Running Scared (Running Hearts Book 2)

by Saffron Blu

  “Sam, I love what you’re doing and how your fingers feel, but I want to fuck you. Right now.”

  I pulled my mouth off his cock but kept my fingers going, making sure to hit his G-spot as I bit at my lip, wondering whether I should suggest what I was thinking. I didn’t want it to ruin the moment—his moment.

  “Sam… now. Please.”

  Deciding to risk it, I blurted out what was on the tip of my tongue. “I have a butt plug. Do you want to…?”

  “Oh god, yes. Is it in the… drawer?” His sentence was breathy, and I knew he was close.

  Wanting him to come inside me, I pulled my fingers out and pressed a kiss to his hip. “Yes. Grab a condom, too.”

  He twisted his body, and I knew he was actually looking in the drawer this time, not just blindly reaching inside. “You have a butt plug? Do you like anal play too, then?”

  I nodded when his eyes locked onto mine as he waited for my answer.

  He smiled. “Good, I like giving it, too.” He focused back on the drawer, pulling out the butt plug and condom. His hand flicked around in the drawer for another second before he pulled out my vibrator. “I’d love to fuck you with this while I take your ass one day if you’d be up for that.”

  Need started to pool in my stomach, and my pussy throbbed at the idea. “Yeah, I’d like that. A lot.” I couldn’t believe I was being so open about my sexual fantasies with him, but having just had my tongue where it was, I guessed we couldn’t really get any more intimate.

  Matt put the vibrator back in the drawer and passed the butt plug to my hand. “Do you want the honors?”

  I grinned. “I do.” I lubed up the toy and pressed it against his ass. “Ready?”

  “More than ready. Hurry up so I can fuck you already.”

  I did as he asked while he rolled on the condom, only pausing once to groan as he got used to the plug. He laid back and crooked a finger at me in a come-here gesture. I crawled up his body and straddled his hips, making sure to grind my pussy against the hard shaft lying against his stomach. We both moaned, and I crushed my mouth against his once I could reach it.

  Matt flipped us over, and I was suddenly on my back looking up into his hazel eyes, his pupils blown out with arousal. “You’re amazing. Do you know that?”

  “Maybe you should show me.”

  His fingers brushed against my pussy between us, and I let my legs drop apart, trying to give him all the room he needed. “You’re so fucking wet. You really do like anal play, even dishing it out.”

  I nodded, unable to speak as his finger slipped inside me, thrusting once, twice, before another finger joined it. After another couple of thrusts, his fingers left me, and I whimpered at the loss.

  “It’s all right, baby, I’m gonna fill you up with something else.” Matt pressed a kiss to my lips.

  I felt the tip of his cock brush against my opening and wrapped my legs around his thigh, trying to get him to enter me quicker.

  “Patience, Sammy.” The teasing was clear in his voice as he used my earlier words against me, but I didn’t care because he sank into me in one quick, deep thrust, and it felt amazing.

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  MATT

  Sam’s breaths were coming in a deep and steady rhythm which told me she was already asleep. I couldn’t quite manage the same as my mind was ticking over with thoughts about what she’d just done for me and how intimate we’d become from the one sexual encounter. No girl had ever played with my ass before. I’ll admit, for a split second, I worried Sam was only doing it because we’d spoken about Will, and maybe she thought if she did things he’d do, I wouldn’t want him. As she carried on without hesitation and seemingly working with experience, I realized she was doing something she wanted to do. Maybe even something she craved and needed too.

  It shouldn’t surprise me because every day I spent with her, I felt she was more and more perfect, like she was made for me.

  It was only an hour later that I heard my phone beep, and I reached over to silence it before it woke up Sam. Seeing an email from Gary, I clicked the notification to open it and couldn’t believe my eyes. It was an itinerary for Al, Kat, and Will’s flights. They’d be here in two days. The guy worked quickly, I’d give him that.

