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Author: Olivia Cunning
Jace’s brow furrowed. He hadn’t thought of that. “I don’t know. The album isn’t even done yet. Why is he asking about this now?”
“He doesn’t want to lose the band. Not entirely. ”
“So I’m supposed to extend a hand of welcome?”
“That’s up to you. He said he didn’t want to go to the rest of the guys. He wants you to make the decision. ”
“That’s weird,” Jace said. “Why should this be my decision?”
“You’re the bassist. He said after he heard you play live that he knew he was grasping at straws. He was hoping you might give him one last straw to cling to. ”
“I’ll bring it up with the guys,” Jace promised.
Aggie snuggled against him. “I love you. ”
Jace wasn’t sure why throwing Jon a bone had her all sentimental, but he’d take it. He touched her soft breast with his fingertips.
She yelped. “Your hands are freezing!”
“Then warm them up. ”
“I’ll warm you up,” she said in a threatening tone.
He chuckled. “That’s the idea. ”
Apparently, his idea of the best way to create warmth and her idea weren’t quite the same. She tickled him until he laughed and squirmed himself off the bed. He hit the floor with a thud. Still laughing, he rolled over to climb to his feet. Unexpectedly, he found himself airborne as someone lifted him off the floor and tossed him back into the bunk.
“You lost something, Aggie,” Eric said with a grin.
“Thanks, Eric. I wouldn’t want him to get away. ”
“Keep him on a shorter leash. ”
Aggie’s devious smile instantly had Jace warm and his pants tight. “Now there’s an idea,” she murmured.
He was glad she was already naked. It made it easier to fill his hands and mouth with warm, inviting flesh.
“I guess there’s no room in there for me,” Eric said and drew the curtain closed.
“Is Eric going to be okay?” Aggie whispered.
Jace released her nipple and slid up her body to look her in the eye. The light in the closed bunk was limited, and he couldn’t gauge her expression. “He’ll have to be. Call me selfish, but I’m not sharing you anymore. I’ll have to be enough to feed your insatiable sexual appetite. ”
Aggie grinned, buried her fingers in his hair, and kissed him hungrily. When he tried to pull back to ask her about her lustful enthusiasm, she held him fast, her lips sucking on his, fingers digging into his scalp, mound gyrating feverishly against his rock hard cock. All rational thought escaped him. He immersed himself in the delight of Aggie’s curves. Well, as best he could with the fucking sling pinning his arm against his body.
Her hands moved down his back to tug at his shirt impatiently. When she found her progress impeded by his sling, her hands slipped between their bodies and unfastened his pants. Both hands thrust into his open fly and pulled his cock free. She stroked him up and down vigorously between her palms, her fingertips dancing against his flesh. Jesus, he liked it rough like that. His breath caught in the back of his throat.
“God, baby, don’t make me wait. Take me,” she pleaded, squirming beneath him.
Why was she so eager? He didn’t get it. He understood when she got this way after he spent hours teasing her body, but he’d barely had time to touch her. Hell, he was fully clothed. Was her excitement due to the guys being outside the curtain and able to hear her? Or because Brian was talking dirty to Myrna, jerking it, and groaning quietly in the bunk across the way? Or because Sed and Jessica had begun round two of their “who can vocalize the loudest” contest?
“Aggie? What’s goin…”
He lost his train of thought as she slipped his cock into her warm, slick core and arched her back to drive him deep. He sucked a breath between his teeth. She bucked her hips against him, urging him into a deep, hard rhythm. The bunk had little room to maneuver, but it turned out to be a blessing in disguise. He planted his feet against one wall, and she lifted her arms above her head to hold herself stable against the other as he plowed into her with increasingly hard thrusts. He growled as instinct took over. All he could think about was claiming her, making her feel him. Taking her and all that she gave him, which was so much more than this. But God, this was what he wanted—to be inside her—part of her body. It couldn’t get better than this. She lifted both legs and planted her feet on the bunk overhead, tilting her pelvis to increase the friction on the head of his cock. Wow. God, he’d been so wrong. It could get better. He thrust into her harder. Faster. His nuts were heavy, full to bursting, but he didn’t want it to end. He wanted to fuck her like this forever.
She rotated her hips, rubbing her swollen clit against him, her hands somehow finding their way around his body to his ass and encouraging him to pump into her harder. She came with a startled cry, her entire body going rigid as her pussy clenched around him in hard spasms. Yeah, baby, come for me. Come. He almost followed her, but that would mean this would end, and he wasn’t ready to stop.
“Jace,” she called to him desperately. “Jace. Oh God, I love you. I love you. ”
And he didn’t care that everyone on the bus could hear. He wanted them to. Wanted them to know that he’d somehow won this sensational woman’s affection even though he knew he’d never done anything to deserve it.
Her hands moved from his ass to cup his face, and she kissed him passionately, still grinding her hips against him as he thrust into her.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I got carried away. The guys probably heard that. ”
“I don’t mind,” he assured her.
She paused. “You don’t?”
He shook his head and nibbled on her chin while he continued to thrust into her body. “You know what I do mind though?”
“What’s that?”
