Between a Rock and a Hard Place (17 page)

Damien pointed his thumb over his shoulder.  “This is my protection.  It wards off those demons and protects me.  It’s symbolic, but it’s a constant reminder of what I had to go through, all because I never got the love I was entitled to.  I never had any parents that loved me.  You do.  Your parents love you.”

“Is that what this is about?  Damien, it’s not the same thing.  I know they love me. They just don’t approve of my lifestyle and they said horrible things to me.”

“They don’t have to approve.  They’ll get used to it.  Make amends before it’s too late.  Before too much time goes by and you can’t repair the damage.”  He pointed to the demons at his throat.  “It’ll haunt you for the rest of your life if you don’t make things right.”

Chapter Fifteen

This first class cabin of the 777 aircraft was full of amenities – blankets, pillows, snacks, and a reclining seat that folded flat for a good night’s sleep.  London was the first stop on Immortal Angel’s European tour and Jessi was excited about witnessing the impact the band had on fans abroad.  She was looking forward to traveling to cities that she dreamed about visiting and about shopping in Paris and Milan.  Shopping brought back her worries about leaving the store only a few days after its opening, but she couldn’t be in two places at once and she had to make a choice.  It was her plan from the beginning to leave the store in the hands of a highly qualified retail manager.  She needed to trust her decision.

Jessi lifted the plastic window shade to observe the land from above.  It was unrecognizable, just shades of brown and green barely visible under the blaring sunlight.

Tommy shielded his sensitive eyes with his hand.  “Lower that.  The sun is blinding at this altitude.”

“I was just wondering where we are.”

Angel rested his hand on Tommy’s leg and bobbed his head in an attempt to look out the window.  “Does it matter?  We’re in the clouds and we’re together.”  His dark eyes smiled at her.  “Let’s never be apart again.”

Jessi nodded in agreement.  She didn’t want to miss one second of the European tour.  It was hard to be home and at peace with the knowledge that Tommy and Angel were experiencing Asia for the first time without her.  Thankfully her studies and planning the store opening kept her busy, and Alyssa made sure her nightlife was full.

They had been in the air for a little over three hours and the plane echoed with constant chatter.  Immortal Angel, plus Alyssa and Jessi, occupied most of the right hand side of the first class cabin, where cocktails, constant seat changes and energetic laugher were in abundance.

The well-dressed business-type passengers that inhabited the rest of the cabin stayed in their seats and quietly stole intimidated glances at the rebellious rock stars.

Jimmy popped his head over the seat from the row in front of Jessi.  He had two miniature bottles of Jack Daniels in his hand.  “Give these to Alyssa.  She looks like she could use something to calm he nerves.”

Jessi took the bottles from Jimmy, but she knew Alyssa wouldn’t drink them in front of Damien.  She offered the alcohol to Alyssa anyway.  She was in a center seat in the row behind Jessi, wrapped in Damien’s tattooed arms.

Alyssa waved the bottles away.

“Go ahead,” Damien said.  “I never told you to stop drinkin’ because of me.  I get that this is rough on you.”  He nodded toward the little bottles.  “Take one.”

Even though a slight dip of the plane bleached Alyssa’s pale complexion a little whiter, she refused the alcohol.  “No thanks.  I can deal with it.”

The concern Damien portrayed for Alyssa, by holding her tight and pressing his lips against her dark hair, was sweet.  They rarely showed affection in public, and their hard appearance made them seem unapproachable to some.  It was endearing to see them cuddling together and nice to witness the softer side of Damien that he often kept hidden away from most people.

Jessi had no idea how long she slept, but it was quiet and dark.  Her seat was flat and the blanket and pillow gave it a degree of comfort.  The sound of an electronic ding made her lift her head.  Tommy’s seat was empty and Angel was sitting upright, scrolling through the iPad that never seemed to be out of his reach.

“Where’s Tommy?” she whispered.

“In the bathroom.”  He never shifted his gaze from his iPad.

She started to pull the covers back up and over her head, but stopped.  She didn’t realize that she giggled out loud until Angel turned to look at her.  She covered her mouth with her hand and laughed again.

Angel joined her with a soft chuckle.  “What’s so funny?”

She slipped into the center seat and looked around at the other passengers.  “Come on,” she pointed to the aisle.  “Hurry up, before he comes back.”

“Hurry up, where?”  His eyes widened when he realized what she was suggesting.  “What if we get caught?”

“Just go,” she whispered.  “I’ll join you in a couple of seconds.”

She counted to ten after Angel discreetly left his seat.  She looked back at the red “occupied” sign over the lavatory and at the faces of the other passengers who were either asleep or dozing with a magazine.  She had no idea if the three of them would fit in that pint-sized bathroom, but she was determined to find out.  She walked down the aisle a little too quickly and stopped in front of the bathroom door.  She didn’t want to knock and draw attention, so she pulled at the door handle.  It opened a few inches and a hand pulled her inside.

