Off Your Rocker?

by K E Osborn

  Thirty minutes later I’m strutting my stuff down to the lobby. I hear the click clack of my killer heels on the marble floor. I ask the concierge for a cab and luckily there is one waiting, so I slide in. My phone rings a few times while I’m on my way, but I don’t check to see who it is. I look smoking hot. The dress hugs me in all the right places and shows of my legs. Colt’s going to flip when he sees me. My fighter instinct has well and truly kicked in, and I keep picturing Jessi under the television when I smashed it to the ground.

  I get to the club and all the paparazzi are lined up waiting to get their shots of Slayed, who are more than likely already inside. I walk past them and they don’t recognize me out of my normal jeans and converse. I walk straight up to the bouncer and he lets me in with a wink. That was just the confidence booster I needed. I strut into to the club and walk over to the VIP section where I know they’ll be.

  Again I’m let in with a wink and an “Oh yeah, kitty cat,” from the bouncer on the door.

  I smile at him and walk straight in. I don’t look at anyone in particular, but I feel all eyes are on me, and for once in my life that makes me happy. I strut over to the bar all dressed up in my killer heels and my stunningly drop dead gorgeous dress and order a vodka on the rocks. I feel a hand on my back and I turn to see Jarred looking me up and down.

  “Holy shit Lia, you look amazing,” he says. I smile at him, but my eyes are drawn to the other side of the room where Jessi is talking to Colt and he hasn’t even noticed me yet. I frown and scoff as Jarred follows my line of sight.

  “Oh yeah, she’s been all over him since the concert finished,” he states as his hand rests on my lower back. My crazy anger is back as I see her laugh and he smiles at her. The bartender hands me my drink and I take a sip. I huff and turn taking Jarred’s hand in mine and pulling him onto the dance floor. He doesn’t argue and his eyes are full of lust as his looks down at my cleavage. I swallow a lump in my throat. I don’t really like the feeling of him ogling me, but if it makes Colt jealous, then that’s what I need to do. I position myself so I can see Colt while pretending to be interested in Jarred. I know this is childish, but my common sense went out the window a few hours ago.

  “You wanna dance or just stand here looking stupid?” he asks leaning into me.

  I inwardly cringe as finally Colt’s eyes catch mine. He looks me up and down and he shakes his head slightly. I start laughing and pretending like Jarred has said something really funny. He looks at me like I might be possessed, but I don’t care, the look on Colt’s face right now is exactly what I was after. Jarred takes my free hand and pulls me closer to him spilling my drink slightly.

  “I always wanted to know what it felt like,” Jarred says making me look at him with a raised eyebrow.

  “What?”

  “Your body against mine,” he replies and pulls me flush against him. I gulp as I look over at Colt who’s staring at me intensely while Jessi continues to talk to him. I take a sip of my vodka and start to slowly move against Jarred as we start to dance to the truly terrible music. I feel bad leading Jarred on and I know that what I’m doing is completely immoral and stupid, but I can’t help myself, my brain to body filter has been switched off and I find myself practically being dry humped by Jarred as I stare at Colt. His brows are furrowed as he glares at me. I can see his chest heaving as he watches Jarred grind into me. I’m not really dancing just sort of swaying to the music. I’m letting Jarred do all the work.

  Jessi says something and Colt takes his eyes from mine and in that instant I feel like I’ve pushed him away. I stand still on the spot watching as he takes Jessi’s hand in his and leads her to the dance floor. I scowl and he looks at me with a smirk. He’s facing me, so Jessi’s back is toward me. I feel like running up to her and slamming my vodka glass into her back, maybe if I push hard enough it will cut through her back and into her frozen black heart. I shake my head getting rid of the violent imagery of me glassing Jessi, and I watch as Colt lets her grind all over him. He’s watching me watch him as we both have partners grinding up against us. My anger is bubbling away just below the surface as Jessi has her hands all over Colt. I turn away for a brief moment and when I look back at him he’s smirking. He’s enjoying seeing me angry.

  Well, I’ll show you!

