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Author: Olivia Cunning
He hesitated. She couldn’t believe he hesitated. He shoved the girl into the drunken singer’s arms, took two steps and grabbed Jessica. She squeaked in surprise when he grabbed her ass and pressed her mound against his thick cock.
“I love it when you’re possessive,” he growled at her. “It makes me so fuckin’ hard. ”
Her pussy throbbed in response. Nipples tightened. Goose bumps rose along the surface of her skin. He rubbed his hands down her arms, shifting every nerve ending in her body to full throttle.
Her fingers curled into his naked chest. “Then why don’t you do something about it?”
He lifted her off the ground by her ass and she wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck. She stroked his silky, soft hair and kissed him while he carried her down the corridor and out into the warm night air behind the stadium. She was vaguely aware of camera flashes going off on their way to the bus, but she didn’t really care at the moment. She just wanted her man to take her. The sooner the better.
He carried her up the bus steps and dumped her on the sofa, reaching under her dress to rip her soaking wet panties from her body. Eyes closed, she leaned back and found her head on someone’s thigh.
She looked up to find Trey smiling drowsily at her. “Don’t mind me,” he murmured.
Sed thrust into her and she cried out, her eyes closing, back arching. He held her hips as he pounded into her, already gasping excitedly. He grunted and groaned, chanting her name as he lost control. Trey’s hand brushed the spaghetti strap from her shoulder and pushed down the fabric of her bodice. When Trey stroked the underside of her breast with the gentlest of touches, Jessica gasped.
She forced her eyes open and looked up at Sed. Did he know what Trey was doing? Did he even realize Trey was sitting on the end of the sofa? Sed had his eyes closed, concentrating fully on working her pussy into a frenzy. He was doing a damn fine job. Jessica squeezed his cock inside her and he shuddered. “Yeah, baby. Squeeze me. Ungh. ”
She held him tight while he thrust into her with a relentless rhythm.
Trey’s hand cupped her breast, his thumb brushing over her nipple. She tilted her head back to look at him. His tired gaze was focused on her breast. He stroked her nipple repeatedly, until it budded to his satisfaction. “Lovely,” he whispered.
His head dropped back on the sofa and he closed his eyes. She noticed the prescription medication bottle in his free hand. His painkillers always made him tired, but she couldn’t believe he could fall asleep with a girl getting fucked on his lap. What the hell kind of meds was he taking anyway?
Chapter 29
Sed watched Trey step out of the bathroom and stumble his way to the front of the bus. Trey said something to Dave, who was driving them through a mountain pass on their way into the Midwest.
Sed could barely hear Dave’s response over the engine noise as it climbed the steep grade road. “We’re kind of in the middle of nowhere, man, but I’ll try to find some place to stop. ”
“Thanks, buddy,” Trey said.
Trey made his way back to the sofa and plopped down next to Brian.
Sed watched Jessica across the table for a moment as she typed data from the night before into Myrna’s laptop. Jessica had finally caught up on the data backlog and she refused to get behind again. Sed touched her wrist to gain her attention and she glanced up. Sed nodded toward Trey, their conversation about him the night before at the forefront of his mind. She shrugged, not getting his silent message.
“Hey Trey, why do we need to stop?” Sed called to him.
Trey started and then smiled broadly. “I’m almost out of medicine. ”
“Again? Didn’t you just get a refill a couple of days ago?” Sed asked.
Trey avoided his gaze. “I spilled about half the bottle down the sink. I’m such a klutz since my surgery. ” He ran his fingertips along the scar under his hair. You couldn’t even see it now unless he pushed his hair up.
“You’re a terrible liar. ”
“I’m not lying. ”
“Sed, get off his case. Why would he lie about being a klutz?” Brian handed Trey several pieces of music. “What do you think of this? Do you think you can handle it? It’s got a lot of triplets, and I know those are still hard for you. ”
Trey frowned as he read over the lines of notes. “I’ll get through it somehow. I’m getting better. ”
“Yeah, I know. ” Brian patted Trey on the thigh. “Do you want to practice for a while?”
“Yeah, okay. Get my guitar out. I’ll be back in a minute. I need to use the bathroom. ” He climbed to his feet and headed toward the back of the bus.
Sed glanced at Jessica again. She nodded, her expression sad as she watched Trey amble past and slip into the bathroom again.
“We’ve got to do something, Jess,” he murmured.
“I think so too,” she whispered so only he could hear, “but what do we do?”
“Let me talk to the other guys first. See how they want to handle this. ”
She nodded. “I’ll help any way I can. ”
He reached across the table and squeezed her hand. “Thanks. ”
Sed slid from the booth and sat next to Brian, who was tuning Trey’s acoustic guitar on the sofa. “We need to do something about Trey. ”
“He’s doing the best he can, Sed. His fingers are getting stronger every day. Don’t be so hard on him. ”
“I’m not talking about his guitar playing. I’m talking about his painkiller addiction. ”
Brian’s fingers stopped moving over the strings and he looked up at Sed. “What do you mean?”
