Get Rocked? (The Next Generation #2)

by K E Osborn

  “Okay, but if you’re pulling some prank on me—”

  “I’m not.”

  She lowers herself down and then runs her hands over the plush rug. “Oh, this feels new,” she says and I smile and sit down opposite her.

  “Okay, open up.”

  She hesitates and then opens her eyes and looks around the room. “Oh Caleb, it’s beautiful,” she says and looks around at the effort I’ve gone to create the romantic vibe. The fireplace is burning and crackling in its hues of gold and red, sending an ambiance around the room that makes me want to kiss her, passionately.

  “I thought our last night together should be something special,” I say as she smiles and stretches out her legs.

  “And something smells amazing too.”

  I smirk and stand up walking to the kitchen to pull the finger food out of the oven and place it onto a tray to take it over to her.

  “I really don’t deserve all this you know?”

  I pour her a glass of wine. “Yes, you do, my sweet Indi. You deserve much, much more than this and I will give it to you if you let me?” I ask and she raises her eyebrow.

  “What do you mean?”

  I swallow and take her hand in mine. “I mean when I get back I want to buy us a house. A real house, not just a small place like this one, but somewhere we can call a home and have a dog or two, and somewhere we can raise a family if we want to. Eventually, that is, the family part,” I say and she giggles.

  “You wanna buy us a home?”

  “Yeah, I wanna give us something we deserve. Somewhere nice, with a big kitchen for you so you can bake if you want to and somewhere with a shed for me to mess around with my car. Somewhere we can put a boat if we want one. You know? I have all this money, I want to spend it on us.”

  “I would love that, but on one condition.”

  “Okay, name it.”

  “Two dogs and I get to pick and name them.”

  “Of course, you can.”

  “There’s something else I wanted to ask you too. But I’m asking seriously this time,” I say. She looks at me and opens her eyes wide as I pull out a ring box from my back pocket.

  I move up so I’m kneeling on one knee in front of her. She gasps and moves her hand over her mouth as I open the ring box and swallow a hard lump that’s formed in my throat.

  “I’ve asked this so many times, sometimes jokingly, sometimes seriously, but none more serious than I am right now. Indi, I have loved you from the moment I laid eyes on you. You have always been here for me being my greatest supporter, my constant, my rock. Without you I was nothing, an incomplete a shell of a man with nothing to give, but with you I am whole and alive. I can fight for something worth living for and that’s always going to be you. I breathe you, Indi. Every beat of my heart is for you. Every. Single. One. And I believe I was placed on this earth solely to be with you. You are the woman who knows me better than I know myself, and without you I would’ve lost myself a long time ago. I need you. I love you. Please, for the seven hundredth and fifty-ninth time, will you marry me?”

  She’s looking at me with tears in her eyes and I can’t tell if they’re happy tears or sad tears. Either way I feel like I have a no coming ahead of me. My heart is racing in my chest and I have no idea what to say or do as she stares at me blankly blinking.

  She takes my hand and closes the ring box. I slump my shoulders and close my eyes taking in a deep breath preparing to hear one simple word. ‘No.’

  “I want to marry you, Caleb, but we have to wait. I need to know we can get through you touring again. It didn’t work out last time, so I need to be sure we can make it before I commit to you. So it’s not a no, it’s a let’s wait and see when you get back. Then I’ll give you an answer,” she says bringing her hand up to my chin and forcing my face up in line with hers. “Open your eyes, Caleb,” she says and I slowly open them willing them not to tear up. Even though I understand her answer, I really wanted a yes this time. This time was different, I had a ring. I wanted it to be real. I wanted to make it official. I wanted her to be mine while I was on tour. “It’s not a no, Caleb,” she reiterates.

  I take a deep breath and nod as she leans in kissing the corner of my mouth.

  “I love you, you know that, right?”

  I nod.

  “If you come back from the tour and everything is fine, then it’s a yes, okay?”

  My heart skips a little faster. Now this I can work with. My eyes open wider at the thought, she is saying ‘yes’ but I just have to make it through the tour.

