Bound Together

by Marie Coulson

  I shook my head at her and pushed her away gently. “It’s not that simple Mel. I do love Ollie, a lot but I still love Jared too. And Ollie knows that. He’s asked me to reconsider going to Utah with him. But he wants me to think about it first and be positive it’s what I want.”

  Sliding me a glass of something that smelled like rum and coke Amy smiled at me. “And what do you want?”

  Picking up the glass, I shrugged and swallowed it in one go.

  “I don’t know. I wish I did. Knowing how I feel about him doesn’t change the fact that I’m in love with another man. Besides, my life is here now with you guys. I don’t think I can just give it all up for a life in Utah with Ollie and his family. I have no idea what I’m doing and but I am damn sure that I need time to get my shit together and figure it out.”

  Placing a reassuring hand on my shoulder, Mel smiled. “Well we’re here for you and we’ll support you in whatever you choose. Ok?”

  Sliding an arm around each of them I pulled them to me. “I love you guys. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

  The screech of the microphone caught our attention as Ollie stood scanning the crowd. “Uh, could the girls in Room 21 please get their asses on stage? Oh, you too butt munch.”

  Mel raised her hand and flipped him the bird making him grin widely at her as he slipped his sexy, sleek white guitar over his head. Ollie the rock star, my Ollie the rock star was smoking hot as he hooked up the amp to his instrument. Licking his bottom lip, he winked at me as I climbed the steps to the stage. My heart skipped a beat and my blood heated as he leaned to my ear. His warm breath on my neck reminded me of our night together and thoughts of his lips caressing my body flowed through my mind. I felt my insides clench at the sensual, sexy memory.

  “So I figured we’d start with ‘Need You Now’ and just wing it? Maybe revisit that song we did at the park too? You game?” Pressing my lips to his ear I nipped on his earlobe playfully. “For anything you want to throw at me stud.”

  Cupping my face in his hands he kissed me deeply, thrusting his tongue into my obliging mouth. Wrapping his arms around me he dipped me low and placed another chaste kiss on my lips. “I’ll see what I can do.” A shiver ran up my spine as he released me, gesturing to the mic that we would be sharing. God he was so smolderingly hot!

  Three hours later I was exhausted. Ollie and the guys had played nonstop and had performed tracks by all my favorite classic, modern, indie and alternative bands. They were on fire and our duets had blown me away. Singing every note with such passion, Ollie never took his eyes off me. Sliding his hand up and down the mic stand, caressing his guitar, I could have jumped his bones right there on stage. His crisp white unbuttoned shirt was revealing his delicious body beneath and was a distracting view. I believe the sound that escaped my lips when he thrust his hips at the mic stand was ‘Uragha’. After one of our songs, he’d been so worked up he’d poured half a bottle of water over himself and the droplets were now glistening on his pale skin. Sitting at our booth with a drink in hand, I licked my lips as I wished I could do the same to every inch of his wet body. Finishing their set, the three guys headed to our table. I stared at Ollie hungrily as he laughed with them. Sliding in next to me, he draped an arm around my shoulders and pressed a kiss against my cheek. Amy and Mel had forgotten their row and were now talking to Nick and Eric about what they were doing for the summer. Glancing at Ollie, I held his hand under the table. He smiled at me and ran his nose the length of mine.

  It was the push I needed. Getting to my feet, I pulled on his hand and nodded in the direction of the bathroom. He gave me an amused look but knocking back his shot of bourbon, he slid out of the booth to join me. Amy and Mel gave us a raised eyebrow but I didn’t care. Winking at them, I yanked Ollie beside me to the bathroom, desperate to get him alone in a locked room. Backing my way through the door, I gripped his shirt in my hands and pulled him flush against me. My lips sealed over his as his hands slipped around my midriff rolling my vest up in the process. His lip ring grazed my collar bone as his kisses trailed down my neck. Breathing heavily, he murmured against my skin. “You sure you want this?” Closing my eyes I nodded. “More than oxygen.” He smiled, locked the door and drove me backwards to the wall. “Well then hold your breath baby.”

