by Vicki Green
I’m up early the next morning as the delivery truck comes with all the things needed for the sound studio. Shane, Marcus, Jesse, Buck and a few of his handy customers along with Spike, Turner, and Granger, his bandmates, are working round the clock to get it all built before Tuck gets home in two days. I am running back and forth with sandwiches and drinks while they work. Allie has been here keeping me company and helping to make the lunch provisions and drinks. Wow, we certainly have the most awesome friends!
Off of our circular drive is a small driveway that goes right up to the unattached garage, soon to be the sound studio, with parking on the other side that you can’t see from the front of the house. That is where the box truck with the instruments will be parked for easy access.
Everyone works really hard on Tuck’s surprise and when they’re all done the rest of the bandmates keep going on about how much they love it and how surprised Tuck will be. It’s perfect! Once we’re all done everyone leaves but the band. Spike walks over to me as we stand there looking at the stage and puts his arm around my shoulder. “Go ahead. Go test out the mic so we can hear what it sounds like.”
I back slowly out of his hold while shaking my head. “No way! No how! You go test it out.” With his hands on my back, he starts pushing me towards it all the while I’m shaking my head and leaning back trying not to move forward.
He laughs. “Babe. I can’t hear what it sounds like if I’m testing it out. Come on. Tuck tells me you have a great voice. Do it for us.”
All the others start clapping and hollering at me. I roll my eyes, square my shoulders back, move out of his pushing hands and step up on the stage. My eyes go wide as I look around the room and the guys just standing there staring at me. I grab the mic stand with both hands, close my eyes and begin to sing one of their songs. I don’t sing the entire song, just a couple of verses. When I open my eyes, I find the guys all staring at me again but this time their expressions are of shock.
“Wow! Seriously, Pax? That was awesome. Have you ever sung professionally?” Turner asks as he begins clapping. I shake my head and look around as the others start clapping as well, and I must be blushing because my face is heating up. “Well, you really should. You have a voice like an angel.” He laughs. “Ok, a sexy, rocker angel.” They all nod simultaneously and laugh.
My eyes go wide but the feeling of pride is swelling in my heart. That’s a great compliment coming from them. “That’s what Tuck said. But… I don’t think I could sing in front of people. I only really sing when I’m cleaning or stressed out.”
Spike walks up to me and puts his hands on my shoulders. “Pax. Seriously, you should think about it.” He looks at the guys and then back at me. “I know! I think part of the surprise should be you singing with us when he walks in here for the first time!”
“Oh, I dunno.” I turn my head to the guys to see them nodding and smiling at me. Shit! What am I getting myself into? “But I really don’t know any of your songs that well and we don’t have a ton of time, he gets back day after tomorrow.”
Spike looks at Granger and then at Turner and they all nod at one another. He puts his arm around me. “Whelp, we have work to do then, don’t we?” My mouth drops open, and he proceeds to close it for me with his finger under my chin. “Boys, let’s get started. We need to help Pax here learn one of our songs and quick.”
We spent the rest of the day and evening and the following day practicing one of their songs. By the end of the day, I was loosening up and really starting to enjoy myself. I can’t wait to see the look on my sexy rockers face when he comes into the studio.
Marcus and I are sitting at the kitchen table eating the awesome hamburgers I cooked on the grill and drinking beers. “Queenie, you are gonna totally rock this house tomorrow! Your sexy man won’t know what hit him!” I choke on my beer as I giggle. Ew! It went up into my nose.
“Markie, with the hot outfit you got me today, I’m sure he will be more interested in what I look like than my singing.” We both start laughing.
The doorbell rings and we look at each other. “You expecting company?” He asks a confused look on his face. I shake my head and push my hands against the table as I rise to get the door.
Opening the door a crack, I’m pushed back by its force and slammed into the wall behind it. “Ompfh!” My head hits the wall hard, and a hand pushes against my neck as I am lifted into the air. My eyes open to find Darndage sneering at me. I grab his hand that’s around my throat, but I’m not strong enough to push it away.
