by K E Osborn
I clench my thighs together at the thought. I can’t say I haven’t noticed Ryan’s transforming body. He was hot before but as each week passes he’s toning, and his muscles are appearing bigger than ever. My inner wild child loves it.
“Cocktails for the ladies, whiskey for me, and soda water on the rocks for my man, Ry,” Danger says placing the drinks in front of us. I smile knowing Danger’s helping Ryan with his health kick. I know the doctor really scared Ryan, so it’s good to see him taking this seriously.
“Thanks, babe,” Lunar calls out as Danger slides into the booth beside her.
“Let’s hope we don’t have a repeat performance tonight in this VIP lounge as we did in the last VIP lounge we visited.” Danger smirks.
Ryan chuckles and I roll my eyes. “Yeah, I’d prefer to keep my nose in one piece, thanks. Although another round with Debt Money could get us on another show… maybe Ellen this time? What do you think, Tillie?”
“I think we need to be on our best behavior, thanks, boys.”
Ryan smirks while his hand moves under the table and shifts to my thigh. I risk a glance at him as the warmth from his hand radiates right up my leg and straight to my pussy. He seems to notice and squeezes a little, moving his hand even higher up my leg.
“Well, I for one don’t feel like cleaning any blood of either one of your gorgeous faces, so keep your tempers under control tonight, please,” Lunar says, but I can’t really concentrate.
Ryan’s hand on my thigh is doing crazy things to my mind. I pick up my cocktail and take a sip through the straw. Ryan chuckles seeming to notice my nerves and moves his hand up higher. I squeeze my legs together tighter, not only to stop him from moving his hand between my legs in public but also to try and dull the ache in my throbbing clit from having his hand on me.
My body is aching, aching for Ryan. My mind is conjuring up all sorts of indecent thoughts of Ryan’s lips against my neck, nipping, kissing and sucking. My breath catches and then quickens as a bead of perspiration rolls down my temple. As my skin prickles in goosebumps, the warmth from his hand radiates right through my very soul, which is making every inch of me burn for him. All I can think about is Ryan, every inch of him against every inch of me, and I gasp as his hand tightens on my thigh. I wish his hands were gripping my ass as he was pounding into me against a wall. Everything throbs as the image runs through my mind and my heart rate spikes so fast I feel like I’m losing the plot.
“You okay, Tillie?” Danger asks.
I cough slightly as some of the cocktail I’m trying to sip becomes caught in my throat. I nod as Ryan’s pinky grazes the top of my leg where it meets my pussy. I whimper slightly and suddenly stand up. His hand drops from my leg as I step out of the booth and take a deep breath.
“I’m just ah… going to the bathroom. Excuse me,” I say and turn before I can see Ryan’s face. I’m not sure if his face will be smug or hurt from me walking away, but I need air or a quick fuck. But either way, I needed out of that situation because something was gonna give and if I didn’t move, I was going to jump Ryan right in that booth.
My heels click harshly on the tiled floor as I rush into the bathroom. It’s not very occupied as it’s a VIP room, so I make use of the space and run the cold water up my arms to try and cool myself down. I want to run it over my blushed face, but I don’t want to ruin my make-up. Looking up into the mirror, my lips slowly turn up into a smile. Ryan is amazing and he makes me feel all sorts of crazy things.
Taking a deep cleansing breath, I turn off the water and walk over to the paper towel drying my arms. Once finished, I stroll over to the door to walk out. When I step into the hall, the hairs on my arms stand on end and goosebumps litter my skin as electricity sizzles through the air. A smile crosses my face, I know that buzz. It’s how I feel when he’s near. I look up to see Ryan standing in the hall, and I grin as I step up to him. The hall is empty and dimly lit, giving it an edgy and intoxicating feel.
“You looked like you needed a hand,” he murmurs reaching out grabbing my waist and thrusting me back against the wall, not hard but with enough force that I hit the wall with an “oomph” and gasp, biting my lip at his dominance. He moves in, running his nose along my neck, his lips slowly teasing my skin, just the way I wanted.
