Rocked & Romanced, page 11
I need to get relief if I’m going to be able to sleep. I start to shift, thinking I can go to the bathroom and take care of it and come back, before she even wakes up but, I’m not so lucky. Her arm tightens around me.
“Trying to sneak away?” She asks, her voice laced with sleep.
“No, baby girl.” I kiss the top of her head, and she shifts her leg over my hips, and it rubs against my cock. I can’t stop the groan that comes from me, even this slight touch of her leg feels good.
“Please, Dallas. Let me.” She whispers, as her hand trails down towards my pants.
Before her hand reaches my cock, I grab her waist, pulling her, so she’s straddling me. Her breasts are on full display, and there’s enough light from the moonlight coming in from the windows to see her. She’s perfect.
As she starts grinding on me, my hands travel up her side and gently grab her breasts and run my thumbs over their peaks. This makes her gasp, so I do it again and earn a moan.
Her grinding on me feels so good I know I won’t last long. I lean up and take one of her perfect tits into my mouth and suck it hard, and then do the same to the other. Gripping her waist again, I stroke her clit. She needs to cum soon because I’m not going to last.
“Oh, Dallas. Oh, God.” She starts to moan.
“Cum for me, baby girl. Let me watch you fall apart again.”
She shifts again falling forward, resting on my shoulders, as her body locks up, and she screams my name. I hold out as long as I can to watch her, but less than two more strokes, and I’m cumming harder than I’ve ever done before.
“Fuck, baby, I needed that. Watching you, I just don’t have the words. Though, we need to practice you being quiet because we won’t always have the place to ourselves.”
She gives a light chuckle but doesn’t move.
“Baby, I need to go get cleaned up.”
“I don’t think I can move. I feel like jello all over.” She says.
With a little tricky maneuvering, I lay her down and run up to my room and clean up and change into clean sweatpants, before I head back downstairs. I find Austin already asleep again, so I crawl in beside her.
“Took you long enough.” She says, and she attaches herself to my side. Maybe, she wasn’t quite asleep yet.
“Want to go to bed?” I ask her. Her bed is more comfortable than this couch is any day.
“Nope, not moving and neither are you.” She snuggles into me even more.
“Nowhere else I’d rather be,” I tell her.
The doorbell going off wakes me up. I have Austin in my arms, and I sure as hell don’t want to move. I don’t remember falling asleep, but it was one of the best nights of sleep I can remember having in a long time.
What we did last night floats to the front of my mind, and the memories alone get me hard, but it doesn’t last long, as the doorbell rings again. I sigh and start to get up.
“Are you expecting anyone?” Austin murmurs.
“No, baby girl. Get dressed. I’ll go get it.” I say getting up.
I watch Austin stretch her bare breasts on full display, and before I go, I lean down and give them each a kiss and forget all about the door, when she groans. I’m getting ready to settle back on the couch and give them more attention when the doorbell rings again. By the time I get to the door, I’m getting really irritated. It’s barely eight a.m.
Landon and I rarely close and lock the gate because this neighborhood is gated and is really safe, but after this and while Landon is gone, I will be making sure it’s closed. I don’t want any more of my time with Austin interrupted.
I open the door to find a guy in expensive jeans and an old t-shirt with dark hair, standing on the porch. He looks me over, I’m still shirtless in the sweatpants I changed into early this morning, after round two of making my girl cum.
“What the hell do you want so damn early?” I ask, not even trying to be nice.
”Is Austin here?” He asks.
Jealousy, like I’ve never felt, surges through my body. Some guy coming and asking for my girl after last night? Fuck, I need to calm down. I don’t get the chance to respond before Austin is at my side.
“Branden? What the fuck are you doing here?” She says clearly not happy to see him at the door.
Branden, her ex, who proposed after three months. I don’t move from my spot. Though, I know Austin can take care of herself, I’m here if she needs me. I’d love the chance to punch this guy in the face.
He doesn’t answer right away and just looks her up and down.
“What are you doing here?” Austin demands.
“I wanted to talk we had a fight and...”
“We did not fight. I ended it because you proposed after three months of a causal relationship. Now, how did you find me?”
She doesn’t invite him in, and for that, I’m happy, because it means she has no intention of letting him stay.
Branden, or as I’ve been calling him in my head, sir who I want to punch in the face, shoves his hands into his pockets and looks at the ground. His body language just seems... off. I can’t put my finger on it.
“I went to your apartment to try to talk to you, and your roommate gave me some of your mail that didn’t get forwarded. One had this return address on it. Remembering your brother was here, I took a shot.”
He looked at me, when he said, brother. Yeah, aren’t you going to shit your pants, when you realize I’m not her brother?
“Branden, you need to go. I don’t want you here, and I don’t want you to come back. Set foot on this property again, and it will be trespassing. I don’t know how you got in here, but I’m guessing the cops won’t have a hard time figuring it out.”
“Austin, come on. I love you, and I just want to talk. I get that it was too much too soon.”
I growl, when I hear that, and his eyes shoot to me. He looks a little worried, as he should be.
