by Leigh Louden
I took my customary favourite spot at the back of the bus. Vinny just smiled at me and looked away every time I glanced in his direction. It was like being a teenager and giggling every time your crush looked at you.
Ethan made his way down to where I was sitting and took the spot opposite me.
“You missed breakfast,” he said.
I looked up from the book I was reading. “I did. I had shit to take care of before we left.”
“What kinda shit?”
“Girl shit,” I said, looking him in the eye.
His mouth curved slightly at the corners. “Are you forgetting I have three sisters, Ally?”
“Yes,” I mumbled.
“So, you and Vinny, huh?”
I felt my cheeks flush with heat. The second I thought about what happened with Vinny, I wanted to squirm in my seat. A mixture of lust and self-consciousness flooded my senses.
“It’s cute when you blush but it gives you away,” Ethan said softly. “So, Vinny last night, and girl shit to deal with today. Are you sure you’re okay?”
Oh, shit. He knows.
“Hey, relax,” he told me. “Like I said, I have sisters. If you need anything over the next few hormonal days just let me know.” He smiled.
I stared at him. Not only had he guessed that Vinny and I had slept together, he knew I’d had the morning after pill too, and he offered to look after me in the hormonal tidal wave about to hit. I had to admit that had me starting to feel a little teary, I wasn’t used to people caring about me like that.
“I. Have. Sisters,” he repeated. “And stop looking at me like that. You’re going to make me blush!”
A couple of hours later, the bus pulled up outside the Hilton in Cardiff. The next night, we would play in The Globe. As I bent over to pull my bag out of the bus, Vinny stepped in behind me, right against my backside, his hands finding my hips. “You okay with that? Want me to carry it for you?” he asked.
I looked at him over my shoulder. “It’s all good,” I said, smirking at him and shaking my head. Ethan stepped into the space, took my bag from me, and headed to the front door of the hotel. “Put her down, Vinny.” He laughed as he disappeared through the door.
Vinny’s hands gripped at my hips before they dropped to his sides. “Spoilsport,” he grumbled as he looked to where Ethan had entered the hotel. I rolled my eyes and laughed, grabbed my other bag, and escaped to the hotel entrance.
Once rehearsals were over, I went back to my room. I was starting to feel a bit queasy, and a lot exhausted. Standard side effects from the pill. I planned to just vegetate in my room, watch crap reality shows on TV, and eat junk via room service. I had just dressed in my PJs after a shower and was browsing the room service menu when there was a knock at my room door.
I sighed and plodded over to look through the spy hole. Vinny stood on the other side. I pulled the handle and swung the door wide. There he stood, Domino’s pizza box in his hand, and a little brown paper bag hanging underneath.
“Hey.”
“Hey, Allycat. I thought you might be in need of comfort food?” he asked with a smile.
I smiled at him. “That would be awesome. Thank you,” I said, moving back to let him come in. He strode in, set the pizza and bag on the bed, kicked off his shoes, and sprawled himself over the bed, looking amazing as usual, even in just jogging bottoms and a t-shirt.
“What flavour?” I asked as I closed the door and headed over to the bed to join him.
“New Yorker, with added red onions and peppers.”
My favourite. He knew what I liked, and I was suitably impressed.
“There’s Ben and Jerry’s Caramel Chew Chew in the bag, and a few ice-cold Cokes too.” He smiled and grabbed a slice, taking a huge bite.
“Someone’s been paying attention.” I smiled.
He shrugged. “You make it easy to pay attention.”
My stomach fluttered, so did my heart, and I grabbed my own slice of pizza and settled myself on the bed beside Vinny.
“Are you going to watch this shit? Really?” he asked, lifting the remote control.
“Uh, yes. You should see some of the weird shit these two have to fix after terrible surgery.”
“Isn’t he married to some crazy woman in one of those housewife shows?”
“He is, and the other one was. Would you like to watch something else instead?” I smiled.
“Hey, it’s your room, your TV,” he said, holding up his hands in defeat. “But hell yes. I don’t watch this shit.” He laughed.
