I’m tempted to tell my parents, but they probably won’t be that excited for me, and I don’t want to deal with them right now. I’m anxiously pacing in my dressing room, with Amber looking on sourly, when one of the production assistants comes for me.
“Ms. Michaels? You’re needed now.”
I nod and follow him out, my legs shaking like crazy. I see the opening band getting into place on the stage, and the curtain is still up. I can hear the crowd yelling like crazy. I start to make my way out to the band when I hear the loudvoice come over the speakers.
I try not to listen as the voice tells the crowd that Eden had a family emergency and had to leave. There is booing and I look around, wild-eyed. Oh my god, what if they hate me?
I catch sight of Leo, who I hadn’t notice before, and I feel a calmness come over me. He’s nodding and smiling and I look at him and take a deep breath. I pray that I don’t get booed off the stage. I take my place, and suddenly the curtain is coming up and I’m staring at the bright lights amid the thousands of people.
I’ve seen this all before – the lights, the crowds, but never as I stood center stage. I always saw it from my safe spot in the far back of Stage Right.
I take a deep breath, and forget about all my insecurities. It’s time to give these people a show.
“Hi Chicago!” I yell into the mic. I’m met with some cheers and catcalls. I’m glad I wore this dress. “I’m really sorry that Eden isn’t here to open for you, but I hope you enjoy the show anyway!”
“Where’s Walker Stevens?” some asshole calls out.
I flash the crowd a grin.
“I’m afraid I left him and my cowgirl boots in Nashville,” I explain. I give a little twirl to show off my dress and figure. “Let’s call it artistic differences.” The crowd laughs and I’m glad.
I look back at the band and nod.
My music starts and then I’m having an out-of-body experience. I’m singing my heart out and I’ve forgotten about everybody in the audience and everybody watching from the wings. I love the way the Sideroad songs sound with their rock twist, and I realize that they work just fine without Walker. In fact, they sound even better without Walker.
And just like that, it’s over. The crowd is going nuts, cheering and clapping, and I grin like a fool because I can’t believe that I just did that. I smile and wave and thank the audience and then I’m walking off stage.
“Holy fuck!” Leo cries, grabbing me and kissing me hard. I giggle like crazy. “You sounded amazing! Fucking amazing! I had no idea you could sing like that! Holy shit!”
Maddox, Kyle and Jacie are congratulating me too, but Leo is still going on. “Carly, you’re unreal. What are you doing singing back up for us? You should be putting out your own rock album – that was incredible!”
I laugh again. “Thanks.”
“Great job, honey,” Mark says, “I hate to break up the celebration, but you gotta change.”
“Right! Crap!” I wave to Leo and hurry off to change my dress and twist my hair up before I go back on to sing.
The rest of the show goes well, and when I come off stage again, I’m still being congratulated. Leo has to attend to fans who have Backstage passes and I take my time in my dressing room. Amber has been sullen all night and I can only guess that she is jealous. I feel badly, but I’m too excited to worry about it too much.
I pull on my pair of distressed jeans, and the royal blue scoop neck tee that I wore around the city with Leo earlier in the day. That feels like a lifetime ago. I slowly make my way down the hall, and I’m happily surprised to see Leo coming around the bend.
“Hey baby,” he smiles pulling me towards him. “So the whole band is going out for drinks afterwards,” he starts.
“Oh? Did you want to go?” I’m not sure if he wants to go by himself or maybe with me.
“No. I don’t. I was thinking you and I could have some alone time in my bus since it will be empty.”
He winks at me, and I give him a sly smile. I’m not ready to sleep with him yet, but some alone time sounds wonderful.
“Sounds great.”
He gives me his trademark sexy grin, the one that has helped make him the huge rock star that he is. He slips his arm around my waist and leads me out of the arena.
Leo
I guide Carly towards my tour bus, and I’m still amazed by how badass she sounded when she sang tonight. I can’t get over her voice. I knew she could sing, but I had no idea she could sing like that.
