Deliver Me (8 page)

“Lead
the way.” Tag knew where Erik’s bedroom was, but he wanted to watch the
doctor’s tight ass in his jeans. The ass he was getting ready to worship.

He
couldn’t believe Erik was a bottom. He’d been ready to have his ass ripped
apart by the doc’s big, beautiful cock. Maybe after Tag fucked him, he’d return
the favor. He wanted to feel the burn, the fullness. It had been a long time
since he’d let anyone inside him, but he wanted it with this man. He needed to
give himself over to Erik. But the man had asked him to do the honors, so he’d
fuck Erik. He’d fuck him so good the doctor wouldn’t think about anyone else.

Erik
peeked in on Delilah before pulling Tag into the master bedroom. Erik began
unbuttoning his shirt, but Tag pushed his hands away. “Let me.” He took his
time sliding each button through its hole, allowing his fingers to caress
Erik’s chest as he did. When the last button was loose, he slid the sleeves
down Erik’s arms, enjoying the feel of Erik’s muscles. He unbuttoned Erik’s
jeans and slid the zipper down. He hooked his thumbs under the waistband and
pushed both pants and briefs down to his ankles. Tag took a moment to admire
Erik’s feet. He didn’t have a foot fetish, but he had to admit Erik’s feet were
fucking perfect.

Tag
ran his hands up Erik’s legs, enjoying the friction of the hair against his fingertips.
Erik’s cock was hard, the head glistening for him. He massaged Erik’s ass as he
took his cock in his mouth. He wanted another taste of this man. He took all
eight thick inches to the back of his throat and swallowed around the head.
Erik grabbed Tag’s hair, pulling him off. “Lee, I want to come with you inside
me.”

He
licked the underside of Erik’s dick from base to tip. “Oh, you will. But I need
to taste you first. I want you to shoot your load down my throat so when I’m
fucking you, I’ll be able to concentrate. I need your taste on my lips.” Tag
was ready to fuck the doctor, but he meant what he said. He wanted this man’s
essence on his lips. He took Erik’s erection all the way down and began sliding
his mouth up and down the shaft. He allowed his tongue to lick the underside on
the way up. He slid his middle finger in his mouth alongside Erik’s cock to get
it slick.

Tag
tapped Erik’s legs, and he spread out farther. While he kept his mouth busy on
Erik’s dick, he slid his slicked up finger between the taut globes of Erik’s
ass. He ran his fingertip along the pucker before sliding it in. Erik moaned at
the encroachment. Tag had no idea how long it’d been for the doctor, but if he
was right, it’d been a while. He was going to have to get him good and loose so
he didn’t hurt him. When he brushed against Erik’s prostate, the man tensed.
“Fuck, Lee, I can’t...”

Erik’s
ass tightened around Tag’s finger as the first spurt of come hit his tongue. He
continued the torment on Erik’s ass as the doctor unloaded his balls down Tag’s
throat. He took advantage of his position to breathe in the exotic scent that
was all Erik.  When the doctor stopped groaning, Tag pulled off and stood,
licking Erik’s stomach on the way up. He flicked his tongue over one of Erik’s
flat nipples, causing the tiny disc to come alive. Erik grabbed Tag’s hair and
pulled their mouths together, licking at his lips before slanting his head for
a better taste. It was erotic to taste yourself on another man’s tongue, and
obviously Erik thought so too.

“You
have too many clothes on,” Erik said as he broke the kiss. While Tag removed his
boots and jeans, Erik pulled back the covers of his king-size bed. Where Tag
had the obligatory satin sheets rock stars were famous for, Erik’s bed was
covered in cool cotton. Before Erik lay down, he pulled open the drawer of his
nightstand and removed a box of condoms and a bottle of lube. Neither looked
like they’d been opened, another indicator it’d been a while for the doctor.

Erik
propped the pillows against the head of the bed and leaned back against them.
He pulled one knee toward him and allowed the other to fall against the bed.
His cock was resting on his inner thigh. Tag wanted to take a picture. Before
he left to go on tour, he was going to do just that. If he couldn’t have Erik
with him, he would at least have a picture of this magnificent creature to look
at when he needed something to lift his spirits. As he was enjoying the view
spread out before him, Tag ran his hand across his chest, scraping both nipples
with his short fingernails. He slid his hand down his abs and latched onto his
hard-on. It hadn’t been that long since he’d had sex, and for the first time in
his life, that bothered him. He had succumbed to the lifestyle a long time ago
and rarely turned down what was offered.