  If I’d read it earlier in the night, I would’ve been terrified, but after what Sam and I had just done, I felt like I could get through it. I could face my first love and maybe manage to mend a friendship while I was at it.

  Feeling more at peace than I had in a long time, I placed my phone back on the side table after clicking it to silent and pulled Sam tighter into my arms. I was soon drifting off to sleep with the feel of her heart beating beneath my palm.

  The two days passed by quicker than I’d imagined it would, and I found myself staring at the glass doors we’d been waiting for Aimee and Dom to walk out of less than a week earlier. The doors finally opened, and as my eyes fell on Will—an older-looking Will than I remembered—my heart skipped a beat as I was taken back to a long-forgotten day.

  I looked across the room, and my eyes found him immediately. It had been two days since we kissed, and I couldn’t stop thinking about him. His gentle kisses mixed with the rough stubble brushing against my lips were surprisingly sexy.

  Will’s attention was on the woman before him, and the fact that he seemed interested in her had jealousy raging through me. I needed to get a grip. He was one of my best buddies, and no one knew I even liked guys. Hell, I hadn’t known I liked guys until that kiss.

  As though he could feel me watching him, his eyes flicked across to mine. I didn’t know what he saw, but whatever it was, it had his brows almost hitting his hairline. Leaning forward, he gave the woman what looked like an apologetic smile as he said something I couldn’t decipher.

  Within seconds, he was striding up to me with a primal look on his face. “We need to leave,” he commanded, stepping around me and walking to the exit, ignoring anyone who tried to stop him on the way.

  I followed him without question. I didn’t know what was going on between us, but whatever it was and going by that look I’d seen on his face, I wasn’t the only one feeling it.

  Once out of the ballroom where the event had been happening, Will didn’t stop. Instead, he pressed the button on the elevator, and we stood in silence waiting for the doors to open. His shoulders were ramrod straight, and his tension was almost palpable.

  When the doors opened, there were a couple of girls in there who let out an excited whisper. We stood back and let them pass as they exited. Thankfully, they weren’t confident enough to stop us and ask for photos or autographs, or maybe they could sense the tension around us. It most certainly felt palpable to me, and I couldn’t wait to get somewhere more private, so I could find out what it would lead to.

  I was suddenly flooded with feelings, the same feelings I’d had all those years ago when we were kids messing around. We messed around a hell of a lot back then until Will had had enough of my hiding us behind closed doors and left the band.

  The good feelings were suddenly washed away by hatred of myself. I had a beautiful woman on my arm, one I’d fallen for in the last few weeks, and here I was still in love with a guy I hadn’t seen for years. How could I be in love with two people at once?

  Chapter Twenty-Five

  WILL

  The flight was as long as I’d imagine and so much more dreadful than I’d thought. The three of us had been seated together, which was great because we managed to play cards and chat about old times when we’d found ourselves bored of binge-watching whatever we’d found that caught our interest on the airline’s entertainment system. The worst thing about the entire time was that we had a poor single mom behind us with a baby who screamed nonstop and a slightly older kid—maybe five years old—who kicked my chair the majority of the way. I felt so sorry for her and hoped to god she had someone waiting for her on the other side of those arrival doors to take the kids off her hands, so she could enjoy some well-des
erved peace and quiet.

  I watched the bedraggled woman tug along the tired and cranky kid as the baby strapped to her chest in some strange carrier contraption slept soundlessly, looking like a sweet little angel. Those of us who were seated near her knew differently, though. She hurried past me and reached out for a large suitcase, missing it because the boy wouldn’t let go of her hand long enough to let her grab it. As the suitcase was within my reach, I pulled it off the conveyor belt, and after righting it on its wheels, I pushed it in her direction.

  “I believe this is yours?”

  She offered me a grateful smile, her shoulders drooping in relief. “Thank you so much.” She glanced at her son before giving me a sheepish look. “I’m so sorry about the chair kicking. I did keep telling him, but…”

  “It’s okay, it was a long flight for me, and I’m an adult. I can’t imagine how bored the little guy was.” I reached out and ruffled his hair, getting a giggle from him.