I lifted the cushion from behind me and swatted him with it. “Shit, is it?” I asked. The look on his face was priceless when the pillow made contact with the back of his head.
“Oh, it’s like that, is it?” He laughed, closing the lid of the pizza box and setting it on the floor beside him. In a split-second, Vinny grabbed my hips, slid me closer to him, and started tickling my sides.
“Ahhh! NO!” I cried out, squirming under his touch, too ticklish for this to be a fair fight. I pushed at him, trying to get him off me, laughing as I did.
“Yeah. Not so clever now, is it?” He laughed at me. “Hitting a poor defenceless man with a cushion!”
As I squirmed and tried to push his hands away, he grabbed my wrists with one of his hands and pinned them above my head. When he did, his stance was more over me than beside me. I looked up at him, and he looked down at me, and the reality of the situation dawned on us. Vinny was pressed against me. I was breathless, and my hands where pinned above my head. Before I could say anything or catch my breath, Vinny’s mouth crushed against mine.
His tongue plundered my mouth, and I let it dance with my own. The hand he had been using to tickle me found its way under my pyjama top and palmed my breast, kneading into my flesh.
I moaned against Vinny’s lips. He was hot and heavy, and my head was spinning. This wasn’t what I had expected from him, but now I knew this was what he was like, I couldn’t get enough.
I tugged my hands, needing him to let me go. I needed to get my hands on him. I needed to feel his skin under my fingertips. Vinny conceded and freed my wrists.
I grabbed fistfuls of the back of his t-shirt, pulling it, trying to pull him tighter against me. I kissed him back hard with everything I had.
His thumb and finger pulled on my nipple, twisting it a little before returning to grabbing my tit roughly. The man was demanding as hell, and I just wanted more and more. He moved his mouth from my mine over my jaw to my neck, where he started to nibble. Dear God, all I wanted was for him to properly nip at my neck and leave me marked. He was turning me into a feral little hellcat who just couldn't get enough.
I slid my hands under his t-shirt, my nails grazing his back.
"Fuck." He moaned into my neck, his hot breath turning me on even more. He lifted his head and looked at me. "Are you okay?"
I nodded.
"Are you wet for me?" he teased.
I moaned and squirmed beneath him; he knew I was, but it made it all the more arousing.
"Are you wet for me, Ally?"
I caught his gaze and held it before I replied. "Yes, I am."
"Oh, fuck, yes!" He swept my top up to my neck and devoured the breast he had been teasing with his hand. His tongue circled my hard nipple and his hand continued to knead my flesh.
I knotted my hand in his braids and held his head against my breast. My mind was flooded with doing the exact same thing the night before, and I could feel the wetness spread over the tops of my thighs in response.
"Oh, God. Vinny, you're going to make me come if you keep doing that."
I watched him smile around my nipple, and he sucked even harder. He shifted his weight to get his other hand on my other breast at the same time. It was like I had issued him a challenge and he was going to do his utmost to make it a reality.
I moaned loudly as I felt the tell-tale fluttering begin low in my stomach. My orgasm was building, and it was all because of the attention Vinny w
as giving to my breasts and nipples.
Holy shit. I had never had a man make me climax in this way before. Vinny read my body and the sounds I was making well and kept up his attentions, knowing I was right there.
"Fuck, yes. Come for me, Ally," he encouraged when he momentarily broke contact with my nipple to take the other one into his mouth instead. He grazed it with his teeth, and I followed his command.
The world evaporated into blackness lit with the brightest stars behind my eyelids. Vinny kept lapping and kneading, drawing out every ounce of pleasure he could.
When I finally came down from my climax, I looked down at him. The look he gave me made me shiver. My nipple fell from his lips, and he stalked back up to my mouth and claimed it with his. He shifted his body across me and put his knee between mine, forcing me to spread my legs beneath him.
"I think you have too much on," he said, raising an eyebrow suggestively.
"I could say the same thing about you."
