Assure Her (Assured Distraction Book 1) (19 page)

She sat up and began kissing him in an almost desperate way, wanting to convey how much she was completely ready for this. She didn’t know exactly what she was supposed to do to make this any better for him but what she lacked for in experience, she made up for with enthusiasm. Sliding her soft hand down over his jeans, she cupped his erection and rubbed up and down his rock-hard length.

“Uh, I think these have to come off if anything else is going to happen tonight, Keeton.” She unbuttoned the jeans and started on the zipper. Before she could get any further, he kicked off his shoes and finished the zipper, without breaking the kiss. Ready to move forward, he jumped up and pushed his jeans and boxer briefs down in one swift movement.

“As gorgeous as you look sitting there in that little lacy thing, I want to see and feel every beautiful inch of that soft skin.” She unhooked the clasp between the cleavage of her twin C-cup handfuls releasing pert pink-tinged nipples. Putting on a condom from the side table, Keeton moved back between her legs and laid her back on his pillow, her black hair fanning out around her.

“God, you are so beautiful lying in my bed like this,” and he began kissing his way down her neck to the luscious globes under his hands. When he reached his goal, he circled the tips with his tongue causing them to stiffen and her to arch her back to get more of what he was offering. Sucking the pink skin deeply into his mouth, she thought she was going to have another orgasm just from the sensation and she moaned.

He circled her clit with calloused fingers as he suckled the other breast but unlike the first time, she knew what was about to happen. She cried out as she crashed over the peak, as her inner walls quivered again. Knowing it was going to hurt her no matter how he did it, Keeton started while she was still in the throes of her orgasm and her opening was wet and receptive, the head breaching her opening in a slow in and out movement to lubricate his sheathed hardness. Then he slid into her warmth as slowly as he could stand it until he reached the barrier she was willing to reward him with. With one more deep thrust he pushed all the way in and stopped when she cried out. The sound was one more of pain than of pleasure and it tore at him. This was uncharted territory for him but he didn’t want to mess it up or hurt her, so he stayed still, surrounded by her tight
pulsating warmth
.

“Are you OK, babe? You know I don’t want to hurt you. Do you want me to stop?” He prayed she wouldn’t say yes and kissed her softly being as tender with her as possible.

“Yes, it wasn’t that bad. Keep going. I know it’s only going to get better.”

“Great, ‘cause I have to move. This is killing me not to blow right now. You’re so tight around me. I’ve never felt it like this before.”

“That’s a good thing, right?” She looked at up at him, still so much innocence in this act.

“God YES! It’s fucking amazing! You’re amazing, babe.” Then he slowly began to move out of her only to plunge back in at a faster rate. His passion was frantic at this point and he felt like he was going to go insane at the feel of her beneath him, the sound of her, the smell and taste of her. It was all he could do to not wrap his large hands around her plump ass and pump into her hard and fast. But he held himself in check, trying his best to be gentle with her this time. When he couldn’t hold out any longer, he chanted her name like a prayer, “Chandler, oh God, baby! Oh God!” He came so hard that lights exploded at the back of his eyes. All she could do was hold on to him as he pumped into her, moaning and shaking uncontrollably above her and all around her, gripping her in his strong arms, gasping some cutoff version of a message he was trying to convey to her.

“Chan, are you OK, babe?” he asked her moments later, still out of breath and lying heavily on top of her, but still supporting some of his weight as he held her below him. She nodded but couldn’t speak. He rolled over taking her with him and pulled her to his chest just trying to remember how to breathe. “I know that was not all that great for you Chan, and I promise each time will get better and better, but I want to tell you this. This has been the single best experience I have ever had in my entire life. You are fucking incredible in so many ways.”

When they both had calmed enough for him to move, he crawled from the bed and went to the bathroom. He returned with a washcloth and moved between her legs to gently clean away the evidence of their act, much to her embarrassment. “You have nothing to be embarrassed about. What we did was unbelievably beautiful and off-the-fucking-charts-hot. Let me take care of you. I never want you to feel anything but how amazing it is when we are together because I sure as hell do.” She nodded her head acknowledging his reassuring words. “Are you sure you’re OK? You haven’t said anything yet.”

