Between Love & Fire (Backstage #1)

by Dani René

  “Not yet.” He stops teasing my hardened bundle of nerves and drives two fingers into me. The action is slow, taunting me. Keeping me dangling on the edge. Just the way he prefers it. He wants me to be a whimpering mess and then he sends me spiraling. The pleading must be apparent in my eyes because he offers me a devilish smile, which coils desire deep in my stomach. He eases out of me. “Now if you stop pouting about where we’re going, I will think about allowing you an orgasm.”

  My mouth drops open. Staring at him incredulously. That’s unbelievable. “Callum, please? You can’t leave me like this.” A wicked glint flashes over his face. The flight attendant comes to ask if we would like anything. Yes, I need a fucking orgasm. I want to scream. My body is tingling. My pussy is drenched, and he sits there as if nothing is troubling him.

  I don't hear him ordering the drinks, my mind clouded with lust. I notice that we are alone again. Blue eyes flicker over me. The heat in his gaze sears me. My skin prickles, and the ache between my legs is becoming unbearable. “Cal.” I hiss. “You’re being ridiculous.”

  “Don’t worry, Petal. You’ll get what you crave soon enough.” The hostess returns with our ordered drinks. He hands me mine, and draws a long sip of his beer. His one hand falls to my thigh causing me to jump. He brings it up towards my core, stopping short of the place I want it. “Will you be quiet?” My gaze darts around anxiously, and even though we’re in business class and it's not as busy, there are other passengers on board. My desire for release is overwhelming, and I nod. “Good girl.”

  His fingers trail over my material clad pussy. A soft whimper escapes my lips. “If you can’t be silent you have to sit in agony the whole flight.” Sucking my bottom lip between my teeth, I peer at him.

  Those smooth fingers slide into the leg of my shorts and nudge my panties to the side. He rubs my now tortured bundle of nerves and my nails dig into the seat. My head falls back and my eyes flutter closed. “Petal, what did I tell you about looking at me?”

  Snapping my eyes towards him, I lock my gaze with his. He continues to finger fuck my pussy slowly. He leans towards me. His lips on my ear, hot breath on my neck. “I love feeling your tight little cunt around my fingers, my tongue, and especially my cock.” His crude words mixed with the way he crooks both digits against my sweet spot send me spiraling. An orgasm rips into me and I bite my lower lip until the metallic taste of blood floods my mouth.

  My body trembles in the wake of my release. As I descend from my blissful high, Callum pulls his fingers from my core. I watch him bring them to his mouth, licking each one. His eyes close as he savors the taste. “Fuck, I love your nectar. It's heaven, my angel. You taste like honey.” The erotic gesture has me clamping my thighs. The insatiable ache he has brought to my body is never-ending.

  “So do you, handsome. Remember, there's a time and place for everything, and payback is sweet. And when I do, you’ll definitely be speechless.” His stormy gaze meets mine. I lean forward, my lips whispering in his ear. “I want to take your big hard cock deep into my throat. Sucking you into my hot mouth. Flicking and teasing you with my tongue. Then make you feed me every drop of your hot seed. Then lick your beautiful cock clean.” My dirty words have the effect I was hoping for. The groan that rumbles in his chest is low and sexy. A growl. It's animalistic. My hand trails up his thigh, reaching his crotch, I feel the thick hard ridge behind his zipper.

  “Petal, you better behave, or you will get fucked right here with everyone watching.” Without another word, I stand, scoot past him and walk towards the restrooms. A quick glance at him, I blow a kiss to his astonished expression. Before I can lock the door, it’s pushed open and Callum walks in, hovering over me. The only sound is a small click.

  No words are spoken, and we’re tearing at each other’s clothes. He pulls off my shorts and panties in one swift move. My fingers are undoing the button on his jeans and I tug at the zipper. “Callum…” My name on his lips stops him dead. “I want you…” My words trail off and I don’t know how to say it.

  “That is the plan here, baby.”

  “No, I mean. I… Uhm…”

  “Tay, what? Tell me?”

  “I need to feel you without a condom.” My eyes dart up at him and find his hooded stare, hungry and feral. “I am on the pill.” That’s the only permission he needed. With a tight grip on my ass he lifts me against him, this has me wrapping my legs around his waist.

