Surrendering

by Ahren Sanders

  “Sweetheart, that’s great news. I’m not sure if I can go to all the shows, but I can go to the one in Atlanta. What do the guys think?”

  “They’re happy about it, but they also don’t have serious girlfriends either.”

  “You can’t be serious; you’re worried about me? Aren’t you excited?”

  “Yeah, I’m psyched and nervous at the same time. This could be the start of something big, but it could also be nothing.”

  I reach up and take his face in both my hands so he has to look straight at me. “This is a really great thing, Declan, for you and the guys. I don’t know how this works, but if you succeed, your future could include places like this- The Ryman. I’ll look at my schedule tomorrow and see which shows I can go to with you. Where else are you going besides Atlanta?”

  “So far, Memphis and somewhere in Florida.”

  “Atlanta and Memphis should be easy for me; we’ll have to see about Florida. I have some projects due in a few weeks.”

  “I know, baby, and we’ll work around that. I need you with me.”

  “Afraid of the temptation on the road?” I tease him.

  “No, smartass, I need a roommate that doesn’t snore and who doesn’t leave shit in the toilet when he’s done.” He teases me back.

  I smack his arm because that’s crass. “That’s not really a convincing invite babe.”

  He leans down and says very seriously, “I can tell you without a shadow of a doubt, you don’t have to worry about me and any temptation. I’ve become completely enchanted with a certain brunette with blues eyes and a killer body.”

  I smile and melt into him. I give him a long, slow, and very wet kiss. I feel a hand on my shoulder pulling me away.

  “What the fu…” I stop when I see Robbie’s face. He’s not amused at all. He gives Declan an evil glance and turns back to me.

  “You need to stop sucking face. Did you forget Dad’s guys are all over the place? One of the leads just told me some guy had backed my sister in a corner with his mouth to her ear. Do you want Dad to have a heart attack? It’s bad enough he saw Declan’s hickey and called me about it hyperventilating. How do you think he’ll handle it if his staff tells him about you making out at the Ryman?”

  Declan laughs behind me, but I don’t think this is funny. “Robbie, you’re a hypocrite! How many times have you been caught in an empty room with some random girl at these things? I’ll tell you- too many. Dad never said shit to you. You were practically a legend at the John Mayer concert. So get off my case.”

  “No can do, RJ. Number one, I’m a guy so it’s much more acceptable among other guys. Number two, you’re my sister so please keep your tongue in your mouth for a few hours.”

  “You’re infuriating! Are you always this bossy?”

  “To you, yes. Now for the other reason I came over. John has asked that we stay back after the concert until they can get the band to their bus. Even though this is a charity event, they expect it to be pandemonium back here when the meet and greet starts. There’s a room in the back we can hang in for a while. Dad made sure it was available.”

  I know John is one of my dad’s top security guys and he’s worked with Robbie and Finn. I hope he isn’t the one who reported my public make out session to Robbie.

  We join everyone else and watch the roadies change out the stage equipment to get ready. There’s loud movement behind us and I turn to see all the members of The Wilde Ones making their way to the stage. Oh my- River Wilde is even hotter in person than I could’ve imagined. I discreetly take out my phone and snap a few pictures. I guess I wasn’t so discreet because he looks directly at me and smiles. My face flares with embarrassment; I’m busted.

  Declan laughs beside me; he knows I’m caught too. “Do you want me to ask him to take a picture with you?”

  “That would be a no; I learned a long time ago not to take advantage. I’m fine with just my snapshots.”

  “Okay, babe, but this is a once in a lifetime opportunity. You could show your children pictures of you and a hot lead singer for a famous band one day.”

  “I already have pictures of you and me, honey.”

  His eyes take on a soft glow. He reaches around and squeezes my ass as he plants a short kiss on my nose.

  “When we get home tonight, you’ll be rewarded for that.” He says softly in my ear.

  I feel the moisture between my legs. I’m not going to be able to wait until we get home tonight.

  The music starts and we all make our way to the side stage watch the show. Abbi, Ella, and I dance and sing to the lyrics we know. The guys hang back and watch. I need to find the bathroom so I excuse myself and head down the hallway. I’m not paying attention to anything when I feel a strong hand grab my arm.

  “Hey, baby, where you going?” He slurs at me. I try to remove my arm from his grasp, but he holds tight.

  “It’s none of your business where I’m going. Let go of me.”

  He drops my arm, but slides his hands around my hips trapping me against a wall. “We’re all alone back here. I think we should take advantage of that, don’t you?” He leans in closer to kiss me.

  I push against his chest. “You asshole! I’m here with my boyfriend. I’m not some groupie. Get away from me!”

  “Playing hard to get, I like that. Tell me, where is this boyfriend of yours?” He slides his hand around and cups my ass.

  “He’s right here, you fucking prick! I suggest you remove yourself now before I remove you.” Declan growls from behind him. His voice is full of rage.

  The guy turns around and straightens his stance. He snarls, “This is a private conversation; I suggest you find another girl for awhile.” He turns back to me and tries to put his hands on my hips again. I push against him and he stumbles back. I’m just about to kick him in the balls, but I don’t get the chance.

