by K E Osborn
“Okay,” I reply and he looks at me with his eyebrow raised.
“Okay?” he asks his brows now furrowed.
I nod. “I get Jessi and I understand her motives, I mean who wouldn’t want to be with you. You’re amazing Colt, and I guess your past and I have disagreements, but I think as long as we stay in the present I’ll be okay,” I say, meaning every word. He smiles brightly and pulls me to him. I wrap my arms around his waist and he nuzzles into my hair.
“Whoop, whoop! Now you two need to go and have some awesome make up sex,” Dingo calls out, making us laugh.
“I think right now, I need another beer,” I say looking up at Colt. He nods in agreement and walks with me over to the fridge and everyone starts to go about their partying again.
We take our beers and head over to the lounge to see Jarred and Hux getting some Cocaine ready on the table. I look up at Colt who shakes his head and walks me toward the bedroom. I follow him and we walk in to see Johnny and Anna walking out of the attached en-suite. Poor Anna looks terrible. She’s pale and shaking.
“Hey, you all right?” Colt asks, letting go of me and helping Johnny take her to the bed.
She waves her hand in the air in some sort of gesture, but I don’t know what it means.
“I don’t know what’s wrong with her. She’s been puking her guts up. I think maybe it’s food poisoning,” Johnny says, his eyes glassing over full of concern.
“Shit, what did you eat Anna?” Colt asks.
“I ate the prawns from the buffet, everyone else ordered food, but I just had the buffet. At the time I thought the prawns weren’t chilled enough. I should’ve listened to myself,” she says and then a sound escapes her mouth as she dry reaches.
“I so don’t want to be here right now, that music is killing my head,” she says and I look across at Colt and he’ll probably hate me for this, but I want Anna to be comfortable.
“Hey, take our room. Both of you can stay in there. There’s an en-suite really close to the bed, so you won’t have any issues if you feel sick. Plus, there’s not a giant celebrity party going on in there,” I say looking at Colt who smiles at me.
Phew! I thought he’d be pissed off.
“Are you sure?” I know you two like to have your privacy?” Anna asks quietly.
“Hey, one night won’t kill us. Plus I’d feel much happier knowing that you’re comfortable.”
“I really don’t want to intrude on you two—”
“Shut up and take the room woman,” Johnny exclaims making us all chuckle.
“Okay, thank you guys, I really appreciate it,” she says with tremble in her voice.
“We both do,” Johnny says as he leans down and picks her tiny body up in his arms.
“This is our room. You guys stay in here, okay? Don’t let any of the others talk you into letting them have this room. It’s the best one, although the bathroom really does smell like puke now. Sorry,” he apologises with a slight smirk and Anna moans.
“Get her to bed Johnny, and look after her tonight. If she gets worse call a doctor,” I tell him.
“Yes, Mum,” he replies as he walks out the door with a smirk. Colt closes the door behind Johnny and we’re alone in our new room for the night.
“That was really nice of you,” Colt says walking across to me.
“You would’ve done the same thing.”
“Should we go out and enjoy the night with the others for a little longer?”
“Sure, why not.” He leads me back out to the lounge room of the penthouse suite.
By this time the after party is in full swing and the penthouse is crowded. I look up to see Colt smirking at me. I glance around the room, there are half-naked women everywhere and I can’t help but wonder if Colt gets turned on by them waltzing around in just their underwear? He takes my hand and leads me to a spare spot on the lounge. Unfortunately it’s right next to Jarred and Hux, who are laughing and setting up more lines of Cocaine.
“Hux man, seriously, why are you doing that shit again? You know what happened last time you were using,” Colt asks sternly.
Hux rolls his eyes at Colt, while Jarred laughs. “Don’t worry about me, I have this all sorted. It won’t get like last time. I know what I’m doing,” Hux replies as he snorts a line up off the coffee table. I look at Colt, he’s frowning and his brows are furrowed. He pulls me into his lap and holds on to me tightly.
“Sorry you have to see this,” Colt says then nibbles on my ear lobe.
“Hey Colt, you wanna line? It’s really good shit,” Jarred asks making Colt scoff.
