Alluring Seduction (Bayou Stix)

by Turner, Skye

  Shit! She looks like she’s going to pass out. I cannot deal with a hysterical woman. Please don’t freak out on me. Do not fucking start screaming.

  Blue

  What did he just say? Oh my God. We’re trapped. In an elevator. Hanging by cables. I can’t handle this. I cannot be stuck here. Not with him. Not in a tiny elevator. Oh God. Just breathe Blue. Now is not the time to have a panic attack. Shit, yes… Yes it is. This is the perfect time to have a panic attack. Sonofabitch!

  I’m shaking and about to burst into tears. I can’t breathe. Oh, shit. This is not good. I don’t want to die like this. Not with Jessie. Not in an elevator. This is one of my biggest fears… plummeting to my death. I’ve had nightmares about it since I was a child.

  “Blue, I can see you’re freaking out. You have to stop. You need to chill out and breathe.” Jessie is talking to me. I hear him through the haze.

  “Blue! Snap out of it. Don’t you dare freak the fuck out on me!” He snaps at me.

  That’s all it takes to snap me out of it. “What? I’m not doing anything to you! You pompous asshole! I don’t do well in closed in spaces, so shut the fuck up!” I scream at him.

  “Seriously? Are you seriously going to scream and cuss at me right now? Don’t do it! I’m not dealing with it. I’m not dealing with you!” Jessie is pissed.

  “Excuse me, you dick. You cussed at me first. I didn’t ask to be in here with you. I was already on this elevator. You got on. So, don’t fucking start with me, Jessie Adams!” Somehow I’m now standing directly in front of him and poking him in the chest with my blue fingernail. When did I cross the elevator?

  He looks down at the point where my finger is stabbing him over and over. He grabs my hand. “This elevator is a public place and trust me, had I known you were on it, I would have gladly waited for the next one. This is the last place I would ever want to be. Hell would be better than being trapped with you!” He’s speaking through clenched teeth and he pulls his lip ring into his mouth as he says the last part.

  “Fuck you! Why are you such a prick? What the fuck did I ever do to you?” I push him as I say it. He’s taken by surprise, so he steps back. I push again, and his back hits the elevator wall. “You’ve always been an asshole to me and for what? What the fuck did I ever do to you?”

  I’m breathing heavily with the fear and adrenaline; I see his eyes move down to my rapidly rising and falling chest. Before I understand what he’s doing, he grabs my arms and reverses our positions. My back hits the wall and he boxes me in, pressing his chest firmly to my heaving chest.

  “I’m not a prick. You’re a bitch. A hoity toity bitch. You’ve hated me since day one! You insult me every chance you get.” He growls out. He’s pressed so hard against me, I can feel the outline of his manhood against my lower stomach. His breath is whispering over my lips he’s so close. Warmth pools in my core and I feel my nipples bead through the thin top of my bikini and shirt. My eyes lock on his lip ring and full lower lip. All I can think about is pulling it into my mouth.

  What did he say? He’s talking, right?

  I moan and instinctively rub my lower half against him.

  His eyes widen as they meet mine and I see them drop to my mouth where I’m licking my lips to moisten them. With a groan, he swoops in and captures my mouth with his.

  His lip ring is pressing into my bottom lip as his tongue doesn’t hesitate to sweep inside my mouth and collide with mine. My hands come up and tangle in his hair as he pulls my shirt up and grips the bare skin of my waist.

  He grabs my ass and lifts me off of my feet. I wrap my legs around his waist and feel his now very hard member pressing into the wetness seeping through my bikini bottoms. My back is against the wall, my ass is resting on the handrail, and I’m devouring Jessie’s mouth as he kneads my hips. His fingers trail up and down my sides, leaving goose bumps and his mouth leaves mine. He traces circles around my belly button before pulling on my belly ring. In the back of my mind, I’m screaming at myself to stop this madness, but his pull is too strong, and I tell myself to shut up.

  My head falls back against the wall as his lips trail down my chin and neck. He licks and sucks on my pulse point as his hands find the undersides of my breasts. My back instinctively arches and I press my aching breasts into his waiting hands. He cups them and rubs my rigid nipples through the top, as he laves the skin on my neck. I notice his large hands are almost able to cup the fullness. “Ohhh, Jessie.”

