Lyric

by Regina Frame

  I'm not a prude by any means, and I enjoyed a naked man's body as much as the next woman, I just wasn’t sure that I could ever get the image out of my head, because, Chance might be a little shorter than the other guys, but he made up for it in other areas. His cock hung halfway down his thigh and had a huge barbell through the head of it. Holy shit! How was I going to be able to look him in the face now, and not imagine his freakishly huge dick?

  My first order of business was that the picture had to go. My finger hovered over the delete button as I burned the image into my brain. Sorry, ladies. I thought to myself, just before hitting delete and watching the picture vanish before my very eyes. Damn. No one said this job would be easy. After scrolling through a few more pictures and deciding they were satisfactory, I moved on to the next member on the list.

  Jinx's page was pretty much boring as I suspected it would be. His posts were pretty, tame. There were pictures taken of the crowded venues, pictures taken on the tour bus and the road, along with concert and appearance updates.

  Linc's page consisted of updates on his sobriety, along with his encouragement for others to seek help for their addictions. He posted pic after pic of him and Honesty embracing and kissing. They were definitely a couple very much in love.

  Honor's page was pretty much, nonexistent. There were only a few pictures posted from the meet and greets and a few of the venues, but other than that, she didn't interact much with the fans. I'd have to remember to talk with her about that.

  I saved Levi's page for last, all because of what I was afraid that I'd find. Once I pulled up his page, my heart sank to the pit of my stomach. I didn't know why I expected anything different, because he was, after all, the front man and hotter than hell. There were pics upon pics of him and beautiful women. Women in bars, groupies at concerts, but one picture caught my eye and stood out the most. It was a picture of him and the blond, Nina, from a concert after party, in what looked to be a hotel room. They were wrapped in each other's arms. The way they were looking at each other, led me to believe that they were more than friends. I logged out of his account and closed the laptop.

  I'd seen more than I could handle for one day. It was time for lunch anyway. I looked up a few sandwich shops close by and placed an order. Now, I needed to do a little research on venues for the charity event. I remembered Levi telling me that he was hoping for an outside venue with room enough for several stages to be placed throughout the property. Finally, after thirty minutes, not only was a buzzer sounding from the front door, but also I thought I might have just found the perfect place. I'd save it to my favorites for later to get more detail, and then headed to the front of the building to collect our lunch. We all crowded around an old wooden table. It was covered with sandwiches and bottles of water. The guys began to chatter about what they'd recorded so far.

  "Chance, you came in late on a couple of songs this morning. Something going on that I should know about?" Levi questioned him, genuinely concerned.

  "Just what are you implying?" Chanced slammed his water bottle down on the table causing water to spill over the top and puddle under his sandwich. Everyone sat back in their seats and watched with mouths gaping. I guess I’d never pictured him having such a short fuse. Honesty had told me that he was the easygoing jokester of the bunch.

  "I'm not implying anything. It's just not like you, that's all, fuck face, so don't get defensive with me. It's just that it throws the rest of us off." Levi paused a minute to look, really look, at his friend as if he were inspecting him for something.

  "You know what . . ." I decided to jump in and divert the conversation before tempers flared any farther.

  " I think I may have found a place for the fund raiser." I announced and all eyes turned to me. Good. Chance almost looked relieved that the attention had been taken away from him.

  "It's a place called Starlight . . ." and before I could say anything else, the guys doubled over with laughter. Levi was even wiping tears from his eyes. I looked around the table and there wasn't a dry eye in the place. "What's so funny?" I looked back and forth waiting for an answer from one of them, but they continued to laugh. At one point, Jinx stood up, walked across the room, and braced his hands on the wall, while he just stood there and laughed. Okay! I'd had enough. "All right, guys!" I shouted. "What's so fucking funny about Starlight Acres?" I stamped my foot, actually stamped my foot, like a four year old.