“You’re a crazy fuckin’ bitch and I love you!”  Tommy kissed her on the mouth, while Angel slid his hands around both of their waists.  The bathroom was so tiny they barely had any room to move.  They were sandwiched together like pedestrians on the E train during rush hour.

“How are we going to do this?”  Angel giggled softly.  “I’m afraid the door is going to fly open and the three of us are going to spill out onto the floor.”

Tommy had it all figured out.  He sat on the closed toilet seat and pulled Angel to him by the hips.  He pushed Angel’s sweatpants down to his knees and set his cock free.  Tommy stroked it a few times then licked it.

Jessi was struggling to watch.  There wasn’t much room on either side of Angel and Tommy’s beautiful blond hair fell over his face and blocked her view.

Angel let out a long sigh and a low grunt as Tommy pushed his mouth deeper.  She wanted to be near him, to touch him, but Angel was blocking her.  She ran her hands up Angel’s back, happy to have him in the middle for once, affording her access to his body.  She lifted his shirt and kissed his back.  The heat of his skin warmed her lips.  She pushed the shirt up higher and he raised his arms so she could slip it over his head.  She circled her arms around Angel’s waist and pressed her cheek to his back.  He brought one of her hands to his lips and gently kissed the palm, before returning it to his waist.

Tommy was softly moaning as he worked Angel into a frenzy.  She still had her cheek pressed against Angel’s back and she could feel the deep breaths moving in and out of his lungs.  She caressed the round muscles of Angel’s shoulders and compared them to Tommy’s.  They weren’t as broad, but they were hard and the curve of his biceps formed a perfect semi-circle.  Her hand went to his precise, defined abs and she counted each one as she outlined it with the tip of her finger.  She pressed her lips to his back and nestled her cheek against him.  She hugged him tighter so their bodies were pressed together.  His heated flesh was like a smoldering fire against her skin.

Angel staggered and braced his hands against the walls on either side of him.  He uttered a deep sigh and rolled his head back.  “Easy,” he whispered.  “I’m gonna come.  Slow down.”

Tommy placed tiny succulent kisses on the tip of Angel’s cock which made Angel shudder and tremble.  Tommy stood up, which forced Angel and Jessi to take a step back, and they both fell into the wall.

Angel came face to face with Jessi as they maneuvered to change positions in the small space, and he kissed her.  It was a soft closed mouth kiss with more affection than passion, but the look in his eyes and the tenderness in which his fingers touched her cheek, accompanied by his tiny smile, made her freeze.  There was a connection, an exchange between them that she couldn’t quite identify.

She sat on the closed toilet with Tommy in front of her.  She opened his jeans, pushed them down to his ankles and he pulled one leg free.  His erect cock was eye level, staring at her and she reach for it with both hands.  She sucked him with a thirst and ached for every inch of him to be inside her mouth.  Their time apart left her with an insatiable hunger for his body.

He gazed down, tugged at her shirt and unhooked her bra.  She moaned as he cupped her breasts and circled and rubbed her nipples.  His erratic breath blew down on her in short hot gusts and his hands slid down her back and dipped into her jeans.  A finger slipped between her cheeks, just barely enough to reach her anus, and he teased her with the slightest bit of pressure.  She wanted that finger.  She didn’t care if it was in her ass, her pussy or her mouth, she wanted it inside her.  She arched her back and tilted her hips toward the ceiling to give him greater access.  He stretched his arm a little further and she was rewarded with a quarter inch of entry.

She sucked him harder and swallowed his cock until it gagged her.  Her hand slipped and landed on top of Angel’s. He was squatting behind Tommy.  His back was pressed to the wall and his mouth was on Tommy’s bottom, loudly slurping and licking away.  As she bore down on Tommy, she pushed Angel into the back wall of the lavatory.  He let out a grunt as he repeatedly thumped into the wall.

Tommy legs shook and his abdomen twitched.  He placed his hand on the back of Jessi’s head to stop her.  He helped her to her feet, but Angel’s mouth still clung to his ass and his hands were stuck on Tommy’s hips.  He refused to dislodge himself, even though Tommy patted him on the hand twice already.

Jessi never saw Angel obsess over a rim job before.  He was engrossed in pleasuring Tommy from behind and made his own satisfying moans.  Tommy kept patting Angel’s hand to get his attention, but he had an intense smile on his face and his eyes were closed.

Before Angel parted with the delectable feast, he left one long last lick on Tommy’s bottom.

The three of them started to switch positions and squeeze by one another. When Angel was face to face with Tommy, he attempted to kiss him, but Tommy turned away and laughed.  “Your mouth was just in my ass.”

Angel’s mouth glistened with a glazed wet ring.  Jessi grabbed Angel’s chin and ran her tongue over his lips.  She kissed him, shoved her tongue in his mouth, tasting Tommy on his breath.  She loved Tommy’s ass just as much as Angel did.