Escaping Me
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Looking across the room, I see a flash of blonde hair in the corner booth. My eyes roam down, taking in her long legs and pink heels. Fuck me. I watch, completely mesmerized as she tosses her hair over her shoulder. My dick jerks to attention, banging on my zipper like the cops at a drug bust. I want to go over there and wrap those long amazing ass legs around me. I need to hear her scream my name when I thrust into her.
Without a second thought, my feet carry me across the room. Her face stops me dead in my tracks. She is absolutely beautiful. Pulling me in with her eyes, she totally has me by the balls, and bringing me nearly to my knees. I’ve got to have her. But as fucking gorgeous as she is she has to be with someone, right? No man in his right mind would leave a girl like this alone.
I chew over what to say, when her tongue darts out to wet her bottom lip. Images of her lips wrapped around my cock fill my head. Great now I’m hard. My dick and my heart are thumping in time with each other. She doesn’t look up at me when I step up to the table. I can almost see her mind racing in circles as she stares down the hallway where the rest of the guys are waiting. Is that why you’re here baby? You want a piece of the shaft? Well, I’ll be more than happy to give it to you.
“Don’t you have a drink yet Sugar?” I ask, letting my voice roll over her.
Her head jerks up, eyes meeting mine. I have to slide into the booth with her before I crumble to my knees in the floor. Those amazing eyes lock onto mine, pulling me in while I wait for her to speak so that I can hear her voice.
Desperate for any kind of contact I slide my arm along the booth behind her. This girl has me fucking wrecked and she hasn’t even spoken to me yet. “So Sugar what do they call you?” I ask pleading with my eyes for her to answer. When a shudder moves through her, she slides away from me. Instantly I move closer, making my move. What the hell is up with me tonight? The only chatting I need to do before I fuck a groupie is to tell her to get naked. And I never keep at it when they don’t seem instantly interested in jumping on my dick. Is this girl playing hard to get? If so it’s turning me on even more with each passing second. Starting tomorrow I’ll be sharing my room with Landon and his girlfriend so I better make this piece of pussy count.
“My name is Daisy and I’m here with someone.” She says but sounds a bit shaky so I decide to push.
“Are you now Daisy?” I ask, taking her in. She seems a bit nervous but I see fire in her eyes. She’s shaky but controlled, oh how I would love to break her. Though, by the look in this Wildflower’s eyes she could break me in the process. If I let her which I would never do. I fuck ‘em and leave ‘em. No time or desire to have a relationship, no chance to hurt or be hurt. Fuck that, I want her and I will have her in the bathroom before the show. Looking around I grin, “I don’t see anyone with you Wildflower. You shouldn’t be left alone in here someone could pluck your petals.” I say scooting closer inching my hand up her thigh. Her smooth skin is driving me crazy. I want it slick with sweat while I bury myself in her. I want her to scream my name so hard that the whole goddamn bar hears her.
Daisy trembles under my touch as my fingertips slide under her skirt but she doesn’t move. I can’t help my smile; it has to be nearly splitting my face. I have her right where I want her. I could fuck her in this booth and she wouldn’t stop me. Her breath is rushing out of her mouth as she watches my fingers. Oh yeah, Daisy I’ll pluck every petal and have you begging for it.
“Grayson!” I hear and I freeze when I meet Daisy’s eyes. My body tenses as I turn to see my brother, Landon coming toward us. Shit! Shit! Fuck! He’s ruining my play for pre-show pussy here.
Jumping up from the booth, I plaster my best smile and greet Landon in an uncomfortable hug for many reasons. One big reason is I don’t want him to know I’m hard enough to pound nails into concrete. “Bro! So glad you agreed to come along and help us out on tour.” I say managing to sound sincere; when I really want to kick him in the balls for interrupting me and my Wildflower here.
Landon smile turns to my Wildflower. Wait when did she become my anything? “I see you have met Daisy, my fiancé.”
What the fuck? Turning to Daisy, my eyes go wide. Oh say it’s not so… “Yeah we’ve met.” Adjusting her skirt, Daisy slides from the booth then stands next to Landon. Shit! Was I really about two seconds away from fucking my brother’s wait… did he say…
“You’re coming on the bus with us?” I ask in shock. This is horrible. I watch in horror as Landon leans down kissing her cheek. The little act of affection makes me sick. I want to rip his balls off, then grab Daisy and make her mine. Hold the fuck up? Make her mine? That cannot and will not be happening. I have to stay as far away from her as I can. This is going to be hard on a bus, I know. Daisy belonging to my brother is going to be a serious problem for me and my raging hard on.