  "It's just that we played that place back when it was an assisted living facility, only we didn't know that when we took the gig. We were still a garage band and . . ." Jinx stopped explaining, when he started to snicker again.

  "What Jinx was trying to say, we were fucking starving for exposure. We'd posted flyers around town, on car windshields on Laundromat windows. You get the picture," he explained, and I nodded. "Anyway, it was also before we changed our name to Dirty Affliction. We went by some lame name back then. You have to remember; we were just a bunch of teenagers at the time. We jumped at the chance to play in front of anybody back then.

  “We borrowed my mom's minivan and drove out there. I remember it like it was yesterday, us all sitting there; staring at that fucking sign that read "Assisted Living." Our group made the vow right then and there, that we would never beg off a gig. If it paid money, we were there, at least until we were able to pic and choose, like we can now.

  “Anyway, I think some of the people there were remembering their younger years or living out a dream that they weren’t ever able to fulfill, because, let's just say that we barely escaped with the clothes on our backs. I think my favorite t-shirt might have even had a hole in it after that night."

  Levi shook his head and cringed a little. “They closed that place down a couple of years ago and leveled the lot. I think that's where the fair sets up every year, when they come," he said.

  "Well, what do you guys think? Should I keep looking?" I looked around the table as everyone stuffed more bites into their mouths. Silence. "Is it going to be like this every time a decision needs to be made? I'm going to ask and you're going to give me nothing?" I asked a little harshly. I watched as Jinx took a drink of his water and turned his attention to me with those dark eyes. Aggravation was apparent on his face now.

  "Darlin', that's what we hired you for. Levi trusts you, so we trust you. Do what you gotta do and let us know when you need money, or whatever to get this thing going. I will say, that we'd like to do it while we're off these three months, so just pick a date and let us know." I looked toward Levi, where he sat next to me grinning so big, that dimple popped in his cheek.

  It brought back all the memories of last night and this morning, causing a blush and my panties to dampen. I'd need to get out of there before I lost control and jumped him right there, in front of his band mates. I tossed my half-eaten sandwich in the trash and headed for my designated office space again. I closed the door behind me and went to work on scheduling the event. There was a soft knock on the door and then it opened. When I looked up Levi was standing there with a grin on his face, which definitely said he was up to no good. My body began to strum with energy and that familiar pulse began at my core.

  "You came to fire me? Little drummer boy out there, can't do the dirty work himself, so he sent you to do it for him?"

  "First of all," he started, crossing the room in two long strides, and stopped beside my desk. He bent over and leaned in so close, I could smell his minty breath.

  "They love you, just like I told you they would. Second, don't ever let Jinx hear you call him . . . little drummer boy!” He threw his head back and laughed. "That's some funny shit, but it'll be our little secret." Then, he winked and pushed my hair over my shoulder, exposing my neck. I rolled back in my chair until it hit the wall behind me. His ocean blue eyes stared down at me, full of amusement. He knew exactly how he affected me.

  "What are you doing?" My breath caught and the question came out in more like a choking sound. I swallowed hard around the lump in my throat. I swore, every
time his skin touched mine; I couldn't seem to think or speak. "W-We're working! You know I could report you for sexual harassment." I tried the weak defense and almost laughed at myself. He chuckled, his soft lips meeting the skin of my bare neck, his warm breath sending a shiver down my spine.

  "You probably could, but you won't." He responded to my threat and continued to kiss down my neck and across my shoulder, causing the pulse between my legs to pick up its pace. I was wet instantly, soaking wet.

  "How do you know I wouldn't?" I questioned, while squirming in my chair, and it almost rolled out from under me. How sexy would that be? Two strong arms reached out to steady me and then his mouth crashed down over mine. His lips caressed, his tongue stroked, and my body heated enough to start a forest fire. A loud knock on the door sounded, jolting us both back to reality. Levi stood up and gave me a knowing smirk, while I finger combed my long blond hair.

  "Peyton?" Chance said my name through the closed door.

