Face the Music (A Brothers of Rock - GONE BY AUTUMN - Novel) (10 page)

“Holy shit,” Asher growled. “You have no idea…”

“Neither do you,” Jocelyn said. “Don’t hold back. Please, Asher, just don’t hold back.”

Asher placed his hands to Jocelyn’s waist. He slid his hands up and down, following the natural curve of her body. Her hands were also quick to work. One hand touching his stomach, the other sensually wrapping around his thick erection. She gripped Asher halfway down his shaft. She slid down, back up to his full tip, then back down to his root where she held tight.

Their eyes met and Asher kissed Jocelyn. Her lips were wet and delectable. His tongue slithered across her lips, and then darted into her mouth. She squeezed at him, stroking him one more time before Asher reached down and gently pulled her hand away from him.

He broke the kiss with a smile. “Love, you don’t want this to end right now, do you?”

“No,” Jocelyn said.

“Good. Let me take care of this.”

Jocelyn groaned and put her head back. The water rushed down her neck. That’s where Asher’s mouth went next, savoring the wet taste of her skin. His right hand moved up her body, his fingers eager to touch her bare breasts again. His left hand moved the other direction, cutting down and touching the softness between Jocelyn’s legs. He cupped her mound, fingertips touching her damp folds, gently making circles, playing and teasing at her.

Jocelyn let out a deep groan and clawed both hands to Asher’s stomach. She kept him at a distance for now. He loved how she tried to battle what he body desperately wanted right now. She had nothing to fear though; Asher told himself he’d never compromise her. Not like this. This was all up to her and what she wanted and needed.

As Asher’s mouth traveled down her neck to her chest, Jocelyn lifted a hand and dug into his hair. She clawed at him, groaning.

Asher’s mouth hurried, moving over the curvature of Jocelyn’s left breast. His mouth opened and tasted the smooth skin. His lips flirted with her erect nipple, his tongue flicking enough that Jocelyn’s entire body jumped. His closed his mouth and pulled at her, loving to way he could discover all her little hot buttons.

His fingers between her legs started to cut down more. He followed the natural curve of her body and, with just his middle finger, he touched. Feeling her throbbing against his finger made him groan. When his finger penetrated Jocelyn, she let out a helpless whimper. Asher stopped kissing her chest and looked up at her. She looked down at him, those blue-green eyes on fire now.

 
Don’t fight it, love. Don’t you fucking fight it.

Jocelyn curled his fingers tighter to Asher’s hair and pushed. Asher grinned and turned Jocelyn. He gently placed her back against the tiled shower wall and kissed her breast again. He moved to the other breast, but just for a brief moment. His mouth had a new hunger. For something a little sweeter…

Asher kissed softly down Jocelyn’s body. He watched her skin tighten, break out in goosebumps, and when his tongue flickered at her navel, she took a shuddering breath and made her belly dance. Everything about her was overwhelming and sexy. His hands moved to her hips again, inching back toward her ass, where he held and kept her body close to his mouth. He kissed down the rest of her body and looked up at her again. Jocelyn’s eyes were glued to his, mouth parted, almost looking surprised.

The water hit just below her breasts and rushed down her body like a waterfall. Asher grinned. He couldn’t remember ever being so turned on. Maybe not since his first time all those years back when all he had was a few guitar riffs and some big damn dreams.

With the tip of his tongue, he sliced between Jocelyn’s soft folds. He moved down and up, curling his tongue at her sensitive nub, bringing Jocelyn to her toes. She thrust, moaned, and slapped both hands back to the wall.

“Yes,” she managed to whisper as her body shuddered.

Asher repeated the motion again and then all bets were off. His hands cupped her ass, kneading at her, making sure Jocelyn kept thrusting at him. She worked herself with Asher’s tongue as hard and as fast and he savored the sweet pouring from her body. The feel of her tightness, leaving his own thickness aching to find its way inside her to show her true pleasure. Something greater than just the enjoyment of his tongue.

As Jocelyn rocked herself, Asher could feel her already inching toward a climax. It wasn’t rare for Asher to make a woman come this quick, but with Jocelyn, it was more than that. He couldn’t quite figure it out though. There was some kind of hidden meaning in it all.