“Honestly, I don’t know what to say. It was beautiful, like you said, and I know you were trying so hard to make it wonderful and not hurt me anymore than it had to. I’m overwhelmed at the emotional side of it all.” Tried as she might to hold it in, huge tears rolled down her cheeks and she covered her face with her hands as she was bombarded by feelings she couldn’t put into words. He gathered her in his arms, and she let him hold her. He pulled the covers over their bodies and spoke soft, soothing words to her about the feelings she had held just under the surface, telling her that they were natural, and how what they had just shared was special to him too, until they both fell asleep.

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A
D’s second Reno concert the next night rocked the auditorium, and as soon as they came off stage, they loaded on the bus to head north. They would be driving overnight to get to Portland. Once again when they arrived, they would hit the floor running with a show that night. There would be little time to do anything else with the schedule so tight.

Chandler slipped out of KeeMac’s arms and hit the bathroom when sunlight beamed in through the window right in her face. “It’s too early, Chan. Come back to bed.”

“I’ll be right back, I have to go.” Their night had been spent exploring each other’s bodies, and she was sore in places she didn’t know existed until she stepped foot on the floor and tried to move. It was a good kind of sore though—when she thought back to the hours they had just spent in his bed—this kind of sore that put a smile on her face.

When she snuggled back into bed with him, she was greeted by morning wood cradled against her ass. She giggled just a little and wiggled around suggestively.

“Be careful there, little girl. That ain’t kindling you’re playing with but you’re about to cause a fire on the bus.” His playful words caused her to giggle even more.

“Is it going to be like this every morning?”

“Yeah, if it’s not, something must be wrong. With those sweet cheeks offering up a warm spot for me, what can you expect?” He worked his hand under his t-shirt she was wearing and with a slow circular motion moved up her stomach until he reached her breast. Tweaking her nipples between his thumb and finger caused her to move dangerously against him even more. The same hand started back down her body in an agonizing slow descent. Slipping inside the new lace, he found the spot she loved him touching the most. He caught the nub between two fingers after circling a few time, giving it a slight tug and then continued to her opening just below but stopped just short of the relief she was seeking.

“Why did you stopped?” she yelled in a screaming whisper.

“Your body is amazing to me, babe. It responds so fast and you’re already so wet. I can’t wait any longer. As if I needed anything to make me harder, your sweet scent drives me crazy, and all I want is to fuck you senseless, babe.” He impatiently rolled on a condom and pulled her thigh across his own so he could access her from behind. The slow pace he set in the morning hours was a sweet torture she loved. When he massaged her opening as the swollen lips opened around his hardness it intensified the sensations in places she was still unfamiliar with. When he rolled his fingers over her engorged clit, her inner muscles contracted spasmodically around him.

Chandler turned her face into her pillow and bit down to keep from crying out and waking the entire bus. Holding her hip to keep her from bucking out of reach, he sped up his pace, driving deep into her. He wanted her to come with him and in this position, he was able to go deeper and rub over the spot that would surely get his desired response. He swept some of the juices from her opening and circled her clit again, setting her off again and then found his own glorious end. He had to work at holding in the loud words he wanted to raise the roof with.

“Damn, babe, if I could wake up to this every morning that would be a perfect life!” He groaned into her ear as he licked up the outside rim.

“Hmmm, I think I agree,” she whispered on the edge of a contented smile, before he pulled out and disposed of the condom and returned to bed. “I’ve got to have some more sleep after that.” He pulled her in close, covered them both up and they dozed off in sated bliss as the bus rolled on.

Hours later when they arrived in Portland, everything around them seemed to be moving in a fast-forward motion. Once the roadies had their equipment set-up, AD had a sound check with only a few hours to spare before the show. The group headed back to the bus to hang out.

“I hope when we get to Seattle we get some time to look around, this being the Austin of the Northwest for bands, you know.” Carter was scrolling through his phone.

“Yeah, me too,” said Ryan. “Since I’ve never been to this part of the country, I want to see some things other than the interstate. I wish Krissy could have stayed with us a little longer so we could see it together. Damn, I miss that girl.”