My hands run up his back under his shirt, his muscles now feeling firm and taut as he presses his body against mine. “You’re just the man to help,” I murmur.
His lips kiss along my jaw and his head comes back up until he’s face to face with me. His eyes lock with mine and his hips press against me letting me feel the bulge forming in his pants. I love that I can do that so easily to him.
Licking my lips as the electricity sizzles around us, I run my hand up and into his hair, pulling him to me. Our lips collide together in a frenzied kiss. Lips, tongues and teeth all fighting for attention as our bodies grind together. My legs instinctively part as he steps closer between them grinding up into me, making us both moan into each other’s mouths while we frantically kiss against the hall wall.
I need him.
Every inch of him.
I don’t care where we are.
My hand runs down Ryan’s chest and into the top of his jeans, grabbing hold of the denim. I pull on it and move our bodies along the wall back toward the bathroom I just came from.
He chuckles, but moves with me, seeming to understand what I’m suggesting. I’ve never done this before. I’ve always thought this kind of thing was only ever in cheesy romance novels and R-rated movies, but here I am like a wild, untamed beast about to have bathroom sex with my… boyfriend?
I don’t know what we are, and I’m not going to thinking about that, there’s no point putting a classification on what we are. All I’m thinking about right now is his cock inside of me as he pushes me through the door in a frenzy.
A muted gasp comes from inside the bathroom, but I don’t stop to see who it’s from as Ryan keeps pushing me backward toward a stall. The door hits my back and swings open. I move in and he closes the door behind us fumbling with the lock as I start to pull up my skirt frantically, all the while our lips are still locked and kissing in a frenzy.
Somehow he manages to lock the door and I push him back against it. He chuckles, moving his hands to the hem of my skirt helping me to lift it up. His fingers make quick work of my panties looping his fingers in the sides and tearing them apart. I gasp slightly but I’m so pumped and excited to make a deal of that little indiscretion right now. He’s beginning to make a habit of this.
Ryan’s mouth moves to mine taking my lips in a frenzied kiss as his hands move from my naked waist to his pants as he undoes his button and fly with ease. His jeans fall to floor and I quickly move my hands to his boxer briefs tugging them down and they meet his jeans at his ankles. His cock springs free as we both chuckle giddily. He pushes me back against the stall wall, shuffling his feet along the floor as my back hits the wall with a little force. While chewing on my bottom lip I feel the energy buzzing between us. This is hot, and the palpable force is surging between us. The chemistry is electrifying as Ryan’s hands grip onto my ass and he hoists me up. A small squeal escapes me as my arms instantly wrap around his neck and he leans me back against the wall hard.
He moves in, the tip of his naked head pressing at my entrance. I don’t even care about a condom right now. I just need him. All of him. I tilt my hips forward slightly, and his head eases in just a fraction. We both moan and he crashes his lips to mine as he lunges forward thrusting inside of me forcefully, filling me completely. I gasp into his mouth as I feel him inside of me entirely bare for the first time. He feels amazing and I want it to be like this every time with him. Ryan groans into my mouth obviously feeling the same pleasure I am as he moves me up and down against the wall.
The stall shudders with our fast paced movements. Anyone in here would know exactly what’s going on, but I don’t care. I just want to be in this moment with him. I move up and down in a perfect rhythm w
ith him as he thrusts in me. This isn’t lovemaking at all. It’s hungry, needy, hard, dirty fucking and my god it’s good. Even though I like the gentler stuff with Ryan, this harder edge to him is certainly bringing out the unrestrained woman in me and living on the edge with him is fast becoming my new favorite thing. It takes me to a new height, to a new precipice that I didn’t even know could exist.
Being with Ryan is easy. Having him inside of me is an emotional ride I don’t want to get off, and as he thrusts up inside me again harder, deeper and faster I bring my hand up and grab the top of the stall. My moans echo through the bathroom bouncing off the walls and reverberating back through the stall. I’m not being quiet, not this time, and Ryan certainly is joining in with me on the moan factor. He’s being just as vocal as I am. He’s obviously feeling the pleasure as it flows through us both. The feeling of being joined completely without a barrier is something new for our relationship, and in the heat of the moment this is taking our relationship to another level, whether we both want to think about that or not. But right now I need to be here, in this moment.