Asher suckled her softness for a few seconds and then allowed his thumb to rest easily against her nub, pleasuring her with thrusts, circles, and any other shapes and pressure he wanted to offer. It took her no more than a minute to start to climax. And when she did, Jocelyn tried closing her legs.

No, love… that’s not how I work…

Asher hurried and brought his hands to the front of Jocelyn’s soft legs. He pushed, feeling her muscles flexing. He wasn’t done enjoying her yet. His tongue gently moved up and down, along the softness of her center, feeling her as she came again and again for him.

One he deemed her finished did Asher behind to kiss up her body again. Following the line of her belly all the way to her breasts. He kissed between them, his hands now trailing up the sides of her body. He slipped one hand behind her back, the other touching her breast. He kissed to her chin and then pulled back.

“Fuck, you’re delicious,” Asher said.

Jocelyn’s beautiful eyes burned at him.

She’s going to hurt me… but it’ll be worth it when she does.

“Take me,” she whispered. “I need to feel… all of you… I want all of the rockstar you are…”

Rockstar.

Asher grinned and planted a kiss to her lips. The move surprised Jocelyn, considered where his lips had just been. But she didn’t fight him. Instead, she succumbed to him, kissing him back.

Take me… I need to feel… all of you… I want all of the rockstar you are…

*

Jocelyn couldn’t figure out what had gotten into her. The wildfire raging throughout her body could not be contained. She had stood there in Asher’s bedroom and listened to him turn on the shower. She looked at the bed and a sudden plague of regret hit her. He had been a complete gentleman to her. And even the next morning, he wanted to know more. He wanted to keep helping. And he had the nerve to ask such a bold question…
were she and Chad together?

The answer was simple. No.

But living out that answer was anything but.

Fearing to leave Asher’s apartment, Jocelyn wanted to her offer herself to Asher. To see what it was like. To have a man touch her the way she needed to be touched. To be cared for…

Now with Asher gently placing her on the bed, again, she knew it what it felt like. Her body was already aching from the intense orgasm, but this was far from being done. Never before had she had a man so eager to kiss all of her body. To go down on her like that. To hold her and keep tasting her.

Asher’s fingers cut between her legs, two fingers massaging her. Making perfect circles and left Jocelyn’s body with no choice but to thrust and demand more of Asher.

“You’re still ready,” he whispered into her ear.

Jocelyn trailed a hand down his beautifully cut body and gripped at his impressive shaft again. Her fingertips could barely touch together around him. There was a sense of impossibility that he’d even fit inside her, but she trusted the sexy rockstar would find a way to make it all work just fine.

“You still feel ready too,” Jocelyn said with a little flirty tone in her voice. She had never been so ready to just let go and feel so… exposed. Vulnerable. In need. Knowing she’d be take care of.

“Trust me, love,” Asher said. “I’m ready for you.”

Jocelyn told herself not to read into anything Asher said. He was a rockstar and had his purposes in life. This was just one of them.

Asher slithered down her body and stepped from the bed. He reached for the nightstand and found protection. Jocelyn touched her stomach and bent her left leg a little. She was so damn nervous. Ready yet nervous. In the back of her mind, she knew she was supposed to be at the office right now. But this was so much better. So much hotter. No better way to spend a morning.

Once Asher readied himself, he didn’t just climb back on top of Jocelyn and start to fuck her, no. He wasn’t that kind of man or rockstar. Instead, he moved to the other side of her and pulled Jocelyn toward him. They faced each other and quickly began to kiss. Asher touched her ass and pulled. Jocelyn put a leg over Asher and before she knew what was happening, she was on top of him. The sexy and wild rockstar guiding her from the top.

It was amazing.

She put her hands to the bed, next to Asher’s head. Her wet hair dangled down, in her face, in his face. Her breasts were dangling too, Asher reaching up and cupping one. His other hand at her ass still, guiding her down. Jocelyn gasped and reached down, finding Asher big and hard. She held him, lining everything up. Just the mere touch of him to her body left her tingling with pleasure. She eased herself down, Asher’s size making room inside her. With just an inch or two inside her, Jocelyn froze and moaned. The deep pulsing began again.

“I’m… holy shit…”

I’m coming again…

Jocelyn froze and opened her mouth in shock. She wanted to feel embarrassed but it felt too damn good. Way too damn good.

