Forbidden Ballad - Rock My World (13 page)

“Leo!” she gasps, but she encircles her arms around me, and pulls me down to her. I lay the length of my body across her, running my hands over her smooth legs, as I kiss her back, gently hiking her dress further up her thighs.

Carly is breathing hard, but she reaches down for my hands, and brings them back up. She surprises me by placing them on her tits. I take that as a go ahead and I grope her through her dress, groaning loudly as I feel her tits through the thin material. Carly moans in response, and I can tell she loves how it feels. I push my erection between her thighs and she cries out as I rub her in just the right spot.

Hoping I don’t regret later, I yank my shirt over my head and lower myself back onto her slender body.

Carly

I know I shouldn’t be giving in as much as I am right now but I can’t help it. Leo is damn sexy, and he’s completely wooed me with this ridiculous yacht and the romantic dinner.

I run my hands along the bare of his back, lightly dragging my nails on his skin, and making him shiver in response. I smile to myself. I like the feeling of power I have over Leo in moments like this. I know how badly he wants to get in my pants, and while I’m not ready to give in tonight, I think it’s okay for us to fool around a little.

I gasp again as Leo slides his tongue along the base of my throat, the sensation incredibly erotic. My insides are throbbing and I want Leo far more than I ever dreamed. It’s taking every ounce of willpower to not sleep with him on this beautiful bed.

His hands slide back down to the hem of my dress, and this time I don’t stop him. He hikes up my dress until I can feel the cool air against my black thong. He looks down and groans loudly, his hands gliding over my sex.

I moan loudly, arching my back and Leo takes the opportunity to pull my dress up higher. I sit up a bit, and Leo understands, pulling the dress over my head and tossing it in a heap on the floor.

I’m laying beneath Leo in only my lace thong and strapless bra. I feel incredibly exposed, but sexier than I’ve felt in a long time. Sexier than I ever felt with Walker, if I’m being truthful.

“Carly,” he says, his words fervently as his hands explore my body. I’m panting hard now, and his hands are everywhere, moving across my abdomen, sliding across my cleavage, and wrapping around my waist. It doesn’t help that Leo is thrusting his massive erection just against my nub, and I’m surprised to feel the familiar building of an orgasm. I’m more aroused than I imagined.

“Oh god, Leo,” I moan, too aroused to be embarrassed, “don’t stop.”

“What?” he asks surprised.

He looks down at me, and then realizes as if had forgotten, where he had been rubbing against me.

“That’s right, Carly,” he murmurs, pushing against me again, and this time his hand moving down to my sex, too. “Let me make you feel good.”

“It just feels so good,” I pant, and he keeps stroking me with his massive length, quickening his speed, as he stretches his hands up to my hair and cradles my head.

“Come for me, baby,” he croons, “I want to see you fall apart beneath me.”

That’s all I need to hear, and I’m shattering, quivering beneath him and moaning loudly. I don’t even realize that I’m saying his name again and again, until the pleasure has nearly swept me away.

I stare into Leo’s eyes as I come, and I see a myriad of emotions pass through his gorgeous eyes. First, lust, wild, unbridled lust unlike anything I’ve ever seen in a man’s eyes. And then fear, though it’s quick. Then a look of triumph, and finally one of care.

Leo cares for me. In this vulnerable moment of mine, I’m more certain of that than ever. Maybe I was never sure, but I know that now. He’s trying hard, and he honestly cares about me.

He wraps me in his arms, rolling onto his back and pulling me onto his chest.

“Carly, that was so unbelievably sexy. You have no idea,” he says, pushing a damp piece of hair off my face.

“I’m sorry,” I manage to say, “It just felt so good.”

He pulls back to look at me. “Are you apologizing for coming? Are you crazy?”

I laugh shakily. “I feel bad. I didn’t mean for things to get that far. And I left you hanging…” I trail off. I’ve definitely left Leo with blue balls this time.

“Don’t worry about it,” he murmurs. “I feel like you need a cigarette.”

I laugh again.

He runs his hands along my stomach and my thighs, before his hands slide around to cup my ass.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful.” He takes a deep breath. “Unless you plan on letting me fuck you, you better put your clothes back on.” His voice is carefully restrained, but I can tell it’s the last thing in the world he actually wants.

“While this is very romantic,” I gesture to the room, “I don’t think I’m ready for that yet.”

He sighs. “I figured.”

I’m not really sure how to respond, so I clamber off the bed and retrieve my dress from the floor. I slip it back on quickly and adjust it.

“It’s a great dress, but I liked it better off,” he says woefully.

I swat at him and toss him his shirt. He pulls it back over his head, and I take his hands and pull him off the bed.