  Declan grabs him by the throat and pushes him against the opposite wall. “I don’t think you understand; that’s my girl and I don’t share. So don’t fucking touch her, talk to her, or look at her again tonight. Or I will lay your ass out.”

  The guy is struggling, but Declan just slams him back against the wall. I see two security guards coming our way. By the time they reach us, Declan has let the guy go, but he’s gasping for air.

  “What’s going on here?” One of them asks. I think his name is Bob.

  “This fucking, crazy son of a bitch just attacked me.”

  Bob looks around and sees me against the wall and the expression on Declan’s face. He puts the situation together.

  “You’re one fucking idiot Jones. Did you just try to hit on the Head of Security’s daughter? Not only are you an idiot, but you’re looking for a death wish. Besides the band, this girl is the most protected person in this auditorium. I suggest you go back to your bus until the show is over and you break down the stage.”

  Jones looks between Declan and me and he looks embarrassed. I guess getting scolded and being told you’re an idiot can do a number on your ego. “I’m sorry,” he mutters as he rushes away.

  Declan spins me around by my shoulders and forces me to look at him. “You know that reward you were going to get tonight? It just turned into punishment.”

  “Dec, I was just going to the bathroom.”

  “Well, come on. I’ll escort you there and back. You don’t leave my sight again tonight.”

  He drags me down the dimly lit hallway to the bathrooms and waits outside for me. He seems mad at me. The thought of him punishing me is a little bit of a turn on and I tingle all over. When I’m finished, I join him in the hall and he still looks angry. I slide my body against his and slowly kiss my way up his neck, jawline, and finally, his lip ring. “Baby, are you mad at me?”

  He sighs against my lips, but doesn’t pull back. “You realize I almost broke that guy’s nose? All I could think about was the image of his filthy hand on your ass.”

  “Well, let’s replace that image with your hands on my ass.” I reach d
own and place his hands on me. I feel him getting hard against my denim skirt.

  “Baby, what’re you doing? We are in the middle of a hallway. Don’t start something you can’t finish.”

  “Are you saying you’ve never had sex in the hallway at a concert?”

  “No, I have, but you haven’t. I didn’t care about those girls, but I do care about you. I’m serious; I don’t share you, with anybody.”

  I’m so hot that I can’t handle it. I grab his hand and pull him behind me until I locate the door I’m looking for. I lead him into the room and lock the door. It’s a sparsely furnished room with just a table and couch. He looks at me confused.

  “You see, Declan; I want the reward portion of the evening to start now. We can get to the punishment portion at home. I want you now.” I hop up and wrap my legs around him. He grins and holds me while he balances us. My skirt is so short, his hands are holding my ass. He takes advantage of the position and slides his fingers under the hem of the lace of my panties. He hits my slick entrance immediately.

  “You are so fucking wet.”

  “I know, and I’ve pretty much been this way all night.”

  “You have? Why?”

  “Because when I picked out this skirt, it was for this reason. I wanted you to be able to get to me easy.”

  “You’re killing me here.”

  “Well quit talking.”

  That’s all it takes. He crashes his mouth down on mine while working his fingers in and out of me. The first orgasm hits me hard. The adrenaline and excitement has me right on edge. I move back slightly to unbutton his jeans and push them down. His boxers follow and he slams into me. I cry out and feel him all the way in to my stomach. He stops for a minute. The look in his eyes shows the same need and hunger I feel at this moment.

  He starts to withdraw and then plows back into me. Over and over he pulls almost all the way out then slams back. I feel the sweat starting to slide down my back. I lift up a little to tease him, but he yanks my ass closer to him. He squeezes hard and moans. I throw my head against the door and arch my back. He continues to move in and out, but slows down. The slower movements intensify the scraping inside of me.

  He starts licking and nibbling at my neck and I feel myself getting close again. I tighten my muscles around him and I can tell he feels the pressure. He looks into my eyes and a grin passes over his face.

  “You do that again, this will be over. I feel the constriction all the way to my balls.”

  “Dec, please, I’m so close.”

  He closes his mouth over mine and sucks at my tongue. My nipples are strained against my shirt, absorbing all the friction they can. He grinds into me, hitting my clit at the right spot each time.

  “Come on, baby. Let go.” He slams back into me again and I bite his neck to stifle my cry. The waves of pleasure are rolling all over my body. I feel him join me a second later. We just hold onto each other panting.

  “That was fucking incredible. I swear I felt every muscle in you.” He says against my head.

  “Um hmm,” is the only response I can give.

  “Can’t talk?” He chuckles at me.

  I shake my head. I loosen my legs and he pulls out of me, putting me on the ground. I rearrange my now soaked panties and run my hands over my clothes to adjust. He grabs my hands and leads me through the door. We stop by the bathroom for me to clean up. When we get back to the group, Abbi comes to me with worry on her face. “What happened to you? You’ve been gone forever.”

  Shit, will they figure out what we were doing?

  “She had a problem going to the bathroom, but I took care of him. Apparently, Tripp was right; she does need an escort all night.” Declan answers for me. Tripp hears this and punches Declan in the shoulder.