He
knew in that moment, everything was going to change. He was going to fuck Erik
as many times as possible in the next thirteen days and, by the time three
months was up, he would be able to say Erik had been his last. Tag gave his
cock one last stroke before crawling up the bed between Erik’s legs. He didn’t
take the time to explore Erik’s body. He would do that later. Right now, he
wanted to get the man prepped so he could sink his cock in that spectacular
ass.

“Need
to get you ready,” he told Erik as he pushed his thighs farther apart. Tag slid
down the bed so his face was eye level with Erik’s balls. He licked at the sac
before pushing it up out of the way. He slid his tongue along Erik’s tight hole
and dipped the tip inside.

“Mmm,
so good,” Erik hummed.  Tag continued to spear Erik’s hole while reaching for the
lube. He was ready to get his dick inside this man. He inhaled deeply, enjoying
the musky scent mixed with body wash. He popped open the cap on the bottle and
dribbled the cool liquid on his fingers. He smeared some lube on Erik’s hole
and sank his index finger in up to the knuckle. Erik pushed his ass toward Tag
and pleaded, “More. Give me more.”

Tag
pumped one finger before adding his middle finger, moving both in and out,
touching Erik’s prostate a couple of times. He scissored his fingers, stretching
Erik’s tight hole before adding a third. Tag wasn’t as thick as Erik, but he
would still hurt the man if he wasn’t prepared.

“Now,
Lee. Fuck me now.”

“I
need to get you ready, baby.” He groaned inwardly at using a term of
endearment. He didn’t need Erik freaking out now. He licked along Erik’s inner
thigh and sucked on the skin there. He wouldn’t mark his neck where others
could see, but Tag had no problem marking him on his leg.

“Goddamnit,
I’m ready. I need this.” Erik didn’t wait for Tag to remove his fingers before
flipping over to his knees. Erik leaned down on his forearms so his ass was
high in the air, ready for the taking. Tag opened one of the condoms and rolled
it down his throbbing cock. Even if he had fucked lately, he didn’t think he’d
last long with Erik. He poured lube in his hand and stroked down the latex. He
aligned his dick with Erik’s hole and slowly pushed his way into heaven.

“Oh,
fuck...” Tag slid about halfway in and stopped. Never had a hole felt this
good. He always thought all tight cavities were the same. He was wrong. He slid
his hand along Erik’s spine, needing the contact to ground him.

Erik
shoved his ass backwards. “Move. Fuck. Need you… to… move,” he begged. Tag
gripped the base of his cock, stemming the flow of blood. He wanted to make
this last. When he felt like he’d be able to fuck without embarrassing himself,
he slid the rest of the way into Erik’s heat. Tag pulled out slowly then pushed
back in even slower.

“Lee,
fuck me. Hard. I need to feel your cock touching my tonsils.” Erik was pushing
back, trying to top from the bottom. Tag grinned and slapped him on the ass.

“Anything
you want, doctor.” He grabbed both Erik’s hips and pulled out all the way to
the tip of his cock before slamming into Erik’s ass. He wanted it hard? Tag
would give it to him hard. Rough. He leaned over Erik’s back and wrapped his
hand around the doctor’s throat.
Let’s see how rough you like it, Doc.

As
soon as Tag’s grip tightened, a loud groan rumbled in Erik’s throat. As Tag got
into a steady rhythm, the bedroom filled with the sounds of skin slapping, Erik
moaning, and Tag grunting. Erik wasn’t a vocal lover. Maybe he didn’t want to
wake up the baby. That was okay with Tag. He didn’t like the fake, overdramatic
porn talk anyway. As long as Erik was moaning, Tag knew he was feeling good.
Tag readjusted his legs so he had one foot on the bed. The new position allowed
him to plunge farther inside.
When he felt the
familiar tingle at the base of his spine, he dropped down on his forearms.
 “Goddamn, baby, you keep squeezing my dick like
that, I won’t last,” he husked into Erik’s ear. He had to force himself not to
bite Erik on the shoulder. One day he would mark the man in a place the whole world
could see. For now, he made his mark somewhere only the two of them would know
about.

Erik
reached down, took his cock in his hand, and began stroking.  Tag wasn’t ready
to come but if Erik was, he wanted to come with him. He let go of Erik’s neck
and grabbed both hips, digging his fingers into the soft flesh. Erik would
probably have bruises, but at least he’d remember who put them there. Tag
quickened his strokes, sweat beading his face. It wasn’t hot in the house, but
it was a fucking inferno in the bed. When he felt Erik’s body stiffen and his
hole tighten around his dick, Tag didn’t hold back his own orgasm. He pumped
his seed into the condom as Erik released his onto the bed.

