by Tania Sparks
“Nikki, that’s too much it must have cost a fortune!”
Nikki’s smiling at me, “It’s more for me than you sweetheart. You looked so damned sexy in every single one, I couldn’t put any of them back on the rack.”
“Thank you so much. I’ll make sure I compensate you in some way.” I smile seductively as I tilt my head to the side and purr , “Tell me, how can I make this up to you?”
“I can think of a way or two.” He smirks.
He instructs the driver on where to go next. We take off and drive for about ten minutes before stopping outside another store. This time it’s an adult sex shop. I raise my eyebrows. Nikki’s grinning wildly.
He leans across me and opens the door, pushing me out as he rumbles, “We need some toys.”
“Toys sound good,” I hum as we both walk inside the large store.
We start browsing around the cabinets and shelves, picking up various contraptions, interesting gadgets and several enhancing liquids and creams, showing them to each other with knowing smirks on our faces. The more we walk around and browse, the more I’m getting turned on. Just the thought of Nikki using some of these toys on me is making my body tingle. I notice that Nikki is having to readjust himself in his jeans as he too is becoming aroused at the prospect of what fun we’ll be having together later.
I spot a few items that particularly peek my interest and I also spot a few things that I would love to try on Nikki. After spending about an hour looking around the large store discussing all the different sex toys and accessories available, we decide to split up and make some purchases separately, both promising to surprise each other with our selection. I can’t wait to try them out.
After paying for our purchases we make our way out of the store. We quickly throw the bags into the trunk and jump into the limo. Unfortunately we don’t have a very long drive to the amphitheater so there’s no chance of either of us relieving any of sexual tension that’s been rapidly building due to our sexy store visits. Within a quick couple of minutes we arrive at the venue, it’s about half an hour after the time we should have been here for Oblivion’s sound check, so we have to rush to get to the stage area, fully expecting to get a rocketing from the other band members for being late.
However, when we arrive it seems that there was no need to rush. Not everyone’s here yet and the roadies are still setting everything up and have about another twenty minutes before they’re ready for they guys to do their sound check. Me and Nikki sit down to relax and watch the techies do their job.
We’ve only been here a short while when we hear heavy footsteps stomping towards us. We turn to look in the direction of all the noise and see a very angry Daniel, my security guy, striding towards us, his hands crossed across his chest irritably.
Nikki mumbles, “Oh shit!”
“Damn, he looks angry.” I groan.
Daniel reaches us and I fully expect a rocketing, but instead he just hands me a phone. I’m confused. I hold it to my ear and cautiously say, “Hello.”
I hear a heavy sigh then, “Trixie.”
Shit it’s Daddy! I cringe and look worriedly at Nikki, pulling my lips into an unsure cringe and fake my enthusiasm, “Oh…hi Daddy.”
Daddy scolds, “Now listen up sweetheart. Daniel’s on security duty for a very good reason. He’s given up time with his family to spend it there looking after you. You shouldn’t be making his life more difficult than it already is. I’m sure he can think of things he’d rather be doing than following you around with a bunch of rock stars. So do me a favor. Don’t try and lose him again. He’s there to do a job.”
“Okay Daddy.” I whisper shamefully.
“Okay sweetheart. You take care okay. Bye.”
“Bye Daddy.”
I hand the phone back to Daniel who’s still scowling at me. He doesn’t look any less angry. I mumble to him, “Sorry Daniel. It won’t happen again.”
Daniel softens a little bit and says, “No, it won’t happen again. You could have got me fired you know. It’s just as well your father knows what you can be like.”
Now I really feel like crap. I hadn’t even considered what effect my behavior may have had on Daniel.
Daniel pats me on the shoulder, “Look Trixie, I’m here to keep you safe. I’m here to do a job. But hey look, I get it. You don’t want some stuffy security guy following you everywhere. And luckily I wasn’t too worried because I knew you were with Nikki and I doubt anyone would want to mess with him. But how ‘bout we come to an arrangement…”
“Okay…” I say doubtfully.