It’s quiet as we walk towards the bus, and I let Carly get on first so I can admire her ass in her tight jeans.
I can’t help myself.
“Damn,” she breathes, looking around. “And I thought our bus was nice.”
“Let me get you a drink.” I move towards one of the cabinets and pull it open. All I see is vodka. Shit. I don’t think we have anything else.
Carly laughs. “Straight vodka?”
“Let me see what we can mix it with.” There’s lemonade in the fridge. I pull it out and show it to her. “Does this work?”
“Sure. Why not?”
I pour us each a small glass before adding the vodka. I’m more free with the vodka in my own glass. We sit down on the long leather couch that runs the length of one side of the bus.
“I have to tell you. I’m still shocked that you can sing like that.”
“You didn’t think I could sing?” she teases.
“Not like that.”
Carly puts her cup down, and runs her hands through her long hair. The gesture is innocent but hot as hell. It won’t be long before my cock is rock solid.
“I didn’t know I could sing like that either,” she says honestly. “Something just came over me. I always thought that country music was my calling, but now I’m not so sure.”
“Well, I’m sure and while I’m sure you sound great singing country, I would put money on you in the rock industry.”
She finishes her glass and gives me a sexy smile.
“Alright, I can’t handle much more,” I groan, tossing the contents of my glass back, and pulling Carly up.
“We’re not having drinks?” she asks too innocently, batting her eyelashes at me.
“Now you’re teasing me,” I growl, pulling her roughly against me. She gasps at the sudden movement, but collapses into my arms. I kiss her hard, running my hand straight down to her fine ass, and cupping her hard. To my surprise, she grinds against me, and I take one of her legs and wrap it around my waist, feeling her pussy snug against me. Of course, she’s wearing jeans, but it’s hot to have her rubbing against my dick.
I reach up and tug her hair back hard, causing her head to go back, and pushing her lips towards the ceiling. I seal my mouth over hers.
“You make me so hard,” I breathe into her mouth.
“Mmmm,” she responds.
“Is this too rough?” I ask, tugging her hair again.
“No.” She pauses. “I like it,” she whispers.
“Argh,” I groan, tugging her hair harder, and bringing my lips to her throat. I kiss softly against her thin skin, feeling how warm she is, and then I take her in my arms and carry her back to my bedroom.
She doesn’t resist as I lay her on the bed. Her hair is fanned out around her face, and her eyes are bright with desire. Keeping my eyes locked with hers, I slip each of her heels off. She’s panting, and still watching me, so I reach up and unsnap the button of her jeans.
She still doesn’t move and I take it that I can continue. I slowly drag her fly down, and then hook my hands into the hem of her pants. I tug them down slowly, watching as her bare legs appear. I throw the jeans on the floor and move onto the bed to admire her silky green thong.
Carly hasn’t told me to stop, so I bring my mouth to the crease of her inner thigh and sex, and trace a warm, wet line with my tongue just outside of the edge of her thong. I continue tracing the material across her pubic bone and then back down the opposite thigh.
“Sho
uld I stop?” I ask, my own breath heavy from my arousal.
“No!”
I push my face against the flimsy material of her thong and breathe against her body.
Carly moans loudly, arching her back and throwing her head back. I wait and then to it again.
“Oh, Leo!”
I push the pad of my thumb through the material and against her clitoris. I rub it in small circles, watching with arousal as Carly moans from the pleasure. My dick is straining against my jeans, but I’m not ready to release it yet. I want to please Carly first.
I tug my shirt over my head and then settle myself between Carly’s legs, pushing them apart so I can have better access. I inhale her sweet musky scent and groan. I want nothing more than to sink my mouth into her pink pussy.
I move my mouth back to her sex, and hook my teeth into her thong. I drag it down her legs, loving the way Carly is moaning. I look back up and there she is, spread wide open to me. An open invitation to the one pussy for which I’ve had to work the hardest. And who am I kidding? The one pussy that I am dying to explore.