  My voice causes him to stop suckling my neck. He raises his head and looks at me with passion glazed eyes. We stare at each other, blue eyes into blue eyes. Both of us are short of breath. His eyes drop to my mouth and he raises his gaze to look at me again, before he pinches my nipples causing me to gasp. He watches my response before his tongue dives back into my mouth. Our teeth are rubbing together we’re kissing so aggressively. My hands leave his hair and travel down his back before reaching his nice, firm ass. I squeeze it with both hands and tighten my thighs around his waist. His hands push the triangles of my bikini top to the sides and my nipples rub against the gauzy fabric of my cover up.

  The sensations are so torturous, yet erotic. His mouth once again leaves mine and captures one nipple through the thin shirt. Jessie rolls it with his tongue before he gently bites it. One hand pinches and rolls the other nipple and the other hand rubs feather light against my drenched bikini bottoms.

  I’m in heaven and Jessie is the one who has me there.

  I’m writhing and moaning and pressing against his hands and mouth. He increases the pressure and starts rubbing his thumb against my clit as he pulls on my nipples with his talented hand and mouth. The sensations are too much. I’m about to explode.

  “Oh. Ohhhhhh, God. Ohhhhh, Jessie. Oh, God. Ohhhhhh!” I shatter.

  He continues his soft rubbing, through my orgasm, though he leaves my breasts alone.

  I open my eyes as I come back to earth and he’s just looking at me. He smirks, sets me on my feet, holding me while I find my balance, and steps away.

  He retreats to the other side of the elevator.

  His cocky smirk is in full force. Oh shit. What did I just do?

  “Better now?” he dryly asks.

  What? What the fuck?

  I just had one of the most erotic experiences of my life… with JESSIE ADAMS and now he’s looking at me like he always looks at me… like I’m the butt of his joke.

  What the fuck just happened?

  “What?” I manage to choke out through the humiliation and confusion creeping up my spine.

  “I asked if you were better now. You were freaking out. I distracted you. So, are you better now?” He’s still smirking.

  My heart drops. He distracted me? I can feel the burn of shame and try desperately to hold back my tears and anger. Dammit! I will not give into the rage tears! I frown. “Am I better? You, asshole!” Before I can fathom it, my hand lashes out and catches him on the left side of his face. “Don’t ever touch me again! You disgust me!” My voice cracks on the last word. Fuck! I turn my back to him and fix my clothes. Then I sit on the floor, and wrap my arms around my knees, and bury my face in them as the tears escape and roll down my face.

  I finally let go with Jessie, and it was amazing… and I’m just a distraction.

  Tomorrow can’t get here fast enough.

  Chapter Three

  Jessie

  Is she crying? Oh shit. I didn’t mean to make her cry. I just wanted to get myself under control and put some distance between us. That was intense. I didn’t mean for that to happen. We were fighting, like we always do, and I just noticed how sexy she was. I wanted to kiss her and shut her up. That’s it. I didn’t mean for the rest of… that to happen.

  Her skin is so sweet. It tastes like honey. She’s intoxicating.

  I made her cum. I made Blue Delaney, a woman who hates me, cum. And now she’s crying!? Fuck!

  “Blue?” I ask. “Fuck… Blue, are you crying?” She doesn’t answer me, but strai
ghtens her back, and tightens her arms on herself.

  “Blue. I’m sorry. Shit… I didn’t… I mean, I wasn’t… I didn’t mean for that to happen. I don’t know what happened…” I need her to look at me. I feel like shit and I never feel like shit. “Can you just look at me?”

  She spits out, “No. I don’t need to look at you, Jessie. Don’t apologize. It’s fine. I know how you are. Sex is nothing to you and I was just an available body. I’m just not like… I’m not like what you’re used to. I know exactly how you are. It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have allowed that to happen.”

  Fuck me. I know she’s not like the women I usually fuck. If Jude and Liam find out, they’re going to kill me. She’s their friend. Hell, she’s friends with all of the guys! FUCK!

