Part 12 (2/2)

”I said no s.e.x...but there are other ways to thank you. But if you...” I don't even get to finish my sentence before Jordon is cutting me off and flas.h.i.+ng me a s.h.i.+t eating grin.

”I am beyond okay with any way you want to thank me. I'd much rather have that pretty p.u.s.s.y of yours around my d.i.c.k, but your mouth will do. I don't need Holden kicking my a.s.s because I made his lead singer exhausted before the show started.”

Sticking my tongue out, I slowly slide it along his shaft. I love the way Jordon's eyelids flutter and his breathing hitches as my tongue travels from root to tip.

”f.u.c.k...you just vibrated my entire f.u.c.king d.i.c.k...” He moans, as he fists a handful of hair and guides my mouth up and down his length.

Knowing we only have a few more seconds before I have to go inside the arena to warm up my voice, I stop playing around, and get into full-on c.o.c.k sucking mode. This d.i.c.k needs to finish. p.r.o.nto.

Wrapping my hand around it, I firmly grip his length as I cup his b.a.l.l.s with my other hand. Hallowing out my cheeks, I suck and slide my mouth up and down his d.i.c.k. I place my hand at his base and in conjunction with my saliva, jerk his d.i.c.k. I feel Jordon's entire body tensing up as he nears his o.r.g.a.s.m.

Ma.s.saging his b.a.l.l.s that are now tightening in the palm of my hand, I suck harder. I slide it deeper down my throat as I jerk him faster. I'm immediately rewarded with his c.u.m filling my mouth.

I quickly swallow while I continue milking his d.i.c.k with my hand, causing Jordon to curse under his breath.

”Holy s.h.i.+t...Brittan!”

I smile as I slide him out of my mouth and lick my lips.

”Well that was fun, but I gotta go warm up my vocals.” I say slapping his thigh and jumping off the bed and begin throwing my clothes back on.

Jordon rests his hands under his head and stays lying in my bed with his d.i.c.k still semi hard. My body is screaming to get him hard again and have a quickie, but I've got a show to do!

Why does he have to look so f.u.c.king good all the time!?

”I just coated your throat with my magical cream, so I think you'll blow the roof off tonight with those high notes you like to hit.”

I can't contain my laughter as I repeat the words, ”magical cream” over and over in my head.

Men are idiots; I swear. They think they're geniuses but seriously, they're just h.o.r.n.y morons.

Grabbing my coffee, I kneel on the bed and give Jordon one more kiss before smiling down at him with a crooked grin, ”We'll see how I do tonight. If I hit every note effortlessly, I'll suck your d.i.c.k before every show.” I playfully slap his chest and give him a wink as I stand to slide my heels on.

”I'm going to hold you to that promise!” He shouts to me as I make my way through the bus.

Saying Goodbye to Ghosts of the Past.

Jordon.

”You really like her, don't you?” Brittan's friend Roxie asks, as we stand off to the side of the stage watching Beyond Redemption. We are done with our set, so I get to watch Brittan in her element.

Nodding, I glance at Roxie before my eyes lock back on Brittan. She's head banging in the center of the stage with her fiery red hair flying around under the light show above her.

She never looks more f.u.c.king gorgeous then she does when she's on stage.

”I really do. For right now, we're just having fun, and I guess we'll see where things go. But I hope that it will lead to more.” I can't believe I actually said that out loud at a concert.

”Thank G.o.d your fans can't hear you, or we'd hear the crowd erupts in cries!” Roxie jokes with a big grin on her face.

Shaking my head, I let out a low chuckle, ”Yeah, the female fans can get pretty f.u.c.king crazy. Our manager didn't want Lawson to make it public he was in a relations.h.i.+p because it hurts sales or some s.h.i.+t. His girlfriend Natasha flipped the f.u.c.k out. So, needless to say, he makes it very clear in all our interviews he is taken. No pleading the fifth for him.”

”It's crazy. Some of these girls actually believe they will marry y'all someday. I deal with that craziness daily. My husband, I don't know if Brittan told you, play's in the NBA. Girls at the parties he attends have no shame. They'll try to seduce you, married or not. Women love to think they have the power to bring a man to his knees no matter how in love he is with someone else.”

Raking my hands through my hair, I stand beside Roxie for a few seconds in a daze. I get lost watching Brittan, and it scares the s.h.i.+t out of me the way my heart beats against my chest; it's faster than Lawson can slam on his drum set.

With our career of choice, relations.h.i.+ps pretty much always come with an expiration date no matter how hard you try and say yours will be different. Most of the time it ends with you both heart broken and going your separate ways.

We spent the next hour hanging out until after the show. When everyone was ready, we loaded onto the buses and headed towards Brittan's home in Malibu. Roxie drove her car and met us there. We took advantage of having the bus to ourselves and even though there was no f.u.c.king going on, I spent the entire ride with Brittan straddling my lap and us making out like we were teenagers again.

It's f.u.c.king insane what this girl is doing to me.

We're definitely f.u.c.king the second our feet land in her house because my b.a.l.l.s are ready to explode.

I love this new side of Brittan I've been seeing these last few weeks. She seems happier and instead of looking like she's on the verge of kicking me in the b.a.l.l.s; she's groping them.

Life is good.

For me and my b.a.l.l.s.

Brittan ”I am so happy you're here. I have seriously been missing the h.e.l.l out of you!” I shout as run straight into Roxie's arms, practically knocking us both onto the floor.

She's lounging on the chaise that sits in front of a wall of windows overlooking the Pacific Ocean.

That is the main reason I bought this house in Malibu. The entire house is made of nothing but gla.s.s. It feels like you are outside even when you are inside. I love opening up all the doors and just letting the warm sea breeze blow through my house.

Laughing, she sits back up, ”I missed you too. I thought it was about time I dragged my a.s.s to a concert and got together with my bestie. You killed it tonight. Seriously, you are like the Energizer bunny on stage.”

I slide my gaze towards Jordon, who's walking back into the living room with all our bandmates. They all have beers in tow; Jordon gives me a c.o.c.ky grin as he hands a beers to Roxie and me.

”Well I for one am glad Matt had a game in L.A. the same time we were in town so we can have some girl time. Now let's party!” I shout tapping my bottle of Budweiser against hers.

”Let's party!” Roxie parrots smiling at me and taking a sip from her beer.

Standing, I make my way across the room to get the music pumping throughout the house. Roxie, knowing me so well, opens all the doors leading out to the deck, instantly filling my house with the cool salty air.

Everyone makes their way out to the deck, and of course, except for Lawson, all of the guys have a groupie on their arms. He'll be flying back to Chicago tomorrow morning to spend Valentine's Day with Natasha.

Roxie and I are leaning against the railing talking when I feel Jordon press his body against mine, wrapping his arms around me. I momentarily lose my train of thought as I melt into Jordon's embrace. It feels strange reacting this way.

I'm slowly allowing myself to live in the moment and Jordon is definitely helping me do that. I never thought he'd be so funny and sweet. Who knew I'd find the c.o.c.ky a.s.shole thing so appealing?

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