“Dude, you are so pussy-whipped at this point, I’m surprised she’s not.” Gunner was tapping away with his drumsticks on the table to some tune he was half listening to on his phone. “Y’all keep loading the bus up with chicks and we’ll have to have two of the damn things pretty soon.”

“You’re just fucking jealous because you know no woman is going to be more than a pump-and-dump with your sorry ass.” Ryan threw an empty water bottle at Gunner’s head.

“Yeah, that might be right, but at least I’ll have new pussy in my bed Every. Single. Night.” He rocked his hips with each word for emphasis, laughing at the rest of the group as they rolled they eyes at him.

“That’s great, if want to be a manwhore the rest of your life. I’m done with that shit. I want her, every-fucking-night. She’s it for me. She’s the one. I’m going to marry that girl as soon as she’ll have me.”

“You think she’s holding out so she can keep looking for something better while you’re roaming around being exposed to all of the wild ass groupie pussy? She’s gotta know you aren’t dead, and will give in sooner or later to one of them.”

Ryan came off the couch as soon as the words left Gunner’s mouth. He got in one good punch to the jaw before the other guys were jumping in to stop the fight.

Gunner rubbed his jaw. “Asshole! What was that for?”

Holding Ryan back, KeeMac said, “Ryan, he’s just bustin’ your balls and you know it. Calm the fuck down.”

Ryan stopped struggling and looked at Gunner. “You better make damn sure you never accuse either of us of being unfaithful. We trust each other completely, dickhead. That’s something you’ll never have.” He stomped off the bus and took off across the parking lot.

“Are you just trying to start shit, dumbass? We don’t need this before we go on stage?” KeeMac was pissed but knew it would blow over. They had been friends too long. “You know she’s already put the idea in his mind of quitting to stay home with her, right? We don’t need another member leaving the band.”

“No! Why would she do that anyway? She knew what it was going to be before they got together. I think he’ll be fine, maybe even better now that I got him fired up.” Gunner exited the bus, Carter, KeeMac, and Chandler watched, hoping he was going to find Ryan and apologize.

The show they put on had the fans sounding like they were ready to tear the house down. The songs Assured Distraction released before the start of the tour were getting a good deal of airtime, with the help of the label’s PR team, and Cash, who was meeting up with every connection he had in the business everywhere they went. By the time they reached Seattle, AD’s following almost equaled that of Frission. Their fans were blowing up social media with comments about them both as a band and individually. Carter tweeted frequently when they were on the road and had developed a huge following. AD’s Facebook page was tagged hundreds of times daily by pics the fans had taken at shows.

Climbing off the bus in Seattle for the next two full nights, they were all excited about getting a hotel rooms for a change. Cash handed them keycards to their rooms. He had been off the bus for a while already so he could move on to the next venue ahead of the band. The guys were all pretty sure of what was going on between KeeMac and Chandler but nothing had been said or confirmed by anyone. The two lovers tried to keep their new relationship on the down-low but the eye-fucking they exchanged on the bus gave away anything they intended to hide.

The band walked in the hotel lobby where Peri greeted them with her typical girly screeches. “Oh my god, I’m so happy to see you guys,” she said hugging each one. When she got to Chandler, she kept her arm around her. “I guess we’ll be roomies again this time, if that’s OK?” Where Peri seemed thrilled about the idea of having girl time, Chandler’s smile and enthusiasm was considerably less.

“Umm. Yeah, sure. That’s fine.” Peri didn’t know what to make of her friend’s response and just looked at Chandler, and then around at the rest of the band. Gunner and Carter both smirked and waited to see what would happen next.

“What?” Peri looked confused.

KeeMac looked at Chandler and shrugged his shoulders. “Nothing, we’re all tired of being on that fucking bus and not sleeping all that great.” He headed off with the other guys following him to the open elevator, leaving Chandler and Peri with their own bags.

Chandler was confused but recovered quickly and smiled at Peri, and followed her to their room. AD headed quickly out to the Showbox for the first and smaller of their two Seattle shows. Great bands had played this venue, and the band was stoked about being there. The sound check was quick since they didn’t have a lot of time with Frission coming in right after them.