“You said it wouldn’t be a problem to bring my girl, Gray.” Landon says looking between us. “I figured she can be an extra pair of hands.” Instantly I grin at her, watching her blush spread from her cheeks down her throat. Fuck me, I bet she blushed all the way to her damn toes and I want to strip her naked right here and see for myself.
Glancing out of the corner of my eye, I see a blonde by the bathroom. “It isn’t” I mutter determined to get away from them so I can deal with my raging hard on. I mumble something about them enjoying the show then excuse myself to ‘prepare’. Once I’m out of sight, I grab the blonde who is covered in too much make-up and smells like a bottle of scotch I shove her into the bathroom. “Babe hit those knees.” I snap out, unzipping my jeans.
Almost instantly my throbbing cock is buried in her mouth. My eyes close as I picture Daisy’s mouth wrapped around my dick instead. This chick’s moans are instantly Daisy’s, making me grip the stall so hard my knuckles ache. Picturing Daisy’s amazing eyes looking up at me while I fuck her mouth sends me over the edge. I ignore the sounds of this whore on her knees gagging as I shoot my load down her throat. My brother doesn’t deserve her. She’s a Wildflower all consuming, amazingly beautiful and I want her. More than I’ve wanted anything.
Maybe once I fuck her… this feeling will go away and I can move on. The thought creeps in like a vise to both my balls and my heart as I stuff my dick back in my pants… What if after I have a taste of her I only want more? Flinging the door open I head to the stage worrying if maybe my Wildflower is going to be more than just a conquest. I’m not ready to admit it but she has already planted her seed and I have no doubt her roots will flourish through all the shit I put up to keep everyone out.
Aching for more SHAFT? Here is a Teaser from Book Two:
Aiden and Camaron’s story.
Camaron and Aiden need each other more than they realize. They balance each other in ways no one else ever could. He is in sync with her just as much as he is with his drum kit every time he is on stage. Just a badly as Aiden needs structure and to have all control; Cam needs to give it all away having someone dominate the power over her.
When Aiden releases Cam from their relationship to find herself his world goes dark. The push and pull between them is something neither can deny. Aiden refuses to be with Cam if she can’t love herself enough to believe she is worthy of his heart and all the love he has for her. Even if that is what she wants most she can’t accept it. Saying she isn’t strong enough to stand next to him in the limelight of his fame only waiting to be replaced by someone she thinks is better for him.
Her insecurities anger Aiden but break his heart at the same time. The hardest thing for him is realizing he can’t control her emotions. Pride, Trust, Honesty and Love will all be put to the test when Aiden finally breaks after a concert. The only person who can possibly reach him is the very person that in setting her free made him realize how much power over him she really had.
Now that Camaron is finally putting her life together and working on herself a phone call from Daisy changes everything. Aiden is angry with her, pushing her away and punishing her at every opportunity. Her loyalt
y and love for him will be put to the test along with her pride as the tour continues.
Acknowledgements:
This book has been a completely different experience for me and one I will never forget. I had so much love and support throughout the entire process of this story line and it only grows as it continues on… I will never be able to thank anyone enough.
To my family who didn’t complain (much) when I lost myself in my IPod and laptop for hours on end, for freaking weeks so that I could put everything into this.
Kendall Grey, I can’t say thank you enough for allowing me to mention my true love, Rax Wrathbone, and Killer Buzz Float. If you don’t know KBF, get on Strings, Beats and Noctures ASAP! The books are truly EPIC!
To the amazing self-proclaimed Shaft Groupies; Jenn, Chelsea, and Carol. Thank you for listening to me bitch, stress, and push me daily to get out of my head and into the story line. I truly would’ve gone insane without you ladies during all of this… and possibly deleted some great stuff.
To all the family and friends while I was growing up who instilled in me an intense love for music. The best memories of my life all have soundtracks. Everyone should be so lucky! <3
Rachael Orman, DreamsComeTruePromotions.com for all the hard work you are doing kicking ass and taking names while promoting me and all the other authors! Thank you to the readers and bloggers who work so hard for the books you love. I hope this series becomes one of them. <3
Escaping Me Playlist:
Hinder: Better Than Me
Justin Timberlake: TKO
Hinder: Thing For You
Staind: Everything Changes
Sisqo: Thong Song
Papa Roach: Life Line
Seether: Broken
Tonic: If You Could Only See
All That Remains: What If I Was Nothing