"That's easily fixed." He hopped back off the bed. I watched in awe as he pulled his t-shirt slowly over his head, revealing his body little by little. His toned form was a work of art; he was making me wetter the more of himself he revealed.
"Your turn," he said, dropping his t-shirt to the floor.
I sat up and followed his example, slowly teasing my top off, letting it slide up over my breasts, and cast it to the floor.
Vinny’s green eyes shone darker and sparkled with lust. "Christ, you are delicious."
I bit my lip and smirked at him. "You're quite the feast yourself."
He grinned and pulled a body building pose. "Why, thank you." He winked.
"Poser!" I laughed.
Instantly, Vinny’s hand was around my ankle and he yanked me down the bed as I yelped in surprise.
"Poser? How's this for posing?" he asked as he pulled me to sit up and yanked his boxers down to his ankles.
The air left my body in a rush as I came face to face with Vinny’s huge cock for the first time. My mouth opened, and he pressed his thumb into my mouth, testing me out. I looked up at him, wrapped my lips firmly around the digit, and sucked, running my tongue over the pad.
"Jesus Christ!" He pulled his thumb from my mouth with a pop and slid his hand to the back of my head. His look told me everything he wanted. I opened my mouth wider, and while staring right at him, took the head of his cock into my mouth.
He had the biggest dick I had ever had the pleasure of getting my tongue against. My jaw was going to ache after this, but when I saw the look on Vinny's face, I knew this would be completely worth it. Lust and appreciation shone on his features, and when I pushed him farther back into my mouth his eyes closed, and his head fell back.
"Fuck!"
I ran my tongue over the underside of his cock, rolled it over the head a few times, and then sank back down over him again, attempting to get him a little farther in again. I teased him in and out of my mouth, repeating the action and watching his reaction each time. Soon, he was tightening his grip in my hair and pushing my face down on his length a little more. He was making me gag on him, and it was turning me on like crazy. I wanted to please him. I wanted to give into his silent demands for more. I wanted him to fuck my mouth. I needed it.
My hands stroked over his thick, hairy thighs. I let one hand skim across the bottom of his balls.
"Oh, FUCK!"
His hand gripped my hair so tightly, and his stance widened just a little to let me stroke along between his legs. I cupped his balls and let my fingers trace over the skin between his arsehole and his scrotum. Every time I approached his ass, he moaned a little more. Daringly, I let my finger slide right back until it was over his arsehole and I rubbed hard against the ring of muscle. His hips bucked, his legs widened again, and he looked down at me with an intensity that practically set me on fire.
Feeling brave and emboldened, I pushed the tip of my finger in against the resistance of his arsehole. It allowed me to enter him, and he groaned loudly.
"Oh, Jesus, Ally! Yes! I'm going to come." He loosened his hold of my hair. "If you don't want it in your mouth..." His voice trailed off before he could finish that thought. I sucked him that little bit harder and faster and started to finger his ass as I did.
Vinny’s cock twitched in warning of what was to come. His breathing was fast, and his delicious sounds echoed around the room.
"Oh, God!"
His voice was deep and blissful, and his cum started to spurt out into my mouth and down my throat. I felt triumphant. I did that. He was unloading into me, giving me everything he had, and I lapped up and swallowed every drop greedily, pulling my finger from him as I did.
Vinny’s hand traced from the back of my head along my jaw and tilted my head up to look at him again, freeing his cock from my mouth as he did. He bent and kissed my mouth softly; a silent thank you. His tongue traced over my lips to the last of his cum that I hadn't been able to lick off yet.
"Mmmm..." he murmured as cleaned it off me. "Your turn."
My head was floating. Jesus. Ally had just given me the best experience of my life, and I wanted more than anything to taste her in return. I kissed her and enjoyed my own flavour on her tongue. But I knew she tasted so much sweeter.
I pulled her up onto her feet and kissed her. My hands ran down over her body, found the waistband of her pyjama bottoms, and slid them down over her hips and to the floor. She kissed me back softly with an underlying hint of need and hunger.