“That you stopped doing that thing with your hips. Feels real good. ”
She gyrated, squeezing his cock, releasing, squeezing, as her pussy muscles clenched with her motion. “Like this?”
His breath caught. “Ah God, Aggie. ”
“What about this?” She tilted her pelvis up and down, which changed the friction on the head of his cock from one pleasure point to another.
“Yeah, feels good too. ”
She worked her hips against him, the pleasure so intense, he knew he wasn’t going to last much longer, but he was ready now. He wanted to let go and fill her with his seed. Find the release only she could offer. Not just the physical release, but the emotional one he’d never found with anyone but her. With Aggie. His Aggie. Sweet, tough Aggie.
“I’m coming again,” she gasped. “Oh Jace. Jace. Jace!”
When her body went rigid this time, he thrust deep and let go. Muscles at the base of his cock contracted with rhythmic pulses of pleasure, bathing her insides with his fluids. His good arm gave out, and he collapsed on top of her. She wrapped both arms and legs around him and held him tightly as he trembled in the aftermath.
“I love you, Aggie,” he whispered.
“What was that? I didn’t hear you. ”
“I love you. ”
“Again. Louder. ”
“I love you!”
“Did you hear that guys? He loves me,” she called.
“Oh, we heard that, and a whole lot more,” Trey said from somewhere near the dining table.
“My balls hurt so bad,” Eric moaned. “You realize there isn’t any available pussy around for miles. ”
“I do realize that,” Jace murmured. He brushed Aggie’s hair from her cheeks and slid his slackening cock in and out of her a couple times. “Because this is mine. ”
“Fuck, yeah, it is,” she murmured and kissed him.
“Will everyone shut up?” Brian called miserably from his bunk. “I can’t do this with all that yammering. ”
Chapter 36
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nbsp; Jace shifted the barbell off its pegs and struggled to keep the bar even. His weak arm trembled immediately. Sed stood over his head as his spotter.
“I wonder when Brian will get back to the bus with Myrna,” Sed said. “I hope nothing happened. They should have been here by now. We’re going to be late for our show if we don’t get on the road soon. ”
“They’re probably screwing somewhere. You know how those two are. Even married, they can’t keep their hands off each other. ” Jace lowered the bar to his chest and pushed up. Keeping the bar even was damned near impossible, but whenever it tilted, Sed pressed on the high end as a gentle reminder to work harder on the low end.
Jace tried to ease the dumbbell back on its stand, but Sed nudged it forward. “Three more. ”
Jace had already broken out in a sweat. The enclosed space in the back of the equipment truck made the air hot and heavy. Even with the back doors wide open, the circulation was minimal. Within minutes, Jace’s entire body was drenched. His arm was so tired, he doubted he could lift a paper clip, but he lowered the bar, confident that Sed wouldn’t let him crush his chest if he got into trouble. Jace gritted his teeth and pushed the bar up.
“Two more. ”
Again.
“One more. ”
His weak arm shook uncontrollably. He felt the weight slipping. Sed’s hand hovered near the bar, but he didn’t grab it.
“Focus, Jace. You can do this. ”
Jace couldn’t explain the feeling Sed gave him. Always gave him. It was as if he wanted Sed to be proud—such a strange ambition. It did give Jace the fortitude to lift the bar one last time as he drew on strength he didn’t know he possessed. Sed grabbed the bar at once and shifted it onto the stand. “That’s it. ”
Jace forced himself to sit up.
“How did that feel?”
“Exhausting, but great. I’m getting stronger already. Thanks for your help. ”
“No problem. ” Sed added weights to the bar. “Spot me?”
Jace tried not to grin too widely at being asked, but he couldn’t help it. No one else worked out with Sed. Just him. “Yeah, of course. ”
“Jessica can’t keep her hands off me. I think it’s the extra muscle. Must make sure I maintain it. ”
Jace figured it was her undying love, not Sed’s impressive bulk, that kept her hands on him, but Jace didn’t want to sound like a wuss, so he kept those words locked inside.
Eric hauled himself into the back of the truck. “Whatcha guys doing out here?”
“What does it look like?” Sed asked.
Eric’s vivid blue eyes moved from Jace to Sed and back to Jace. “Having a ‘who can sweat the most’ contest? I think Jace is winning. ”
“He’s working on getting the strength back in his shoulder and arm,” Sed explained.
Jace braced himself for the dis that was sure to erupt from Eric’s mouth.
“Good. Then we can send Jon home. ”
Jace was smiling like a dipshit now. When had things changed? When had these guys, who he’d always admired, even idolized, started to include him as one of them? Maybe they were just jerking him. He couldn’t let his guard down too much. Jace remembered he was supposed to ask about Jon playing bass live in those songs Jace would play piano.
“We might need to keep Jon around,” Jace said.
Eric and Sed stared in disbelief.
“For the songs on the new album where I play piano. Maybe he could play bass when we do those songs live. ”
“No,” Sed said without hesitation.
“Why not?” Eric said.
“I caught him sharing a crack pipe with one of our temporary roadies yesterday,” Sed said. “I fired the roadie on the spot. Jon’s had his one and only warning. We can’t get rid of him fast enough. ”