  Levi jerked open the door and Chance held up both hands in a defensive manner. He smirked at Levi before turning his emerald green eyes to me. "Jinx said Leo from the label, was on line-two for you. He wants to talk to you about the fundraiser."

  "Thanks, Chance. Levi was just leaving." I looked at him with a knowing grin.

  "No, I wasn't," he growled. I noticed the grin on Chance’s lips, and that almost made me laugh aloud.

  "Close the door behind you please," I said, trying to sound as professional as I could. I picked up the receiver, still staring into his eyes, and said . . . "This is Peyton Frost, how may I help you?" I watched as Levi's shoulders slumped and he closed the door behind him.

  My conversation with Leo went on for at least an hour, if not more. By the time I hung up the phone, I felt like my ear was going to fall off. He was more than pleased with the venue that I'd been able to secure, stating that we should be able to get at least five stages set up on the space. He put himself in charge of securing the bands, which I was more than grateful for, since I really didn't know anyone in the industry. I really should start listening to more rock music. I hung up the phone, packed up the laptop, and made my way out to where the guys were sitting around the table, with a couple of other guys arguing about something.

  "The timing is all wrong Levi. You're coming in too late!" Jinx growled out.

  "I'm telling you it's not me. It's Chance!" Levi practically shouted, pointing his finger at the guy with the blue Mohawk. "I'm just trying to accommodate for him fucking up. He's been coming in on the fifth count for weeks now. If you're not gonna call him on his shit, then I'm going to.

  "Are you using dude? In case you've forgotten, we've all had this talk after Linc had to go to rehab. No hard, shit! I've seen you drink and do pot. I'm not gonna bust your balls over that, but there will be no fucking coke or heroine! You got that? I think I can speak for everyone else on this subject, if we find out you’re doing that shit, you'll be out on your ass so hard it'll make your head spin. Feel me?"

  Whoa! What have I just walked in on? I'd heard bits and pieces of Linc's story, but I guess I never gave it any thought, that other band members used. What about Levi? What do I really know about this guy? I cleared my throat and all eyes turned to me.

  "Um, I'm just gonna grab a cab. I need to get home. I still have a paper to write for my marketing class. What time should I be here tomorrow?" I could feel my voice shake a little as I spoke. Levi walked around the table and reached for my bag, but I shrugged him off. He looked at me confused, because we'd come together this morning; I guess he assumed I'd be leaving with him also. No. I need to put some distance between me, these guys, and especially Levi, even if it's just until tomorrow.

  "I'll call for the car,” he said, reaching for my bag again and I took a step back.

  "Nah. That's okay. It looks like you guys still have business to take care of. I'll just grab a cab and meet you back here tomorrow."

  He sighed and looked down at me with beautiful baby blues that melted my heart and wet my panties all at the same time. Damn. I'm going to have to remember to bring extra panties tomorrow. “Okay, have it your way. I'll text you later tonight with a time for tomorrow." He leaned in and kissed my cheek and it felt as if he'd just branded me in front of everyone in the room. That's because he had. I gave a quick nod and headed out onto the sidewalk to catch a cab.

  Levi

  I

  watched Peyton's back disappear behind the big, metal door and listened for the click of the lock before I continued, this time I turned my attention to Honor. She was the niece of one of the label execs, and had been filling in for Linc, since he'd taken a backseat for a while.

  "What about you? Did you know he was using or are you using too?" I snarled and she looked up at me with big, blue eyes the size of saucers. She slapped her hands, down on the table and stood so fast that her chair flung against the counter behind her. One of the producers must have heard the noise because he came barreling into the room, and when I say barrel, I mean he was as round as one. He looked around the room and asked if there was a problem and we all just shook our head. This was band business, which meant that it was none of his. Once he was satisfied, he stared a moment longer before turning and waddling his way back down the hall to his office. Jinx stood and pointed, a clear order for the both of us to take our seats.