Daniel hands the phone back to me. “You keep this phone on you at all times. It has a GPS tracker in it so I can see where you are. It’s connected to my phone here.” He lifts up his phone and demonstrates, showing me a little red dot blipping on his screen.
“I can give you some privacy, but only when you’re with Nikki who will look out for you. If Nikki’s not with you, then I need to be with you.”
Daniel looks over to Nikki expectantly who nods his head in agreement. Daniel continues his instructions, “If you just tell me when you want me to get lost and I’m happy leaving you in Nikki’s care. We can work together on this. We all have your best interests at heart.”
I stand up and take a step towards Daniel. I hold out my hand and shake his hand in a gesture of goodwill, “That sounds good Daniel. Sorry if I got you in trouble.”
“That’s okay. I’ll leave you in Nikki’s care and I’ll keep my distance. I’ll see you later when Nikki goes on stage.”
“Okay, and thanks, I really do appreciate everything.”
“No problem.” Daniel turns and walks away.
I turn to Nikki, “I guess we should have just told him we were going out?”
Nikki grins cheekily, “Nah, it was so much more fun stealing you away like that.”
I giggle and give my naughty boy a kiss on his cheek.
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Sound check went smoothly. The band hardly had to do anything. Their techs have it down to such a fine art and have everything pretty much sorted by the time the guys are called to the stage to do a final check and give their okay.
It’s now pre-show and we’re all standing around relaxing and having a few drinks. There’s the usual assortment of scantily clad groupies fluffing and cavorting around the room but after a while the girls are all told that they have to leave and with some whining and sulking they all disappear.
Another group of visitors are ushered into the room for the official meet and greet. The guys all line up and say hi to each of the visitors. Me, Eve and Kitty make ourselves scarce on the other side of the room. They sign autographs, take photos and chat casually. This group are obviously genuine fans. They talk about the music, ask the guys interesting questions and seem to really appreciate the band. It’s so nice to see. The guys love talking to genuine fans and it’s obvious that they’re really proud and feel privileged that the fans are really into their music. Pretty soon that crowd are ushered out of the room too as the boys prepare to go on stage.
Eve, me and Kitty are escorted to the side of the stage so we can watch our men perform from the wings. Daniel appears out of nowhere. He walks on over to me and lets me know that he’s here and then disappears into the shadows. I barely even know he’s there, but it’s comforting to know that he’s looking out for me.
The amphitheater is dark and as usual the crowd is chanting. The sound is deafening. O-bliv-ion, O-bliv-ion, O-bliv-ion. I start chanting too, getting completely caught up in the excitement of the moment.
This time rather than the explosive entrance the guys normally do, the lighting on the stage gradually starts to brighten in a husky tone of blue and smoke drifts in from the sidelines making it look surreal and enchanted. The crowd hush as they watch raptly, waiting patiently to see what’s about to happen. There’s an air of anticipation and mystery. Tingles of goose bumps prickle across my skin and a shiver reverberates up my spine.
Each of
the guys slowly comes into sight, seeming to materialize from nowhere. The crowd all holler and clap but the noise is drowned out by the guitars which are wailing a melodic tune as each band member makes their way across the stage to their positions.
I can’t take my eyes off Nikki. He’s taken his shirt off and is just wearing dark jeans and black boots. My body instantly reacts as I take in the sight of my striking Rock God. He’s in his element, this is where he belongs. He looks so natural, like this is precisely the place where he’s supposed to be.
Nikki takes his position close to where I’m standing and turns and winks at me. A sexy smirk tugs at his lips. He knows perfectly well how hot he looks and I’m sure he’s purposely teasing me with his sexy-as-hell body and self-assured attitude. It’s taking every ounce of my self-control to stop myself from darting across to him to close the agonizing distance between us. I have an over-whelming urge to jump him right here, right now.