  “Thank you.” She sounded more appreciative than I’d have thought, but as the guy who sat beside her and her kids passed and glared at her, I realized why. It made me wonder if he’d been giving her looks like that during the flight or, even worse, making nasty comments to her. You could tell the poor woman felt bad enough as it was when she really couldn’t have changed the situation. For whatever reason, she needed to be on that flight and had every right to be on it just as he had. I hated people like that guy. If I’d have heard him, I’d have given him my two cents then and there on the flight.

  “Do you have someone out there waiting for you?” I asked, nodding to the gate, my eyes widened as I belatedly realized how that could’ve sounded like I was coming onto her. “I mean to help you get your bags in the car or whatever transport you’re using?”

  She laughed, clearly amused by my embarrassment, and nodded. “Yes, my husband. We’ve emigrated, and he came out first with his job, and they helped him get set up in a house.”

  “That’s amazing. Congratulations.” I caught sight of Al and Kat both giving me irritated looks, both of them having their suitcases in hand while mine was most probably going around on its fourth turn since I’d been too distracted to bother looking for it. I gave them a nod before turning my attention back to the woman before me. “It was lovely meeting you and your little ones. I wish you all the best for this new chapter in your life.”

  Seeing my bag coming up quickly and not wanting to miss it, I dashed off for it, not giving her a chance to thank me again. Since she’d said it to me several times already, I could hazard a guess that she’d have ended the conversation on it again.

  “That brat did nothing but kick your seat for ten hours straight, and you just ruffled his hair like he was a sweet little angel. Are you nuts, or do you just have a seriously bad memory?” Alberto asked as he weighed me up like he’d be able to see the answer to his question on me somehow.

  I laughed. “That poor mother had a worse flight than either of us. I was just being nice to her.”

  “Aww,” Kat crooned as she hooked her arm into mine and cuddled up to me. “You’re such a sweet guy.”

  Al pretended to gag. “I didn’t travel all the way to Australia to watch my sister flirt with my bandmate.” He frowned. “Jesus, I never thought I’d be saying that again. My bandmate…”

  The air around us seemed to turn serious, and I nodded. “I know the feeling. I never thought I’d be doing this. Not after I passed it up the first time.”

  Kat leaned back, just enough to weigh me up without actually letting me go. “Are you ever going to tell us the real reason why you walked away back then? Because I don’t think anyone believed whatever lie it was you spun.”

  I sighed. I wanted to tell them. Hell, I left because I didn’t want to hide, and then I hid anyway because I never told the truth about why I walked away from the band. I shook my head and shrugged at the same time. “I don’t know. Maybe one day.”

  I always hoped that one day things would change.

  Maybe one day Matt would see that we could be ourselves without the whole world hating us.

  And one day pigs might fly.

  Chapter Twenty-Six

  SAM

  I felt Matt stiffen beside me as a tall blond guy walked through the opened doors, and then I recognized the woman hanging off his arm as Kat, Dom’s sister and the drummer of Running Hearts.

  Alberto was just behind them, frowning over his shoulder at someone or something. Being an author, I couldn’t help but be curious about that little mystery, but I probably never would find out.

  The handsome blond smirked as his eyes landed on Aimee and Dom, who had taken a moment to share a kiss. “How come you two are always sucking face when I’m around?”

  “They’re always sucking face,” Matt stated, his voice shaking slightly with nerves.

  Will’s gaze turned to Matt. Leaving Kat, he changed direction and came to a stop before us. He was even better-looking close up. His blue eyes sparkled like sapphires, and his biceps were undeniably magnificent, bulging beneath his t-shirt with even the slightest of movements.

  “It’s been a long time since we saw each other, Will,” Matt offered, sounding nervous and unsure. “This is Sam… Samantha.” He flicked his gaze to me questioningly, obviously not knowing how I wanted to be introduced.