He pushes in again, thrusting, rotating, pulling out then thrusting again. It’s such a perfect rhythm that my skin slickens with a fine mist of sweat as bumps appear all over every inch of my body. Tingles shoot down my spine while my back arches off the wall pressing my chest into his. His kiss deepens as I moan loudly shutting my eyes tightly together. My breathing catches, he thrusts deeper hitting just the right spot and I explode in a mind shattering, earth quaking, mind numbing orgasm that completely rocks my world. I gasp, panting for air as my body goes completely limp and I fall into his arms, my head resting in the nook of his neck.
He thrusts up into me one last time groaning out loud as he jolts unloading everything he has inside of me. It’s so intense I can feel everything as he pushes me back into the wall. We both hold each other tight as we come down while continuing to pant uncontrollably. My eyes are closed as I hold him close and he slowly kisses my neck more gently. It’s a tender contrast from the hard and fast fucking, but I enjoy them both equally. My legs are like jelly as I softly slide them down from around his waist and back to the floor. I stumble slightly as he pulls out from me, and I try to gather my bearings while my limbs gain some feeling back in them.
“Well, I didn’t see my day turning out like this when I woke up this morning,” Ryan says bringing his hand up and caressing my face tenderly and placing my glasses back on my face properly. I didn’t even realize in the commotion they’d become crooked.
“Me either, but hell, I kinda like being involved with a rock star,” I say with a smirk as I look down at my torn panties on the ground and sigh. “Although, I am going to have to go shopping for new panties soon, mine seem to be slowly disappearing.”
He chuckles, bending down to pick them up. “Sorry about that,” he says, then pulls up his jeans and boxers, doing them up and placing my ruined panties in his pocket. I roll my eyes as I shuffle my skirt down my legs.
“Shit,” I murmur without thinking.
He furrows his brow and tilts his head. “You okay?”
I give him a weak smile. “Yeah, just, I’m gonna have to do the walk of shame in the morning and go to the pharmacy and get the morning after pill. I think I might go to the doctor and get a prescription for the pill too if we’re going to keep doing this. What do you think?” I ask wanting to get his opinion on where this might be heading.
He smiles and caresses my cheek even more tenderly. “Sorry, I kinda got carried away. I’ll come to the pharmacy with you. And I think it would be a good idea to get you on the pill. Now I’ve had you bareback once, not sure I can go back. And I don’t know about you, but a baby is not something I want right now.”
I shake my head quickly. “Oh God no, I do not want a baby, but I do want to go on the pill. And thanks for the offer. It would be nice to not have to go to the pharmacy on my own.”
“So we have a date for the pharmacy in the morning, then we’ll go for breakfast?”
“It’s a date.”
“Did you guys fuck, then agree to go on a date?” a voice calls from outside the stall. “You’re doing things backward don’t you think? But hey, thanks for the show, it was a real turn on. Anyway, have a good night,” some woman calls out and I pull my two lips in together with my teeth. I try to hold back a laugh, but Ryan beats me to it as he lets out a small chuckle.
“Well, at least we gave someone a good show.”
“Oh God, I’m so embarrassed.”
He pulls me into him for a hug. “Don’t be, we’re two people who like each other and just got a little carried away when looking at each other for too long. It’s not a crime to be sexual, Tillie.”
“No, not a crime. But it sure is a hell of a lot of fun, though.”
He chuckles leaning in to kiss me.
I pull back and exhale. “We should get back out there before people wonder where we’ve wandered off to.”
“Yeah, before Nate starts telling people we’ve gone to the bathroom to fuck.”