I turn to look at Eve and Kitty and they’re both just as transfixed on their men. I look around the stage and appreciate how incredible this group of guys really is. They’re all absolutely amazing musicians that just ooze talent. They’re all as hot-as-hell and each of them are incredibly great guys overall. We’re very lucky to have them in our lives. The hypnotizing music and the vision before me causes me to start day-dreaming. I can see myself spending the rest of my life with Nikki. Although it’s been really unexpected, I’ve fallen for him and I’ve fallen hard. I can easily imagine the life that we would have together and the prospect of sharing every single minute with him thrills me to bits.
I’m broken out of my trance as the excitement of the crowd increases, as does the cheering and whistling. The tension in the amphitheater is palpable as everyone anticipates what’s coming, every person knows that whatever Oblivion give them, it’s going to be fucking amazing.
Scott is standing at his microphone. Tonight he’s holding a guitar too but at the moment he’s simply looking out at the crowd, shaking his head in disbelief and smiling in appreciation of their support. He holds his hands up in the air and the hum of the guitars suddenly goes silent.
Oblivion are playing the crowd like one of their finely tuned instruments, making each and every person in the audience do exactly what they want them to do. The crowd are being coaxed to quieten or get louder with just Oblivion’s presence or gesture of their hands. The guys are masters at what they do and they have the crowd wrapped around their little fingers. They are hypnotizing to experience.
Scott breaks the silence by yelling out, “How we doin’ Chicago?” The crowd all holler and scream. He cries, “Are y’all ready to fuckin’ rock?”
The crowd scream even louder than before. They are so ear-shatteringly loud that I can’t believe there are only twenty-eight thousand people, it sounds like millions.
The stage explodes into a spectacle of light and sound. Multi colored spotlights dance around the stage and flashes of light and fire pulse in time with the wicked beat that Cody’s thumping out on his drums. Nikki, Ash, Scott and Hansen are all standing across the front of the stage, their guitars thrashing wildly, each of them bent over, their heads bobbing wildly in time to the beat, their hair flaying around their faces violently. The only thing that comes to mind is, “Oh my fucking god!”
I jump and dance around fervently, enjoying every single beat, every single sound, every single sight, every single crowd interaction and every single song. The music is amazing and time flies past all too quickly. By the time the guys come off the stage I’m hot, sweaty and as horny as hell.
Nikki strides off the stage, totally pumped and full of energy. We’re both so worked up that we literally rush to each other and crush our bodies together. I jump onto him and wrap my legs around his waist. We’re kissing, clashing tongues and biting each other rabidly. Nikki holds his guitar off to the side and it’s promptly taken away by one of the road crew. I’m carried swiftly to a small back room which is no bigger than a large cupboard. We stumble roughly inside, causing a pile of stacked chairs to knock over and crash noisily to the ground. Nikki kicks the door closed behind us as my back collides harshly with the back wall, his body is crushed against mine. I can feel his hard cock push into my stomach and we both groan in pleasure.
We frantically start scrambling at each other’s clothes. Our mouths are everywhere, sucking, biting, kissing. We’re desperate to get some skin-on-skin contact. Unfortunately at some stage during the show Nikki had put a t-shirt back on and I’m now eager to get it back off. I manage to grab hold of the hem and pull it off and over his head. He desperately fumbles at the buttons on my top but after a few seconds decides that they’re too fiddly and simply rips it open. The buttons fly everywhere, pinging off the walls and settling on the floor. Luckily my bra has a front clasp as I’m sure if it hadn’t it would be torn from me. Nikki deftly unhooks the clasp and before I’m even properly released his hands and mouth are smothering my breasts. He sucks and laps sending bolts of pleasure ricocheting through my body. Pure desire radiates in my core and causes a dull ache to settle between my thighs.
We both frenziedly fumble at each other’s belts. Suddenly the door to the room flies open. I’m crushed tighter against the back wall. Nikki has his back to the door. I look over Nikki’s shoulder to see who’s interrupted us and Ash is standing there grinning. Nikki turns his head and looks back over his shoulder and yells, “What the fuck man!” His hands move to crudely cover my breasts as he glares angrily at Ash.
