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“Just relax,” she muttered.
I grabbed her top leg and pulled it up and over my thigh so that her pussy was easily accessible. “Who’s the one giving the orders here, wifey?”
“Don’t talk to me like that. You’re getting me excited.” She clamped down on my dick with her inner muscles.
Fuck. Was she just messing with me? This couldn’t be a real thing? Could it?
I wet my finger in my mouth and then zeroed in on her clit. I started very gently stroking it back and forth.
She tried to close her legs, but I had her locked in place with my own.
“Shhh. Just relax. This is called a clit massage. It has nothing to do with sex, just relaxation and intimacy.”
“Sebastian!” Her mock outrage was ruined when she groaned with desire. I knew if she really wanted me to stop, she’d use our safe words.
I desperately wanted to pump my cock into her, but I held back. Instead, I switched to circling all around and over her clit with two fingers and was rewarded by her ass pressing back into me. Her fluttering breaths and little gasps let me know just how excited she was getting.
“Don’t move, wifey. Just enjoy this relaxing clit massage while you warm my cock.”
She hissed in response, and I almost laughed out loud. I wet my finger again and began rubbing right where we were joined together. I knew that was always a hot spot for her. Now she was actively squirming. My work was almost done.
My left arm was pretty much trapped, but I discovered I could just reach her nipple with my fingertips. The fingers on my other hand slid back to her clit, and I worked her nipple to the same rhythm that I worked her clit.
It took another five minutes of ‘clit massage’ until I had her riding my cock cowgirl style while I laid back and enjoyed every fucking second of it — from her bouncing tits to watching my cock get swallowed up by her, to the way her head lolled back as she called out my name.
I could get used to this cock warming thing.
Chapter 20
Lacey
I must be getting old. I’d been at the Staples Center for two hours already, watching endless sound checks and now the final lighting check. It’d be another hour until the doors opened and then another hour and a half until the show actually started. Then, probably at least two more hours before Ghost Parker performed. I was already exhausted.
Ghost Parker was headlining this year’s Christmas concert, so they’d be the last out of five bands to hit the stage. The boys wouldn’t be earning the big bucks for this show compared to their normal tour shows, but knowing this business inside and out, I knew that the hype and exposure weren’t something money could buy. This opportunity was phenomenal. It was probably an even bigger deal for the second band on tonight, Castle Music’s own up-and-coming band that I’d personally helped get their start.
“Let’s go backstage and see if we can meet any of the hot guys in the bands.” Arianna gripped my arm, grinning like an overeager puppy dog. We were watching the activity from the floor seating directly in front of the stage, among the thousands of currently empty seats.
I didn’t really feel like fending off the advances of the horny musicians who were most likely looking for a little pre-show action, but I’d promised Ryder that I’d keep an eye on his stepsister. She reminded me a lot of myself when I was 22 years old; it was like seeing a glimpse of the younger me. The girl was on a mission to hook up with a rock star and I just wanted to make sure she didn’t do it on my watch. Once the show was over and she was Talia’s and Ryder’s responsibility, all bets were off. Along with her clothes, probably, but that wasn’t my problem.
I wanted to take her by the shoulders, give her a little shake, and then a life lecture, but she wouldn’t listen. I wouldn’t have listened to the older me either when I was her age. She probably thought I was a big prude, and that thought had me laughing hysterically in my head.
“Sure, let’s go see what’s going on.” I led her backstage. The VIP lounge wouldn’t open until the doors opened, so we might as well go backstage. The rest of the crew — Kaylie, Talia, Grey, Remi, and Summer — wouldn’t be showing up until closer to when the concert started. After the show, there’d be no hanging around and partying as per the facility agreement, so we were all going out to party together.
I’d attended a lot of Ghost Parker concerts over the years, but this was the first one where I was secretly married to the drummer. It felt different.
Bash and I decided that we’d maintain a distance as we hung out together after the show until we outlasted everyone. They were all married or had kids to worry about. Kaylie’s tits would start leaking, so she’d run off to her babies after a couple of hours. Ghost would have both of his sex partners there, so he wouldn’t stay out all night. Knox and Ryder wouldn’t be much better with their girls.
I was acutely aware that I was the only outsider partying with them, and I wondered if it was really obvious. Even though I’d hung out with the band for years, I was suddenly self-conscious. I vowed to just keep my distance from Bash and try to act normal until everyone left the after-party.
I led Arianna through the winding labyrinth backstage until I found the chaos. It looked like all five bands were gathered among a crush of VIPs, radio contest winners, and media. I saw Ghost Parker’s PR rep wrangling the guys for interviews and their manager, Donovan, schmoozing the crowd. The Castle Music guys noticed me immediately and tried to act more professional because the big boss was in the room. As if I hadn’t been there, done that. I wasn’t there to bust balls, but I guess they didn’t know that.
Arianna quickly latched on to one of the band’s lead singers, a hottie with lots of piercings and tattoos. I hovered around to chaperone; I wasn’t going to let her leave the room with this guy.
Soon, Ghost Parker was involved in a long meet and greet for ticket winners and other VIPs of the local radio station. I’d been backstage at many rock concerts for both work and pleasure and I usually enjoyed the scene. Bash was naturally flirty. He made each girl or guy he met feel special. He was acting no different from the other guys in the band who were all taken, but it still irked me a bit to watch him fawn all over the fans.
The meet and greet took over 45 minutes. I spent most of that time using every skill I possessed to keep Ariana in line. I was the most subtle cockblock on the planet, succeeding to get each guy to give up eventually and try greener pastures. Arianna was having so much fun flirting, she didn’t even notice my devious ways.
The meet and greet had just ended, but I was still trailing after Arianna with a drink in my hand. I knew the moment Bash’s gaze narrowed in on me. The hair on the back of my neck rose, and a frisson of desire licked down my spine. He made his way over to me and lightly touched his hand to my hip, but then hastily removed it.