“No, I don’t,” he says with finality.
“Oh, c’mon man, live a little. You used to love to party?”
“I said no Coslecki, don’t ask me again,” Colt replies with a stern voice.
“Jeez, chill out, man. How ‘bout you, Lia? You wanna go, baby?” Jarred asks.
“Hey! Don’t you dare even talk to her about that. In no way will Lia ever touch that shit and if you ask her again I’ll make sure that when I hit you, I actually break your nose,” Colt berates as he clenches his fists.
I’m a little concerned. I know he’s had dealings with drugs and partying in his past, but his defensiveness makes me think there’s more to this story.
“And as for you, little brother, when you end up back in rehab, don’t think I’ll be the one to come and help you through it again. You know how quickly you get sucked into this world, and you know where it leads. You’re turning out just like Dad.”
“Fuck off, Colt. I can handle myself and don’t you dare compare me to that fucker. I’m in control of my life, and I’m just having a bit of fun. You know letting my hair down and enjoying myself, something you seem to have forgotten how to do since you met little miss prissy britches over there,” Hux answers waving his hand at me.
Wow, I never knew that Hux didn’t like me. I know he keeps his distance, but I never thought for a minute that he blamed me for not having Colt around anymore. Colt shakes his head and curls his lip up in disgust.
“Seriously Hux, you’re high as a fucking kite and maybe I need to knock you back down to earth a little,” Colt says moving me from his lap and standing up. I start to panic as I really don’t want this to end up in another brawl. Hux and Jarred both stand up, and Hux and Colt are standing so close together glaring at each other, fists balled and anger is surging between them. Some douche bag yells out, “fight” and I stand up from the lounge. The tension is unbearable as the two brother’s standoff. Hux bends down rubbing his finger along the left over remnants of the Cocaine on the table. I wonder what the hell he’s doing when he brings his powdered finger up and smudges the Cocaine along Colt’s bottom lip. Colt smacks Hux’s hand away from him with a grunt. Hux pushes Colt forcefully backwards.
“What the fuck do you think you’re playing at, Hux?” Colt asks, but I can’t help notice that he licks the Cocaine from his lips rather than wipes it away.
“Oh, go on Colt. You’ve had a taste and I know you want more. Fuck your girl off and party with us,” Hux argues. Colt pushes him in the chest hard, making him fall backward over the coffee table. I gasp as I see Hux fall, he lands on the plush carpet and starts to laugh uncontrollably and starts rolling around on the floor.
What the hell?
“You’re fucking wasted you dickwad,” Colt says as he frowns down at his hysterical brother. He grabs my hand forcefully and drags me along with him. As he walks past Hux, he nudges him in the ribs with his foot, which only makes Hux laugh louder. Colt shakes his head and walks me to our bedroom, where we sit on the bed.
“I’m sorry you had to see that,” he says as he falls back onto the bed resting his forearm over his eyes.
“Are you okay?” I ask. I’m now quite concerned about Colt and how he must be feeling. He exhales and pulls me down to lay next to him.
“You’re asking if I’m okay after that? I’m fine – are you okay?” He asks as I lean into his chest and cuddle hi
m.
“Colt, don’t worry about me, I’m more concerned about you and your brother fighting. And what makes it worse is that it’s because of me. I don’t ever want to come between you and your family, Colt,” I say as he takes his arm away from his face to look at me.
“Lia, this was not your fault. Hux is using again, and when he uses he turns into a complete moron. Doesn’t help having fucking Coslecki around to persuade him either. I just wish he was strong enough to fight the urge to use. I know he’s going to end up just like our father,” he says with a saddened tone to his voice. I decide to let Colt tell me in his own time about his father, I don’t want to push him for information if he’s not ready to give it.
“Colt you know I’m here for you, right? No matter what, I’ll be by your side as long as you want me here,” I say, meaning every word.
“I’ll always want you by my side, Lia. I’m just scared,” he says wrapping his warm, comforting arm around me.
“Scared of what?”
