by Cat Mason
Breaking the kiss I nuzzle into his chest, my fingers tracing the shield over his heart. Gray’s hand running down my back, his rough finger tips dancing across my skin. I look down at Gray and laugh. “You realize you’re still wearing your pants?”
Sliding down his spread thighs, I pop the button on his jeans to free him. My eyes drift over his piercings making me lick my bottom lip. I’m dying to taste him, to swirl my tongue along the cool metal as his cock swells in my mouth. I want to listen to the sounds he makes when he comes.
He doesn’t give me the chance though, grabbing me around my waist, he slams me onto him. I bite my lip to keep from screaming as he moves against me. Gray’s hands clasp my hips hard, probably bruising me but I welcome the bite of pain. His fingers dig in deeper the faster our bodies move together. I fucking love it! The ladder on his shaft is rubbing against me with every smooth roll of his hips. My head falls back as I feel myself build toward another release.
“Don’t stop Gray. Harder.” I plead.
“Fuck baby. Dreamed about this. Couldn’t concentrate for shit. You’re all my thoughts revolve around no matter what I tell myself. I barely fuckin’ know you but I’ve dreamt of fucking you for days. The dreams didn’t do justice to the reality of how amazing it feels to get inside you baby.” He grunts as he rolls us so that I am on my back. Grabbing my hands, he pins them above my head. “You’re mine Daisy. I want you so fuckin’ much and I can’t fight it anymore. Can’t go slow baby.” He slams his hips against the back of my thighs, shoving us farther up the bed as he goes and this time I do scream. Loud.
My legs wrap tightly around his waist as he rolls his hips, increasing his thrusts. He is going to fuck my body through the wall but I don’t even care. Faster and faster he slams into me, completely losing all control as our bodies slide against each other. Every stroke is harder, so much better than the last until I explode around him. “Fuck!” I scream as my orgasm rips through me.
Leaning down he bites at my bottom lip smiling wickedly. “Mine Daisy, all fuckin’ mine. Landon never owned you. He never deserved one goddamn day that he had you.” He growls. Taking my mouth he stills against me, as I feel him filling me. His body shaking against mine as his orgasms rolls through him. Gray’s tongue moves against mine lazily, I soak it all in. He rolls us to our sides, pulling me into his chest. We lay still for a few minutes the only sounds are our calming breaths mixing with the hum of the bus heater.
“I don’t know how long before we’ll be missed. I don’t want anyone walkin’ in on us. That was just a taste baby. Gonna fuckin’ worship that body of yours Wildflower. So you need to know fuckin’ you proper the first time could take days. How you gonna confront Landon?” He asks breaking the silence as his eyes meet mine, I shrug.
“I don’t even know what to say to them.”
Gray strokes my lip with his thumb making me shudder. “He’s a stupid bastard for fuckin’ up what he had with you Daisy. Don’t let him get away with it. I’ll look at our contract with Tad. I want the bastard gone. Both of them if possible.” He says kissing me gently as he slides out from under me. “Sleep baby.” He whispers into my hair. I watch from the pillow as Gray grabs his shirt and laptop then leaves the room.
Unable to relax, I grab a t-shirt from the shelf then go to take a shower. There is no way I can face Landon with Gray’s scent all over me. Washing quickly since everyone will be back soon I jump out dry off with a towel and pull on the shirt. Gray’s scent overwhelms me again. Looking down I notice it’s his SHAFT shirt. The fact that I’m wearing his shirt makes me smile as I walk out and head to bed.
Settling under the covers I try to figure out what to say to Landon. He doesn’t even know that I saw them. Are Tad and Landon playing a game with all of us? The thought makes me nauseated. If they are, what else could they be hiding from us? Though the visions of what Gray and I have just done rolling through my mind make me cringe. How am I any different? I just gave Landon tit for tat. Hell, he doesn’t even know it yet. The train wreck cannot be avoided it is all going to burst into a massive fiery mess. I will be left standing in the ashes of my wrecked life. Plan shot all to hell. Hang on everyone I am fucking it up just as quickly as possible.
Chapter Eight
Pots and Kettles
“It’s not my fuckin’ place is it Landon?” I hear Gray shout from the front of the bus.