“You’re his best friend. How can you not notice? He’s in the bathroom right now poppin’ another pill or three. He’s going to end up killing himself. ”
“He’s just using the bathroom, Sed. No need to call in the Feds. ”
“He just went to the bathroom ten minutes ago. And do you really buy that story about him spilling his pills down the sink? Come on, Brian, look at the signs. We saw this happen to Jon and we ignored it until it was too late. I’m not going to let it destroy Trey too. ”
“In case you’ve forgotten, Trey has a prescription and he needs his meds. Jon was abusing illegal drugs. ”
“Addiction is addiction. Percocet is a narcotic. He was only supposed to be on it for two weeks and it’s been over a month. How does he keep getting refills? Something is not right here. ”
“If it will make you feel better, I’ll ask him about it. ”
Sed didn’t think Brian was taking him very seriously. The bathroom door slid open and Trey emerged. He paused next to Sed, unsteady on his feet.
“You okay there, bud?” Sed asked.
“Just a little dizzy. I need to sit down. ”
Trey nudged Sed closer to Brian and sat heavily on the sofa beside him. “So does Jessica help you write songs, like Myrna helps Brian? I guess not, since you haven’t finished a song all summer. Have you run out of things to say or what?”
Trey obviously wasn’t thinking clearly. “Actually, as you should know, we’ve written several songs for the new album. Are you sure you’re feeling okay?”
“I feel fantastic. Brian, hand me my guitar. Let’s see if my stupid fingers want to cooperate today. ”
“See, Sed. I told you he was fine. ” Brian handed Trey his guitar.
Trey glared at Sed. “Are you talking about me behind my back?”
“I think you need to stop taking those painkillers. ”
Trey ducked his head. “I can’t play without them. ”
“How would you know? You haven’t tried. Your head doesn’t hurt anymore, does it?”
“It doesn’t hurt because I’m taking my pills. ”
“How many have you had today?”
“Two. ”
“Today, Trey, not in the past ten minutes. ”
“If you get messed up on drugs, then I’ll kick you out of the band. ”
“I’m not messed up on drugs!”
Jessica appeared before Sed and took his hand. “I’ve got an itch only you can scratch, stud. ”
“I’m sort of busy at the moment. ” He couldn’t believe she’d just barge in the middle of his conversation with Trey.
She glanced pointedly at the bedroom. “I really want to get you alone. ” She pulled on his arm until he relented and climbed to his feet.
“Jessica, now is not the time—”
She covered his mouth with her hand. “Come with me. ”
Sed tugged her hand from his mouth. “I’m not going to let this rest, Trey,” Sed assured him as he allowed Jessica to pull him to the bedroom.
She closed the door behind them.
“I hope you didn’t bring me back here for sex,” Sed said.
“Of course not. ” She moved to the bed and shook Myrna’s shoulder. “Myrna, are you awake? We need to talk to you. ”
Myrna took a deep breath and opened her eyes. “Jessica?”
“Yeah, and Sed. ”
She blinked heavily and sat up, holding the sheet over her naked breasts. What in the hell was Brian doing to her that left her in such a state of exhaustion?
“What’s up?”
“We were hoping you could talk some sense into Brian,” Jessica said.
Myrna looked entirely confused. “Huh?”
Sed sat on the bed next to her. “We think Trey is abusing his pain meds. Brian doesn’t seem to recognize it. ”
“Abusing? Do you have proof?”
Jessica hesitated. “He keeps getting refills. ”
“And he needs a prescription for those refills, so he obviously needs them. ”
“Something doesn’t add up, Myrna. ”
Myrna collapsed back on the mattress and covered her head with a pillow. “Did you already accuse him, Sed? Jesus, what are you thinking?”
“I’m not going to let him throw his life away on drugs. ”
“He’s having a really rough time. You letting him know you don’t trust him will make it worse. ”
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Sed grumbled. “You don’t see this as a problem either? I thought you, of all people, would recognize the slippery slope he’s sliding down. ”
“Sed, he has a prescription. I don’t know why you’re equating this with a problem. ”
“He’s taking more than he’s supposed to. A lot more. ”
“Where’s your proof?” She slid the pillow from her face and looked up at him. “You have a tendency to jump to conclusions and assume you’re always right. Maybe you’re wrong. And you know what I see? I see Trey getting back to normal. The way he used to be. You don’t see that?”
“All I see is him heading to the bathroom to secretly take another pill when anything bothers him. Even little things. He’s not dealing with his problems. He’s trying to cover them up. ”
“You’ve seen him in the bathroom taking pills?”
Sed sighed in frustration. “Not directly. No. ”
“Maybe he just needs a moment to himself. ”
“Maybe. ” He knew that wasn’t the case, but Myrna wasn’t going to listen to him. She’d already decided he was off base. He’d been counting on her support to get Brian in his corner, because Trey would listen to Brian. Now what was Sed going to do?
“Myrna,” Jessica said, “I think Trey’s abusing his painkillers too. The longer we wait, the more addicted he’ll become. ”
“His prescription will run out eventually and then you won’t have anything to worry about. Can I go back to sleep now?”
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