“It’s okay, love,” Asher said in a soothing voice. “Relax when you can.”

Jocelyn put a hand to Asher’s chest and scratched at him. She took deep breaths through the deep and intense pleasure. Her body wanted more but she wasn’t sure how it was going to work right now. Slowly, Jocelyn lowered herself even more. In seconds, she felt so full and it felt so good. She kept going, breathing through the pressure, feeling every inch of Asher enter her.

When her body finally rested to his, she looked into Asher’s eyes. He let out a hiss and took a deep breath.

“Damn,” he growled. “How could you possibly be so…”

Jocelyn moved down and kissed Asher. She wanted to discuss her previous sexual encounters. That’s not what this was about right now. If it had a virginal feel to Asher, then good for him. Revel in it. This was about this moment right now.

As Jocelyn kissed Asher, she lifted herself and lowered. Softly and as gentle as her body demanded. Over and over, she inched her way and down. It was an inch at a time until she started to bounce up and down on Asher. That’s when Asher started to thrust up at her. The pressure gave way to more pleasure. Jocelyn caught herself biting at Asher’s bottom lip. It was impossible for this to feel so amazing. So electric.
So real.

Jocelyn put both hands to Asher’s chest and lifted up. She leaned forward and didn’t need to tell him what to do. She threw her head back with a deep moan as he continued to thrust at her. She felt Asher’s mouth touch her breasts. His tongue flicking at her nipples, one at a time, teasing her. His hands gently climbed up and down her back, leaving her feel so warm and protected.

When his hands grasped at her waist, Asher lifted her off him. Jocelyn let out a gasping moan. Asher then sat up, putting Jocelyn on her knees. His thickness was between their bodies. Jocelyn had her hands on his shoulders, hanging on.

“You’re special,” Asher whispered. “I want you to know that. Whatever happens after this… it’s not just this… and you need to realize that. Whatever you want out of life, just go get it. Don’t let anything get in the way.”

The words stole Jocelyn’s heart. She sucked in a breath and knew she could say something back to Asher. Something romantic. But she didn’t. She clawed at his shoulders, pulling at him. He took the hint and changed positions.

Now Asher was on top. His sexy body thrusting at hers. Entering her, loving her, bringing her to another amazing climax. She toyed with her mind wondering how many times she could come during one wild morning. The answer was two more times before Asher finally reached his own climax. And when he did, he thrust deep, held tight, and with one hand, stroked her cheek and kissed her like no man had ever kissed her before.

(9)

Asher slid the key into the lock and turned it. He door opened and the loft appeared empty. After letting out a few whistles and calling out
Hello!
Asher knew he was actually alone. There was a time when there was always someone in the loft. But that was before the songs, the album, the touring, and all the fame.

Leaving the door half-open, Asher walked to the makeshift stage. He stood there, hands at his sides, remembering where it all came from. When he closed his eyes, he could still hear the thousands upon thousands of fans cheering for the band. He also heard the sweet and sultry moans of Jocelyn. The way she almost purred when she came. How she crunched up and kissed at his ear. Like she wanted to bite at his ear but was afraid to actually do it.

He smiled and felt a warmth throughout his body. He shook his head. Never before had he felt even the smallest stings of loneliness when a woman left his apartment. But Jocelyn left in a taxi, headed for her place to get changed and go to work.

With that asshole.

The situation wasn’t resolved in Asher’s mind, but he knew he couldn’t force anything on Jocelyn. She was still basically a stranger and he didn’t need her to fear him.

“Hey, man, is this cool?”

Asher spun around and saw JT standing in the open door.

“Yeah, come on in, man. We’re alone. That’s good.”

JT shut the door and put his guitar down. He looked around. “Is everything okay?”

“I wanted to talk to you alone.”

JT nodded. “Okay.”

“You like this? The gig, I mean?”

“Playing with Gone by Autumn? Hell yeah. It’s amazing so far. Is everything… I mean, am I sounding good up there?”

“You sound great, JT. Really great. And I thought I was going to have to kick your ass.”

“Oh?”

“Usually when people get their chance in the limelight they turn into assholes. But not you, man. You keep off to the side of the stage. Why?”