Jumping from the bed, I yank on a pair of my jeans that are in the floor. Flinging open the door I run up the aisle bumping into the damn bunks as I go. Landon and Gray are toe to toe in the living area about to rip each other apart. Their gazes drift to me as I enter the room.
“Daisy why didn’t you tell me you were feeling bad? I would’ve brought you back. We didn’t spend any time together.” Landon says sweetly as he turns from Gray to walk toward me.
“You looked pretty busy Landon.” I snap, making him jerk back as if I hit him. Just wait Landon I may just do that.
“What could I have possibly been doing Daisy? Nothing is more important than you.” Landon stutters as he reaches to caress my cheek. I turn away from his touch. “What’s wrong with you? Come here.” He purrs holding out his arms.
I shake my head. “No Landon. I think it would be better if you sleep out here tonight. Maybe I’ll be able to talk to you in the morning.” I say turning away from them. “Gray if you sleep in the bedroom tonight, be sure to lock the damn door when you come in yeah?” I toss out storming down the aisle shoving around Hunter as I go then slam the door behind me.
I barely have time to kick out of my jeans and sit on the bed before Landon comes flying into the room. His chest is heaving and his eyes blazing with rage. Grabbing my arms he pulls me up against him glaring in my eyes. “What the fuck is wrong with you Daisy? You bail on our night out, a night that you wanted so damn badly. Now you are punishing me? What did I ever do to you?” He growls angrily. Shaking my arm loose from his grip, I slap him hard across the face.
“I saw you!” I scream as I pound my fists against his chest. “I saw Tad getting you off under the table while I was dancing you bastard!”
Landon’s face goes pale white. He releases me, letting me crumple to the floor in a heap. Sobbing into my hands, I refuse to meet his face. “Daisy…” He whispers and I shake my head. “Daisy… please.” He begs. “Let me explain. You don’t understand.”
“No, I can’t! Just go. Landon the betrayal, all the lies have shattered my trust in you. Shattered US and everything we had! How can we ever get that back…” I scream into my hands. Stopping myself from saying how much it all really has changed.
“It meant nothing. It was just the alcohol I swear it just happened so fast. I love you Daisy.” He says and I just shake my head.
“I can’t talk to you right now Landon. Please just leave me alone.”
Turning away he nods, “I will fix everything. I promise, no matter what it takes. I’ll fix it. I can’t lose you.” Jerking open the door, Landon comes face to face with Gray. Gray looks murderous as he shoves past his brother. “She told you didn’t she?” Landon asks.
“She didn’t have to.” Gray spits.
Landon’s face goes ashen, obviously realizing how exposed they really were. Turning, he walks from the room leaving me alone with Gray. Shutting the door, Gray flips the lock just as I had asked him to do. Tugging his shirt over his head, he tosses it to the floor. I watch his chest ripple as he walks to where I am on my knees in the floor, lifts me into his arms before settling us in the bed.
“Proud of you baby.” He whispers nuzzling my hair.
I wrap my arms around him, inhaling his scent as the tears fall down my face, wetting his chest. He just holds me, running his fingers in small circles along my back. “G-Gray?” I whisper through my tears. “I’m going home tomorrow.”
Turning my chin up with his fingers Gray’s hard gaze meets my face. “You aren’t going anywhere. If you’re done with Landon that’s fine baby. Good riddance. I’ll be fuckin’ e
cstatic, but you aren’t leaving.”
“Why?” I ask. What reason could he possibly have for me to stay? I am done with Landon. Whether he admits it or not I don’t see a reason how Landon and I could ever come back from this. He betrayed me. Then in classic crotch-cricket fashion, I rub my legs together and I fuck his brother in the bed we have been sleeping in together for days. The only thing remaining to be seen is which am I, the pot or the kettle? I thought that the tour would bring us closer together. That it would be good for us. Oh how wrong I had been.
So my fiancé is experimenting with Tad? Is that what that was? Or did Tad just grab his junk, taking advantage of an alcohol fueled situation? Is that why Landon doesn’t usually drink? Could it really have gone down how Landon said it did? If that’s true then why didn’t he stop it? If only he had been dancing with me none of this would have happened. All the thoughts in my head are spinning. I can’t wrap my head around any of this. The only thing I realize is my heart isn’t broken like I thought it would be. It’s taken a hit but still beating. I close my eyes, settling against Gray’s chest as his final words turn my world upside down.