  “So basically it’s a yes when I get back?” I ask and she smiles and nods trying to contain her smile. I laugh and take her cheeks in my hands and force her lips to mine and kiss her with such passion that it makes us both weak and we fall to the floor. I roll on top of her pinning her to the ground. Her hands run up into my hair and her tongue frolics with mine so happily that it takes my breath away. I run my hand along her side as she opens her legs and wraps them around my waist. I grind my semi-hard cock into her pussy and we both moan as the excitement and energy of the moment takes us over.

  “Make love to me, Caleb,” she moans as I bite her bottom lip playfully. I lean up and grab hold of either side of her button up top and pull forcefully so all the buttons fly off as I rip the shirt open. She laughs and slaps my arm.

  “That was my favourite shirt,” she says and I shrug.

  “I’ll buy you a new one.” I lean down kissing her neck as she moves in lifting my vest up over my stomach. I lift my head from her neck just long enough for her to pull it up over my head. She throws it across the room. She pulls off her ripped shirt as I move to her back and undo her bra. It cascades down her front and I throw it over with my vest. I look down at her exposed nipples and I can’t help myself as I lean down and take one in my mouth sucking and then nipping gently on it. She writhes under my touch and moves her hand to my jeans, I lift my waist from hers as she undoes the button and zip and slides my jeans over my arse and I shuffle out of them. She moves her hands down to push out of her leggings until we’re both completely naked on the lounge room rug. I move over the top of her and lean down kissing her tenderly. This time nothing rushed or forced, this time I want her to know how loved, cherished, and desired she is.

  I move my hand down between her legs and slide a finger into her already wet pussy.

  “Mmm,” she murmurs as I move it inside her slowly. She’s so warm and ready for me and I can’t wait to feel her encased around my cock. I slowly move inside her as my cock grows harder against her thigh, while our tongues collide against each other. Kissing Indi is the sweetest sensation and one I will never tire of. She moves her hips in time with my finger and I move another one inside her and place my thumb on her clit and press firmly. She wriggles at my touch and is moaning into my mouth as she arches her back pushing her chest into mine. We’re both panting from the passionate kissing. Turning Indi on, turns me on as well, so we’re both getting quite worked up.

  Her body is starting to shake and is coating with a fine sheen of moisture. I know she’s close as she begins to tremble around me, and her pussy is clenching around my fingers. Her kissing is becoming languid and her eyes are clenching as she moans into my mouth. Her body tenses and then she groans, grinding her pussy into my hand as she tightens and then relaxes against me letting go of her climax. I smile knowing I’ve done my job. I start to kiss her again, removing my hand from between her legs and positioning my pulsating cock at her entrance. She opens her eyes and looks at me and through hooded lust-filled eyes, I can see love and devotion flowing through right at me as I stare into her soul while I slowly enter her.

  We both moan and something flows between us as we stare at each other, a moment knowing that we’re going to be okay. That no matter what life throws at us, we are stronger together than we are apart and both of us knows that now. We’re in this together, for the long haul, and the love we have for each other is what’s going to make this work. The
distance apart won’t break us. The groupies, or fan girls or paparazzi won’t affect us anymore, because whatever the bullshit she will see while I’m on tour, I know she’ll wait and hear it from me first before fleeing. Because this bird has come home to nest and she isn’t taking flight anymore. And as we make love on the lounge room floor of our home before I leave for my headline tour, I know we’re going to be just fine. I know it with every ounce of me, with every fibre of my being, with every portion of knowledge I possess, that Indi and I are going to make it this time.

  Leaving Indi wasn’t as hard as last time. It didn’t have the same final goodbye emotional detachment looming over our heads. We’re in a good place and we both knew nothing was going to tear us apart. Don’t get me wrong there were tears, and it was difficult to leave her knowing I wouldn’t see her for five months. But I knew I wouldn’t last that long and I would fly home to see her at some point during the tour. She knew it too and knowing that gave us a little bit of peace. But even still, I was entwined with her body way later than I should have been and now I’m running late to board the jet to Stockholm. I don’t care. However, I know the jet will wait for me, and making love with Indi one final time before I had to leave was entirely worth it. I rub my thumb across my swollen lips remembering her lips assaulting mine all night and morning as the car pulls up onto the tarmac. I look up at the Slayed tour jet and take a deep breath.

