Wonderful, page 37
“You can’t have sex here,” I told him, switching my grasp to his arms and yanking.
We stumbled out of the car. Griffin knocked me off him and gave me a look that clearly said, Oh yeah, watch me, fucker. He was about to say it too, but Anna stepped out and kissed his cheek, and all he could do was stare at her with lust in his pale eyes.
Anna adjusted her clothes and walked over to Kiera like nothing remotely sexual had just happened. Squeezing her sister, Anna squealed, “This is going to be so much fun, Kiera!” Then the two of them started walking toward the hotel entrance. Kiera looked back at us, saw the expression on Griffin’s face, and immediately twisted back around.
I didn’t blame her. Griffin was staring after Anna with his mouth open, his pants open, and his eyes simmering. He was still breathing heavier than normal, and he looked like he was about to do something that would definitely get him arrested. I smacked his back to snap him out of it, because we really didn’t need the scandal of Griffin jacking off in public.
Griffin shook his head and looked over at me with confusion on his face, like he’d forgotten I was there. “Hey, Kell…I might miss the show tonight. Tell Matt for me, ‘kay?” He smiled and thumped me on the chest like he was thanking me for letting people know he wasn’t coming to a party or something.
With a frown, I sternly told him, “You’re not missing the show tonight.”
His jaw dropped, and he made a scoffing noise. Then he tossed his hands toward the lobby, indicating the only person he cared about at the moment. “Duuuuude,” he said in a whine, and I interpreted that to mean But Anna is here, and I haven’t had sex in forever. How can you ask me to be somewhere when all I want is to be balls deep in her for the next six hours?
I gave him a hard stare. “You’re not missing the show. You can have sex before and after, but you’re gonna be there.” My eyes flashed down to his crotch. “Now zip up your pants so we can go inside.”
Surprisingly, he did what I asked, but he grumbled the entire time.
The girls beat us to the elevator once we were in the hotel, and we had to wait for the next car. Griffin was a ball of restless energy as he watched the numbers on the wall. He kept adjusting his junk like every position was uncomfortable. I sympathized, but the asshole was going to have to wait a little bit longer.
“Fuck, man. I need to have sex, like, right now.” He looked at me after he said that, and I raised an eyebrow at him. He instantly scoffed at me. “You wish,” he muttered.
An elevator finally opened with a ding and Griffin rushed into it. He hit the close door button before I was even all the way inside. “Jesus, Griffin,” I said. “Have you heard the phrase playing hard to get?”
He scowled as he squeezed his junk. “Have you heard the phrase fuck you?” He twisted to look at me. “Because fuck you.”
I laughed the entire ride to our floor.
When we got to the two rooms reserved for the D-Bags, Griffin didn’t hesitate. He went straight to the room I’d planned on sharing with Kiera, then straight to the bed Anna was lying on, where he immediately shoved his hand up her dress again. His determination made me laugh, but I was also seriously impressed that he hadn’t shucked his pants before lying down.
I tipped the guy who’d helped with the luggage while Kiera hastily averted her eyes from the bed. She was grabbing my hand a second later, pulling me from the room while telling her sister, “Catch you guys later.” I was still chuckling as we headed over to the other D-Bag room.
Damn, guess we weren’t staying there tonight. Oh well, there would be other jacuzzi nights, I was sure. And it was pretty clear that Griffin really needed this. Anna too, probably.
I was so going to win that bet.
Having Anna on the bus changed the mood, and not just with Griffin, although that was certainly the biggest change. With Kiera’s sister around to distract him, the rest of us were getting a much-needed break from his toddler-level energy. And there was something about him…it almost seemed like he was finally satisfied, like for the moment, he wasn’t looking for anything else. He was just enjoying being with Anna, and it was weird seeing him so content. And really nice, to be honest. Even if we did have to listen to them having sex nonstop. Or at least, that was how it felt.
