by K E Osborn
Danger pulls back and groans slightly as he pulls my bottom lip between his teeth gently. “I gotta go pack up, but then you can come back to the hotel in the van with us if you want?”
I slide down his body until my legs hit the floor. “Don’t take too long, I don’t want this buzz to wear off.”
He smiles and leans in pecking my lips again, then races off back to the stage.
Exhaling at the thought of being with Danger, I go find Techie to tell him I’m not coming back to the club tonight—he’s at the bar flirting with a blonde. Rolling my eyes, I glance back at him as he spots me then walks away mid-sentence from his conversation with said blonde. I smirk as she turns with a shocked look on her face, and then she scowls as he stops right in front of me. She obviously thinks he ditched her to go home with me instead. Truth be known Techie wouldn’t have gone home with said blondie anyway, not when he has an array of club girls to choose from back at the clubhouse.
“Having fun with the bimbo?” I ask.
He raises his eyebrow and puckers his lips.
“Huh?”
“The blonde… you know, the girl you were just talking to?”
He shrugs and lets out a muffled groan. “Pfft… oh her… I’d forgotten about her already. She was a stage nine clinger, I was looking for an out anyway,” he tells me.
I let out a fit of giggles.
He looks to the stage where Danger and the guys are clearing up their gear. “So you and Danger, huh?”
“Yeah. I’m ah… going to go back to the hotel with the band. After party and all that. Okay for me to stay out tonight?”
Techie raises his eyebrow and cocks his head. “Lunar, you do not need to ask my permission. You’re not Steel’s girl and you’re allowed to stay out if you want to. Have fun. Just be safe if you know what I mean?” He winks and smirks, and I smack his chest playfully.
“I know what you mean.”
“Good girl. They were damn good tonight. They’re going places, I can see it.”
I look back to the guys who are laughing as they pack up. “You think so?”
“I know so.”
Danger comes bounding over, his muscles rippling as he jogs, the vision a sight to behold. “What do you think, Techie?” Danger asks wrapping his arm around my shoulders.
“Good brother, very good.”
“So you’ll keep representing us?”
Techie laughs. “Well, yeah! I guess for the moment I am kinda like your manager. And yes, I’m suitably impressed. I’ll have your schedule to you tomorrow. But for now, I gotta go get me some club pussy.”
I shake my head. “Say hi to Jess for me.”
“Oh, I will, and Emma.” He waggles his eyebrows, and I shake my head pushing him as he walks away with a chuckle.
“Heathen,” I murmur under my breath as Danger looks at me and chews on the side of his cheek.
“Techie’s going to have a threesome with two club girls?” he asks.
“Don’t over think it, Danger,” I tell him. I don’t want him thinking about me and the things I get up to at the club with the brothers.
He exhales. “Okay, you ready to go?”
Nodding, I wrap my arm around his waist and cuddle into his side. “Sure am.”
We walk out of the bar through the back area. Ryan, Matt, and Nate have already come through with all the gear and are currently stacking it into the van. Danger lets go of me and starts helping them pile stuff in, so I figure I’ll help too rather than standing around like a groupie. I hand Ryan—I think his name is—a box.
He smiles at me taking it gracefully. “Thanks, enjoy the show?”
“Sure did. You’re really great on the guitar.”
He nods his head and smiles wide. “Yeah, I am.”
“Wow! And slightly modest, too.”
He grabs another box. “Well pinky, when you’re as hot as me you can afford to be a little smug.” The twinkle in his eye lets me know he’s joking, and just by looking at him I can tell he doesn’t take life too seriously.
He isn’t like Danger and the other two guys, as in drop dead gorgeous and bodies to drool over. Ryan is still well, built. His biceps are amazing, but he certainly doesn’t have abs of steel. To be honest, I think there’s a tiny beer gut under that shirt. He’s good looking, but he doesn’t have the knicker-soaking effect that Danger, Matt and Nate have. He’s the odd ball of the band, and I’m pretty sure he’s a little older than them too.