  I take Jarred’s hand and interlace it with mine as he pulls our bodies together and his free hand slides down my side and onto my arse. My eyes widen and I swallow hard. Maybe that’s going a bit too far. I look over at Colt who looks like he’s about ready to combust. He pulls Jessi to him forcefully and he grinds into her. She wraps her arms around his neck and they move together very sexually to the music. Bile creeps up my throat and I take a sip of my drink to wash it down.

  Jarred leans in whispering in my ear, “I wanna fuck you against the bar.” I burst out laughing. I take my hand from in his and rest it on his chest gently pushing him away, but he takes hold of my wrist and pulls me back in so close I can feel his erection on my hip. I curl my lip up as I look at Colt whose eyes are focused on Jarred’s hand around my wrist. I realise how that must look to Colt and I try to pull away. I look at Colt just in time to see him look down at Jessi and her hand grabs onto the back of his head and she pushes her lips to his. My heart constricts, and I stop breathing. I don’t even feel the glass as it slips from my hand and crashes to the floor shattering glass everywhere. I push Jarred off me in disgust while I stagger on the spot. He’s kissing her, I see them break apart and I just have to get out of here.

  “Hey, I’m not finished dancing with you yet,” Jarred yells trying to stop me as I go to leave.

  I turn to face him and glare at him. “Let. Me. Go.” I say to him slowly and succinctly while tears start to run down my face. He raises his eyebrows at me and lets my arm go. I look over to Colt who’s pulling away from Jessi, our eyes meet briefly before I turn and run.

  “Tease,” I hear Jarred yell as I exit the VIP room.

  I push through all the people and make my way finally to the front of the club. My whole body feels like it’s on fire. I’m burning like an inferno and nothing’s going to cool me down. I burst through the doors to see the paparazzi all gone. Thank God! The fresh air cools my face, but not my anger.

  How dare he kiss her in front of me!

  I breathe heavily as I look around for a cab, but there’s none in sight. So I turn and start to walk, more like storm. My heels are clicking so loudly against the pavement that anyone can hear me coming from a mile away. I’m angry, so angry. I’m confused and most of all I’m hurt. I start to really cry as I cradle my arms around myself and look down at the pavement as I walk. I hear running footsteps behind me, but I don’t bother to look, it’s probably Jarred coming after me to finish the job I started. That thought makes me hate myself just that little bit more.

  “Lia, Lia wait,” I hear Colt’s voice and I wince at the sound but keep walking. He runs up to my side and I look at him through tear soaked eyes. He’s puffing as he looks at me with saddened eyes.

  “Baby, I never meant to hurt you. I don’t know what I was thinking. You look so amazing tonight and that fucker Jarred had his hands all over you. I just couldn’t take it,” he says breathlessly as I start to walk a little faster. I just need to be away from him.

  “Lia, will you just stop and talk to me?” he pleads. I look down at the pavement and keep walking. “Baby, will you stop walking away from me?”

  I stop and glare at him. “I must be seriously off my rocker to think you could’ve ever wanted someone like me. For God’s sake, you can’t even tell me you love me,” I yell in his face. He exhales and slumps slightly.

  “Baby, I—”

  “This was a mistake, you were a mistake. I’m going home,” I say and turn to start walking again.

  “Are you seriously going to walk away from this?” he yells.

  I stop and turn back to scowl at him. “What the hell is this? If you can tell me I’d love to know!”

  He
shakes his head and looks to the ground. “I don’t know, but don’t you want to find out?”

  “Not after you’ve been fucking that slut behind my back,” I yell in his face.

  He looks at me and shakes his head. “Lia, I haven’t been with anyone but you since I met you. You know that,” he says taking hold of my arm. I shake him off.

  “Bullshit! I saw. She was fixing herself up after you fucked her tonight before the concert. She even thanked you for it, Colt. I’m not a bloody idiot. You won’t sleep with me because you’re sleeping with her,” I scream while my tears fall freely.

  “That’s what your meltdown was about. You think I’m cheating on you?”

