nate encourages, clapping us on the back as he walks off into the darkness.
“What are you up for tonight?” Axel asks.
My brother has certain tastes when it comes to sex. He’s into domination and kink, whereas I am just down for sex. Hot, hot sex with a beautiful woman …or two or three.
“Might check out the voyeur room. It’s always a good place to warm up.” He nods and follows me toward the large glass wall that looks into a room which has basically one large bed. Sometimes it has a couple of people in it other times it can have a full orgy going on. People like to congregate around and watch, sometimes that leads to people fucking up against the window. It’s hot.
Looks like tonight there is an orgy going on. The room is full with beautiful women and only a couple of men. Axel and I watch for a couple of moments, my eyes landing on a hot brunette going down on some blonde while a big hairy man pounds her from behind. Nice. Girl on girl action always gets my dick twitching.
“Shit. Is that Kane?” Axel nudges me.
Looking at the man who currently has a blonde riding him, while eating out a brunette, I shake my head, I must be seeing things. But I swear I see his football tattoo on his arm. I’ve been looking at that ugly tattoo for the past two years ever since he started dating Vanessa. He is a grade A douche bag, but Ness seems happy so I put up with him.
“No, there’s no way in the world that is him, is it?” Shaking my head, Axel and I stare for a little longer trying to work it out. The brunette moves off his face and toward another man and that is when I see red.
“Chris, don’t.” Axel grabs me.
My eyes watch as Kane keeps fucking the blonde, his hand playing with some other chick’s tits.
“I am going to fucking kill him,” I growl.
“Y
eah and you are going to get us kicked out of here,” he whisper yells at me.
“I don’t fucking care! He is cheating on Ness. Our Ness. Don’t you fucking care?”
Axel pulls me away from the voyeurs watching as we are definitely ruining their vibe with our fighting. He pulls me out past security, out of the building, and back into the dark alleyway. When he finally lets me go, I kick a trash can over.
“Calm the fuck down!” He yells at me.
“Fuck you! Ness is our friend and you don’t give a shit.” Grabbing my brother by his collar, I push him up against the brick wall and get up in his face.
“Of course I give a shit but I don’t think we should make a scene.”
Letting go of his shirt I pace the dark alley. “I have to tell her, Axe.”
“I know, man, but she loves him,” my brother reminds me. My stomach sinks at the thought that Vanessa is in love with this fucker. “I don’t want to break her heart,” he adds.
Leaning back against the wall we both stare into the darkness for a while.
“She needs to know that he isn’t the man he says he is. How many times has he done this to her? He doesn’t deserve her.”
“Do you want to tell her because it’s the right thing to do or do you want to tell her so she’s single again and you might have a chance?”
I stiffen. “Fuck you.” I push off the wall and start pacing. “How the fuck could you say that to me?”
“Sorry, I just know you have feelings for her.”
“We’re friends, I told you that.” Didn’t take long for Axel to work out who the mystery girl was every time we were around each other.
“Yeah, I know but I also see the chemistry between the two of you.”
“Hey, I make sure I don’t flirt with her, she has a boyfriend.”
“Chris, I’m not saying you flirt with her. I’m saying that you guys get along really well. It’s nice seeing you two together, that’s all.”