“You certainly are hot. I can’t keep my hands off you. It’s like you have some crazy magnetism or something. I can’t control it!” I say and move my hands out in front of me like they’re being drawn to him, but I’m fighting the pull.
He laughs as Danger smiles while continuing to pack the back of the van.
“Alas my love, it’s not meant to be. For my best pal, Danger picked you up tonight. I’m all about bros before hos—”
I scoff dropping my hands to my hips and tilting my stature with a smirk. “Did you just call me a ho?”
He chuckles. “Nah, you misheard me. I didn’t get to finish my sentence.”
“Oh, go on, please. This should be good,” I tease.
“I was gonna say bro’s before hotties, ‘cause you know you’re so fine and all that.”
Danger shakes his head and chuckles as I purse my lips. “Much better. I think with words like that, you and me, Ryan… we’ll get along just fine.” I put my hand out for him to shake. “Lunar… I’m with Danger, but I’ll be nice to all of you. I’ll only bite when you call me a ho.”
He chuckles. “Ryan. This is Matt and Nate. You tell them apart by the tattoos, and Nate does this little thing with his nose when he gets emotional. He screws it up like a little girl and—”
“Shut up, ass fucker, I do not!”
“See there… did you see it!” Ryan blurts out and I smirk because I actually did see it.
Laughing along with Matt and Danger, Nate scowls as he places his tom-tom in the van. I swallow and take a deep breath. I’m going to like these guys.
“Nice to meet you… all of you,” I say.
Danger comes back around to stand by me. “Now stop flirting with my girl, and let’s get back to the hotel. I have better things to be doing,” Danger chides.
My eyes open wide at his words my girl.
“Yeah, yeah, you’re just jealous ‘cause she likes me more,” Ryan teases hopping into the back of the van.
I smirk as Danger rolls his eyes and we follow him in, while Nate and Matt slide into the front. The drive back to the hotel is a fun one with plenty of witty banter between Ryan and me. It seems like it’s easy and fun to pick on the others even though I don’t know them that well. Ryan and I instantly have a brother-sister connection, and I like him immediately. I could spend hours with him, and I think Danger’s loving our interactions because he’s sitting back watching us banter with each other with a giant smile on his face. It’s nice to see.
Chapter Seven
We arrive back at the hotel and Nate parks the van. We file out into the underground garage and make our way to the elevators. Linking my arm through Danger’s, we ride the elevator as Matt and Nate argue about the importance of the reverb adjustment—I have no idea what they’re talking about—so I turn to Danger and he smiles at me as the door opens. We head out, and everyone files off in different directions heading to their rooms. I have to admit that I’m starting to feel a little nervous. Danger and I both know why I’m here and what’s going to happen in his room tonight. There is no denying that. I just hope I’m enough for him.
“Night guys,” I call out.
Ryan winks at me, while Nate and Matt continue to argue not even noticing that I’ve spoken.
Danger swipes the key to his room and I take a deep breath. The hairs on my arms are standing on end with the adrenalin that’s pumping through my system. The door clicks open and he looks at me before he pushes the door wide and we head inside. The room’s light is off, but the bedsi
de lamp is on giving the room a charming ambiance, almost romantic. I smile as we walk in. The silence is deafening as my pulse drones constantly in my ears. My body’s already throbbing in all the right places. He turns to face me and takes me in his arms wrapping them around my waist pulling our bodies together. I slide my arms around his neck looking straight into his eyes.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, you know that?”
Smiling, I bite my lip. No one has said that to me in a very long time. In fact, I can’t remember the last time anyone said that to me so I answer with an anxious, “Thank you.”
“You know… you’re looking very nervous. We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.”
I love that he’s said that. It just makes me want him even more because I know how much he wants me. The fact that he’s willing to give it up and wait, makes me realize how much of a good guy he really is.
“Danger, I want you. I want you to fuck me… and I want you to fuck me like you mean it.”
A slow smile creeps up on his face as he grinds his cock into my pussy. “Jesus Christ… you’re one hell of a woman, Candy.”
“You have no idea, big guy.”
I press my lips to his while his hands snake around my back. One sliding into my hair, gripping into a tight fist as his tongue frolics with mine. His kiss is hungry, full of need and want, and as I kiss him back I know I’m in for a good night.
He pushes me up against the wall, my back smacks against it hard and a small “oomph” escapes my mouth into his. The dominance in the push was something most woman would be annoyed with, but it only turns me on. I’m used to things being rough with men, so this type of authority heightens my arousal. My legs part slightly allowing his leg to step in between, and his body grinds against me possessively. His tongue ring attacks my mouth as his hand continues to fist in my hair. My hands run under his shirt gripping at the tense muscles of his back. My clit aches as his leg comes up and presses against my pussy. A whimper escapes my mouth as he bites my lower lip and moves down kissing my jaw.
“You taste so fucking good,” he murmurs between hard kisses along my neck. Then he nips at my collarbone as I pant with endless want. He’s working me up already, and we’ve only just started. His hand moves from my hair, and both hands travel down my body to the hem of my dress. I smirk as he lifts it up hoping he likes my surprise underneath. I wasn’t planning on this happening tonight, but I’m pretty sure he’ll like what he sees. He pulls my dress up and off to reveal that I’m not only not wearing panties, but no bra either. He gazes down at my nakedness and shakes his head drawing his bottom lip in with his teeth.
“Damn girl, you’re full of surprises.”
“I’m not like most girls, Danger.”
He looks up from my tits into my eyes. “I see that.” His hand comes out and glides down the side of my breast with a teasing soft touch. My breath hitches as he drowns in my body. His hand slides over groping my breast hard, not painfully, but enough for me to gasp as he pinches my nipple. My body inches forward into his touch needing more.
“You like it rough?” he asks with a hint of excitement in his tone.
“I like it dirty,” I confirm, and a low growl vibrates from his chest as his leg pushes up into my pussy easing the ache, while his hand squeezes on my breast. His lips crash to mine, his other hand moves to my neck forcing my head against the wall, as his fingers clench around my throat. The feeling that he could cut off my airway is strangely erotic. The threat in his touch is intoxicating, only heightening the excitement.
His hand moves from my breast, sliding down my ribs, past my curvy hip and then around the front. His leg pulls back from between my legs and his hand takes its place. His warm fingers cup my pussy and I ease into his touch as he continues to kiss me. His finger darts out and presses on my clit forcing a gasp to escape my mouth at the blissful pressure.
I roll my hips forward needing to ease the ache, and he understands pressing harder and rotating on my clit. His fingers around my neck rub up and down my slickening skin, and the act of dominance is also soothed by the gentle caress.
Heat begins to wash over my skin as he moves his fingers inside me, thrusting them up and curving them back, hitting just the right spot. His movements are quick and hard as I ride his fingers moaning into his mouth—the ache becoming increasingly pleasurable. I wriggle against him, and his hand around my neck tightens making it a little harder to breathe. I clench my eyes as I pant hard through my mouth, his lips leave mine and trail hard kisses down my jaw. The excitement of the harshness of Danger’s movements is only making it more stimulating for me.
He thrusts up harder into me pressing his thumb onto my clit. I moan loudly as my body moves up and down the wall in time with his actions, while the heat is building. The pressure inside me is becoming more apparent. My muscles are clenching as he bites my collarbone and I groan gasping in delight.
Danger pushes up curling his fingers one last time as his thumb presses on my clit. His hand around my neck presses just that bit harder almost forcing my air intake to a halt. My eyes clench shut as my muscles spasm, lights flash behind my eyes and I moan so loudly it echoes through the room. Heat washes over me from head to toe while my back arches off the wall and goosebumps litter my skin. Sweat beads roll down my temple, and with one last circle of my clit, I explode in a mind altering climax. I gasp for air as his grip on my neck loosens, and his fingers rub up and down my skin gently. My pussy throbs as it clenches and releases with satisfaction and I sag against him in a blissful daze.
“Your body is beautiful when it comes,” he says.
I let out a breath and he leans in kissing me a little gentler this time, but still with loads of passion behind it.