  “I have no idea how long I can last feeling you bare on my shaft, baby. But I will make it up to you.” The emotion in his gaze holds me hostage and I can’t break free. I don't want to. Ever. A small nod and he’s sliding into me.

  It’s slow and the pleasure that shoots through my body scorches my skin. The silky steel of his erection is exquisite against my heated walls. I am slick with arousal and he slips in effortlessly, stretching me wide. “Jesus, Petal, I can't go slower. This will be one fast and hard fuck.” My hands twine behind his neck as his hips slam against me.

  Our mouths fuse in a searing kiss. His tongue fucks my mouth as his cock fucks my pussy. My belly tightens, my release is close. Coiling, twisting, curling my toes, shattering my senses.

  Even though we’re in a cramped restroom, the emotion in the air is erotic, romantic, and filled with passion. My heart soars with his. There is no denying, this man will be my end. Our connection is palpable, and I realize with certainty I love him beyond reason. “You will feel me fill you. Mark you. Do you hear me, Petal? Come with me, squeeze my dick with your gorgeous little cunt.” He groans, and those words are my undoing. Trembling in his arms, hot jets of his seed shoot into me. He’s now claimed and marked me, inside and out.

  My body the lyrics, and his, the melody. Together our souls are a symphony. Between the love he gives me, and the fire that burns between us, we find euphoria as one.

  I kept Tay from knowing where we’re headed most of the flight. As we near our destination, the pilot makes the usual announcements. Then he mentions we are about to land in the Czech Republic. Her stare lands on me and when I glance over at her, the excitement beaming off her is a light in a dark tunnel. “Prague!” Her voice is loud and everyone turns to look at her. The blush on her cheeks is adorable.

  “Yes, baby. Are you excited?” Asking the obvious.

  “Oh my god, yes.” She leans over and hugs me. Her sweet scent is incredibly sexy and I am hungry to get her alone and ravage every inch of her.

  “Good. Because that’s not the only surprise.” We disembark and make our way through to customs. Being in another country calms me. There aren’t any crazed fans, or reporters. I do however receive VIP treatment at the baggage reclaim. The car I scheduled is waiting as we exit the main building. Once the driver has loaded our luggage in the trunk, he drives through the beautiful city to our destination. I inhale a deep breath. There is something I have to collect as soon as we’re settled. I need to figure out how evade the questions I know she'll bombard me with.

  I planned everything. A daily itinerary. Since we’re only on vacation for a week, I needed to be sure we missed none of the sites. When we finally reach The Emblem Hotel, Tayla’s eyes are wide with fascination. She looks like a kid on Christmas morning.

  We were booked in the Suite Terrace which was the biggest of the rooms. It had a private patio that overlooked the historic rooftops. The room was airy, modern, and beautiful. “Callum, this is gorgeous.” Watching her wonderment made me smile. To give her this, or anything else she wants is my life’s goal.

  “Did you want to go sightseeing? Or relax? We’re having dinner this evening with an acquaintance of mine.” Her gaze snaps up.

  “You have friends here?” I nod. It’s not a complete lie. “Okay, I want to have a nap. The flight was exhausting.”

  “Sounds like a plan, Petal. There's something I need to collect. Stay here and I will be back as soon as I can.” Her frown is adorable. “Don't worry.” Planting a soft kiss on her forehead, I leave her. My heart is racing. At least I kno
w the store will still be open. Thankfully.

  As soon as I walk in, I find the jeweler who assisted me with my enquiry. “Mr Hayes, welcome. Thank you for the order. It’s been a pleasure to create this for you.” He is a middle-aged man who I met when we toured here and he’s been a wonderful help with the design I enquired about. He happily agreed to create the ring along with another small gift for Tay. This had to be perfect and rare. Unique.

  “I am delighted that you've been able to do it for me in the short time frame I gave.” I pick up the two boxes and snap them both open. I can’t believe it. It's precisely what I wanted. She will love it. I hope she doesn’t consider it too expensive. The cost is irrelevant. This girl is my lover, my life.