Erik
collapsed flat on the bed taking Tag with him. Tag held onto the condom and
pulled out of Erik’s ass. He rolled off to the side so he didn’t crush the man.
Normally, he would get out of the bed and take care of the condom. He would
take a shower, alone, indicating it was time for whoever he’d fucked to leave.
He’d only ever cuddled after with Cade, and that’s because they were usually so
strung out neither one of them could move. Now, he wanted to curl up into the
heat of Erik and go to sleep. He had no idea how the doctor felt about that.
Tag waited for some kind of sign. When Erik didn’t move, Tag took off the
condom and found his way to the bathroom. He opened the small closet and
grabbed a washcloth. After cleaning his cock, he rewet the cloth and went to
care for Erik. When he sat down on the bed at the doctor’s hip, he allowed
himself a moment to take in the beauty that was Erik Henrikson. Not only was he
gorgeous on the outside, but he had a beautiful soul as well. It called to Tag
on a level so deep, he felt something he’d never felt before. He refused to put
a name to it. Not yet. He pushed Erik’s sweaty hair off his forehead. “Are you
okay?” he asked.

Erik
opened one eye and grinned. “I’m more than okay. That was…”

“Here,
turn over. Let me clean you up.”

Erik
rolled onto his back and covered his eyes with his forearm. Tag washed the come
off Erik’s flaccid dick and wiped at the mess on the sheets. “You can sleep in
the wet spot,” he joked.

Erik
removed his arm from his eyes and frowned. “You’re spending the night?”

Oh
shit. Tag had been kidding, sort of. He’d also wanted to feel out the doctor to
see where his head was. Guess that answered that.

Erik
couldn’t move. He didn’t want to move. Lee had fucked him hard, just like he
asked. When Lee wrapped his hand around Erik’s throat, he thought he’d come
right then. Erik liked rough sex. He liked to feel alive while being plowed. It
was one of the things he and Bradley never saw eye to eye on. Bradley wanted to
make love. He never wanted to be the aggressor, only wanted to lay compliantly
while Erik stuck it to him. Lee had given him what he wanted and then some. He
felt the bed dip down as Lee sat beside him then tenderly cleaned him up.

This
was too much. It felt like so much more than fucking. He wanted nothing more
than to pull Lee down to him and kiss him to express his gratitude for how the
man worked his body over. He wanted to wrap him up tight as they fell asleep
together. Erik couldn’t afford all that. He didn’t miss the hurt in Lee’s eyes
when Erik asked if he was spending the night. It surprised him that someone
like Lee would want to. Now, he had a decision to make. He could either let it
slide and see if Lee left, or he could suck up his emotions and ask him to
stay.

Erik
propped up on his elbow and stroked a finger down Lee’s back. Erik wanted to
keep emotion out of what they were doing, yet he couldn’t stop himself from
touching the inked skin spread out before him. “Lee, it’s not that I don’t want
you to stay, I’m just surprised you’d want to. That’s all.” Okay, the ball was
in his court.

Lee
gave him a slight smile, one that didn’t quite meet his eyes. “I don’t want to
ruin the mood by bringing up the past, but you’re right. I don’t usually spend
the night after. I send whoever I fucked on their merry way and go to sleep
alone. It’s been over five years since I slept in the same bed with another
person and then it was only because we were both too wasted to go back to our
own room. You bring out a side of me I didn’t know was there. I don’t even know
if you want me to stay. I’m not going to impose where I’m not wanted.”

Shit,
now the ball was back in his court. Fuck. Erik was seeing a different side of
Lee - the insecure, needy side. The man wasn’t needy in a clinging, jealous
type of way. No, what he needed was depth to a relationship with another human
being. Erik couldn’t imagine being around so many people who wanted your body
but not your heart. What would it hurt to show him affection? Erik knew the
answer to that but seeing the insecurity in Lee right then had him giving in to
what he knew would be heartache later.

“I
would love for you to stay. However, I have to get up early and go to work.
I’ll try my best not to wake you.”

“Who’s
going to watch Delilah while you work? Have you already found a nanny?”

Erik
scooted over and patted the bed beside him. Once Lee had lain down, Erik set
his alarm and turned off the lamp, bathing the room in darkness. “Not yet.
Echo’s coming to stay with her for the next few days until I have time to
interview some candidates. She assured me the band could do without her while
she helped me out.”

