When the hostess arrives, her eyes nearly bug out of her head when she sees us standing there. “Holy shit, you’re Renegade,” she squeals and covers her mouth. “I’m so sorry.” She picks up the menus and tells us to follow her.
I can’t help but chuckle and Brooklyn elbows me in the side. I look down at her and she’s smiling. “What?” I ask.
“Nothing, I just love how you don’t act like you’re as big a deal as you are,” she says and shrugs her shoulders.
I want to kiss her right here, right now, but I’m not sure how she’d act. Instead I lean over and kiss her head. For the first time she wraps her arm around my waist and I smile down at her.
“Brooke?” We hear and every one of us freezes.
Brooklyn, slowly turns her head, but I whip mine to the side. “Oh Hank,” she says and I tighten my hold on her.
So this is the dick that never treated Brooklyn the way she deserved. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t grateful, because of his stupidity she’s mine. Sticking my hand out to him I say, “Hey man, I’m Fitz.” He looks at my hand like I’m holding a piece of dog shit, before clasping his hands in front of himself. “Friendly thing aren’t you,” I mumble and Ethen busts out laughing.
“So, this is why you changed? To fit in with these,” he pauses and I’m getting really pissed now, “people.” He shakes his head and I see where her low self-esteem comes from.
“Well, you’re as charming in real life as I’ve heard. I’m Poppy and these people are the band Renegade. We love Brooklyn and she didn’t change for us, we changed for her,” she says and I grin.
“I’m not here to make a scene. I was just stating the obvious,” he says and starts to turn his back.
“And what’s that?” I hiss. Brooklyn, rests her hand on my stomach to try to keep me calm, but I’m fucking boiling mad now.
She looks at me and smiles. “Hank!” Brooklyn yells, getting him to turn back around. “Don’t ever disrespect my friends again.” He rolls his eyes and I take a step to him because I’m going to knock his fucking head off. “I’ve got this,” she whispers to me and looks back to him. “My boyfriend is seriously protective and doesn’t take kindly to your tone and neither do I.” I look down at her and smile. That’s the first time she’s called me her boyfriend and I’m no longer pissed off anymore.
“Hey, you want to slum it that’s your deal,” he says and rushes off when I go at him, but Ethen holds me back.
Poppy gets our attention and snaps at us to get into the private room. We do and once in there, I’m pacing. Slum it, what a fucking dickhead. I could fucking buy him if I wanted to.
“Relax Fitz. Brooklyn told you what an asshole he is,” Poppy says.
I look over to see Brooklyn standing by the table twisting her hands together. Fuck, I’m such an asshole. I go to her and pull her into my arms. “I’m sorry. He just pissed me off.”
She shakes her head against my chest and lets out a sigh. “No, I’m sorry. I tried to get a rise out of him. I shouldn’t have done that.”
Smiling, I pull back a bit so she looks at my face. “I thought it was hot. Plus, you called me your boyfriend,” I say and give her a wink.
She laughs and the night is back to where it was. We all enjoy the food, talk and have a few drinks. Even Brooklyn has a glass of wine, which makes her more comfortable with touching me in front of everyone. We laugh about Hank after a while and beg Brooklyn to tell us where he lives so we can go bother him. She just laughs and refuses to say.
Right before the check comes Ralph asks, “What time are we heading out tomorrow?” I know he is just asking, but it reminds me that Brooklyn might not be with me this time tomorrow.
“We need to be on the road by ten. The label wants us to stop for a few promo pictures on the way, so we are meeting a photographer,” Poppy says cuddling into Nate’s side.
I don’t really pay much attention to the rest of the talk, my head is consumed with what Brooklyn is going to do. I think back to Hank and now I really hope that she stays with me. If that is the kind of ridicule she is going to get around here, she’s better off. Not to mention, I don’t know how I will continue this tour without her. If I’m not with her, I’ll be constantly thinking of her or worrying about her.
“Fitz,” Ethen yells, snapping me out of my thoughts.
“What?” I ask, looking around.