  “Do you like? We can change the crystals if you wish for a smaller set?” I shake my head.

  “This is superb. I requested something original, and you delivered. Let me settle your payment. I need to get back to her.” He nods and I hand over my Black credit card. He places both boxes in a gift bag for me. On my way to the hotel, my heart is pounding. Nerves are getting the better of me. Performing for millions of people is less stressful.

  In the elevator up to the suite, my phone rings. When I glimpse the name on screen, I hit the green button. “Good afternoon, sir.”

  “Callum. We’ve arrived. Thank you for the tickets and setting us up. It’s wonderful.”

  “My pleasure. Dinner is at eight, so we will see you later.”

  “Excellent, did you have a decent flight?”

  “Yes, sir. We’re both going to relax. I made a quick stop at the jewelers.”

  “I anticipate you will show it to us?” His voice is steady, but I realize he’s anxious.

  “Yes, tonight.”

  “Good. See you later.” We say our goodbyes and I stride down the hallway to the room.

  As soon as I step through the door, I discover my lovely woman sitting on the balcony. She’s dressed in a big floppy woolen jersey. Her one shoulder is exposed, showing off her intricate tattoo. Her sleek ice blonde hair hangs loose. She is curled up on the bench facing the city. Before she turns, I hide the pouch from the store in the safe.

  When I approach the terrace, she peers at me, regarding me with suspicion. “Are you hiding something from me, Hayes?” I recognize her annoyed tone, but it’s for a good reason.

  “Yes, I am. But you need to trust me. I assure you, you will be happy when you find out what it is.” She draws a deep gulp of the white wine and her lips glisten. I ache to taste it from her mouth. Or her body. She looks so serene and relaxed.

  “If you say so.” She darts her eyes forward to the view ahead and stares off into nothing.

  “Are you okay, darling?”

  “Just sleepy. Thank you for bringing me here, Callum. I have always wanted to see Prague. It’s so romantic here. The old world buildings are surreal.”

  “It is. And I expect that this vacation will be eternally etched in your mind.” Peering at my phone, I realize we don't have a lot of time before we have to be at the restaurant. “I am going to shower and get ready for dinner.” Spinning on my heel, I make my way into the bathroom. Stripping off, I turn on the taps, and watch the mirror steam up. As I step the the hot spray, it hits my shoulders, cascading down my body. Lowering my head under the water, I close my eyes and picture Tay smiling at me. I want perfect this week to be perfect and it will be, only if Tayla doesn’t run.

  I sense her behind me before she touches me. Her arms steal around my torso and her breasts are warm against my back. A growl escapes my lips, and she accepts that as an invitation. Her hands lower to my abs, then she reaches for my cock. Gripping it firmly, she fists it in a gradual up and down motion. I am solid steel. A need to plunge inside her takes hold of me.

  Her movements are torturous. She is driving me insane. I’m about to explode with tension, when I let out a hiss. “Jesus, woman, you’re killing me.” With my hand engulfing hers, I stroke faster.

  “Callum. Please fuck me?” She releases me and when I twist round to her, the tears on her face rip my heart from my chest.

  “Baby, what’s wrong?” My hands cup her face. Tilting it up so that her eyes meet mine.

  “Nothing. I need you. Please?” I reach down and grab her ass. Lifting her as she wraps her legs around my waist. There's no point in making sure she’s ready, because when the crown of my cock touches her slick entrance, it slides in effortlessly. Her hips roll forward as she rides me. I pin her against the wall, thrusting into her.

  She hold onto me, her eyes are shut so tight I am sure she can see stars. The only thing I can do is fuck her exactly as she asked me to. “Harder, Callum. Faster. Deeper. Make me come.” Her moans and words spur me on. I am so confused and turned on, but my hips move faster as I plough into her. “Yes.” Her cries are loud. “Callum, yes. Fuck.” Her pussy tightens and pulses and her sweet nectar floods my shaft and I can’t stop my release filling her deep.

  I hold her there for what feels like hours. “Baby?” Her soft chestnut eyes are filled with sadness. She offers me a small smile.

  “I love you, Callum.” My heart thuds at her words.