“Yeah,
we can. All we’re doing now is practicing. If anything comes up, she can do her
job from anywhere she has a phone or an internet connection. I’m glad she’s
getting to spend more time with Delilah right now. She’s gonna miss her almost
as much as I am.”

Erik
rolled over to face Lee and placed his hand on his hip. “I’m glad, too. She’s a
great girl. I’m surprised you two haven’t hooked up.” Erik was fishing. Echo
had already told him how she felt about each member of the band. When he told
Lee they hadn’t talked about him, he’d lied. Erik didn’t want him to think he
was digging for personal information, and he hadn’t been. She’d talked about
the four men all on her own.

“Nah,
man. She’s like a sister to all of us. Cade macked on her in the beginning, but
she quickly shut that shit down. Purely professional, that one. Besides, I
think she prefers the ladies.”

Erik
liked that answer. Echo had confessed to him she did, indeed, prefer the
ladies, as Lee put it. Being on the road didn’t offer many opportunities for
her to find someone to spend time with. She didn’t travel to every single show,
but she was at most of them. She said if she didn’t watch after them, they
always found trouble.

Lee
pressed his back to Erik’s chest. He pulled Erik’s arm across his body and held
it close, twining their fingers together. Wow. Taggart Lee was a spooner. Erik
kissed Lee’s shoulder and said, “Goodnight, Lee.”

Erik
thought Lee was asleep when he didn’t receive an answer. Right before Erik
drifted off, he heard Lee whisper, “Goodnight, Doc.”

 The
alarm clock beeping woke Erik from the most restful sleep he’d had in a long
time. No nightmares of his brother. No dreams of his father turning him away. A
slight ache in his ass reminded him of what happened the night before.
Realizing he was alone, Erik got out of bed. Naked. As he was pulling on his
jeans, he also realized Delilah hadn’t woken in the middle of the night. Erik looked
in her room expecting to find Duke asleep beside her bed. Both were missing.
Noises from the kitchen directed his feet that way. He stopped and took in the
sight before him. Lee’s inked body covered only in jeans was rocking Delilah in
his arm while he sang to her. Duke was lying on the floor, wagging his tail. The
dog could appreciate the moment as well.

When
Lee noticed Erik standing in the door, he stopped singing and smiled. “Good
morning. I hope you don’t mind, I made coffee. The little princess decided she
wanted to get up about five, and she’s been awake ever since.”

“I’m
so sorry; I didn’t hear her wake up.” Erik couldn’t believe he’d slept through
her crying.

“It’s
okay. Duke woke me up for some reason. Maybe he knew his master needed some
sleep.” Lee laughed as he rubbed Duke on the head. “If you want to get ready
for work, I’ve got her until Echo gets here.”

“That’d
be great, thanks. And thank you for making the coffee. I can’t focus until I’ve
had a few cups.” Erik took his favorite mug out of the dish drainer and filled
it. He added a little milk and took a big sip. “There are leftover biscuits, if
you’re hungry. Jelly’s in the fridge. Just make yourself at home.” Erik felt
the urge to kiss Lee good morning, but that’s not what they were doing. They
weren’t becoming a couple. They were just two people scratching an itch for a
few days. He did hold the baby’s little hand and kiss her on the cheek. He
whispered, “Hey there, Delilah.” He knew it was corny, but he didn’t care.

Without
looking at Lee, Erik took his coffee with him to the bathroom to take his
shower. It was probably the quickest, coldest shower he’d ever taken. He
refused to masturbate with Lee in the other room, even if he was the reason
Erik’s dick was aching. By the time he was dressed and ready to leave, Echo had
arrived. She and Lee were sitting in the living room. Whatever they were
discussing was halted as soon as Erik stepped in the room. Echo hopped up from
where she was sitting and hugged Erik. “Good morning, Doc. Sleep well?”

For
some reason, Echo calling him Doc didn’t bother him. He kissed her dark curls
and replied, “I did, actually. For the first time in a long while.” He locked
eyes with Lee over her head and winked. Someone walking across the front porch
caught Erik’s eye. “What the hell? Are either of you expecting company?” he
asked his guests. He knew nobody would be coming to see him.

Echo
said, “That would be Gus, one of the bodyguards. Instead of keeping a low
profile, Cade went downtown last night, and now the media’s aware the band is
in town. Gus goes wherever Tag goes.”