Ash snickers, “No way man. We’re in a hurry. We have a schedule to keep. We’ve got media interviews lined up starting five minutes ago and then we have to get straight onto the bus so we get to Madison in time for that television breakfast show first thing in the morning. If I can’t have my girl then there’s no way we’re all gonna be waiting out here for you guys to…” His eyes rake over the both of us and he tilts his head, “…finish doing whatever it is you were about to do.”
“Fuck!” Nikki complains. He grabs the cups of my bra and in frustration he pulls them back over my boobs, re-fastening the clasp. “Sorry darlin’” he rumbles.
“That’s okay.” I sulk sadly, “Maybe later huh?”
“Definitely later. I’ve put our name on the back room on the bus, so we can at least get some privacy to try out some of those toys we bought.”
“Oh, I had almost forgotten about our little stash of pleasure pleasers. I look forward to that,” I purr.
Nikki attempts to do up my shirt for me, but due to the lack of buttons that are now scattered across the floor he just shrugs his shoulders in resignation. I grab the sides of my shirt and tie them together in a knot.
Nikki pulls his t-shirt back on and we reluctantly make our way out.
Chapter 15
After everyone takes quick showers and gets changed, we walk through to the room where the media interviews will be taking place. It’s noisy and chaotic. Oblivion are all shuffled into position and are now lined up, sitting in a row of chairs that are set out behind a long narrow table with microphones set up along the top. There are throngs of reporters loudly chatting and shuffling around to get a good position in preparation of asking their questions.
Me and Kitty stand at the back keeping a discrete distance. I notice that Eve has got changed from the clothes she had been wearing to watch the concert. She’s now in a very professional looking business suit. She’s recently taken on the role of tour manager so she’s responsible for keeping the media interviews organized. She stands at the front of the room, just to the side of the table, raises her fingers to her lips and whistles loudly to quieten the room. The reporters all hush instantly.
In a strong determined voice she tells them, “Okay everyone. Thanks for coming here today. We hope y’all enjoyed the show.” Everyone claps to show their appreciation and the guys all stand and take a cheeky bow then sit back down again. She continues, “We’ve scheduled this session so that you can ask the guys from Oblivion some questions. Now p
lease keep in mind that they’ve just come off stage and they’re very tired. We have a long bus ride ahead of us tonight, so we’re keeping this session strictly to one hour.” She taps her wrist to show that she’ll be keeping track, “Now, to keep some sort of order, I will need you to raise your hand when you have a question that you want to ask. When I point to you it means that you can ask your question. There will be no yelling, no butting in on anyone else’s question and no inappropriate questions, the guys don’t talk about their personal lives, so stick to the music and the tour.” Eve is scanning the room to make sure everyone’s listening. “I expect y’all to keep calm and act like the professional journalists I know you all are. If you break these rules, the interview will stop immediately. Do y’all understand?”
Hell, she’s really good at this! The reporters all nod their heads in agreement. I glance to Ash and he’s smiling at her with pride written all over his face.
Once Eve scans the room to make sure she has the agreement of everyone, she starts the session, “Now, who has the first question?”
Most of the questions that the reporters ask are really interesting so I listen intently. They’re asked about what other musicians inspire them, what have been some of the low and high points of their career and even what is the most bizarre thing to happen to them on stage. The guys tell their tales with confidence and hilarity. They’re obviously well used to the media attention and I watch them raptly. I take in every story and seize the opportunity to learn even more about Oblivion.
After an hour the guys are starting to look really tired. Eve steps up in front of the table and announces, “Okay, that’s all for tonight, the hour’s up. Thank you for coming.” The guys all stand up and say their thanks to the reporters, waving as Eve herds them out of the room. Me and Kitty follow and security follows us, leaving the reporters to make their way out of the other door.