  “I love you too, but you’re scaring me.”

  “Today is the five-year anniversary of what happened. That night.” The emotion heavy in my throat threatens to choke me.

  “Jesus, why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

  “I couldn’t.” I let her down slowly and my mouth molds with hers. Soft, sweet, and everything I feel for her pours from me as my tongue claims her mouth. Her hands twist in my hair, pulling me closer. Our bodies are so close; we could be one person. Everything I need or want is right here. Her. The love that fills my heart flows through me and I try showing her with my body, lips, hands, and tongue.

  After our shower, we got ready for dinner, and headed to the restaurant. The maître d’ escorts us to the table I booked. I seat Tayla with her back to the door so she can’t see who walks in. The waiter brings the wine and the champagne I requested. “Are we celebrating?” She questions. I nod.

  “Yes, we are. I planned the whole week, as a surprise, but also as a way of showing you how much I love you. I know money isn’t everything, but I have it, and I want to spoil you. So I bought you a gift.” I pull out the bigger gift and hand it to her.

  “Callum Hayes, I told you not to waste money on me.”

  “It’s only wasting if you don’t want it. Open it.” I gesture to the velvet box. She snaps the top. A gasp leaves her lips and sends an electric jolt to my cock.

  “Cal. This is…” She pulls out the necklace and pendant. Customized for her, angel wings, the only variation is that the one wing comprises vines and cherry blossoms with tiny pink diamonds in them. It matches her tattoo exactly. The other wing is intricately engraved in white gold.

  “Do you like it, Petal?” She nods, and when her eyes meet mine they’re brimming with tears. I reach over and help her put it on. It's so dainty on her neck. The colors of the gems sparkle in the low light and on her skin the white gold looks exquisite.

  Just then my gaze falls on the door and our guests arrive. “Our dinner party have arrived.” I stand as Mr. and Mrs. Quinn walk up to our table. If I had a camera to capture Tayla’s expression, I would have framed the beautiful photo. Her face lit up like the Empire State building on New Years.

  “Dad! Mom!” She jumps up and gives them both a long hug. She snaps her stare up. “You did this?”

  I nod. “I figured you needed family time.” We all take our seats and I slip into the chair next to Tayla. She’s seated between me and her mother. They both offer me a warm smile.

  “How?” She darts her gaze between me and them.

  “I got your parents number from Emma and since they were in London, I invited them out to see you before we head back to LA.”

  We’re almost through dinner and everything is going smoothly. Her father seems to be content with my answers about looking after Tayla. Her mom is wonderful. Just l
ike my girl. I notice where Tay gets her beauty from. When they leave to the restrooms. I hand the other box I have for Tayla to Mr. Quinn.

  He opens it and peers at it for a lengthy while. My heart constricts in my throat. I hope he approves. With a snap he closes it and hands it back. Our eyes meet, but he hasn’t responded. Just then the ladies join us. I am on edge. His approval would mean a lot. His daughter is the love of my life.

  “Callum, darling, if you don’t mind. I think myself and Richard will leave now. Thank you for everything, but I am getting tired and I don’t want to stay out too late. You, and my baby have a delightful evening.” She presents an affectionate smile and the pointed look she gives her husband is evidence enough she recognizes how this night will play out.

  “Yes, we’re heading to the hotel. Callum, it’s been a pleasure meeting you. You take care of my angel.” He reaches out a hand and I grasp it. With a firm shake, the nod he gives is unmistakable. “I admire you, son. We will visit you soon.” When he draws me in for a brief hug, his tone is low. “You have my blessing.” My chest almost bursts with happiness.

  “Thank you, so much. That means everything.” Once they’ve left. Tayla sits quietly sipping her wine. I can’t help watching her, every movement she makes is refined. Beautiful. Delicate.

  “Petal, are you okay?”

  “Cal, that was incredible. Nobody has done anything like that for me. I love you.” Her words are sincere. She's missed them, it must be rough being so far from your parents. Especially today of all days. The MC steps up and persuades people up to dance. The first song I would recognize anywhere. Kerli was an artist I worked with on two songs. Her release Chemical was just starting, and I needed my girl with me.