Kiera was really enjoying having Anna on the bus too, and if Kiera wasn’t writing or spending time with me, then she was usually with her sister. I’d overheard them talking about friends back home, their mother’s crazy plans for our wedding, and of course, the fans’ chaotic obsession with Sienna and me. Kiera seemed a little less annoyed about the gossip now that she had her sister to complain to, especially since Anna was so breezy about everything. I constantly heard her telling Kiera not to worry about it, that everything was going to be fine. And even though the craziness over the sex tape wasn’t dying down, I was starting to feel like Anna was right. As long as no one ever found out about Kiera, the hype wasn’t so bad. I guess. I just didn’t see how I’d be able to hide Kiera forever. And that worried me.
“Hey there, hot stuff.”
I turned my gaze from the window to see Anna sitting down in the seat beside me. “Hey. How are you feeling?” My gaze drifted to her stomach. I swear it was larger every time I saw her.
She rested a hand on her belly with a sigh. A happy sigh. “Griffin found, like, six different positions for us that are all extremely comfortable for me, so I’m great. Better than great. I’m orgasmically fantastic.”
I laughed as Anna grinned. A part of me wanted to ask her what her plan was—how long she was staying, where she was going to have the baby, what she was going to do once the baby was born—but after listening to Kiera talk about it, I already knew the answer. Anna wasn’t looking that far ahead. Her only concern was right now, and right now everything was orgasmically fantastic.
Anna got a conspiratorial look on her face, then glanced around the bus. I had the distinct feeling she was looking for Kiera, but Kiera was in our cramped cubby, getting some work done. Or taking a nap. Sleeping in that small space together every night was challenging. Having sex in that small space was even more challenging. In fact, we hadn’t yet, and I was really starting to miss making love to my wife. And my bed. And making love to my wife on my bed. Damn it. Greater good, Kellan. Greater good.
When Anna saw the coast was clear, she leaned in and said, “Did you know that men are using your sex tape as an instructional video for how to put on a condom really fast?”
I was not expecting her to say that, and a loud laugh burst out of me that got everyone’s attention. Griffin was in the middle of a poker game, but he paused to eye me. The look on his face was a mixture of Be nice to my baby mama and Stay away from my baby mama. Since I really didn’t want him joining us, I stifled the laughter. Shaking my head, I told Anna, “Um…no. Hadn’t heard that.” And I wasn’t sure if I wanted to have heard it.
Anna giggled. “Yeah. That was pretty impressive.” Her eyes moved to my lap, and she grinned like she was picturing it right now. I cupped myself like I suddenly had modesty, and she snorted. “I meant your speed was impressive, not your funstick. Although that was damn fine.” She sighed. “But I suppose I can’t say that for sure since I haven’t seen it in real life. For all I know, you could have photoshopped yourself.”
I started laughing uncontrollably. I wouldn’t even know where to begin trying to alter a video, and if I did, I would have blurred out my face, not enhanced my cock. But still, that was funny.
Anna laughed with me, and Griffin half-stood from his seat. “Kyle!” he snapped. “Don’t make me kick your ass.”
Still laughing, I pointed at Anna. “She’s the one making me laugh. Kick her ass.”
He screwed up his face like I’d just suggested he circumcise himself or something. “I’m not gonna kick a chick’s ass.” His expression shifted into a sly grin. “But I’ll certainly tap that ass.” Focusing on Anna, he tilted his head toward the back bedroom. “You wanna?”
Anna looked at him, then shrugged and nodded. Griffin instantly abandoned his game, throwing his cards on the table as he stood up. Anna laughed at his eagerness, then turned to me. “Just wanted you to know that you’re a rock star…rock star,” she said with a wink. She turned her entire body to get out of the chair, then tossed over her shoulder, “Now go have sex with my sister. She misses you.”
That made me sigh. I missed her too.
Getting up from my seat, I made my way to the cubbies. The curtain was closed on my cubby with Kiera, and I could hear her in there, typing. I cleared my throat and the clicking paused, then the curtain opened. Her dark head peeked out, and she smiled when she saw it was me. “Hey,” she said.
“Hey,” I answered, squatting down. “So, I hate to be the bearer of bad news…” Her expression instantly fell, but I didn’t let her plummet for long. “But Anna just ordered me to have sex with you, so…” I shrugged in an expression of It sucks, but what can we do?