  Will offered me a smile and held his hand toward me. “It’s lovely to meet you, Samantha.”

  “You, too, Will. I’ve heard a lot about you.” His eyes flicked to Matt beside me, and I worried I’d said the wrong thing. Would the others be suspicious about the fact that Matt had been talking about Will to me, or would it be expected?

  “Matt. It’s good to see you again.” They shook hands and had an awkward man-hug moment that both didn’t seem comfortable doing. When they broke apart, I slipped my hand into Matt’s and gave it a gentle squeeze of reassurance.

  Will sighed. “It has been a long time.” He turned away, seemingly ending the conversation, but I heard his whispered, “too long,” wondering whether he meant for it to be heard or not.

  The longing in his voice made it clear I needed to find a way to get these two somewhere private so they could talk, and soon, because they both seemed to have a lot on their minds when it came to each other. I wanted them to at least clear the air and try to fix their friendship. Otherwise, I worried they’d never be able to work together. And that was exactly why they were all here. The band’s future relied on the five of them meshing and working together like a well-oiled machine.

  Will gave Dom a similar hug to Matt, only he looked much more relaxed this time. “And, fair warning, we don’t suck face half as much as these two,” I heard Dom state as he hooked a thumb over his shoulder, gesturing toward Matt and me.

  I gave him wide eyes and gasped, dropping my jaw to make my mouth an ‘O’ in mock offense.

  “You know it’s true,” Aimee said as she offered me a quirked brow.

  I huffed. “Fine. Whatever.” My lips quirked as I started to lose the ability to suppress my laugh.

  Kat pushed her way past Will and jumped at Dom. “We’re actually having a holiday in Australia. Can you believe it?”

  Dom laughed as he wrapped his sister in his arms. “I was having a holiday until Gary called and told me he was sending you guys to join me so we could work.”

  “Oh hush,” she said as she shoved at his chest playfully, making him take a step back. “Stop ruining my good vibes. Gary isn’t here to make sure we work twenty-four seven like he probably he intended, so I’m sure we can at least make this into a working holiday.”

  I liked that idea. When Aimee and I went on our trip to America, we’d planned to write as much as we could and, to be honest, we kind of failed there. So, it would be nice to get back to some writing and marketing for our businesses because our sales were most certainly suffering from the lack of authoring we’d been doing as of late.

  “Hey,” I tugged at Matt’s arm, pulling him out of a trance he seemed to hav
e fallen into somewhere along the way. “Are you okay?”

  He gulped in a deep breath and flicked his eyes from Will, who he’d been transfixed by, to me. “Yeah, sorry… I just—”

  I placed my finger over his lips, cutting him off. “You don’t need to explain. I understand.” And I did. He’d already told me about their past, therefore I was expecting some kind of reaction, so him freezing like that wasn’t unexpected. The corners of his mouth curled up into a small smile beneath my finger, and I pulled it away, satisfied he wasn’t going to try to explain more. I turned to look back at the others, so I could go and greet them, but Matt caught my bicep, turning me back to him and pressed an unhurried kiss to my lips.

  “Thank you,” he said against my lips before straightening and letting me finally turn toward the others.

  Alberto was chatting to Dom as Will and Aimee hugged each other like old friends. I belatedly realized Aimee had time to get to know everyone after she’d woken from her coma. She’d clearly made connections with these guys. It made me somewhat jealous that I’d not really had that chance. The only person I’d been able to get to know was Matt, and as much as I was grateful for that, it would’ve been nice to spend time with the people who obviously meant the world to him—his family—even if they were his chosen family.

  Kat’s beautiful face and her blonde pixie cut blocked my view of the others as she threw her arms around me and drew me into a full-body hug. “Hey, girl! If that kiss was anything to go by, Matt finally made a move. I’m so glad because once the paparazzi get a shot of you guys, they’ll know the stupid rumors of me and him were never true. Just because we aren’t related and are the opposite sex, it doesn’t mean we have to be dating.”