“Because I need you.” He whispers so softly I almost don’t hear him. I lay there against him, even out my breathing pretending to be asleep. He rolls us then curls up against me. “Good night my Wildflower.” He whispers kissing my temple then settles down to go to sleep.
***
“Well I’ll be damned.” I jolt awake, nearly jumping out of the bed when Aiden’s voice wakes me. “Awful fuckin’ cozy aren’t we?” He asks as he pulls Camaron in with him and shuts the door.
Cam sits on the edge of the bed as Gray jerks up, glaring at Aiden. “What the fuck man? Where did you get a goddamn key?”
“Be glad it was me not Landon. He has been pacing up and down the damn aisle all night long asking everyone if they had a key. Hunter threatened to cut off his balls if he hit him with his elbow one more time. I lied to him ‘cause I’m nice like that.” He says winking at me.
“We didn’t. I mean that’s not why.” I stutter trying to get my words together.
Cam puts her hand on my arm. “It’s okay. We heard what happened. Landon and Tad had a huge argument outside the bus. I’m surprised you two didn’t hear it.” My eyes widen in surprise. “Landon isn’t happy things went the way they did. Now there are problems with you two. Daisy, he’s threatening to walk from the tour.”
“What?” I ask jumping from the bed.
“Get the fuck back over here, Aiden’s seen enough.” Gray growls, making me realize I am still in just the t-shirt. I tug it down passed my knees and dive under the quilt. “He may not have a choice. If I can find a way out of this contract they’re both gone.” Gray adds, yanking the quilt up to my chest.
“Gray we can’t just drop our manager in the middle of a tour.” Aiden says pacing the tiny space of floor in front of the bed. As big as he is, it makes him look more like he is spinning in circles.
“Aiden’s right Grayson.” I say turning to face him. “We can’t let what happened last night dictate the entire tour. It will mess everything up for Shaft. You know that you’ll regret it if you jump the gun on this.” Reaching up I cup his cheek with my hand, running my thumb across his lip.
“So you two are?” Cam asks with a very pleased smile spreading across her face. Damn her!
“I don’t know what I am with anyone.” I say flinging myself back onto the pillow. “Up until twelve hours ago I was all set to marry Landon.” I choke out. “That isn’t exactly happening now is it?”
“Well whatever Gray and you are doing here Daisy, you need to know that as soon as we leave this room Landon is going to burst in here to demand that you talk to him. He’s swearing you’ll forgive and forget but I say tell him to take that little rock and shove it up his ass.” Cam says with a wink. “No ‘O’ for days? You were rackin’ your fuckin’ brain for a way to turn his goddamn ass on then he’s givin’ excuse after sorry excuse. All the while he’s gettin’ his rocks off with that motherfucker. Unforgivable.” She watches Gray’s hand as it lies on my hip. “Hmm. I want the details but without the interfering cocks listening.”
“I’ll take that as you askin’ us to leave?” Aiden says arching a brow at her.
She laughs, “Take it however you want babe. I say you take a hint and get the fuck out. Let us talk about you.”
Gray scrubs a hand over his face then climbs from the bed. “Alright. Let’s go get coffee. It’s gonna be a long ass day plus we got a show tonight on top of it.” Turning Gray grabs my face in his hands kissing me softly. “Just don’t give so many details that she gets jealous. Can’t have her upset with Aiden if he can’t keep up.” He says with a wink.
“Fuck you.” Aiden deadpans. “She knows I’m the man.”
“You’ll never be half the man your Momma was.” Gray says with a laugh.
Aiden’s hands go to his hips as he shakes his head dramatically, “Oh fuck no Girrrrrl! You did NOT just talk ‘bout my Momma.”
Cam and I are doubled over laughing. Gray shoves at him. “Come on diva let’s go get some coffee. You ladies want?” We both nod as they walk out the door, Cam quickly locking it back behind them.
Flopping back onto the bed she glares at me expectantly, “Spill Sweets, I’m dying. Did he pluck your strings like he does that Fender?” She asks nudging me with her elbow. “Come on, I’m a one Shaft groupie but I’m not fuckin’ dead.” She teases, fanning herself dramatically rolling her eyes.