Kiera both flushed and giggled, then she scooted over so I could join her. Closing her laptop, she shoved it to the back corner of the cubby. “It has been a while, hasn’t it?”
I gave her a soft smile as I settled by her side. “That depends on your definition of ‘a while.’ I remember going months without you. That was a while, this…this is nothing.”
Smile on her face, she leaned over to kiss me. It was a soft, drawn-out kiss that ended with her gently sucking my bottom lip into her mouth. Blood instantly surged through my body, hardening me, and I wanted more. So much more. My eyes felt heavy when I looked up at her, and she inhaled a shaky breath when she saw the heat on my face.
“Is everyone…busy?” she asked, darting a look behind me, at the open curtain.
I blindly reached over my shoulder and closed it. “Yeah,” I told her, my voice low, my gaze returning to her mouth.
There was laughter in the main cabin as the poker game resumed, and there was the unmistakable sound of Anna and Griffin enjoying themselves coming from the back bedroom. Kiera sighed as she flicked a glance that way. A light laugh escaped me as I touched her chin. “We could take advantage of this…everyone will think it’s them.”
She bit her lip and cringed. “Unless they come back here.”
I shook my head as I leaned forward to kiss her. “No one wants to get closer to Anna and Griffin going at it. Trust me.”
She laughed, but only until my lips met hers. Then she moaned and murmured, “Okay.”
Our kiss turned heated after that, and every other sound on the bus vanished as Kiera became my entire world. Every breath she released, every sigh, every gasp…it surrounded me in a cocoon of her presence. My hands slipped under her shirt, feeling the ridge of her low spine, the softness of her stomach, and I couldn’t get enough of her. I could never get enough of her. My breath was fast as the ache for her grew almost painful. She murmured my name as she fumbled with my jeans. Cursing myself for wearing them, I helped her unfasten them.
I was trying to shove them and my underwear down my hips when her warm hand wrapped around my cock and squeezed. I sucked in a breath, releasing it in a groan. God, she felt so good. I was hitting everything around me as I tried to get my pants down far enough. Kiera started working on her clothes too, then we were hitting each other as much as everything else.
I laughed, and Kiera giggled with me. “These fucking cubbies,” I murmured, looking for her lips again.
Kiera chuckled against my mouth. I blindly helped her with her jeans, but I quickly gave up because I needed to feel how much she wanted me. I ran a finger between her legs, feeling the wet warmth that was just for me. Kiera cried out louder than she normally would in this situation, and it made me throb to hear it, to feel it. Fuck, I wanted her so bad. I might have to tear her jeans off her.
Finally, with a lot of banging and cursing, her bottom half was free of clothing, and then mine was as well. I didn’t waste any more time. I settled myself on top of her and slid into her in almost one movement, and it felt so fucking good that it stopped my breath for a second. I was completely conscious of the fact that Kiera and I were at an angle, that both of our legs were sticking out of the curtain, but I was choosing to trust that no one would be coming back here for a few minutes. Jesus, please just give me a few minutes of peace with my wife.
Kiera and I started frantically moving together, both of us all too aware that we didn’t have much time. Or we were just too fucking turned on to go slowly. She clutched my shoulders as she whimpered, and I clenched her hip as I panted. Fuck, I felt like I was about to come already, and we’d barely begun. Make it last a little. Not too long, but damn it, a little. My head dropped to her shoulder as I felt my body tightening in preparation. Shit. Not yet.
“Kiera,” I groaned, my voice strained as I tried to hold on.
But thankfully, she was just as worked up as me, and she arched and murmured, “God, yes,” before letting out an erotic noise that completely ruined my control.
She clenched around me, and I hit the wall hard, groaning as the ecstasy exploded throughout my body, sending shivers of delight everywhere. We kept moving together as we both came down, slower, gentler, until finally, I couldn’t do it anymore, and I slumped against her, spent. She threaded her fingers through my hair and kissed my cheek, her breath fast, her heartbeat fast. I slid my arms underneath her, holding her to me for just a moment before we had to move.
“I love you,” I mumbled, barely coherent.