“Aw, my lovely Paxton. So good to see you again.” He kisses my cheek and then licks it. My eyes close as my stomach starts to churn. He shakes my head with his hand around my throat and my eyes open quickly. “Now, now. Say you’re happy to see me,” he growls while pushing against my throat making it difficult to breathe.
“Who’s at the door?” Marcus’ voice sounds louder as he draws closer.
Darndage growls, squeezes my breast with his other hand and presses his mouth against mine. I try to squirm but am feeling dizzy from the loss of air. “Dammit! Who the fuck is that? No matter. I will have you soon, my lovely. Very soon.” He says against my lips. His mouth nears my ear and he whispers, “Tell my boy that I will have fun fucking his girl before I kill her.”
He abruptly releases me and runs out the door as I fall to the floor, landing on my knees as I gasp and hold my throat. Marcus runs and falls to his knees in front of me, his hand on my shoulder as I cough and choke. “Honey! What in the hell happened? Are you ok?”
Once I have gathered enough air back into my lungs, I grab him and sob into his chest. He rubs my back and we just sit there for quite a while. He finally pushes me back a little, brushes hair off my face while looking at me in concern. “Pax, are you ok, sweetie? Who the fuck was that?” I just look at him with my chin quivering, and he helps pick me up, walks with me upstairs and helps me into bed.
After drinking some water he sits on the bed beside me and takes my hand. Even though my throat is scratchy and sore I tell him everything that happened with Darndage. I left out all the details around Tuck and him from his past as that is Tuck’s story to tell, if he even wants to tell it.
His eyes are wide in shock. “Girl, no fucking way! He could have killed you. We need to do something or tell someone!”
Sitting up quickly I almost push him over. “No! Please don’t. I’m fine and Tuck will be back tomorrow and we have the surprise and…”
“Queenie, I mean it. He could have killed you and Tuck will kill me because I am here and oh, my God! We have to do something!” He screams.
Reaching to the nightstand, I take my phone, look for a number and hit call. Marcus is sitting there, his leg pouncing as he waits impatiently. “Um, Detective Stiles? Yes, um. It’s Paxton.” I proceed to tell him everything, talking slowly so he can write it all down. “Yes. Ok. Please don’t tell Shane or anyone. I want to tell Tuck when he gets home tomorrow, ok? Yes. I will. Thanks so much. No, I’m fine now. Marcus is with me. Ok. Goodnight.” I end the call and lay the phone down in my lap. “There. Feel better now?” I look at Marcus and his look of concern turns into a smile.
He stands, takes my phone from my lap and places it back on the nightstand. Gently, he pushes me back and covers me up. “Ok, Miss Queen, you need your beauty sleep. Tomorrow is a big day for you.” He rubs his hand across my cheek lovingly. “Need me to stay in here with you until you fall asleep?” I shake my head and smile. “Ok then. Night my sweets. I will see you in the morning.” He starts to walk to the door, and I hear him mumbling, “And I’m gonna go pray that your rocker dude doesn’t fucking kill me when he gets home and finds out what happened when you were on my watch. Damn fucking…”
I watch as he walks out the door and closes it quietly. Looking up at the ceiling, flashes of Darndage cross my mind. I can still smell him, and feel his hand on my throat, my breast and his slobbery lips. I shiver. There’s not gonna be any sleep for me tonight.
* * *
Man, I can’t wait to get home! I am dying to hold my beauty in my arms, kiss her luscious lips, her neck, and her whole body and make love to her all night. Shit! My cocks getting hard already. I am on the plane wishing it would go faster. At least, I only took a carry-on bag, so I don’t have to wait at the baggage claim, thank God! By the time we land, and I get to my car it’s late afternoon. Damn, a whole day wasted. I race to our house, park in the garage and run into the house, throwing my bag on the couch in the living room. “Paxton? Beauty? I’m home!” I yell. Nothing. Ok, that’s weird. I talked to her earlier today, and she sounded sick, like she has a cold, her voice all scratchy sounding. My poor beauty, I need to take care of her. I walk around the house, upstairs then back downstairs. “Pax?” Where the hell is she?