Brooklyn laughs and the rest of them join in. “We’re leaving,” Brooklyn says and that’s when I realize they are all standing. Shit.
Once we get back to the bus, Brooklyn tugs my hand to keep me back from everyone. “I need to talk to you.”
Fuck, here it is. She’s going to tell me her decision and I’m man enough to admit, I’m nervous. I nod my head and wait for everyone to go inside. “What’s up?” I ask, feeling defensive already.
“Well, considering you need to be on the road at ten and I need to be to work by eight, I think I need to head home tonight,” she says with sadness in her eyes.
It doesn’t do anything for me though, I’m pissed, upset and heartbroken. “Seriously? After everything that happened this weekend you can just walk away again?”
She grabs fistfuls of my shirt and yanks me down to her, slamming her mouth to mine. It shocks me, but I recover quickly and lift her up. She wraps her legs around me and pushes her hands into my hair. I don’t want this kiss to end, because I’m terrified when it ends so does this. I back up until her back hits the bus. I want to yank her top down and free her tits, I want to push her skirt up the rest of the way and fuck her. Unfortunately, she breaks the kiss, breathing heavily.
“Fitz, listen to me. I want you to come back to my place for the night,” she says, grinning at me.
“Fuck yes,” I say and she giggles. I search her eyes and with my heart pounding with nerves I say, “What happens after tomorrow, because I have to leave. Even though I’d love to stay here with you, I need to go.”
She presses her lips to mine and smiles against them. “Fitz, I have no idea what the future holds. So much has changed for me the last two months. Thing is, I realize that the only time I’m truly happy is when I’m with you. So, yes tomorrow you’ll leave and I’ll stay here, but only for a few days.” That gets my attention and I search her eyes. “I’m ready to figure out what my dream is and I’m pretty sure it begins here.”
After we share another earth shattering kiss, he tells everyone he is coming home with me and will be back in the morning. We walk off to find my car and I’m a bit nervous. Having left my car at the concert venue, I was concerned it wouldn’t be there, but thank goodness it was. We are almost to my house and he’s done nothing, but touch me the entire drive, making it very difficult to concentrate on driving.
When we pull into the driveway I look at him and smile. “This is it. I know it’s not much, but it’s mine,” I say and open the door.
He follows behind me and once I have the door unlocked, we step inside. He looks around, taking it all in. I toss my keys and purse on the counter and ask him if he wants anything. I feel him step up behind me and his arm snakes around me. “The only thing I want is you,” he whispers in my ear and my body reacts right away. “Show me your bedroom.”
I turn around and lick my lips before nodding my head. “It’s just down the hall,” I say not wanting to break this trance he seems to have over me.
As if he can read my mind he lifts me up and spins us around, sitting me on the counter. He steps between my legs and yanks me closer to the edge. He doesn’t say a word, just reaches up and tugs my top down, causing my heavy breasts to spill out.
He growls and looks up at me. “You had no bra on all day?” I nod my head and he curses.
Leaning forward he licks at my hard nipples before sucking one into his mouth. “Oh God,” I moan. He does the same to my other breast and I can feel my wetness soaking my panties. Using his hands he squeezes them before biting down on my nipples, causing me to yell out.
“Fuck, I need you on
your bed,” he says and lifts me up, carrying me down the hall to my room. I nod to the door and he pushes it open, stepping inside. He places me down and looks around, before looking back at me. He moves to me and runs his thumb down my cheek and across my lip. “Can you handle it a bit rough tonight? The need to fuck you hard is overwhelming.”
My pussy aches with a want I’ve never known as I nod my head. “Yes.”
We both become all hands as we try to get each other’s clothes off and once we are down to just underwear. He steps back and leaves me standing there. “Slide off your panties and get on the bed, on your hands and knees,” he demands.
I do exactly as he says and when my ass is in the air, I feel more exposed to him than I’ve ever been. Everything is heightened right now because I don’t know what to expect. I’m excited and nervous, when I feel the bed dip behind me. I turn my head and see him rolling on a condom.