I wrapped an arm around her back and scooped her up with another arm under her legs. "Thank you," I said, as I carried her back to the bed, kissed her on the nose, and laid her on her back.
I let my eyes roam over her hungrily. She really was a sight to behold. Perfect in all the right places. Curved hips, gorgeous ample tits topped with nipples I needed to feast on. While she was a good bit shorter than me, she was still perfectly proportioned with long legs to fit her stature. God, I wanted them wrapped around me as I pounded into her delicious little snatch.
I kept my eyes on her as I moved back to the bottom of the bed. I stood there for a moment, watching her, daring her with my eyes, challenging her to say what she wanted and needed. Instead, she squirmed on the bed, rubbing those beautiful thighs together to get the friction she needed.
I smirked and started to stalk up the bed over her like she was prey. I lifted her leg from the bed and wrapped my mouth around her big toe, sucking it into my mouth, running my fingers up either side of her calf. I kissed every other toe on the same foot, and when I took her big toe into my mouth for a second time, she gasped, and the fact that her hips gyrated against the air above her did not go unnoticed by me.
"Your feet are very sexy," I told her as I set down one foot and picked up the other. I lavished the same attention over it and watched as it evoked the same response from her. Instead of a gasp, she moaned this time. Her thighs parted a little and gave me a flash of what lay between them.
"Vinny," she pleaded.
"All in good time, Allycat." I grinned and lowered myself between her legs and started to kiss my way up from her right ankle to her knee. Once I reached her knee, I moved back to her left ankle and started again.
Every single inch of her skin smelled and tasted divine, and my spent cock was already starting to come back to life. I felt so alive perched between her legs, paying her all the attention I had in my heart to give her, and that was exactly where Ally was for me. She was under my skin, driving me crazy, and making my heart swell. I wanted to ravish her every day, and if that was every day for the rest of my life, that would be the most amazing thing that could ever happen to me. More than the band. More than the fame. It was most definitely all Allison.
I slid a little farther up the bed, delighting in the fact that she willingly spread her legs wider to let me in against her. I kissed feather-light kisses along both of her thighs and gazed up at her. She was biting her lip, looking like a vision of wanton beauty. "Tell me what you want."
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bsp; "You."
"Where do you want me?"
She closed her eyes, as though she was summoning the courage to tell me.
"Inside me," she breathed out. "God, I need you inside me."
I didn't need any more invitation than that, and I sank my mouth down over her pussy and swept my tongue through her heavenly wetness. Her taste flooded my senses and I couldn't help but moan against her cunt.
"Holy fuck, you taste amazing," I breathed, and swept my tongue over her again before settling in to surround her clit with my mouth and suck on it.
"Ohhh, Vinny!" She gasped as I increased the pressure on her. Her body trembled, her pussy grew wetter still, and I knew she was close already. The smell of her arousal, her wonderful sounds, and the thought that she was already full of my cum just hours before made me hard again. I needed to be inside her again, and it needed to be very soon.
I slid two fingers inside her and started to thrust them in and out of her, rough and demanding. Within seconds, her back arched, and she cried out as she came for the second time. Her juices covered my hand and face, and I was done.
I didn't give her time to recover this time. I pulled my hand out of her and moved swiftly up over her body, lining myself up with her entrance, and claiming her mouth with my own as I slammed my full length into her in one thrust.
She screamed out against my mouth, and I felt her clench around me. I had caught her unawares, but at just the right time to help her to another orgasm almost instantly. Several long deep thrusts were all she needed. Her cunt gripped me, and she moaned loudly against my lips.
"You feel so damn good when you come over my dick," I told her, smiling down at her, kissing her neck, letting her ride out her climax before I kept going.
I traced kisses across her collarbone and down to her breasts, wrapping my mouth around her nipple and groping her other breast in my hand. I started to thrust into her, deep, hard, and utterly unforgiving.
I lost count of the number of times she climaxed, but judging by how wet my groin was, I'm going to say that it must have been a lot. The more she did, the harder I fucked her, needing to find my own release deep inside her.