After a complete run down of all the night’s highs and lows I think I have stunned Camaron into silence. She nods and her eyes widen but Cam says nothing as I go over everything that happened at the club. I give her all the details on Landon and Tad, then drop the bomb of all that happened with Gray. “Then he just says ‘because I need you.’ What the hell do I do with that Cam?” I ask. Cam’s eyes are glazed over lost somewhere in space. “Earth to Cam!” I shout.
Shaking her head, she smiles widely as she fans herself. “Fuckin’ Rock Gods! Jeez, I thought our bathroom stall sex was hot.” She sighs, “You should’ve let him take you right there on the dance floor. Let Landon see that shit!”
“No!” I say covering my face. “Landon can’t know. It would ruin the tour. It would ruin things with his brother. I’ve ruined everything.” I ramble on about my list, my crazy detail to my plan until Cam sits up and shoves me.
“Wake the fuck up Daisy. I’m givin’ it to you straight here because it’s what you need to hear.” She says as I meet eyes that are churning with rage. “You didn’t cause this. You played your part I know what went on. Landon revved the fuckin’ engine, took you along for the ride without thinkin’ about your feelings. It’s no one’s fault but theirs. Tad and Landon knew what the fuck they were doing. Landon has neglected you for days. I’m not the only one who seen this shit comin’. No one thought Landon and Tad, I mean holy mind fuck but hey whatever tickles your pickle. I won’t judge when it comes to definitions of love, but he fucked you over in the process. Un-fuckin’-cool.”
I nod, “I can’t forgive Landon. The trust is gone. I will always wonder if he’s with a guy or thinking of a guy when he’s with me. My plans, all my plans I just…” I stop as the sob rumbles up my throat.
“Don’t. It’s done. Fuck the plan and a great big fuck you to the list for the rest of the tour. Now, let’s get you ready. You’re going to strut your shit stage left with me. Let Landon eat his goddamn heart out.” She says holding her fist out for me to bump but I hesitate. “Don’t you dare leave me hangin’ Daisy. It’s time to put on your big girl panties. Let’s ruin Kansas in a big way tonight!”
I bump her fist as I slide out of bed, “You’re right, fuck reality for the rest of the tour. Let’s tear this place up and watch Shaft bring Kansas City to its knees.”
I hadn’t realized what time it was until the guys knock on the door with our coffee. Gray and Aiden walk in handing us each a mug. “Jealous yet Cam?” Gray says wi
th a wink. She just smiles flipping him off in the mirror, making Aiden chuckle. “We gotta head over for sound check. You good here?” Gray continues as his eyes roam over my body still covered in his t-shirt.
“I’ll see you later, yeah?”I reply as I nod.
Wrapping his arms around me he nods, “Yeah. Then tonight, stage left? I’m singing again tonight. Got one for you.” He purrs into my ear. I shudder in his arms. “Later.” He says then they’re gone.
Digging through my bag I pull out my ‘shaft approved’ shirt and leather jacket. Standing in front of the mirror I shake my head, “Cam I can’t wear this.” My eyes drift down at the white leather mini-skirt that barely covers my ass. “What the hell are we thinking?” I shriek as I try to pull it down farther.
“Leave it the hell alone! I don’t know who is going to go more crazy, Landon or Gray!”
“That’s not my plan you know. I don’t want them fighting over me. That’s why I wanted to leave!” I snap, finishing my make-up. I never wear this much but Cam sort of commanded that we go all out and make a statement tonight telling all the groupie bitches that we don’t welcome loose pussy on our bus or near our boys. I have to agree with her on that point.
Except Hunter, he would really fuck anything that moves…well I don’t know if it even needs to move. He is the total definition of a man-whore. He will totally die with some plastic bitch on his dick and a bottle of Jack Daniels in his hand. Shit he probably will choke on bacon during his orgasm that’s going to be a hell of a tombstone.
Here lies Hunter, AKA, Cunter Chesterfield. He loved his bacon, booze and pussy all in equal fashion but it was his downfall. He was an Overinflated Rock God and the Shaft honestly did him in.