Kiera chuckled, then I felt her look down. “Oh my God, pull your feet back in.”
“I can’t.” I literally didn’t think I could move yet.
She smacked my shoulder, squirming under me until I laughed and rolled off her so I could bend my knees and hide my legs. Kiera lifted her head and looked around; her eyes were wide as she listened for evidence that someone had heard us. But the front half of the bus was still playing poker, and the back half of the bus was still…preoccupied.
Kiera relaxed back down, settling into my arms with a quiet laugh. “See,” I said. “We could probably do that three more times before someone needs the bathroom.”
I felt her laugh against my chest, then she lifted her head and kissed me. “Maybe just one more time,” she murmured.
I instantly cupped her cheek and deepened the kiss. “Yes, ma’am,” I said, shifting her to her back. Whether she wanted ten more times or just a hug, her wish was my command. Always.
Chapter 23
GOING OUT
As the tour continued, not much changed. I kept on denying everything in regard to Sienna, and she kept remaining as coy and aloof as always, neither confirming nor denying anything, letting the world decide whatever they wanted about us. And the fans still saw us as a rabidly-in-love couple, a couple they wholeheartedly supported. Promoted even, with banners, T-shirts, buttons, montages online…it was kind of insane. They didn’t even know us. Why the fuck did they care so much?
While I was doing my best not to create any new content for the Are they or aren’t they? discussion groups, going so far as singing our duet on the opposite side of the stage as Sienna, she wasn’t being as careful. If we were together and there was a camera nearby, she’d find a way to get a shot with me. I outright refused to pose with her for the media, but Sienna seemed to realize that I had a weakness for making fans happy, and she frequently used that to her advantage.
“Can I please, please, please get a photo with you and Sienna?”
The begging fan in front of me had tears in their eyes. Tears. How was I supposed to say no to that? Even still, I looked over at Sienna standing beside me. She gave me a shy smile in return, and I resisted rolling my eyes. She wasn’t even supposed to be standing next to me. Matt had been beside me, and Sienna’s X was on the far side of him, by the door. But she’d completely ignored her assigned spot and had squeezed in between Matt and me, and of course, Tory didn’t say a word about it. Unlike us, Sienna could do whatever she damn well pleased.
“I would absolutely love that,” Sienna said, her eyes fixed on my face.
Knowing she truly meant that, just not for the reason the fan thought, I fought off a scowl. My gut was telling me to say no, but I couldn’t deny a fan, especially after Sienna had already said yes; I’d come across as a dick. So with a forced smile on my face, I told the trembling girl in front of me, “Sure, a quick one.” The sooner we got this over with, the better.
Sienna grinned and stepped closer to me. While the fan situated herself between us, Sienna smiled at me with a warm look on her face, like she was cherishing every freckle on mine. Like she loved me. But she didn’t. We barely spoke and rarely saw each other outside of moments like this, and everything on her face right now was just part of the show. Clenching my jaw, I faced front and ignored her fake fawning. Making a fan’s day was the important thing here, and as long as there was a respectful gap between us, the photo shouldn’t be all that remarkable. Hopefully.
But then, right before the fan’s friend snapped the picture, Sienna scooted closer and put her head on my shoulder. Goddamn it. I pulled away, but it was too late, the moment was captured and would be all over the Internet soon, part of a collage glorifying our “inspiring” love affair. It made me want to scream.
With a sigh, I tried to remind myself that eventually the tour would be over, and the interest would most likely die out. I just wished it would happen before my wedding next month.
Like I’d wished my wife into existence, Kiera was suddenly the next fan in line. I blinked in surprise at seeing her in front of me. “Hey.” My face relaxed into a grin, and I felt a million times better. Wanting to flirt with the woman who actually had my heart, I leaned forward and gave her my sexiest voice. “Is there anything you’d like me to sign?” I briefly dropped my gaze to her chest and pumped my eyebrows.
Kiera seemed distracted, though, and she shook her head as her hazel eyes shifted to Sienna. She’d seen that then. She had to be wondering why I’d agreed to a joint photo since she knew I was trying to publicly keep my distance from Sienna. Easier said than done.