He looks up and grins at me. “You need to tell me if it’s too much.” I nod my head and he reaches forward rubbing my ass. “Damn, this ass is perfect. I’m going to fuck it one day,” he says and for some reason I like the idea of that. He continues to lightly rub my ass and it causes me to break out in goose bumps. Suddenly, he slaps my ass, hard. I yell out and it is part pain, part pleasure. “Fuck, you like that don’t you?”
“Oh God, yes,” I moan out, not even feeling in control of the words flowing out of me. He smacks me again, but this time he slams his cock into me at the same time. “Fuck.”
His fingers dig into my hips and he is fucking me at a punishing fast pace. It feels so good and I’m definitely not going to last long. “Oh fuck Brooklyn, you feel so good,” he hisses, smacking me again.
It is all so overwhelming. His fast, rough speed, balls slapping my ass and his fingers digging into me. I’m so close, I can feel my body tightening and starting to tingle. “I’m so close Fitz.”
He reaches around and rubs my clit, evoking a scream out of me. “Oh fuck Brooklyn, come baby,” he grits through closed teeth.
He continues to pound into me and rubs my clit, but when he slaps my ass, it causes my orgasm to rip through me. “Fuck Fitz,” I scream.
This orgasm seems to go on and on as he continues his punishing rhythm. He grabs onto my hips and digs his fingers in so deeply that it actually hurts, before shouting my name as his release finds him. After he is done pumping his release into me, I collapse on the bed, my body feeling sore, but completely satisfied.
Fitz lays next to me and pulls me to him. I lift my head and he captures my mouth. This kiss is so sweet and soft, the exact opposite of the way he just fucked me. When we break apart he gives me a sad smile. “I’m going to miss you,” he confesses.
“I’m going to miss you too, but it’s only a few days. I need to pack, get things settled at work and drive up to where ever you are. I’ll call you every day,” I say.
He climbs on top of me and pushes the hair off my face. I love when he does that, it’s such a sweet gesture. “Alright, I get it. Honestly, I do. Just one change in your plan, I will have a car bring you to where we are.” I go to interrupt and he places a kiss on my lips, quieting me. “No, listen. If you drive, that means you’ll need to drive every time we end a show. So, you tell me when you’re ready and I’ll have a car here.”
I give him a grin and a quick kiss on the lips. “Alright, I see the point in that.”
He props himself up on his elbow and I turn my head toward him. “I just want you to know something.” I turn onto my side and mimic his position. “When we are on tour it gets crazy. There are groupies, fans and well you know about the paparazzi. There will be after parties, where there is a lot of drinking, flirting and sex.” I raise my eyebrows and he chuckles. “Only sex for me is with you baby, but Ethen and Ralph will bring girls back to the bus. I just want you to be prepared for all of it.”
It’s overwhelming to think that all of this happens and that I will be in the mix of it. I’ve never been around anything like this and I don’t know what to expect. I could hate every minute of it, I could see green with jealousy, but the thought of not trying and regretting it is even worse. Not being with Fitz doesn’t seem to be an option for me anymore. I need him.
“It’s going to take time to get used to and I can’t promise I’ll love it. I can honestly say that being with you is why this decision was made so easily for me,” I say and smile.
He wraps his strong arms around me and holds me close. “Thank you for giving this a chance, for giving me a chance.”
There is so much I want to say, so much I want him to know, but I simply nod my head. We stay wrapped around each other like this and sleep begins to pull me under.
I am suddenly woken up by the screaming of the alarm and I jump up, looking around. It is only six thirty and I’m in bed alone. My heart sinks and I lay back down, resting my cheek on my hands. Damn, I wanted to say goodbye. I wanted one more kiss, one more hug because I think these next few days will feel like a lifetime. I roll over and look for a note, but see nothing. I sit up and check my cell phone and nothing. Climbing out of bed, I grab my bathrobe off the closet door and pad out to the living room. Just as I reach the kitchen, the front door swings open and I let out a squeal.
“Oh shit, I’m sorry Brooklyn. I didn’t mean to scare you, I thought you’d still be asleep,” Fitz says, holding a bag and two coffees.