  “Blue. Dammit, look at me. I know you aren’t. I’m sorry. I didn’t think about it. I… I just acted. I am sorry, but don’t cry. Stop fucking crying. I didn’t mean to make you cry.” I’m pulling my hair and praying she stops crying. I don’t do women’s tears.

  She looks up. Her blue eyes are almost turquoise, only now they’re red rimmed and glassy. She wipes her eyes with the heels of her hands and I see her back straighten as she clenches her jaw. She pierces me with her hard gaze. “Look, Jessie, its fine. Sex for you is nothing special. I get it.” She straightens her legs out and shrugs. “It’s not a big deal. Nothing really happened. So just forget about it, ok?”

  I swallow as I think about what she’s saying. Not a big deal?

  I could have fucked her just now; I know it. Blue shattered in my arms, because of “me”. Sure I might have a lot of sex, but I wouldn’t do that to her. I wouldn’t treat her that way. I don’t know what that was, but it was something. And she’s just going to dismiss it as “nothing”?

  “Really?” My eyes flash fire. “Ok then. No problem, Blue. Since ‘nothing really happened’ other than I could have fucked you senseless and you came undone in my arms, because of my hands and mouth. Sure. What. The. Fuck. Ever! We’ll just forget about it.” I snap it out. Nothing really happened…

  Her eyes widen at my tone and I see a hint of confusion cross her face before her eyes harden again. “Good. You’re a sexy guy Jessie and most women throw themselves at you. I know that. But not me. I am not interested in a no-strings-notch-in-your-belt-fuck! I’m not interested in you. That was a mistake. The intensity of the situation just got to us. It meant nothing. I don’t want to talk about it anymore. I just want to forget it ever happened!” She’s spitting the words at me. “And what the fuck are these people doing? They need to hurry up. I need to get the hell out of here. Like now!”

  She wants to just forget about it? Fine with me. I don’t even like her, so why do her words bother me? God, I need to get the hell out of this elevator!

  “No idea. But it can’t be soon enough for me.” I lean against the wall and close my eyes.

  “You’re an asshole! I tell you what Jessie, you stay over there and I’ll stay over here and as soon as we get out of here, we can go our separate ways! I can’t wait for this tour to be over!” I hear her say, but I refuse to look at her.

  “You and me both, Blue. You and me both.”

  Blue

  Oh my God. I cannot believe that almost just happened. Who am I kidding? Yes I can. It’s Jessie. JESSIE. He just kissed me and touched me. And I let him. And now look at us. What the hell? I need to get the hell out of this elevator and away from this man. He makes me insane and I can’t think when he’s around. As mad as I am and as much as his words just hurt me, my body is a traitor and all I can think about is climbing into his lap and attacking him. I want nothing more than to finish what we just started.

  We both sit in silence. I’m watching him in the reflection on the handrails. His head is back, his eyes are closed, and he’s so calm. It’s almost like he’s napping. My body is humming and my head is still racing and he’s taking a freaking nap?!

  Finally, after what seems like an hour, we hear the phone ring. I answer it since Jessie doesn’t even move. “Yes?… Oh, thank God!… We’re fine… Thank you.”

  I look over at Jessie and he’s watching me with his brow raised. I tell him, “Five minutes. They have it fixed and we’ll be out in five minutes.”

  He nods at me and closes his eyes again.

  He can’t wait to be away from me. Awesome. I need to get the hell away from him too. Like now, before I do something stupid. Like slap him, again… or jump him. Stupid sexy ass rock star.

  A few minutes later, we hear a grinding noise and the elevator jerks before it starts slowly moving upward. It stops and we wait. The doors open to a small crowd. The maintenance men, security, a man in a suit, Jude, Liam, Dade, Cruz, Lexi, and a crowd of strangers are all staring at us.

  I get up from the floor and smooth my shirt down before stepping out to curious looks, before they look around me and at Jessie. He stands up, but remains in the elevator. Lexi grabs my hands and starts pulling me down the hallway, exclaiming loudly, cutting Liam off when he’s about to speak. “Oh my God, girl. Are you ok? I was so worried about y’all.” She looks over her shoulder at Jude and says, “I’m taking her to her room. Bradi is meeting us there. I’ll meet up with you in a bit.”