  Gripping his hand behind my thigh, he lifted it against his hip as he pressed my body against the wall. Fumbling for his belt, I frantically ripped it loose from his jeans and slid his zipper down. Biting my bottom lip gently, he ran his tongue over it making me moan into his mouth. With his belt gripped firmly in one hand, my fingertips traced the outline of his abs as they hardened beneath my touch. Skimming them downwards, I slid my palms around and into the back forcing the waist down with my thumbs. Releasing my thigh, he pushed away from me and silently unbuttoned my pants, revealing a glimpse of the white cotton panties beneath. Biting his lip ring, he groaned before holding them tightly and slipping them down over my ass. Pulling down his own shorts, he resumed his position against me and gripped both of my thighs, hoisting me from the ground. I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist as his hand reached between my legs, stroking and rubbing my clit. I was slippery with arousal and his hand gripping my behind urged me closer to him. Sliding inside me in one quick movement, his mouth fell open and his eyes shut tightly. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders as he filled me, making me gasp at the sensation. Ollie was not a small man and the length inside me, in the current position, was overwhelming. His tip glided back and forth over my g-spot repeatedly. I was one big mess of sexual frustration, desire and starving hunger for him.

  His forceful pushes inside me thrust me upwards and my back slammed against the hard wall behind me. His lips roamed freely over my face, neck and cleavage, driving me crazy. Arching my back, I surrendered to him completely as his hand snaked behind me. He panted into my ear and purred my name. “Oh Layla. I love you so much.” My head swam with the emotion in his words, the pleasure between my legs and the intimacy of his body against mine. “I love you too Ollie.” Holding his belt in my hand, I caught the other end in my free hand and slid it down lower before pulling it tight around the bottom of his perfect ass. Hooking my feet onto his behind and pulling hard on the belt, I urged him deeper, harder and further into me. A carnal noise growled in his throat and my muscles tensed in my legs as my insides clenched, convulsed and a sweet ripple of pleasure ran through me. My orgasm imminent, I gripped the thick leather in my palms tightly burying my face in his neck moaning, groaning and panting shamelessly. “I’m coming, oh god Ollie, don’t stop.”

  He grinned.

  “Never.”

  Surging inside me, he slammed his hips against mine driving me to the brink rapidly. His teeth grazed my ear as he thrust into me and the combination of pleasure and pain sent me hurtling over the edge. Inhaling sharply, I cried out as the blissful pulsations of my orgasm consumed me. The room disappeared as my senses became filled with nothing but the euphoric pleasure running through my body like an electric current. It was mind blowing, pillow biting, and toe curling heaven. Grunting, he continued to thrust inside me, prolonging the spasmodic pleasure. Dropping the belt, I ran my hands over his damp skin. His shoulders, back and arms tensed beneath my hands as his own release surged through him. Slamming into me a few more times he suddenly stilled and collapsed against me.

  Gasping for air, I held him tightly as his head rested on my chest. I could feel his ragged breathing against my skin and his sweat dripped from his forehead. My heart was racing and my mind was in the clouds as we stayed in our post-orgasmic embrace. Able to form words again, I smiled against his hair. “Well, I wasn’t expecting that when I came out tonight.”

  Raising his head, he pressed his lips against mine. “Regret it?” I shook my head as he released my legs, placing my feet back on solid ground once again. Pulling on my jeans and panties, I stole a glimpse of him doing the same and chuckled. Taking my hand, he pulled me to him and kissed me deeply.


  “What’s so funny?”

  “Nothing. Just you being you. We should probably get back out there.”

  Walking back into the bar, hand in hand, the two of us grinned like teenagers. I slid into the booth and stared at the table as all eyes fell on the two of us. Leaning across the table Mel pressed her thumb to the corner of Ollie’s mouth and laughed.

  “You got a little lipstick there lover boy.”

  Wiping his mouth he shrugged. “Damn groupies can’t keep their hands off me. I was assaulted in the bathroom. Tragic.” Nudging him in the ribs, I smiled embarrassedly at him.

  The drinks kept coming all night courtesy of Nick and the guys and the five of us laughed so hard throughout, that my sides were splitting. Checking his watch, Ollie sighed deeply. “I gotta go. I’m heading back to Utah pretty early tomorrow for my brother’s soccer game.”

  I gazed at him as his fingertips stroked my cheek affectionately. “If you’re ready to go I’ll give you a ride back.”