I burst out laughing, grab his hand and turn for the door. I take a deep breath hoping like hell there’s no one out there as I pull the door open. Luckily the coast is clear, so I link my hand with Ryan’s and we walk casually back out to the VIP area. I start to head for a booth, but Ryan wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me toward the dance floor. I’m worried about our recent activities and with my lack of panties about what might happen with me moving too much on the dance floor, but it’s dark in here so if there’s any mess no one will see.
Hopefully.
The music is boppy and Ryan pulls me to him wrapping his arms around my waist and pressing his cock into me obviously. I smirk knowing he’s been a lot closer than that recently and I feel good about it. We’re in a really great place, so I lean in to kiss him passionately. I don’t care who’s watching as I dance with Ryan into the early morning hours.
The guys and I have been in the studio all morning laying down a new track Danger’s been writing. It’s a great new sound, but now we have a meeting with Oliver, so we’re heading to the boardroom. We all file in one by one chatting away boisterously as usual. The hairs on my arms spring to attention as I enter the room and I smile knowing that’s a sure fire sign that Tillie is in here. I turn to see her sitting at the table and look at her beautiful face. She really is so ridiculously gorgeous it makes my chest hurt. But as I sit down at the table I take my eyes away from her and look toward Oliver wondering what this meeting is all about.
“So, you’re all probably wondering why I called you guys down here? It’s simple really. I’m letting you know that with your steadily increasing success since being on Jimmy and the release of two songs after that… the last being yesterday… Avalanche has shot to number one in seven countries including the USA.”
My eyes open wide as I look to Danger whose eyes are just as wide as mine. We’ve made it to number two before, but never number one, especially not in seven countries simultaneously.
“Holy fucking shit!” Nate calls out.
Danger and I cheer as Matt and Nate hug it out. I bounce in my seat as sheer jubilation runs right through me.
Number one?
Number one!
Fuck yeah!
I look to Tillie and grin so wide knowing that without her, we wouldn’t be here in this spot right now. She nods to me and bites down on her bottom lip like she’s trying hard not to bounce out of her seat and start jumping around the room with us.
“So what now?” Danger asks.
“I’m thinking a small tour of the USA to keep up the hype,” Oliver announces.
“Jesus Christ, this is happening,” Nate beams.
“It sure is, guys. This, plus when Zaria can fit us in, will only shoot you higher,” Oliver informs.
“So when do we leave?” Matt asks.
“It will only be a short three-week tour, and you will leave as soon as I can organize everything… your own jet, and
book in the venues and security.”
“This is fucking awesome, Oliver. Thank you. And thank you, Tillie, we really couldn’t have done this without you,” I say.
She smiles and nods.
“Yeah Tillie, you’re the best,” Danger agrees.
“Yeah, we love you, Till,” Matt says.
“You’re… okay,” Nate digs and everyone groans while Tillie chuckles and Nate grins. I pick up some crumpled paper and throw it at him and everyone laughs.
“Well, I love you guys, too. Thanks for keeping me on,” she says, and I think to myself that in the beginning I tried everything in my power to make her leave. I’m so glad she’s stronger than I gave her credit for.
“It’s pretty much dinner time, so I think we need to stop work for the day. Let’s order in some food and celebrate tonight,” Oliver instructs and we all clap and cheer. Danger pulls out his cell and begins to order our favorite pizza from Joe’s down the road, and I stand up and start to head, I’m guessing, to the roof. We all make it to the hall and I step back to find Tillie as the others chat and laugh making their way to the fire escape.
“Hey,” I say reaching out for her hand.
She links her fingers with mine and presses her side against me as we walk. “I’m so freaking proud of you guys,” she says with a beaming smile from ear to ear that lights up her face like fucking sunshine.
“We might have written and performed the songs, but you put them out there and publicized them, without that we’d be nowhere.”
She shakes her head. “Ry, I just get it to the right people, but if the music wasn’t amazing the people wouldn’t react so well. You guys are the hero in this story.”
“If this is a story does that make you the princess?” I ask.
She rolls her eyes and giggles. “Only if you can be the handsome prince?”
“I’m more the ogre under the bridge type.”
She scoffs. “Pfft, keep telling yourself that, mister. But I don’t believe it for a second.”