  I scrunch my face up and muster all my strength and push him hard in his chest and turn to keep walking. “I don’t think, I know you are,” I exclaim as his hands take hold of my shoulders and he stops me and turns me to face him.

  “For fuck’s sake, Lia. Will you stop? I’m not cheating on you. I never have and I never will. She was thanking me for helping her start her singing career. I set up a meeting with her and Rob so he could listen to her sing and hopefully get someone to sign her, that’s all,” he says pulling me to him.

  “Ahhh,” I scream in frustration and push him from me and start to run. I need to get away from him, but he grabs my arm and I turn to push him again. He sighs loudly and takes my hand in his and starts pulling me with him down a side alley.

  “Colt, what the hell do you think you’re doing?” I yell and pound my hands into his chest. He turns and slams his body against mine into the wall kissing me hard. I try to push him off me, but he’s like a brick wall that won’t budge. That surge of electricity flows between us and it’s like it’s heightened tenfold.

  He grinds his hips into me and pulls his lips from mine. “See don’t you feel that? Don’t you want to keep that spark alive?”

  My breathing stops as I get lost in his eyes. Then the image of Jessi kissing him comes back into my mind and I try to push him off me again. “No,” I yell in his face and push with everything I have to get him away from me. He budges just enough for me to slip out and I go to walk away, but he grabs my wrist pulling me back to him and he pushes me against the wall again entrapping me with his entire body this time.

  “Let me go or I’ll scream,” I belt out, as the throbbing on my clit becomes apparent.

  “Baby, the only thing you’ll be screaming is my name,” he replies, forcing his lips to mine. I struggle against him, but his touch is sending a heat through me that’s setting my skin on fire. I bring my hands to his shoulders to try to push him away from me, but the urge to flee is fading and the urge to surrender to him is overpowering me. His hands make their way down my body as his tongue collides with mine. His hands skim the bottom of my dress and then make their way up. I realise I’m panting with want, I haven’t had Colt inside me for so long that my body is craving every ounce of him, even though my brain is telling me to walk away. I hear a tear and then feel my panties fall to the ground. He grinds his hips into me and I can’t help it as a moan escapes my mouth into his.

  “That’s it baby, moan for me,” he demands as he slides two fingers inside me. My head falls back against the wall as his mouth crushes mine. My breathing is heavy while he finger fucks me into submission. The felling of him against my skin is reigniting my love for him. He quickly withdraws his fingers and slides them into his mouth sucking them. I stand there panting as he hitches my dress up a little higher. I lean in and undo his zipper and pull out his rock hard erection.

  “Oh baby, I’ve missed your hands around my cock,” he murmurs as he pulls my leg up and wraps it around him as he enters me quickly. We both moan and exhale at the feeling of us being connected again after so long apart. He grips onto my thigh tight as he moves inside me deeply. His mouth stays connected to mine as he begins to thrust into me against the alley wall. His other hand fists in my hair pulling my mouth onto his almost painfully. It’s like he can’t get close enough to me. The friction of him sliding in and out is working me up quickly. My hands grip onto his back as he pounds into me against the wall. We’re both panting and moaning with each thrust. Passersby would definitely know what’s going on if they were to walk past the alley, but I don’t care. I just want him. All of him and he gives it to me. He rams into me hard and fast, the heat inside me rages into a full inferno and my body begins to tremble with the pleasure. I feel light headed as he works me up faster than ever before. Knowing that it’s him deep inside me makes me moan loudly into his mouth. He moves his hands to my arse and lifts me off the ground. I stutter a moan as the jolt from him lifting me is intense. He pushes me flush against the wall as I wrap my legs around his waist and my arms wrap around his neck. We’re the closest to each other you can get, and it feels like he’s getting in deeper as he pulls me on and off his cock. My mouth collides back with his as he moans my name over and over again. My mouth goes dry and my body reacts to him in a way it never has before. He thrusts inside me hard and fast and my whole body feels as light as a feather. My skin breaks out in goose bumps and I feel like I have pins and needles everywhere. My nerve endings are firing off sparks making every place that he’s touching me tingle with desire. His movements in and out of me feel like it’s the first time and it so astonishingly pleasurable that I start to cry. His tongue collides with mine sending me over the edge into a sensational climax that lasts longer than any other. My body convulses and I try my hardest not to scream out in pleasure as he muffles my moans with his mouth while his warm explosion inside me sends tingles up and down my spine. He thrusts in me again emptying himself fully with a long drawn out moan. He holds me, our mouths still connected as we both calm our breathing down. That was intense. I open my tear soaked eyes to see that he too has tears in his. He rests his forehead against mine and we stare at each other, reigniting that undeniable spark between us. He softly lets my feet back down to the ground and he leans against me and we both mourn the loss when he pulls out of me. He leans in close and pulls my dress down, and then puts his cock away and does up his zipper. He takes a step back watching me intently the entire time. I lean in and kiss him gently, then pull away. He smiles at me, so I slap him hard across the face. His head turns violently with my slap and his hand instantly raises to his cheek.