  I just follow her, still mulling over what the hell just happened… what I allowed to happen in the elevator. I glance over my shoulder and Liam is frowning at my departing figure and glancing from me to Jessie. I can feel my face flame. I think I’m being slick, but Lexi apparently notices.

  “Care to tell me what happened in the elevator, Blue? And don’t say nothing, because then you’ll be lying.”

  I shake my head and walk in front of her to my door taking my keycard out of my shirt pocket as I go. We can hear all of the commotion behind us as fans and security make sure that Jessie is ok.

  Once the door is unlocked, I make it on shaky legs to my bed, where I throw myself face down, leaving Lexi to close the door. Almost immediately, there’s a knock at the door and the whirlwind that is Bradi is let in, taking over all of the remaining space in the room.

  “Holy shit, Blue! You and Jessie in an elevator for a couple of hours. Spill it. How was it? What happened?” She wastes no time getting to the point.

  I lift my head slightly to look at her and mutter, “What are you doing here?”

  “Duh, we’re here for the last concert of the tour and Lex couldn’t take being away from Jude any longer. So, she invited Micah and me to tag along. But we aren’t talking about me bitch, we’re talking about you. You and Jessie Adams in an enclosed, tiny space… for a couple of hours… what happened? Since you’re both still alive, I’m guessing it was something sexual!” Her eyebrows start wiggling and she pins me with a stare. “You. Talk. Now!”

  Collapsing back onto the bed, I bury my face again, and ignore her as Lexi reprimands her. “Bradi lay off. She’s had a traumatic experience. We’re supposed to be offering support, not grilling her about what happened in the elevator. Though if something did happen and she wants to tell us, we are most definitely here for her.” I turn my head slightly and she looks over at me and winks with the last part.

  I moan and mutter for both of them to go away. Lexi and I have gotten close the past few weeks. She’s become a great friend and is someone who’s easy to talk to. I haven’t had many girlfriends in my life, so I appreciate the friendship. But right now, I need her to go away so I can sort through the last few hours and attempt to figure out what the hell happened.

  After much grumbling and a promise from me to meet them for drinks and a “Girl’s Night” later, they head out.

  Once the door closes behind them, I roll over and stare at the ceiling as I try to make sense of the events in the elevator and the fact that after all this time, I finally got a piece of Jessie, and holy shit, what a piece it was… Shit!

  Chapter Four

  Jessie

  After about half an hour, the guys finally manage to wrangle me away from the fans and hotel security. I fall ont
o the couch in my room and Dade opens some beers from the mini bar, passing them around. As he hands me mine, I take it and lay my head against the back of the couch with a loud sigh. Forget beer, I need tequila.

  “What the fuck happened in the elevator, Jessie?” Jude asks me.

  Without moving my head, I answer, “Nothing. Nothing important, anyway.”

  Liam laughs and says sarcastically, “Really? Nothing important? Then why was your hair standing on end, your face flushed, and I’m pretty sure you had a hand print on your face when those elevator doors opened, Dude.”

  My hand heads to my face where Blue slapped me. “Fuck!”

  “Jessie, why did Blue slap you?” Jude calmly asks.

  I raise my head from the couch and all three of them are looking at me. Jude has his eyebrows raised. Liam is wearing his trademark smirk, but his eyes are hard, and Dade is just frowning. Cruz is watching me expectantly.

  Groaning, I reply, “Yes, she slapped me… After I kissed her. She was wigging the fuck out and I kissed her. I don’t even know why I did it. Crazy bitch.”

  Liam starts laughing again and even Dade and Cruz crack smiles. They seem to be getting a lot of enjoyment out of my frustration. Bastards. I flip them off and look at Jude, who is looking at me with a contemplative look on his face. “What? Why the hell are you looking at me like that?”

  He shakes his head and smirks too before laughing a little. “You kissed, Blue? And she slapped you? That is priceless!”

  “Fuck you. I didn’t mean to kiss her. I didn’t even want to kiss her. And yes, she fucking slapped me. I’m glad you assholes find this so fucking funny!” I drain my beer as my friends laugh at me, then I get up to look for something stronger.

  “Oh, you wanted to kiss her. She’s fucking hot. Those eyes and those lips… that body… man. Yes, Blue is hot.” Liam says as he continues to smirk at me.