My phone starts ringing. Looking down I see its Pax. That’s weird. “Beauty?” I answer.
“Hello my sexy rocker. I can’t wait to see you. I’m in the unattached garage cleaning up. Can you come help me? I might have a great reward for you if you do,” she says in a fuck hawt sexy voice. Her voice sounds deeper and a little raspy. Hope she’s not getting sick but it sure made it sound hot!
I don’t even answer her. I shut the phone off and run out the front door, across the lawn, round the corner of the garage and slam open the door. My mouth drops open when music starts playing, and my angel’s velvety voice starts singing. I look at her from her high heeled, leather, black boots inching up her black, leather, skin tight pants to her black camisole under a black studded vest. A black leather scarf wrapped around her throat and hanging off to the side, to her porcelain face and watch her long blonde hair sway as she moves her body while singing one of our songs. Hottest. Thing. Ever! I finally tear my eyes from her and look around to see the boys smiling at me as they play. Granger is singing backup vocals with her. My head catches up to the rocking sound system and how awesome it sounds in our new studio. I can’t believe they did all this while I was gone. I have the best woman and bandmates!
As the song finishes, my eyes are back on my beauty. She smiles as she ends the song, and I rush over to her. She jumps off the stage and into my arms, her legs locking around my waist as our mouths lock immediately. “Beauty! Oh, my God! I can’t believe you all did this!” I say against her mouth as she slowly slides down my body, and her feet touch the floor. “I love you so much.” I rub my nose against hers, and she giggles then starts coughing. My hands cup her face. “Are you ok? You sounded like you have a cold on the phone.” I look at the guys who have moved to the corner talking to a huge bald and burly man. Who the fuck is that? And why is he here?
“Baby, now don’t get any id…”
I take off for the man until Spike stops me with his hands pushing on my shoulders. “Tuck. Hold on. This is Bull. He…”
“I don’t give a fuck who he is. Why is he here? What’s…?”
Soft fingers wrap around my bicep. Looking down, I see my beauty biting her lower lip and her face filled with dread. “Tuck, let’s go talk calmly, ok? I promise I will explain everything.” Her chin quivers slightly so slightly that if you didn’t know her, you wouldn’t be able to tell. But I can tell. “Please?” She whispers softly.
I nod, take her hand and walk with her to the other side of the room where a table and chairs are set up. I sit down quickly, pull a chair over in front of me and help her sit down. Leaning my elbows on my knees, I take a few deep breaths to try to calm myself. No need in getting upset with Pax, yet.
“Ok, beauty. What the fuck is going on?” I say as calmly as I can.
She looks down at her fidgeting hands in her lap. Her bottom lip still clenched between her teeth. I reach up and pull it free with my thumb, her eyes going to mine, and I smile.
Taking a deep breath she lets out a small smile and begins to tell me who the hulk is over in the corner. “Darndage slammed me against the wall and…” My chair tips over as I abruptly get up, my head whipping around to the guys and then to the hulk. Not waiting to hear any more, I head towards the door only to be stopped by all the guys, the hulk and my girl racing around in front of me, her hands on my chest, which is heaving from my anger. “Tuck! Tuck, no! Wait! Listen to me. You said you would be calm,” she yells while pushing against my chest to stop me.
I stop and stare at her. “CALM? You want calm? Ok, beauty. Continue and let’s see how calm I can be, ‘cause all you have to say is that he touched you, in any way, and I am flipping the fuck out with rage!” Hulk steps beside me and puts his large hand on my arm. I look at him and feel the need to use him as a punching bag. “AND WILL SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME WHO THE FUCK THIS HULK IS?”
“If you don’t sit down and calm the fuck down, I am gonna have to handcuff you to the FUCKING CHAIR!” Hulk yells at me. I flinch, slowly back up, turn around and sit down in the nearest chair.