  World Tour – Headline Act.

  This. Is. It!

  I grab my bag and slide out of the chauffeured car and run up the stairs and onto the jet. I’m out of breath as I rush inside and everyone is waiting.

  “Sorry I’m late, but I’m here, don’t panic,” I say and everyone looks at me and laughs. I take a seat next to Chad as Rob walks on behind me.

  Phew, I wasn’t the last one!

  “Why are you late, dick? We were supposed to all be here like twenty minutes ago?” Chad asks and I smile and touch my lips again remembering Indi’s kiss.

  “Umm…overslept. Sorry, but it’s all good Rob came on board late too.”

  Chad chuckles. “Nah man, he was looking for you,” he says and I wince and duck as Rob walks past me frowning.

  “Shit, sorry,” I say and Chad grins.

  “Are you fully committed to this band, Caleb? Because if you’re not you should tell us now?” Chad teases and I roll my eyes and shake my head.

  “Shut up! I was indisposed, okay?”

  “Right, the mysterious girlfriend that we all know about, but no one knows about?” he says and I open my eyes wide in shock.

  “What?”

  “Oh c’mon Caleb, we all know you’re seeing someone. We just don’t know who. You’re only ever this happy when you’re with a girl and you’ve been ridiculously happy for ages now. I just have no idea why you’re keeping her a secret from us? We’re your mates, you know?” he says and I exhale and slump into the chair.

  “Okay, well, I would tell you, but she wants her anonymity. And if I told you, I’d have to kill you. And let’s face it finding another drummer is hard work.”

  “Especially one who can do this,” he says and twirls the drumstick in his hand and lifts his arse cheek in the air and farts at the same time. I laugh and shake my head.

  “Yeah, right, that’s raw talent right there,” I say and he nods and smiles.

  “I’m happy for you man, I just hope that one day I get to meet her.”

  “I’m sure one day you will.”

  Tamara closes the door of the jet and we prepare to take off for Stockholm.

  Indi messaged me before I went on stage and told me she was watching the live video streaming from our concert in Stockholm. I’m so excited to think she’s watching and right now as we come back on stage for an encore, I sing the lyrics to our new song about love conquering all. I rub my thumb over my bottom lip as I look into the camera and hope that she sees it. I’m performing for her, and seeing Annie and Aston leaning against each other and Ella rocking out like she owns the stage, and Chad drumming like there’s no tomorrow, Staked are performing the best we ever have. And right now, I couldn’t be prouder of my band and my family.

  The music is pumping through me causing all my hairs to stand on end like an electrical charge is flowing through me. The voltage of the melody flooding through me while I sing the best notes I’ve ever sung. My voice is carrying out over the crowd like a wave of pure emotion, and the crowd is enjoying the hardcore entertainment we’re throwing at them. The energy, the electricity, the pulse around the room is like static coursing through everyone’s veins. The crowd is amped, and so is the band as we play to our fullest extent. I live to be on stage, I live to perform, and I live to love Indi. So to perform on stage and perform for the camera to Indi, is something that gives me such a rush my atoms are exploding inside of me causing a current of ecstasy to wash through my blood. Being here right now, nothing could beat this moment.

  I finish the last line of the song and Annie goes into her guitar solo at the end and the roar of the crowd is deafening. The smile crossing my face is one of pure and utter elation as I wipe the sweat from my brow and throw my hands into the air in celebration of the best performance of my life. I place the microphone on the stand and look over to Aston, who’s smiling just as widely as I am.

  “Stockholm, thanks for a fucking great night! You have been Staked!” I say and then the crowd erupts cheering and stomping their feet as I walk off the stage and to the side sliding down the rails. I get to the floor and jump up and down as Danger comes over and slaps me on the arm.