  “Where are you staying tonight?” He shrugged “I figured I’d find a motel since Nick already got a new roommate.” I gave him a quick peck and took his hand as we slid out of the booth. “Why don’t you stay with me and Amy? We’ve managed to share my bed before.”

  “You sure?”

  “Of course. No sense in spending cash on a motel when there’s a perfectly good bed waiting for you Oliver.”

  He chuckled and it was the sweetest sound I’d ever heard. “I’m Oliver now huh?”

  “You are when you question me and my generous nature. Come on before I change my mind. You guys gonna be ok?” I glanced back at Amy and Mel who assured me that they would be getting a ride in Eric’s van.

  Walking down the hallway to my room, Ollie laughed. “Feels kind of weird being here now.”

  Searching for my key, I smiled at him. “Why? It wasn’t that long ago you lived here.”

  “I know, but it’s not home anymore you know?”

  I nodded. “I guess so. You decided which college you’re going to in the fall?”

  “Not yet, I have options but I’m not setting anything in stone right now. Besides I’ve got pretty great job back home.”

  “Yeah I heard you get to play with motorcycles all day now.” He rolled his eyes. “Not play, I work on them. Fix them up so that they can grace the roads of Utah with their gorgeous, powerful roar once again.”

  I laughed at him as I unlocked my door. “Whatever you say grease monkey.”

  Slinging my purse on the bed, I slid off my jacket and pulled the band from my hair, letting the curls fall onto my shoulders. Wrapping his arms around my waist, Ollie breathed into my ear behind me. “Did I mention I love the new look. Not that I hated the old one, you’re beautiful all the time. But you look really hot as a brunette. What made you change it?”

  Turning to face him I shrugged. “I needed a change.”

  Pressing his lips to mine he smiled. “Well you look great.” Releasing his grip on me, he flung himself onto my bed resting his hands behind his head and grinned at me. “So, you gonna give me a little strip tease goodnight gift?”

  Grabbing Amy’s pillow I hurled it at his head.

  “Is that a no?”

  Sliding my hands into my jeans, I slid them slowly down my thighs letting them crumple at my feet before gracefully stepping out of them. His eyes widened and he licked his lips as he stared at me. Turning my back to him I headed for the bathroom. Glancing over my shoulder, I winked. “I think you’ve seen and sampled enough of my goodies tonight.” Closing the bathroom door behind me, I heard him yell. “Tease!” Smiling to myself I slipped into a pair of shorts, brushed my teeth and made my way back to the bedroom.

  I’d only been in there a short while and Ollie had fallen asleep already. Smiling, I shook my head and made my way over, switching off the light on route. Climbing into bed I snuggled closely to him. He opened his eyes a little and reached his arm out allowing me to rest my head in the crook of his arm against his chest. Nuzzling into his chest, I inhaled deeply, taking in the sweet scent of his naturally delicious, Ollie smell. I sighed as I lay there just gazing up at him. He let out a soft groan and it made me smile just hearing the sound and feeling his chest rise and fall beneath me. I’d missed him so much and the reality of him being there next to me was a relief I felt would never come. I’d spent so long wishing he would get in touch, hoping he could forgive me and now he was in my bed while I curled up in his arms. Reaching up, I brushed a lock of his dark hair from his eyes and ran my fingers through his long hair. He smiled sleepily. “Leave me alone fiend. Unless you’re about to give me a very sexy wake up call.”

  Leaning up, I pressed my lips to his and sighed. “Not tonight. You should sleep. You have a long ride tomorrow.” Turning to face me, his eyes opened and he pressed his forehead against mine. “Don’t talk about tomorrow just yet. The thought of leaving you here makes me want to stay up all night savoring every minute and I have a ten hour drive ahead of me in the morning. Let’s just live in the moment right now ok?” I nodded in agreement and he quickly responded, giving me a passionate, longing and lingering kiss. I didn’t want to sleep or even close my eyes for fear I’d wake to find him gone again but I was so tired and comfortable in his embrace, that I simply couldn’t force my eyes to stay open any longer. Pressing my head onto his chest, I ran my fingers over his stomach gently. “I love you Ollie.” Placing a kiss on my forehead, I felt him smile against my skin. “I love you too Layla. So frickin’ much.”