  "I started this band and I can end this band at any time. We've had this talk once before as I'm sure you all remember. It took a toll on us both physically and mentally and I'm telling you now, if you are using . . . and I'm not accusing. I'm just saying that something is off and it better be fixed by tomorrow. It's expected to have issues on the first day of recording. It happens to everyone and we're no exception, so tomorrow when we all meet back here, I expect things to run smoother.

  “You all know that the label can enforce a piss test on us at any time." He stressed and eyed each one of us hard. "Now get the fuck outta here and I'll see you all same time tomorrow, and Levi, that means an hour earlier than you were today." I flipped him the bird and pulled my phone from my back pocket to have the SUV brought around.

  I couldn't stop thinking about Peyton and the night before. I remembered how perfectly my hands fit around her tiny waist and how she smelled of fresh flowers. Just the thought made my dick jump. How in the hell, was I supposed to make it through tonight without her? I didn't think that I could wait until tomorrow. No, that wasn’t an option for me. I took out my phone and quickly shot her a text.

  Me: "I miss you already!"

  Peyton: "You can't miss me already. I left, not ten minutes ago. LOL."

  Me: "Pack a bag and I'll pick you up. You can stay at my place again."

  Peyton: "What's in it for me?" Oh, she was playing with fire now. She had no idea just how hot things could get.

  Me: "I can promise you that I'll be in it, on it, around it, on top of it and under it. Is that what you wanted to hear?"

  Peyton: "Hmm. That does sound interesting, but I'm not quite convinced. I do have an awful lot of work I need to do. You're going to have to work a little harder if you want to convince me to blow off work and my school paper that's due in a few days."

  Me: "How about this? You'll be on all fours while I pound into your pussy from behind. I'll grab a hand full of that silky blond hair and wrap it around my fist for leverage while I pound into you so hard that you'll feel it in your throat. By the time I'm finished with you, you'll be begging for more."

  Peyton: "How soon can you be here?"

  Me: "Pulling in now!"

  She climbed into the leather seat of the SUV and I slid in behind her, admiring her firm ass as she moved across the bench seat to make room for me. My arms went around her and I pulled her in close to me and buried my nose in her hair, taking in the fresh flowery scent. "You always smell so damn good." I playfully nipped at her neck.

  "Don't you mean edible?" She laughed when I nipped the skin just below her ear. I pushed a button on the armrest and a dark privacy scree
n separated us from the driver. The look of surprise on her face was almost priceless.

  "You didn't know there were privacy screens in SUV's? Sweet cheeks, we're fucking rock stars. We can have anything we want and right now I want that sweet little pussy of yours on my mouth." She gasped when I pulled her legs toward me on the seat and she landed flat of her back. I made quick work of the button on her jeans and then her tiny white thong and tossed them onto the floorboard at my feet. I ran my nose along the inside of her thigh, placing small kisses as I went. I lifted my head long enough to find her smoky grey eyes staring down at me.

  "What are you thinking?" Her breath caught in a gasp when my warm tongue made a pass over her wet slit.

  "I'm thinking about how bad I wanted to do this to you earlier today, but we got interrupted." I admitted and I swear she blushed. Her head dropped back against the seat and her thighs fell open a little more.

  "Well, nothings stopping you now." She gasped when I sucked her clit between my lips. Her fingers laced through my hair and she gently tugged, urging me on. I slowly licked between her folds and sucked on her clit until she was bucking beneath me and lifting her hips from the cool leather of the seat. I dug my fingers into her hips to steady her as I continued the assault with my tongue.

  "More! More! Oh-my-god so much more!" She demanded through panting breaths. I slid a finger inside and then another, as my teeth bit and pinched her clit, with just enough pressure to cause her to fall apart beneath me. I greedily lapped at her juices until she was trying to pull away. She tasted sweet as honey and I couldn't get enough.

  "No more. I can’t take it," she whispered, her body sagging into the seat. I lifted my head and looked down at her with a smirk on my face.

  "Better than homework?" I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand.