by Tania Sparks
Fuck this, I need a distraction. I glance around the room and my eyes meet with a sexy looking rocker that I don’t recognize. He raises his eyebrows at me and nods his head indicating for me to go over to him. I put on my sexy smile and saunter over. If Nikki’s allowed to flirt, then I am too! As I get closer to him he takes a few steps towards me and quickly secures his hands around my waist as he rumbles, “Well hello there beautiful, my name’s Matt, what’s yours?”
“My name’s Trixie,” I purr coyly.
“Mmmm,” he hums. His eyes slowly rake over me suggestively. This guy’s a bit full on, but at least it’s distracting me from whatever it is that Nikki’s doing. We flirt playfully for a couple of minutes until I suddenly feel strong hands secure around my waist from behind and I get spun around to face a very ticked off looking Nikki. “This one’s mine!” he growls angrily.
Nikki snarls at poor Matt who’s looking slightly panicked as he pleads, “Shit sorry Nikki, I didn’t know she was with you.”
Nikki suddenly picks me up and throws me over his shoulder as he barks, “Well she is, so stay the fuck away from her Matt.”
Nikki stomps across the room with me slung over his shoulder while I giggle profusely. He opens a side door, steps inside and slams it shut behind us, locking it securely. We’re in a small bathroom. He lowers me down to the ground, his eyes burn into mine. I’m laughing so much at his ridiculous caveman routine that I can barely remain standing. It’s only after a little while that I realize he’s completely serious as he snarls, “What the fuck were you doing Trixie?”
“What do you mean, what was I doing?” I chuckle playfully.
“Why the hell were you all over Matt?”
He must be kidding. What a hypocrite! “We were just talking! Besides I wasn’t doing anything you weren’t doing!”
“What the hell. It’s my job to socialize with the fans.”
“Bullshit. Flirting with floozies is not your job. Ash manages to cope without cavorting with every groupie that throws themselves at him.”
“Ash’s god-damned pussy whipped!” he exclaims as if that’s a genuinely logical answer. “Besides, I don’t see Eve falling all over guys from other bands.”
I put my hands on my hips and poke out my tongue. I stomp my foot insolently. “If you can, I can!” I shriek childishly.
Nikki starts to chuckle which quickly turns into a rolling laugh.
It’s now him that’s laughing, and me being serious. I get the distinct feeling that he’s laughing at me not with me. I straighten my face, “What’s so fucking funny?”
He has a massive smug grin on his face. “You get jealous as shit don’t you Trix?”
I sulk and pout my lips. I don’t want to be ‘that girl’. I don’t want to be the girl that gets jealous when her man even talks to other girls. Jesus, he’s not even ‘my man’. I try to explain myself, “Yeah. No. Well…”
Nikki starts laughing again.
“Shut up!” I huff.
After a few more smug chuckles Nikki grabs me around the waist. “You know, when I saw you flirting with Matt, I felt so fucking angry. I was so jealous. I had to try really hard to control myself. I almost went over there and smashed the shit out of him for even looking at you. Then when I saw his hands on your sexy body and you giggling and flirting with him. Shit…I swear, I almost lost it.”
I look at him seriously as I simply state, “I didn’t think it would bother you if I flirted, you seemed rather preoccupied.”
“God, how can it not bother me? You’re the hottest girl here and I’m not the only one that can’t take my eyes off you.” His body crushes into mine as he pushes me up against the door. He stares forcefully into my eyes, “We had a deal, when we’re in the same town, there’s no fucking around. Look, I know I probably shouldn’t have let those groupies touch and flirt with me. But in my defense, it’s like breakin’ a fucking lifetime habit. I didn’t even think. I promise I wasn’t going to do any more than talk to them. I’ll do my best from now on. When you’re around, you’re the only girl I want touchin’ me and telling me about all the dirty things you want to do to me.”
“Holy crap Nikki, do they really tell you all the dirty things they want to do to you?”
He just shrugs his shoulders with a big grin on his face as if it’s the most ordinary thing in the world. “Anyway, you’re the only one I want to do dirty things to me. So hows about it?”
I raise my eyebrows, “Hows about what?” I repeat, batting my eyelids at him.
“Hows about we get dirty…here in this bathroom.”
Before I get a chance to answer, his mouth crashes onto mine and his hands grasp my ass as he pushes me harder against the locked door. He picks me up and we spin around as he positions me on top of the vanity. His hands are everywhere and they move so quickly my top and bra are removed and discarded in less than a few seconds. His fingers are deftly unzipping my jeans and they’re being tugged down my legs along with my panties as he groans, “There that’s better. I like you naked.”
His mouth licks and sucks on my neck as his hands caress my entire body. His fingers quickly move to my pussy and sink inside in one smooth unwavering movement. He starts to move and circle inside me. I rest the back of my head against the mirror and grasp onto his shoulders for support. His mouth descends and he bites firmly on my shoulder as he growls, “You’re mine. No-one else’s. Only I can make you feel like this.”
Holy crap! He’s so sure of himself and so fucking possessive. It should make me run, but for some strange reason it just turns me on even more. He lifts me up and turns me around, bending me over the vanity. Our eyes meet in the mirror. He grasps my hair in one hand and pulls it away from my neck, clenching the long blonde and blue strands firmly in a ponytail. His tongue licks a long line from my shoulder right up my neck. An erotic groan rumbles in his chest and the vibrations ricochet through me.
I can feel his other hand behind me. I hear the zip of his jeans being undone and I feel the roughness of the denim being lowered to his thighs. He removes a condom from his pocket and rips it open with his teeth. I feel some rummaging behind me as he puts the condom on. How the hell has he done that with one hand? His grip is still firmly on my hair as he pushes me further against the vanity mirror. My head is slightly turned to the side as his grasp tightens. His other hand reaches around and cups one of my breasts, he massages gently while his mouth devours my neck and shoulders. I feel the heat and hardness of his cock nudge at my entrance then he powerfully enters me from behind, sliding all the way inside in one resolute lunge. We both growl in pleasure. He moves fervently back and forth and flashes of pleasure pulsate in my core. Our orgasms hit quickly as we both thrust in sync. After a mind-blowing few minutes of pure ecstasy we both collapse, breathless and exhausted. Nikki’s entire weight is pressed against my back so I wiggle to get him to move before I’m completely crushed. He steps back slightly and I turn around to face him.
He puts his arms around my waist and pulls me close to him. “Jesus, we really need to learn to go slower. You are so fucking hot that you make me come way too quickly. Next time we take our time, okay?”
“Yeah that was quick wasn’t it. But it was still mind-blowingly amazing.”
“Hell yeah, it was. You always blow my mind party girl.” He has the biggest smile on his face.
After we get cleaned up and dressed we make our way back out to the meet and greet room. By now the party goers have all been evacuated and it’s just the band and Eve standing around, obviously waiting for us to reappear so they can get ready to go on stage.
Eve grins at us cheekily and raises her eyebrows, “All sorted are we?”
With contented smirks, we both reply together, “Yep, all sorted!”
We huddle in a loose circle. Scott passes out some shot glasses which are full of an amber liquid. We all tap our glasses together as Scott toasts, “To a great show”. We slam down our shots and hold our glasses together as he pours some mor
e liquor into each of the glasses. He yells out animatedly, “Let’s rock this fucking place.” We down the second shot and the glasses are roughly discarded to a side table. The guys all start to high five each other, bouncing excitedly on their feet.
Apparently this is a bit of a ritual they do before every show. They’re completely pumped and ready to go. I love seeing them like this, it’s so exhilarating and they have such a passion for their music, their enthusiasm is contagious.
A security guard steps into the room, “All ready to go?” he asks.
Nikki puts his arm around me and we all start walking out the door towards the backstage area. I can hear the crowd chanting, O-bliv-i-on!, O-bliv-i-on, O-bliv-i-on! The whole building is vibrating with excitement. Once we reach the backstage area, Nikki gives me a scorching kiss that leaves me wanting more. One of the security guards comes and escorts me and Eve to the side of the stage from where we’ll be watching the show. As we walk away Nikki smacks me on my ass playfully, “See you in a while party girl.”
I giggle and reply, “See you later rock star.”
Chapter 5
We’re escorted to our places. I give Eve a quick hug and we grin at each other elatedly. Watching them perform never gets old. I’ve seen them on stage a couple of times now and it always feels just as exciting as the first time.
The lights go out and the crowd all start to cheer and whistle in anticipation of Oblivion arriving on stage. The low hum of a guitar starts to resonate around the stadium. The sound is hypnotic and ghostly, especially with the lights all turned off so it’s pitch black. The crowd has gone silent. I can hear the mutterings of some vocals, all five of the guys are chanting some sort of ancient psalm. Suddenly the stage detonates in an explosion of noise and light. The heavy thrashing of the guitars and frantic beat of the drums engulfs me as the music pulsates through my body. Cody is frenziedly hammering his drums as the other four stand at the front of the stage, guitars in hand, bent at the waist, thrashing their heads rhythmically.
Me and Eve dance and sing along animatedly as they work their way through their playlist. They’re amazing! About half way through their set, in the middle of one of their older songs Nikki breaks into a guitar solo. The lights dim around the other band members and a red spotlight focusses solely on him. He’s standing, legs spread, head tilted back, eyes closed as he makes his guitar wail sensually. Unexpectedly the wailing stops and the stadium goes silent. Has something gone wrong with the sound? I look over to Eve who shrugs her shoulders. The rest of the band look a bit confused.
I look back to Nikki who has a big grin on his face. He starts playing again as he strums a well-known guitar riff and it echoes through the stadium.
bada ba bada ba. It’s Bad Company’s ‘Feel Like Makin’ Love’.
He repeats the riff a few times and then growls out the words as he leans into his mic.
“Feel like makin’…” bada ba bada ba.
“Feel like makin’ love…” bada ba bada ba.
“Feel like makin’ love…” bada ba bada ba.
“Feel like makin’ love to you.”
The rest of the guys are all laughing at him and shaking their heads at Nikki’s impromptu outburst. The crowd think it’s hilarious and the girls are all screaming as if it’s a personal invitation! He continues the guitar riff and strides up to the side of the stage. He points at me, then to his chest, then back to me again as he silently mouths, “You. Me. Later.” He blows me a kiss. Then his guitar returns back to its normal thrashing rhythm as he strides across the stage and the band join in with the rest of their song.
I’m just standing there with a big grin on my face. Eve nudges me in the ribs as she yells “Just a hook-up huh?”
I can’t help myself, this boy only needs to look at me with those burning brown eyes and I’m done for. I grin back at her, not responding to what we both know is an ever increasing but scary-as-hell reality.
We continue to dance, jump and scream. After another hour or so of totally amazing songs, the show comes to an end. I’m exhausted from all the jumping around and my voice is scratchy from the screaming.
Nikki bounds off the stage, grabs me, lifts me off the ground and swings me around in circles. “Did you like?” he asks enthusiastically.
“That was an incredible show rock star!” I gush.
He has his hands clasped firmly at my waist and he’s bouncing excitedly on the balls of his feet. “No, no, I mean did you like the bit where I told the whole fuckin’ stadium that I feel like makin’ love to you? Did you hear it?”
I slap him on the shoulder playfully, “Of course I heard it. I’m pretty sure every girl in the stadium thought you were singing to them.”
Nikki looks at me a bit confused, “Nah, why the hell would I do that? I sung it just for you. I feel like makin’ love to you.”
Holy crap, that’s the most rock star romantic thing I’ve ever heard. I focus my eyes securely on his. I hope he sees the desire that’s coursing through me. I purr in my most seductive voice, “Well if it was just for me, why don’t you prove it. Take me back to the hotel and make love to me.”
He growls and grabs me forcefully, “You don’t have to ask this lucky bastard twice.” His mouth crashes to mine as he lifts me up and I wrap my legs around his hips. Our tongues entwine, our lips suck and I nibble on his lip ring. I lift my hands from his shoulders and run them through his hair. We’re both hot and sweaty from the concert, but I don’t give a damn.
His hands massage my ass, his fingers start to move underneath me as he caresses me where I’m aching to feel him. We’re grinding together as he spins me around and pushes me up against the wall. He reluctantly pulls his mouth away from mine and buries his head in my neck as he mumbles, “Jesus Christ sweetheart. I almost forgot where we are for a moment. I could have quite easily stripped you naked and fucked you senseless right here in front of everyone.”
He lowers me down to the ground and steps back a step.
I’m panting and so turned on I think I might explode.
He grabs my hand and drags me towards the exit. “Come on, we’re going back to the hotel, like right fuckin’ now.”
~~~
Luckily the hotel isn’t very far away from the stadium because we’re struggling to keep it decent in the back of the limo. Our hands roam desperately over each other’s bodies and our mouths are devouring each other. I jump over and straddle his lap. Nikki’s hands hold me securely around my waist, his eyes are hooded as he peruses every inch of me. My body’s tingling all over and I can’t wait to feel his skin against mine. I reach down and slip my hands under the hem of his t-shirt. His body is hard and hot and is still damp from performing. I attempt to pull his t-shirt up but he grabs hold of my wrist and stops me.
A low groan rumbles through his body. “We need to slow it down a bit darlin’.” He lifts my hand and kisses it gently. “My plan is to take you back to the hotel and make love to you until the sun comes up. If we carry on like this we’ll be fuckin’ in no time and it’ll all be over way too quickly. How ‘bout we get back to the hotel, we’ll take a bath and then we’ll stay up all night so I can worship that sexy body of yours.”
I take a deep breath and blow out steadily to try and calm my eagerness and to stop myself from ripping off his clothes right now. I know he’s right. We can do frantic fucking, we’ve done that plenty of times before. What we haven’t done is slow and sensual. I like the way that sounds and my body warms even more just thinking about it.
We arrive at the hotel and Nikki helps me get out of the limo. We walk through the lobby towards the elevator. We’re moving calmly, but I have an overwhelming urge to move faster and drag him to the suite as quickly as possible. Nikki has his arm draped around my shoulders and I have my arm wrapped around his waist as I snuggle into his chest.
We step into the elevator and press the button for the penthouse floor. Nikki leans against the side wall and tugs me into him so our bodies are crushed toget
her and I’m positioned between his spread legs. We seem to fit perfectly together, his muscled torso feels strong against my soft curves. As I rest my head on his chest I can hear his heart beating.
He leans down and kisses me affectionately on the top of my head. He whispers, “You go back to LA tomorrow so I’m gonna make the most of the hours we have left. We’re gonna keep it goin’ until you’re screaming. I’m gonna make you come so hard and so many times you’ll forget your own name.”
I glance up and his eyes are burning with desire and they match the intensity that I feel towards this sensual and hot-as-hell man. I have no doubt that he’s going to take his time to make me feel good and I have every intention of returning the pleasure. I want to see his face contort with ecstasy as I touch and taste him. We’re going to tease and caress each other for hours. Then when neither of us can take it any longer, he’s going to thrust inside me and we’re going to move until we explode in a frenzy of sensation. I can’t wait to see his body tense and shatter as we come together.
Although the anticipation is driving me crazy, it also scares me that I’ve never felt anything this intense before. I have an all-consuming desire to share something special with him. This is not going to be fucking, this is definitely going to be making love. I’m terrified about the feelings that this connection is stirring inside me, but while I’m petrified of what it could do to my heart, I can’t wait to experience every single second with him.
The bell dings to indicate we’ve reached the penthouse floor. Nikki pushes off the wall that he’s been leaning against and picks me up and wraps my legs around his hips. His hands are secured firmly under my ass and our eyes are connected. This seems to be our thing, my legs wrapped around him as he carries me to wherever he wants me. We continue to stare at each other as he walks us to the suite and lets us inside.
He closes the door behind us, strolls across the room and lowers me down onto the couch. “Just wait here. I’ll go run the bath.” He leans down and rests his knee on the seat between my legs. He hovers over me, his mouth lowers to mine and he kisses me passionately. As the kiss intensifies he moves up onto the couch so he’s straddling me. His hands are clasping my face tenderly as his tongue dances with mine. After a couple of minutes he breaks away and stands up. Shaking his head he says, “Right, that bath. Don’t move”. He turns and walks towards the bathroom.