  Chapter 47

  Dangerous Territory

  The light streaming through the windows woke me and I could hardly see through my blurry eyes and the blinding sunlight that was hitting my face. Reaching out my hand I searched for my bed buddy but all I felt was an empty space. My heart in my throat, I sat bolt upright and stared in horror at the bed. No, no, not again. Jumping out of bed, I searched for my clothes and cell phone, desperate to reach him, needing to know why. Frantically, I paced around the room raking my fingers through my hair. Amy was sound asleep in the bed beside me, completely oblivious to the drama that was unfolding. Scrolling through my contact list I hit call but he never answered. Hurling my cell across the room at my bed, I sank to the floor. Pulling my knees to my chest, I wrapped my arms around them tightly. My head rested against my forearms as tears slid down my face. How could he just leave like that again? After everything that happened. My heart plummeted to the depths of my chest.

  The door opened slowly and my head snapped up. My heart momentarily stopped as I saw Ollie backing his way in with a tray of coffee in one hand and a brown paper bag in the other. Turning around he saw me and his face contorted into an expression of utter horror, concern and panic all at once. Dropping the bag, he placed the tray on the floor and practically skidded across the wooden floor to me. His hands moving quickly over my body and lifting my face to look at him he scanned my features. “Layla, what is it? Baby talk to me. What happened?” Trying to speak through my heavy sobs I took a deep breath. “I woke up and you were gone. I thought you’d left me again like before.”

  Wrapping his arms around me, he held me tightly to him and pressed his lips against my forehead. “Shhh. No baby. I wouldn’t do that to you again. I just went to get breakfast and I didn’t want to wake you. Calm down, I’m here I would never have left without saying goodbye. Not this time.” Gripping his shirt, I tried to calm my rapid breathing. Amy stirred in her bed and seeing me in my state she glared at Ollie who shook his head at her. She got the message because she quickly got out of bed and shut herself in the bathroom, leaving us alone.

  Cupping my face in his hands, he wiped my tears with his thumbs. “Please stop crying. I’m here. Don’t do this to yourself. We have a few hours left before I have to go and I don’t want to spend them wiping your tears away. Come have breakfast with me. You’ll feel better.”

  Taking my hand, he pulled me to my feet and pressed his lips to mine. I let out a long breath and followed him to the
bed. Once I was sitting comfortably, he strode over to the door and closed it; grabbing the coffee and bag on the way. He dangled the bag from his finger and smiled. “I got you your favorite. A toasted poppy seed and salmon bagel.” Handing me a cup he kissed my cheek.

  “Coffee. Hot, strong and delicious. Just like me.”

  He winked at me as I took the bag from him, sniffled and smiled back, mouthing a thank you. He shrugged as though it was no big deal but it meant a lot to me. Not only had he stayed but he’d brought me breakfast in bed too. It was certainly on my list of romantic gestures he’d made. It was up there with Christmas morning, carving our names in a tree and my song. “Thank you Ollie. I mean it. For still being here, for breakfast, for last night. Everything.”

  Leaning over, I kissed his cheek and he blushed. Ollie was adorable when he did that and his pink flushed skin made me melt inside. “You don’t have to thank me. I love you remember. It’s how this works. You need me, I’m there for you. Always. It’s easy like that.” Grinning, I gave him a quick kiss.

  Finishing my bagel I sipped my coffee and glanced at Ollie who was busy devouring his own while browsing his social network page on his cell phone. Opening the bathroom door, Amy arched her eyebrow at me, clearly wondering if it was safe to come back in yet. Nodding at her I smiled. Without looking up from his phone, Ollie held out the paper bag for her.

  “Got you something to eat as well. There’s a bottle of O.J in there too miss I don’t pollute my body with caffeine but I’ll guzzle Cosmos till I puke.”

  Poking her tongue out at him she snatched the bag and dug out her bagel. Dropping his cell on the bed Ollie gave me a rueful smile and sighed loudly. “I have to get going.”

  Nodding weakly, I stared at the floor, knowing that tears weren’t too far away and I didn’t want to cry in front of him as it would only make him feel guilty for leaving me. Threading his fingers in mine he held my chin in his free hand and turned my face to look at him. His big chestnut brown eyes glistened in the light and I couldn’t help but gaze dreamily into them. “Come see me off?”