“You’re heavy-handed,” I mention.
He pulls back raising an eyebrow and dropping his hand from my neck. “Too much?” he asks.
I shake my head while biting my bottom lip and giggle. “God no! That was incredible. Just the right amount of hurt.”
He chuckles, leaning in to my neck and kissing where he held me. “Good,” he murmurs against my skin. “‘Cause that was fucking hot.” He pulls back taking his fingers from my pussy and slides them into his mouth devouring them. A shiver runs down my spine at how sexy he makes that simple action look, and I reach out grabbing the hem of his top and start pulling it up. He chuckles helping me lift it off. The colorful artwork smacks me in the face as soon as his shirt hits the floor. The intricate roses, snakes and skulls that adorn his chest, stomach and arms, are that of pure artistry. I have to take a moment to just marvel at the delightful vision in front of me. My fingers dart out to trace the lines. He looks down and smiles.
“You like my ink?”
Nodding, I lean in kissing the roses on his collarbone and continue down following the roses and skulls like a ladder, leading to a swallow just above his jeans. Squatting on my knees, my hands move to his pants and I begin undoing them while he looks down at me. I slide his jeans over his ass and down his thick legs and his cock springs free. It’s thick and long, veins line the edge and make it look hungry with need. I chew on my bottom lip at how large he actually is and then I smile, not surprised in the slightest to see a Prince Albert piercing in the tip.
His hand scoops across and fists in my hair, pulling it hard and I gasp at the friction. My nipples tighten at the pleasure as my clit begins to throb all over again. My hand moves up to the base of his thick cock and I take it into my hand tugging hard. I know he doesn’t want gentle. That’s not his style. He groans as a bead of pre-cum forms on the tip. Leaning forward, my tongue darts out and I lap it up. The salty warmth sliding down my throat with ease.
A low throaty growl echoes from his chest as I tug on his base and flick my tongue over his tip, circling around Danger’s head. His hand in my hair tightens and my nipples tense even more. I love that he’s still being firm with me, even when I’m the one in control here. My teeth are sheathed by my lips as I bob down
on his cock, taking him into my mouth. He gasps in pleasure as he rocks forward deeper into my mouth forcing my head down. My tongue flows over his cock as my hand continues to pump him hard but slow, while I bob up and down on him. His cock twitches in my mouth then he groans and jolts slightly.
“Fuck, you have a dirty mouth. Take me, take all of me,” he demands, and I smile knowing I can. I drop my hand from his base and relax my throat. He grips my hair edging me down his length, and his hardness slides inside my mouth to the back of my throat. He groans, all his muscles tensing.
My clit is now aching so badly I know I need to release the tension. Moving my hand down between my legs, I begin to rotate on my clit as my other hand holds his thigh. The instant pressure on my clit makes me moan, and the vibration on Danger’s cock forces him to rock forward, his cock sliding further down my throat. I don’t gag and he moans in utter delight.
“Jesus Christ, Lunar. Yes. Touch yourself. Fuck! You’re so hot. Make yourself come.”
I circle on my clit as he pulls back from my mouth slightly and pumps harder pulling on my hair to fuck my mouth. The sensation of the pressure building on my clit is too much for me to handle. As the heat intensifies I fall off the edge. This orgasm isn’t as massive as the first one, but I still see blinding flashes behind my clenched eyes as my muscles tense and I moan around his cock.
He jolts like he’s about to come and quickly pulls out of my mouth with a pop as he pants for breath. Looking up at him through hooded eyes, he gazes down at me and smiles.
“Jesus fucking Christ, you’re a maniac. I don’t want to come in your mouth, I want to come inside you. Please tell me you’re on the pill and you’re clean, ‘cause I don’t want to use a condom with you. I know you like it rough, and I want you to feel Prince Albert. If we use a condom he’ll have to come out.” He grabs my elbow and helps me off my knees.
“I’m on the pill and I’m clean. Fuck me, Danger. Hard. Fast. And fucking primal,” I say.
His eyes light up as he shakes his head. “Where the fuck did I find you?”