  “Holy shit, dude, you were on fire tonight!” he says.

  “I know, this crowd is amazing!” I reply to him as he turns and watches as Ella walk off stage and then runs up to her taking her in a bear hug and swirling her around.

  I was weary when Ella suggested that Recoil be our backup band for this tour, but I guess Recoil are reasonably good and we know them well enough, so we all agreed. Well, most of us, Chad kept quiet about it, but what’s done now is done. I watch as Danger plants a giant kiss on Ella, and I raise an eyebrow at his public display of affection. I turn my head to see Chad smiling brightly as he walks off the stage twirling his sticks around in his fingers and I decide to distract him from seeing the Danger and Ella show unfolding right in front of me. I run up and grab Chad in a headlock. He chuckles and punches me in the ribs gently while I chuckle dragging him far enough away so he won’t see.

  “What a fucking great night, hey?” I ask as I let him up. He stands and smacks me in the back of my head with a drumstick.

  “Yeah, we were on fire tonight,” he says and then goes to look around.

  “Hey, we should get a beer to celebrate? Green room?” I ask and he looks back at me and nods as I glance over at Danger and Ella, who are practically dry humping in the corner against the stage.

  “Yeah, beer sounds great, mate,” he says and wraps his arm around my neck punching me in the ribs again, but harder this time.

  “Hey, ease up, turbo.”

  I drag him away and down to the green room.

  “Sorry, forgot, you’re an old man of twenty-six now. You’re practically decaying as we speak.” I scruff his hair and he punches me again. “Hey, not the hair!”

  I chuckle and look back at the stage where Ella and Danger have now separated seeing as Lia is there. I shake my head and take out my phone and message Indi.

  Me: So what did you think?

  I hit send and walk into the green room and over to the fridge opening it and grabbing two beers, handing one to Chad. Then I make my way to the lounge to sit down and have a brief chat with my girl.

  Indi: Sorry, I missed it, I was washing my hair.

  I open my eyes wide and frown and type a reply.

  Me: Seriously? That sucks. :(

  I hit reply. I’m a little annoyed that she would miss my first concert. My phone beeps quickly and I hesitate to read it because I’m pissed off, but I glance down anyway.

  In
di: Only kidding. I saw the whole thing. :) Fuck I love watching you on stage, you’re so fucking sexy! I had to stop from touching myself like seven times. SEVEN TIMES! I kid you not, and I saw you touch your bottom lip, I nearly cried when I saw that. I wanted to jump through my computer and kiss you. You’re so sweet you know that? Are you having fun?

  I try to hide my smile as I shake my head and try to stop my cock from twitching at the thought of her touching herself over me.

  Me: You little minx! I’m so glad you liked it. I was performing for you, you know? Only because I knew you were watching. Next time, please do touch yourself and record it for me, will you. ;) I’d love to see that. Am I having fun? Hell yes, this is amazing baby. I just wish you were here, then it would be perfect. But just being able to talk to you is enough to get me by. I was going to go to the after-party but are you up for some Skype time?

  I hit send and my cock twitches in my pants. I know it’s the first night of the world tour of our first headline act, but Indi mentioning touching herself has got me hot under the collar and I’d rather spend my night with her than watch Danger and Ella suck face.

  Indi: I think I can arrange that. Are you sure you don’t want to go to your party and then Skype later?

  Me: Nope, I can be back in the hotel room in fifteen minutes. Can you wear that red lace corset thing I bought you?

  I hit send and smile as I stand up and rearrange my cock. I take a gulp of my beer and start to walk out of the green room.

  “Where you going?” Chad calls out and I look back at him and raise an eyebrow.

  “Back to the hotel,” I reply and he furrows his brow.

  “Mate, the after-party?”

  I shrug and shake my head taking another giant gulp of my beer. “I have a date,” I say and he raises his eyebrow. “Skype sex,” I clarify and he cracks up laughing and nods.