I start out slowly, wanting to build her pleasure, and I run my fingers over her, soft as a feather. She moans and writhes on the bed, but I tease her some more, until I finally cup her and spread her open like a flower. Her nub is swollen and ripe, and within another minute or two, I’m going to seal my lips over it and suck.
I rub at her clit with my fingers, making small circular motions and increasing my speed. I know it’s working because Carly’s breath is coming faster, and her chest is moving harder. I brush my hands against her opening and she cries out loudly.
“Want me to stop?” I tease.
“Oh, god, Leo. No.”
She’s practically eating out of my hand now.
Ever so slowly, I slide one finger inside her and now it’s my turn to groan. She’s so fucking wet. I swirl my finger around, feeling her wetness and then I slide in another finger. I draw my fingers out and lock eyes with her. Then I bring the two fingers to my mouth and suck.
Holy fuck. I close my eyes as I taste her, because Carly as the sweetest pussy I’ve ever tasted. Like candy.
I want to tease her more, but I need to taste more of her, and I lower my head right to her sex, and push my lips greedily against her.
“Argh!” she cries out, bucking hard as my lips connect with her flesh.
I hold her open with my hands as my tongue explores her every line and crevice, tracing along her lips and clit. I flick my tongue along her clit and I feel Carly’s legs start to tremble against me. My dick twitches in my pants.
After I drive her to the brink of orgasm, I pull back from her clit, suctioning my mouth against her and sucking hard. She cries out again, and I suck her cleft into my mouth, moaning against her sensitive skin.
I slide one hand south, wondering how she’ll respond. I feel her tense up, but then as I start to rub her perineum, she begins to relax. Using my other hand, I begin to rub her clit and then I bring my mouth back against her. I know she’s going to come soon because I’m pleasuring her in so many places.
I trace my tongue along her soaked opening, and then in one quick movement, I push it deep within her crevice.
“Argh!” she cries out, bucking on the bed, as I continue to fuck her with my tongue. “Leo! I’m going to come!”
“Yes!” My voice is gruff. I work over her harder, moving my hands and tongue quickly and then she explodes for me. Shaking and bucking hard, as her hands fist in my hair. I continue to thrust my tongue in and out of her, tasting her juices, until she is left only trembling and whimpering.
I extract myself from between her legs and wipe my mouth against her stomach, leaving behind a glistening line. I take her into my arms, and hold her tight against my chest.
“I’ve never experienced anything like that!” she gasps, still trying to catch her breath.
“I loved doing it. You tasted exquisite.”
She frowns at me. “Exquisite?”
“Yes,” I say firmly.
She lets it go and sinks back into my arms. We lay like that for a few minutes, and then she pulls away and sits up. She tugs her shirt over her head, and my eyes pop out as I take in her lacy push up bra.
“I want to return the favor,” she purrs, sliding down the bed.
“You don’t have to,” but the words die on my lips because her hands are at the waist of my jeans, deftly unsnapping them.
“Fuck,” I groan, throwing my head back on the bed. I know I should be chivalrous or some shit and tell her she doesn’t have to, but I want her to touch me. She tugs my jeans off and then I watch her eyes take in the fat bulge of my boxer briefs. She carefully pulls the hem over my erection and I hear her gasp.
“Like what you see?” I ask, my voice thick with arousal.
“Yes.”
I love how she’s only wearing a bra, and her cleavage bounces gently as she sinks down between my legs. The second she takes me in her hands, I’m gone, and I squeeze my eyes shut while I groan her name.
As if she already knows what I like, she strokes me in long, hard movements, handling me on the rougher side.
Just the way I like it.
She grabs me tight at the shaft and drags her hand up, squeezing me deliciously before brushing her fingers against my swollen tip.
“Christ,” I gasp.
I twitch again, and I fear that I’m going to blow my load right in her hands. I’m already so hard just from going down on her. I’m not going to last long.
Carly senses that I’m already near explosion, so she sinks down between my legs and starts to lick me like a fucking popsicle.