“Scared of losing Hux, like I lost Dad. He was a massive user when we were growing up and he taught us everything about drugs and the drug world. I smoked my first joint at seven years old and I did my first line of coke at twelve. By sixteen, I was as into the drug scene as Dad was and Hux was just as into it. Mum never did anything about it, she just turned a blind eye. That was until I turned twenty and Hux was eighteen. Dad and I were at home and doing a mixture of ecstasy, coke and dope, not to mention the alcohol. Plus, Dad was using prescription medication by that stage as well. I was out of my mind high and I zoned out on the lounge while Dad was shooting up. When I finally woke up I saw Dad on the floor face down with foam coming out of his mouth. He was stone cold and as white as a sheet. I was still coming down, so I panicked and didn’t know what to do. Mum came home from the shops to see me on the floor freaking out and slapping Dad across the face to wake him up. She pulled me away from him and we called for an ambulance, but it was too late. He’d overdosed. Mum didn’t seem overly surprised, but after the funeral she cracked the whip. She threw out all the drugs and alcohol in the house and made Hux and I both go to rehab. I was out in thirty days and doing well, but Hux took a lot longer. He was in the centre for ninety days and when he came out he relapsed almost straight away. It’s been eight years since he got out of rehab the second time, and he’s been clean for most of it. So to see him falling back into it…” he trails off, shakes his head and exhales.
Wow! I can’t believe that Colt went to rehab, is really all I heard, I had no idea.
“I can understand why you’re so angry with him. It would’ve been hard living through that,” is all I can think to say.
“I know that all of this probably makes you think badly of me, but it’s best if you know the truth. I’ve been completely sober from drugs for the past two years. Obviously I still drink, but the craving for coke is still there Lia. I haven’t felt a full on craving since I met you, and I love that feeling,” he says turning his head to face me. I look up at him and smile. I’m glad I help with his cravings and I’m so glad he hasn’t been using with me around, but I can’t shake the image of him licking the Cocaine from his lips out of my head.
“I understand if this is too much for you. I know you’ve never been around anything like this in your life and I get it if you don’t want to be here,” he says and then swallows hard. I know he’s worried that I might leave, but I don’t think, even in light of this new information, that I could leave him. I sit up on the bed and he follows sitting next to me. He takes my hands in his and looks in my eyes.
“I’m not going anywhere Colt. Yes, I may not agree with your brother’s lifestyle choices, but you aren’t going down that same path, which I’m truly grateful for. Because if you were… I don’t think I could stay.”
He winces and tightens his grip on my hands. “I wouldn’t do that to you, Lia. Plus, I told your dad that I’d look after you, and I intend on keeping that promise.”
“I know, but Colt, if you ever need to talk, I’m always here for you. You can tell me anything. I’m sorry about your dad,” I whisper quietly.
He exhales and stands from the bed abruptly. “C’mon lets go party with Dingo and Sia and forget all about it,” he says. I smile and stand up and we walk out of the bedroom and to the fridge where Dingo and Sia are standing talking about the contract with Rob Luxley, which is why we’re having this party in the first place. To celebrate the band hiring a new agent.
“What the hell is with Hux, man? Is he losing his shit again?” Dingo asks when he spots us.
“I don’t fucking know, let him waste away. See if I care,” Colt says, but I know he doesn’t mean it. He opens the fridge and gets out another two beers, handing one to me. I nod in appreciation and unscrew the lid.
“Seriously Colt, you should have a brotherly chat to him when Coslecki isn’t around to make him act up,” Sia says looking over at Hux and Jarred, who now are taking turns making out with some chick I haven’t seen before.
It really is gross!
“I will, but for now I just wanna drink and forget about tonight,” Colt says clinking his bottle with mine and taking a really long guzzle of his beer.
I raise my eyebrows and take a sip. Many beers later I’m feeling the buzz of alcohol hitting me as Colt and Dingo are laughing about something. I’m not too sure what, as I’m too busy watching Jessi dry hump Brad against the wall. It amazes me how much of a complete whore she really is. I shake my head and stumble slightly on the spot. Colt takes hold of my arm and steadies me.
“You right there, love?” he asks with a smirk.
“I’m fine, just a bit drunk I think,”
“Yeah, me too,” he says and leans down to kiss me.