“That’s the problem, I feel nothing for you. It was a casual arrangement. It wasn’t a relationship, and I’m starting to realize sex with you wasn’t even that great. Goodbye.”
She slams the door in his face and locks it, before turning around and hesitantly looking up at me. I see a slight tremble go through her, and before I can say anything, I’m pulling her into my arms.
“I’m here, Austin. I’m right here. Not going anywhere.”
She clings to me like I’m her lifeline, and maybe, I am, but in this moment, I know I need her just as much. I run my hands down to her ass.
“Hold on,” I whisper in her ear and lift her up. She instantly wraps her legs around me and buries her face in my neck. I carry her back to the living room, where we spent the night, and sink down on to the couch, holding her tight. She makes no move to let go of me, and I don’t want her to.
I rub her back, and slowly, she stops trembling. Even once she’s calm, neither of us moves. I will give her all the strength she needs always. I will sit here all day with her if that’s what she needs.
“It doesn’t make sense.” She finally says.
“What doesn’t?” I ask, not sure if I want to know the answer.
“How he got this address. You guys never mailed me anything. Did you send something, before I moved?”
“No, I didn’t, but you’ll have to call and ask your brother. He needs to know about this, too.”
She nods, still lost in thought.
“Also, my roommate hated him. I doubt she’d just hand over my mail to him, especially since she knew what he did, and I was pissed and leaving.”
“I don’t know then. Maybe, he lied and told her you were back together?”
“It’s been over two months. If he was so heartbroken, wouldn’t he have tried to reach out to me before now?”
“Well, we were on tour. Does he know about the band?”
“I didn’t tell him that Landon was my brother, but I didn’t hide it either. He could have put the pieces together.” She says, biting her lip, lost in thought.
I gently pull her lip from between her teeth.
“If he did, then he could have known we were on tour and waited until we got home.”
She shakes her head. “I don’t want to think about this anymore. I’m sorry he ruined what I had planned to be a perfect morning.” She says, leaning down to kiss me.
“Yeah, what did you have planned?” I ask her, as I run my hands up the side of her body.
“Maybe, a little of this.” She grinds herself on my cock, which has been hard since she wrapped her legs around me.
It doesn’t take long before we’re both cumming again. I don’t want to move. I want to spend the rest of the day right here making this girl scream my name over and over again, but there are things to do.
“Why don’t we head up, get cleaned and changed, you call your brother, and then we’ll have breakfast, and see where the day leads. Maybe, some pool time?”
She flashes me a smile.
“Sounds good.” She climbs off me, and I watch her walk away, as she goes upstairs.
Then, all the dirty stuff we can do flashes in my head, and I’m hard again like I didn’t just come so hard I almost blacked out.
Chapter 17
Austin
I head upstairs to take a shower and get cleaned up. The hot water washes over my body and relaxes the muscles I didn’t even realize were sore from sleeping on the couch. We probably should have moved to our beds, when we had the chance, but I didn’t want to sleep without him, and I was afraid he’d insist on us going to our own beds.
I think about the events of last night, and it has me all turned on again. To say sex with anyone else was dull is an understatement. No one has made me cum like that before. It’s already the best sex of my life, and we haven’t even had actual sex yet.
I can only imagine, when we do, because it’s going to be explosive. Getting out of the shower, I put on a swimsuit, since he mentioned spending some time by the pool. I grab a bikini and not the one-pieces Landon normally makes me wear, while I’m here. I also make sure it’s the skimpiest one I have, since it will just be the two of us. This is the bikini I would wear when it was just me, and I was lying out tanning. It’s not one I would wear out in public. I throw on a cover-up and look at my phone.
Then, I sit on my bed and take a deep breath. I feel only a little bad that I’ll be waking my brother up early since he’s two hours behind us, but I want to get this over with, so I can enjoy my day with Dallas.
I call my brother, and instantly, can tell I woke him up.
“Who’s dead?” He asks in his groggy voice.
“No one yet anyway.” I try to joke. I hear the rustle of sheets, so I know he’s sitting up and trying to awaken.
“Austin, what’s wrong?”
“Why does something have to be wrong?” I tease, but really I’m just procrastinating. I know I need to talk to him, but that doesn’t mean I want, too.
“Because you’re never up this early.”
I sigh. Just rip off the Band-Aid and get it over with, right?
“I was woken up by Branden at the door.”
“Your ex? What the hell did he want?”
“He loves me, wants me back, and all that bullshit, but that’s only part of the reason why I called. Did you send me any mail right before I moved?” I ask.
He pauses for a moment, “What? Austin, I don’t remember the last time I mailed you anything. We don’t even do Christmas cards. I’m too busy, and we talk on the phone all time.”
“I thought so. Well, I have no clue how he got this address then. He says it’s because he went to talk to me, and my roommate gave him some of my mail, and one had this return address. He said he remembered my brother living in Nashville, so he took a chance.”
“Did you ask Dallas if he sent anything?”
“Yep, he said no and to ask you.”
“So, he lied,” Landon says, talking about my ex.