Relief floods me and I rush to him, wrapping my arms around him. He does the same, the best he can with everything in his hands and I smile. “I thought you left without saying goodbye,” I say.
He pulls back and puts everything in the kitchen, so I follow. Once his hands are free he traps me with both his arms against the counter and looks down at me. “I will never leave you, not without saying goodbye. I wanted to surprise you with breakfast.”
My heart beats madly inside my chest as butterflies swim in my stomach. “I’m glad because I was missing you already,” I admit.
Without another word he leans forward and kisses me. I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him back with everything I feel and I hope to hell he can feel it. When we break apart he grins at me. “Just think about how we will need to reacquaint each other with our bodies when you get there,” he says, flashing me a wicked grin. Damn, he does things to me with the simplest of words. “Now, let’s eat because I know you need to get ready for work soon.”
We sit on the couch and enjoy our bacon and egg sandwiches and coffee. I adore that he knows how I take my coffee, that he seems to know what I’ll eat and that he hasn’t stopped touching me since we sat down. It’s things like this, bringing me breakfast that is so simple, yet mean so much. It was never in my routine, therefore I’ve always either made my own or went to get my own. I’ve missed out on a lot over the years and I’m not going to keep missing out.
After I nearly finish my coffee, I tell him I need to shower and he eyes me up and down, making me laugh. Once I’m in the shower and surrounded by my coconut scent, I realize it’s almost time to say goodbye to Fitz. It’s hard, I don’t want to do it, but I know I need to. I’m also a bit nervous about what will happen at work, but it’s not stopping me. I’m going on tour with Renegade.
The curtain pulls open and Fitz stands there, completely naked. “I told you I wanted to run my hands on your naked, wet body,” he says and steps in.
I back up a bit, giving his massive body room and take in the site before me. He’s by far the sexiest man I’ve ever seen, but multiply that by a thousand when you see the water running down his muscles. It’s like the water emphasizes every curve and line he has. I look up at his face and he grins at me. I move a step closer and reach out with a shaking hand and trace his muscular chest. He sucks in a breath and it turns me on knowing I am effecting him like this. I add my other hand and touch every inch of his now wet skin on his stomach, chest and arms. “How did I get so lucky?” I whisper, honestly wondering how. This man is a fucking God, and he wants me.
Fitz grabs me and runs
his hands down my back, resting them on my ass and kisses me. Having his wet body pressed against me, his hands on me and the water spilling down on us is incredibly hot. Even in the water I can feel my pussy getting wet.
He breaks the kiss and his blue eyes shine with pure happiness. “I’m the lucky one, don’t ever question that,” he says and lifts me up. “You are so fucking beautiful,” he continues and places a kiss on my neck. “So incredibly sexy.” He sucks on each of my nipples, causing me to moan. “So innocently pure.” He kisses down both my shoulders, before lifting his head and looking right into my eyes. “So perfectly mine.”
I feel tears stinging my eyes and blink them back. “You have no idea how your words make me react,” I say.
He puts me down and reaches out of the shower, grabbing a condom. He rips it open and rolls it on quickly, before lifting me back up. “And you have no idea how everything about you makes me react.”
I feel his hard cock at my entrance and whimper, wanting nothing more than to have him inside me. He backs up until my back touches the cool tile and once it does, he pushes inside me. “Oh Fitz.”
The sound of him slamming into me with our wet bodies is intense. I press my lips to his and he fucks my mouth, like he fucks my pussy. We both use our greedy hands to touch the other, while our bodies move in sync, building toward our release.
“Fuck Brooklyn, I can never get enough of you,” he says, kissing down my neck.
“I feel the same way,” I moan out when he bites down on my neck. The water is just heightening how amazing this feels and I can feel my orgasm quickly coming. “I’m so close Fitz.”
He reaches down and rubs my clit and I swear I see stars, because my orgasm hits me so hard and so fast. I dig my nails into his back and scream his name and it echoes in the shower around us. He pumps into me a few more times before he grunts my name upon his release.
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