  “Don’t you ever do that to me again, you arsehole,” I say pulling him by his shirt into me and kissing him forcefully again. I can hear him chuckling under his breath and I think for the first time in ages, we might actually be okay.

  Colt and I take a cab back to the hotel after our fight and then make up session in the alley. He can’t keep his hands off me while we take the elevator up to our suite. He holds me close to his side as we walk toward the door. He swipes the key card and pushes the door open and turns pulling me to him as he kisses me with so much passion I’m sure if I was wearing panties they’d be on the floor. He backs me in through the door and closes it behind him. The lights are off and we’re both giggling as he takes off his shirt. He leans down lifting me and our lips stay connected as he walks me to the bed.

  Crunch.

  Our lips part while we look down at the ground.

  “What the hell?” Colt barks. Then I remember my little tantrum before I left for the club.

  I bite my bottom lip and Colt puts me down on the bed and walks over flicking on the light switch. He furrows his brows and his eyes bulge as he takes in the disaster scene all around our suite and I can see that he’s more than a little confused.

  “Sorry,” I say, quietly and his head snaps toward me.

  “Wait, you did this?” he asks walking over to the television and kicking some of the broken glass across the floor.

  “I was just so angry. I thought you were fucking her. I… I…” I pause as the imagery of seeing them together floods my brain again and I scrunch my eyes tightly trying to make it disappear.

  I hear him sigh and then the bed dips beside me. He wraps his arm around my shoulders pul
ling me into his side. I open my eyes and look at him cautiously, but he’s smiling. The jerk is actually smiling. I furrow my brows and sit up straight.

  “Why the fuck are you smiling?”

  He chuckles which makes my blood boil. I exhale and slide away from him.

  “Hey, come here. I’m not laughing at you, baby. Well, maybe I am a little. It’s just seeing how far you’ve come, you were such a delicate little Daddy’s girl when I met you. All prim and proper and now look at you - breaking televisions and lamps and shit. You’re a real rock chick now. There’s no going back, baby. Mamma Sia will be happy that her Little Bean has finally fully sprouted,” he states. I look around the room at the destruction I caused and I guess I can kind of see the funny side of my tantrum, but it’s only now sinking in exactly how much it’s going to cost me to replace it all. Plus, I’ll need to pay to fix the walls as well. Oh, and don’t forget the cleanup bill.

  Crap!

  “Wow,” I mumble under my breath.

  “What?” Colt tilts his head.

  I rub the back of my neck and exhale as I slide back next to him. “This is going to cost me a fortune to fix,” I say remembering that Daddy has been decreasing my allowance in an attempt to get me to come home.

  “Hey, don’t worry about it. I was the cause of all… this, so I’m going to pay for the damages. No exceptions, okay? I owe you that much, in fact, I owe you so much more Lia, and I want to start by making it up to you right now,” he says pushing me to the bed and moving on top of me. His lips meet mine making me giggle at his playfulness.

  We spend all night loving each other in every way possible - in the bed, in the shower, dominant fucking, fast and hard, normal love making, slow and passionate. I guess we’re making up for lost time until we both pass out from exhaustion just as the sun is coming up.