Erik
didn’t know how he felt about having security at his home. Were the paparazzi
going to be flocking his house now?

“I’m
sorry, Erik. I’m used to this kind of shit. It’s my life. I promise I won’t let
it bleed over into yours.” Lee stood handing Delilah over to Echo and
disappeared down the hall. The bathroom door closed, and the shower started.

Echo
cocked her head to the side looking at Erik. “I’ve never seen him like this. In
the ten years I’ve known him, I’ve not once seen him truly care about someone
other than his sister. And me. I think he likes me a little.”

“He
adores you. And maybe Delilah’s a good influence on him.”

Maybe.
Or maybe it’s you, Doc. Tag’s getting restless. Anyway, enough about him. Have
a great day at work, and don’t worry about us. Me and the princess are going to
watch bad reality television and gossip about the cute boys we know.” Echo
winked at him.

Erik
couldn’t help but laugh. “You two do that.” He kissed Delilah on the cheek and
headed toward the door. The shower was still running so he didn’t interrupt.
“Please tell Lee I’ll talk to him later. Let’s go, Duke.”  Feeling like he was
leaving something behind, Erik left for his clinic.

Tag
took his time in the shower. He allowed the hot water to ease some of the
tension in his shoulders. He was pissed at Cade for drawing attention to the
band. He was pissed at himself for bringing his high profile shit to Erik’s
home. He was so pissed his cock was laying limp against his leg. A knock at the
door was followed by Echo coming in. “I brought you some clean clothes. They’re
on the toilet seat.”

She
didn’t wait for him to say anything, just closed the door behind her, leaving
him to his thoughts. When the water began to run cold, he shut the shower off.
It was his fault Cade had shown his ass. He only went downtown, because Tag
didn’t come home the night before. Even though he had no idea if Tag was with
Erik or at some old friend’s house, he was pouting. He said he’d give the band three
months; he didn’t say he’d give it to them easy.

Tag
dressed in the clothes Echo brought, and took his dirty clothes with him into
the living room. He ran his hands through his wet hair and sighed. Echo was
looking at him. He knew her well enough to know she had something to say, so he
said, “Spit it out.”

“What
are you doing?”

He
knew what she meant, but instead of being direct he said, “Right now, I’m
gearing up to go confront my dickhead best friend and hopefully get some
practice time in.”

“Tag,
you know what I mean. What are you doing with the doctor?” She placed Delilah
in her seat and strapped her in before coming to stand in front of him. “I’ve
never seen you pay attention to anyone for more than a night. Do you like him?”

Tag
laughed. “This isn’t fucking junior high, Echo. Honestly, I have no idea what
I’m doing. The feelings I have for Erik go way beyond like.”

“And
how does he feel about you?”

“I
have no idea. I do know he’s been hurt in the past and has his heart locked
down tight. He told me that much. He knows about the life of a rock star,
because I explained how it’s been all these years. Even if he does like me, I
don’t think he would ever trust me enough to give me a chance.”

“What
is it about Erik that’s different? You’ve been with countless women and men
over the years. Why is he the one who has your microphone cord tangled around
your ankles?”

Tag
laughed at his manager. The girl was beautiful. She had short, dark curly hair.
She dressed like a Joan Jett wannabe, and she had a smile that would light up
the darkest night. He loved her, but she didn’t do it for him. Erik did.
“Because, he doesn’t give a shit that I’m a famous rock singer. He’s not interested
in the fame or the fortune. Especially not the money. I gave him a check to
take care of Delilah, and he got pissed. Tore it up and threw it at my feet. To
him, I’m the pitiful excuse of a father he met on the park bench, struggling
with my brand new baby.”

“Yeah,
well, it’s not like any of us are used to being around kids. With the exception
of Cade who acts like the biggest baby I’ve ever seen. Tag, what are you going
to do about him?”

“I’m
going to ignore him for the next two weeks. Maybe once we’re on the road and
I’m not focused on Delilah so much, he’ll back the fuck off. Pauly told him to
make a decision. Told him we could find another drummer.”

“Pauly
said that?” Echo’s eyes were as big as Tag’s had been when he witnessed the
altercation.

“Yep.
Seems he’s as tired of the bullshit as I am. Really, Echo, between you and me?
I’m done. I’m giving this tour all I have then I’m going to take a long look at
my options. Maybe it’s time for you to scope out some fresh band to manage. We
couldn’t have done everything we did without you. You truly are the best. Thank
you.” He held his arms open, and Echo walked into his embrace.