“Let’s go back out on the deck,” I say, dragging him out of the room. He gives one last look of longing around the room, clearly hoping for more, but I hold firm. He nods and follows me.

~~~

“I’ll miss you!” I cry, throwing my arms around Quinn. She hugs me tightly.

“I’ll miss you, too. Have so much fun! I promise to see the show when you come through New York.”

I give her a final squeeze and walk towards my pile of suitcases.

“Keep in touch!” she calls.

“I will!”

I sling the duffel bag across my chest, as well as the other small bag, and then grab the two handles of my suitcases, and slowly roll them behind me. Once I get out of the elevator downstairs, I see my car, and the driver jumps out quickly to load my bags.

Leo was more than thoughtful in sending a car to take me out to the tour buses, and I was only sad that we couldn’t ride together. I didn’t need to be at the buses until one in the afternoon, but Leo had to be there earlier to talk with Mark.

It was a glorious day in the city, and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky. I watched the now-familiar buildings roll past me as we made our way out of Manhattan, and my stay seemed much longer than three weeks. We started Cobalt’s tour in Boston tomorrow night, and I knew things between Leo and I were going to slow down just as they seemed to be heating up.

I know I had given Leo three dates to decide if I had wanted to pursue things further, and who was I kidding? Of course I wanted to take them farther. Amber had been a little distant the past few days, and when I pressed her about it, she refused to say. For some reason, I had a feeling that it had to do with Leo. I know she was close to the former back up singer, and I had wondered if she was upset that it was me going on tour and not her friend.

I got lost in thought thinking about Leo and the tour, and before I knew it, we were pulling up to the huge parking lot in New Jersey where the tour was loading. There were a number of cars, trucks and buses. Feeling frightened, and out of place, I got out of the car and began collecting my luggage.

The buses were lined up, and I knew that I was on Bus number Six, along with Amber and two of the make up girls. I found the bus, and began dragging my bags up the stairs.

“Hey,” Amber said. She was standing on her tiptoes, stuffing a box of crackers into the cabinets.

“Hi. This is great!” The bus was fully furnished inside with a small kitchen and living space. In the back, I could see two small doors.

“Yeah, it’s pretty sweet. This bus has two bedrooms! You and I are in the one on the left, and Ginny and Mae Li are in the other one.”

“Thanks!” I drag my bags to the back to start to unpack. There are two beds, almost like bunk beds, built into the wall and they have curtains across them. I take the lower one since Amber seems to have claimed the top one. I take to putting my stuff away, and before I’m finished, I feel the bus start to move.

Damn. I was hoping to maybe see Leo. I’ll definitely see him tonight, but I didn’t want to wait that long.

After I finish unpacking, I join Amber, Ginny and Mae Li out front, and we make ourselves sandwiches. The ride to Boston only takes a few hours, and before I know it, we’re at TD Garden. I glance out the window, and already see that stuff is being unloaded.

We hop out to begin scoping the scene and then slip inside where we see that most of the set has already been built.

“Get those girls in make up,” someone barks as they walk past us, and Ginny and Mae Li look confused.

“We’re starting dress rehearsal in an hour.”

“Shit,” Mae Li swears under her breath. “I didn’t know we were starting so soon.”

We all hurry back to the bus, where Mae Li and Ginny grab their arsenal of makeup supplies, and Amber and I grab our few things. We find out way to our cramped dressing room, and the women set to work to make Amber and I beautiful.

We have finally arrived.

~~~

I cross my legs at the table and Leo absentmindedly runs his fingers over my thigh. I don’t object. It feels incredible and this is the first time that I’ve been alone with Leo in a week.

“I’m so sorry that we didn’t see each other much last week,” he apologizes for what feels like the one-millionth time.

“Leo, it’s fine. I told you that already.”

I was a little upset by it, but I refused to make an issue over it. I knew I was being high maintenance. The Cobalt tour had started, and it was a type of insanity that I had not prepared for. Nothing could have prepared me for it actually.

The more I thought about it, it was probably best that I hadn’t seen Leo, because it had given me some time to adjust to being on tour with the biggest rock band in the world, and to get used to the panties and bras that were chucked onstage every night, and the countless women that tried to sneak back to Leo’s dressing room.

The first two nights I had cried after I had gone to bed, thinking that I was not cut out for this. Leo and I had never declared we were anything official, and watching women throw themselves at him was hard to see. I had never seen Leo give any of the women a second glance, and I could only hope that he wasn’t doing anything that I didn’t know about.

Of course, what right did I have to even think that because Leo and I were not exclusive. But I felt like we had an unspoken understanding that there was no one else while we were exploring things between one another.

“But it had to be such a culture shock for you, and I wasn’t around.”

“Leo, let it go.”

My voice is harder than I intended, but he gets the message and leaves it alone. A few seconds later, the waiter brings our pizza out and Leo grins.

“Wait till you try this. Best deep dish in Chicago.”

I eagerly take a slice and dig in.

Mmmmm.

He’s right; it’s the best pizza I have ever had.

“How did you find this place?” I ask, my mouth full.

“Maddox actually. He’s from Chicago.”

I nod and chew. We were in Chicago for the day before we did a show at night. We had tried spending the morning at Navy Pier, but the crowds following us had been so crazy that we finally gave up decided to have lunch at a pizza place Leo suggested.

I was glad to finally have Leo to myself. I began to fear that maybe I had imagined everything; maybe we never had any chemistry and that I had fabricated the whole thing in my mind. It wouldn’t surprise me. I had literally gone off the deep end in the last month, and a psychotic break would have been expected.

“Do you like the tour?” Leo asks, already done with his first slice and moving on to a second.

“I do. It took a few nights to adjust to the crowds,” I shoot Leo a dirty look, “and the slutty dress I have to wear.”

Leo gives me a sly grin. “I had nothing to do with that, but I’ve been meaning to thank the costume people.”

I can’t help but laugh. Amber and I dressed in ridiculously short dresses, with tons of cut outs and sky-high heels. We’ve been assured that we look great onstage, but I feel like a streetwalker when I go out every night.

“So,” I start shyly, “being serious here, how often can I expect to see you on this tour?”

Leo puts his slice down and studies me. His hair is messy in just the right way, and my fingers twitch to touch him. His eyes are bright aquamarine today, and I’ve found myself staring at him even more than normal.

“It shouldn’t be this crazy,” he says honestly. “It’s just the initial week or two. Things will calm down and then you and I should be able to get some time together every day or two.” He stops. “Unless you don’t want that.”

“I do want that,” I say honestly, “but I know that you’re surrounded by women. I’m not an insecure person by nature, but my guard is up.” I don’t have to say Walker’s name because Leo knows. “I just don’t want to stop you if there are other things you want to do on tour.”

“Meaning do I want to fuck other women?”