  “Told you man. You get in a fight?”

  “Nah, security was there before I got my first punch. Motherfucker is lucky.”

  Robbie shakes his head and I roll my eyes. I’m not sure, but I think I see Finn smiling. I guess I didn’t pay enough attention all those years I came to the shows with these guys. Maybe they really were protecting me.

  The show ends and we go back to the designated room. We meet a few other people from Dad’s company. I see a guy I recognize from one of my classes and walk over to say hello. I think his name is Brent.

  “It’s Brent, right? I’m Raven Hayes; I think we have Organizational Development together.”

  He grins, “Yeah, its Brent. We do have OD at the same time. I recognized you earlier, but didn’t have a chance to talk to you.”

  “Ironic, you and I meeting backstage at a concert when we’ve spent almost a whole semester in the same room.” I laugh. “What’d you think of the show?”

  “Awesome. I’m a pretty big fan. The backstage access was a gift from my uncle who works for the security group. Not sure I’ll ever go back to the seats again. You?”

  “I know! I love being back here, all the energy and activity makes for a much more enjoyable concert experience. My dad’s in security too so we all got passes tonight.” I swing my arm to indicate our large group. I look back at him and I notice he’s paled and has locked eyes on something. I turn my head to see Declan glowering with his arms crossed. He’s pissed again. I try to diffuse the situation with a small wave, but he doesn’t smile back. Instead, he stalks over to us and possessively puts both hands on my hips.

  “Babe, who’s your friend?” He says loud enough for Brent to hear.

  “This is Brent. He’s in one of my classes. Brent, this is my boyfriend, Declan Collins.”

  Brent’s face falls slightly, but he covers it up and extends his hand towards Declan. “Nice to meet you man.”

  Declan shakes his hand silently. I elbow him to be polite, but he doesn’t say another thing.

  “Babe, we can probably go soon. I think we’re going to walk around Broadway for a little while.” He takes my hand possessively and pulls me away before I can properly say good-bye, but I manage to get out, “See you next week, Brent.”

  He smirks at me. “I look forward to it.”

  I stop suddenly because I run right into Declan’s chest. His eyes are darker than usual and I know he’s still upset. “Dec, I didn’t do anything wrong. I was just talking to a class mate. He was nice.”

  He lets out a long sigh and seems to calm down. “Sparkle, you have no idea, do you? That guy was eye-fucking you from the moment we walked in. I pegged his stare and tried to send him the message you were taken. Then you pranced over in your barely-there clothing and he thought he hit the mother lode.”

  “I think you may be overreacting a little.”

  “No, I’m not. When you weren’t looking at his eyes, he was sizing you up. He gazed a little too long on your tits for my liking. So when he saw my stare, he knew he was caught.”

  “Jesus, you’re jealous! How do you think I feel when I watch your shows and every girl in the room is trying to find a way to fuck you?” I say a little too loudly because I see people looking at us.

  He leans down to my ear so no one can eavesdrop, “I think your being jealous is a turn on. So don’t think you can win this argument. No more hitting it up with pretty boy. He wants in your pants. And if you haven’t caught on yet, your ass is practically on display.” He shifts so he can kiss my ear before he stands up and grabs my hand again. We join the group and head out for a night on Broadway.

  Chapter 28

  Lucky Man

  Robbie and I decided we would have Thanksgiving at my house since my parents would be gone and I’d cook. Robbie wanted to eat later in the day so that some of our friends could join us after spending time with their families.

  While I was at the Veteran’s Day Parade, we discussed our plans with my parents. We decided to do a joint Thanksgiving/birthday celebration the week after the actual holiday. My parents felt terrible for missing the weekend, but my dad needs to help his friend with an investigation over the holiday weekend.

  Sunday before the ho
liday, all three of the Collins are in the kitchen having a hushed conversation. When I walk in the room, they immediately stop talking.

  “What’s up, guys?”

  “We were just talking about our plans for Thanksgiving.” Ella answers. The tone in her voice alerts me that there is more to the story. She looks away and I see Declan grinning at me out of the corner of my eye. Abbi looks the other direction.

  “Why are you all being weird? What are your plans?”

  No one answers at first. Declan walks over and settles behind me. He wraps his arms around my waist and lowers his mouth to my ear. “We were wondering if you would invite us to your Thanksgiving dinner here.”

  “Why would you need an invite? This is your house too?” I point to Abbi and Ella.

  “Well, we know your parents are out of town and we didn’t want to crash your plans with Robbie.”

  “You guys are my family too; of course we can celebrate together. What about your dad? Won’t he be upset if you guys don’t go home?”

  “No, we’ll invite him here. He hasn’t been to town in a while and a change of scenery will be good for him.”

  I get a pit in my stomach; I haven’t met their dad yet and I’m not sure what all he knows about me. Declan feels me tense up and holds me tighter. “Babe, my dad is awesome. He knows about you from all of us. He also knows I’m head over heels in love with you. It’s time we introduce you. Besides, he’d love to meet Robbie too.”

  I relax my head against his chest. I know their dad has to be incredible because his children are amazing.