“Yeah, looks like it. My roommate hated him, so I don’t think she’d have given him the mail, even if there was any.”
“Okay, hang on.” He says, and there’s some more rustling and the sound of a drawer closing.
“Now, tell me everything you know. I’ll get this to our security team, and they’ll look into him. I’m going to come home early, until they figure it out.”
“Landon, no. Dallas is here, and he didn’t leave my side the whole time. We just need to start locking the driveway gate. I told him not to come back, and I promise not to leave Dallas’s side, but I don’t want you cutting your trip short over this.”
I also don’t want to cut the time I have with Dallas short. It’s only four more days, but that’s four days where don’t have to hide anything. With my brother on edge, now really isn’t the time to tell him about Dallas. I need to make a mental note to tell that to Dallas, too.
“Fine, but I’m still giving his info to security. What’s his full name?”
“Branden Lewis. He said he had been in Portland for a few years, and moved for his job. Never really said where he was from.”
“That wasn’t a red flag?”
“Landon, you won’t like my answer.”
“I need the details, Austin.”
Well, this is an awkward conversation to have with your brother.
“Fine. It wasn’t a relationship, it was sex, just something casual. It was nothing to go a whole week and not talk. So, when he proposed at three months, of course, I freaked and left. He said he was a network specialist, but I never asked the details or where he worked. He rented a small apartment above a coffee shop in downtown Portland, and you get to say nothing about the relationship, because you’re worse than me!”
He grunts, and I know he’s writing it down. But I also know he won’t go into it, because this just isn’t a conversation he wants to have. I remember after Mom and Dad died, he asked if they had given me the birds and the bees talk, and then he tried to give me an updated version. It was very awkward.
“Okay, do you have his address, phone number, or the kind of car he was driving?”
“Yeah, he drove an older Mercedes convertible, and it was red. I hated that car. And let me text you his number.”
I pull the phone away from my ear and find his contact info and copy it and text it to Landon.
“Any social media profiles?”
“Yep.” I grab the links and text them to him as well.
“I will get this to our security, and they’ll check him out. It could be something as simple as a crazy fan who was trying to get to us via you.”
“I never told him about you, but I didn’t hide it, and he never asked. He might have put two and two together. Dallas suggested that too, when I asked why he waited over two months to talk to me.”
“Because of the tour.”
“Yeah. That’s our thoughts, too.”
“Promise you won’t leave Dallas’s side, until I get home, and we hear back from security?”
“I promise, Landon.”
He’s quiet for a moment before speaking.
“You’re a trouble magnet lately, aren’t you?”
“Want me to leave?” I ask and roll my eyes because I already know the answer.
“Hell no. With all this, that’s the last thing I want. I’ll always take care of you, Aust always. No matter what.”
“Okay, I’m sorry for waking you up.”
“I’m glad you did. Now, I have some calls to make.”
“Bye. Love you, Land.”
“Love you too, Aust.”
I hang up and feel a bit better that he’s looking into Branden, because it’s still not sitting right with me, though I can’t put my finger on it. He lied about where he got the address. It could be a stalker fan thing. I’m sure it’s not hard to get the address from public records, but that would mean he’d have to know who I was and who my brother was.
I flop down on my bed and think about last night. I don’t want to be one of those clingy girls, but I do feel so much closer to Dallas, after last night. Knowing we were a first together, there’s just something so erotic about it.
In a strange way, knowing things were almost mechanical with the other girls makes me feel better about it. He’s already treating me differently, and I really like it. He’s always made me feel special, but somehow, he’s stepped up his game.
The morning light fills my bedroom and brightens my mood, as it lightens my room.
I’m about the get up and head downstairs when my phone goes off.
Deanna: So, I just finished that book you were reading. OMG! It’s so hot, and I just bought the rest of the series.
Me: I knew you’d like it! I love all that author’s books; they are the perfect sweet and steamy!
Deanna: Yes, I plan to read all her books. I couldn’t put this one down. I was up all night reading it. Thank God, I have today off work!
Me: Yes, I plan to start the one you told me about today. I’m going to spend a lazy pool day with my e-reader!
Deanna: Great minds think alike! I planned to lie out in the backyard. It’s the perfect day for it!
Me: I’d invite you over, but my brother won’t let me invite anyone over until he gets home. Insert eye roll here.
Deanna: He’s that protective?
Me: I guess, there’s some stuff going on. Their fans are crazy.
I don’t like to lie to her, but it’s easier to explain this to her than going into the details of Dave and now Branden. I don’t know her well enough.
Deanna: Yes, I’ve heard some crazy stories from other people at the label. Fans do some weird things.
Deanna: So, question. With your brother being a rock star and all, do you read any rock star romance books?
Me: From time to time, yes. I like to see how close they get it.
Deanna: I have a good series you’ll love. I’ll send it over to you.
Me: Thanks. I need to go make breakfast before Dallas burns the place down.
Deanna: He can’t cook?
Me: Ahhh, he’s a grill master, but him and ovens have a rocky history.