Hulk is now standing in front of the door. His beefy arms crossed over his beefy chest and a smirk on his face. In total confusion, I look up as Pax stands in front of me. She slowly squats down until she is on her knees, and she takes my hands in hers. “Are you going to let me finish now?” I nod still freaking out inside and wanting to take off after Darndage and beat him until he can’t touch my beauty ever again. My hands are in tight fists under hers, as she tells me the rest of what happened. Hulk only had to come over twice more to push me back down into my chair growling at me. By the time she finished the story, I had pulled her into my lap, my arms around her tight and my heart is once again in her hands. I was so fucking mad at first that I was ready to kill him, and I still do but now I realize she was scared, terrified and alone. My beauty needs me right now.
I push her back a little and pull the leather scarf from around her throat carefully revealing purple and redness all around the front and sides of her neck, blemishing her perfect skin. “Someone call Doc.” I choke out softly while touching her throat carefully. I’m seething, but her being hurt has overridden my desire to kill the bastard. For now.
“Baby, he was here earlier today and gave me some pain pills and ointment to put on it to help with the healing. It’s ok.” I look into her eyes, my heart breaking when I look and see her chin quivering again. “I’m ok now since you’re here with me.” I pull her to me quickly, her crying is soft into my chest, and I look up to find all the guys have left, even hulk.
Her fingers find their way into my long hair and start playing with some strands. Feels so good, I love it when she does that. I kiss her nose, each eyelid and then each cheek until my mouth finds hers. “I’m never leaving you again. Not as long as… Not until I either bury him or he’s locked away for good. He will never, ever touch you again. If he so much as…” My mouth closes along with my eyes, when her soft finger lays across my lips.
“Shhh, my sexy rocker. I’m fine as long as you’re here with me. Wherever you go, I go. I love you so much.” She removes her finger from my lips long enough to cover them with hers. Our kisses start out soft but start getting heated quickly. She pulls back a little, touching her forehead to mine as we are both panting heavily. “Now, take me up to our bed, my sexy man, and make love to me like it’s our last day on earth.”
Without a second’s hesitation, I pick her up as I stand, walk to the door and take her back to our house. Never do I falter one step as I take her up to our room, set her on the bed and undress her hurriedly, my clothes quickly following hers onto the floor. My cock is inside her before we barely lay down. My pace is fast and steady with her hips meeting mine each time in perfect rhythm. Without kissing or fondling, we reach our climax together, our bodies both wet with sweat. We lay there entwined with each other until I finally break free and carry her beautiful body into the shower, setting her down on the shower seat while I turn on the water.
As I am testing the water with my hand, she takes the other and pulls me back until I am sitting beside her for a short time. She immediately puts her leg over my lap, straddles me and sits back on my knees. Her hands take my already growing cock. M
y head leans back against the wall and my eyes close as she strokes me back and forth. My cock grows with each pass of her soft hands rubbing, caressing until she stands up on her knees, her hands guiding my cock into her until she is full of me to the brim. “Ahhhhhh!” I moan. Taking her mouth with mine, our tongues lapping at each other’s, I move my cheek and rub against hers. “I’m so full in you. I love how we fit perfectly, like puzzle pieces that connect together.” She moves up and down, my hands on her hips to help. Our breathing becoming heavier as she rides me faster and faster.
“Uhhhhh!” She screams when she reaches her ecstasy. I follow quickly but my cries are muffled by her hair as my face is still pushed against hers.
We take our time washing each other and make love again, her back pushed against the tiles and my arms holding her up. I dry her off in a big fluffy towel, and then myself. I pick her up and take her to our bed. Covering up her sleeping form, I grab my clothes and dress quickly. I’m exhausted, but I need to find out what is being done to protect my girl and finding that fucker. I don’t have to wait long as I find hulk sitting in a chair on the front porch when I open the front door. He looks up at the noise and nods at me, pointing to the chair beside him. I sit down, lean on my knees and look him straight in the eyes.
“Who the fuck are you and what’s being done to find that fucker and protect Paxton?” I demand. He follows my position and leans over to me.
“We have an APB out on him and I am here to protect Miss Paxton until he is caught and tried.” He rubs his brow with his large finger, sniffs and gives me a gruff look.