“God, don’t you two start now as well,” Dingo says, confusing me.
“Huh?” I look at him with an eyebrow raised.
“Just look around.”
I glance around the penthouse and see couples or trio’s all getting it on in one way or another. It’s like a bloody porno set in here. I instantly feel my face flush red, it’s a bit disgusting really.
“C’mon lets go to our room, it’s like a bloody porno sex shop in here,” Colt says taking my hand with Sia and Dingo following closely behind. We get into our room and Colt lays down on the bed and I snuggle into his side as Sia lays across the end of the bed and Dingo sits on a chair in the corner of the room. My head feels heavy while I rest my head on Colt’s chest.
“It’s the same thing after every concert. I think you guys have the right idea about having your own suite. Hux just keeps inviting Dragon’s Lair and their posse to the penthouse after every fucking concert. I’m getting pretty pissed about it,” Sia says.
“Not to mention fucking Coslecki hitting on you all the time. I mean, take the hint limp dick, my wife doesn’t want you,” Dingo says, and I laugh. My head feels heavier and heavier as I snuggle right into Colt and close my eyes. He pulls me close to him tucking me under his arm as he continues to talk into the early morning with Sia and Dingo. I hear more people come in and at some stage I feel my shoes and jeans being taken off and then I feel the covers being pulled over me, but it doesn’t register completely as I doze in and out in a drunken haze.
I’m semi-conscious now and I know I fell asleep last night while the party was still going on in the penthouse, and I’m pretty sure there are people scattered all over the floor. Colt’s spooning me from behind, one arm draped over my side, the other stretched out under my neck. I take his hand in mine and intertwine our fingers pulling his hand up and holding it to my chest. I feel him stir behind me and he tightens his hand around mine. His lips meet the back of my neck and I instantly feel that spark waking me entirely. His lips travel from my neck to my ear and he tugs on my lobe gently.
“Good morning sleepy head,” he whispers in my ear. I smile as I take in the soothing sound of his gravelly voice.
“Morning,” I answer as he shuffles in closer to my back making me awa
re of his morning erection. I let out a small, loud sigh. “Shh, you’ll wake everyone,” he says quietly in my ear. He frees his hand from mine moving it under my shirt to my breast and squeezing as he grinds his erection against my arse. I exhale loudly as his hand moves from my breast down my side, over my hip and then in between my legs. I gasp as his hand dips inside my panties and makes contact with my flesh.
“Colt, there’s people in the room,” I whisper breathlessly as his finger moves slowly on my clit.
“I guess you’d better be quiet then,” he whispers as he presses firmer on me.
I can’t believe he’s doing this with people in the room. I gasp as he moves on me faster making me lose track of my thoughts while I get caught up in the pleasure. My hips start to move involuntarily as he grinds into me with his hand and cock. The pressure’s building up and I want to moan so badly, but I can’t risk people hearing me. My breathing is heavy as I bite my bottom lip. He moves his knee in between my legs making me part them. I bend my knee up resting my foot on my other knee so he has better access. I honestly can’t believe I’m allowing this to happen. My head’s screaming at me to make him stop, but my body’s completely ignoring me. His fingers dip inside me as his thumb rotates on my clit. He pushes in deep making me gasp at the feeling. My breathing is heavier as he trails kisses along my neck, and I start to feel the all too familiar buzz when Colt touches me. My nerves are tingling and my breathing is short and sharp, as a welcomed pressure builds inside me. I claw onto the sheet as I start to tremble with his motions, my breathing catches and I clench my eyes shut and bite my lips as I come, hard. I ache and clench as he gives me a mind blowing orgasm, and I don’t know if it’s just because he’s so good at what he does or whether I’m slightly turned on that we’re getting away with it with people in the room. His hand leaves my body and I can feel him shuffling behind me as I float on cloud nine. My leg goes to fall back to the bed, but Colt’s hand grabs my knee and forces my legs back apart. He moves his hand back to my panties and shifts them to one side. Turning my head, I look at him with my eyes wide, as I don’t think I can do what he wants in a room full of people. He thrusts inside me from behind and sucks on my neck making me moan, not giving me any choice.