I toss my head from side to side as her silky smooth tongue glides over me. She spends special attention on my tip, flicking softly against it before licking off the few drops that have already appeared.
Then, without warning, she grips me at the base and takes me into her mouth. And fuck, she can deep throat! I groan loudly, sounding like an animal, as she takes me into her mouth, pushing me far back into her throat and then sucking hard. Again and again she repeats the process and then changes it up by keeping me in her mouth, but flicking her tongue against me.
I jerk hard in her mouth, and I curse loudly because I’m not ready yet, but I know what’s happening. Carly gets onto her knees, readying herself and then I twitch one final time before I burst.
“Fuck!” I yell, coming hard as I shake on the bed. Carly works hard, swallowing again and again as I empty myself into her warm mouth. It’s the hottest blowjob I’ve ever had, and I feel like a fucking chick because this means more to me than any of the other random girls that have sucked me off.
When Carly’s finished, I pull her up to me and hold her against me. “You’re unbelievable,” I gasp.
“Was that okay?”
For fuck’s sake, she’s unsure.
I pull back to look at her. “That was the best head I’ve ever gotten,” I say bluntly.
“Wow,” she giggles, “so eloquent.”
“Okay, maybe I could have said that better. You’ll have to excuse me, because I can barely put two words together after that.”
It’s silent for a few minutes, and then I reach around to unhook her bra. Her tits tumble free, and I sigh with pleasure. I lazily fondle her, and she moans softly, closing her eyes.
“I was expecting something a little more kinky from you,” she teases, pouting her lips.
I chuckle darkly. “I can’t scare you off right away. Besides, that was amazing enough as it was. I didn’t need any extra shit.”
“I was hoping you were going to pull out your ping pong paddle.”
I laugh loudly when I look into her expectant blue eyes. I honestly can’t tell if she’s joking or serious.
“You’re laughing!”
“I don’t think you’re serious,” I murmur, sliding my hand down to her ass. “Have you ever been spanked before?” My voice is husky and I can feel the mood start to change again.
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br /> She buries her face against my chest, and shakes her head. I had assumed as much when we played table tennis, but the thought of introducing her to a little rough play is incredibly arousing. I’m actually not that kinky – I just like a little spanking, hair pulling and anal play. Just enough to push the envelope. But then again, I’m more than satisfied with a good old-fashioned blowjob.
“Roll over,” I order. Carly obeys instantly, rolling onto her belly and exposing her gorgeously curvy ass. I slide my hands over her, and then trail kisses against her skin; she shivers in response.
“It’ so simple,” I breathe, caressing her ass. “I tease you,” my hand slides over her again, “and get you wet,” my hand slips between her cheeks and brushes against her wetness. “And then, when you’re practically begging for it,” I give her a light tap on the behind. “Smack.”
“Oh!” she gasps.
“Do you want to try it?” I ask hoarsely. My cock is already hardening again.
She nods, and I gently pull her into my lap. I start running my hand over her ass, feeling her silky skin beneath me.
A loud banging on the door stops us.
“What the hell?” I mutter.
The banging continues and Carly crawls off my lap. “You should probably answer that,” she says, pulling her shirt across her chest. “I’ll get dressed.”
“Damn it!” I growl, rolling off the bed and yanking my jeans on. “This better be good,” I shout as I stomp towards the entrance. I look back to see Carly quickly shut the bedroom tour.
I’m fucking pissed.
I yank the door open and stop cold.
“What the fuck do you want?”
“No, ‘Hi, it’s nice to see you?’ ’’ Skyler smirks at me, her face lit by the moonlight.
“It’s not nice to see you. What the fuck are you doing here?”
“I was in town visiting family and heard you were here. Aren’t you going to invite me inside?”
I step out of the bus and pull the door behind me. Skyler grins, shaking out her curly brown hair.
“How did you even get past security?”
Skyler only smiles and shrugs. “Billy likes me.”
Fucking Billy. He’s getting fired. “You need to go. You made it clear you didn’t want anything to do with me.”
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