Click (A Night Fire Novel Book 2) (9 page)

I gasped when his lips pressed and suckled hard, his fingers delving into me. Over and over again he rubbed that perfect spot as his tongue teased and taunted with a mere flick. His oral assault continued as my mind tingled with hazy euphoria. I gripped the bed sheets hard, fearing to run my hands through his hair. No doubt he would end up with a bald patch real soon if I were to do that. The wave hit me hard, I groaned out loud as my hips lifted off the bed.

His warmth left me for a moment, deliriously I looked up. The pants were gone and I was looking at a gloriously naked Austin. Definition continued down his body, not over done but beautifully taut. A hint of a v over the pelvis had started to form and in his hand was an even more beautiful body part.

I wasn't going to declare myself as proficient in the male form, I had seen a few in my time and knew the difference between okay and ouch. Austin was middle ground, leaning more on the ouch side which was perfectly fine by me. I didn't need to spend tomorrow walking like I had gone horse riding.

His fingers rolled the condom down the length, his eyes watched me with a hint of playfulness. Austin knelt in between my legs again, leaning over to kiss over my body. I shivered at his touch, so gentle and sweet.

“Which way do you like it?” he breathed against my skin.

“I love doggie, it's so raw and it's a guaranteed winner.”

Austin chuckled, his lips pressed against the skin as the laughter vibrated through me.

“I like guaranteed winners but for now we'll start with a little missionary.”

He leaned onto one hand, the other adjusting himself into position.

“I want to watch you when I enter.”

I could feel the head at the entrance, begging to be let in. Always willing I parted a little further, feeling him push just a little more.

“Keep your eyes open Abigail.”

I nodded, feeling my heart rate accelerate. Austin pushed in more, a soft sigh escaped him. He settled on both forearms, leaning in to kiss me.

“I love you Abigail Marshall.”

He pushed in the whole way, making me gasp out loud. His lips slowly dragged over mine as he stopped moving, taking a moment to enjoy the connection.

“I love you too Austin Gibson.”

My fingers traced long lines up and down his back as my legs wrapped around his waist. Slowly he drew back, sliding back in with a tauntingly slow pace. I didn't mind, it was nice to be so intimate. And besides, the hard core fuck was coming. The man said he liked a guaranteed winner and there was something about that position that made me scream. Must be the angle. For a while he stayed on his forearms, slowly moving in and out of me, kissing me.

He stopped, our noses barely touching as we stared into each others eyes.

“You feel so good.” he whispered.

“Like we were made to fit?” I grinned softly.

Austin nodded a little stunned. He lifted to his hands as his hips continued to move, the ecstasy on his face was keeping the fire within me burning hard and fast. This man knew how to love. I leaned up to kiss him, my fingers running over his body now covered in a soft sheen of sweat.

“Abigail.” he whispered as he leaned down for my kiss.

“Yeah?”

“Time to get it hard, baby.”

I giggled and then gasped when he pulled out of me. As I got up on my knees, his hand slapped against my backside making me gasp again. God that felt good. His hands slid up my body as he moved in behind me.

“I am going to fuck you so damned hard Abigail.”

I moaned as he pulled me against his body, his hands teasing my breasts.

“I am going to make the next room complain about us.”

His hand moved down my body, sliding in between my legs.

“Are you ready Abigail?”

“Yes.” I cried out greedily.

The hand drew away as the other gripped my shoulder, urging me down onto my hands. One finger scratched down my spine, making me shiver and groan out at the same time. His knees pushed mine out further, widening me more.

I could feel him there again, pressing against me. One hand gripped my hip, the other brushing against me as he pressed himself deep into me. The rush went straight to my head with the first plunge. I groaned out loud, his other hand pressed hard into the flesh on my hip.

That first push deep into me was slow, again he took his time. But that was the only time. As he tightened his grip on my hips he pulled back, slamming into me hard and fast.

“Oh god.” I cried out.

Every single part of me tingled with the sensations as he fucked me hard. When I said that this position was a guaranteed, I wasn't lying. Within a few slams of his body against mine, I was done. I was moaning loudly and begging him not to stop. And the lucky girl that I was, he gladly gave me what I asked for.

Chapter Thirteen

My body flopped to the bed, sated and exhausted. I could barely feel the kisses Austin was trailing over my hip and along the side of my body. My throat cracked, dry and in dire need of water. Austin settled in behind me, his hand sliding over my body and stopping at the underside of my breast. A soft and deep exhalation came from the man behind me.

“Have you had dinner yet?”

“I didn't feel like eating.” I whispered a little sad.

“But now?”

I sat up to answer him and heard a sound. Turning to the door we could hear the sounds of Monique and several men.

“Shit. We've got company.”

Austin pulled the bed cover off the bed, wrapping himself in it and ensuring that I was covered by the sheet.

“Aus!” one of them cheered.

“Dude, put some clothes on.” another voice said.

“Yeah great. Order some room service. Dinner, not just booze.”

Austin shut the door with a pained sigh, ignoring the heckles.

“Well so much for a quiet night alone.”

He walked over and wrapped his arms around me, letting the bed cover fall around his feet.

“Sorry.”

“It's okay. We've got a long time together.”

“We do, starting right now in the shower.”

I chuckled, dropping the sheet to the bed and wandering into the bathroom, completely naked and under the watchful eye of a clearly bewitched man.

The water ran over me as I picked the last of the peeled, dead skin from my body. Well, the parts that I could see at least. His hands washed over my back, soft and silky from the soap. Austin pushed me against the wall, keeping his hands at the curve of my neck as we kissed under the water. Slowly I dragged my fingers down his torso, running through the line of definition. Like he read my mind, his hips moved to me in anticipation. Teasing me with his hardened cock in between my legs, the bastard. I pulled it away with a few teasing strokes, soft murmurs of appreciation were muffled in our kiss.

“Don't stop.” he begged against the skin of my neck.

I loved the feeling of having him in my hand, sliding the skin back and forth. Working him into a frenzy. I could feel how close he was, the pressure was building. His lips moved over my wet skin as the water cascaded over us.

Austin stilled, his lips still pressed against my neck and his breath held. With a muffled moan that was almost like a growl a flood of warmth hit my stomach. I smiled broadly, continuing to stroke him until he pulled my hand away.

There was a thumping at the main door, someone telling us to hurry up because dinner had arrived. Austin grinned darkly as his hand slipped between my legs, searching through the folds.

“Open more Abigail.” he whispered huskily.

I obliged him and enjoyed the pressure of his thumb that circled me, stopping only for his fingers to slide into me.

“Later, I'm going to make you scream as I lick you here.”

The thumb circled, replaced by fingers.

“I'm going to suck it.” he nuzzled against my neck, suckling on the skin.

My body tingled, feeling the sensations building fast. It was surprising to say the least. I've never been with a guy that could find the right spot on a me. It was more of a self-exploratory thing in my opinion. But Austin had it, if he knew or if he had lucked out, I didn't know. Nor did I care.

My body heaved with the orgasm, shuddering as I collapsed against him in a wave of breathy moans.

“That wasn't loud enough. I want the entire hotel to know I've rocked your world.”

I laughed as he held me under the water, drowning us in the warm spray.

Austin was right. I did like Frankie. In fact, I liked all of his friends. Even the almost ice like assistant was fun. Eden had been their assistant for about two weeks now and already she had them pinned under her thumb and wasn't letting go. Frankie said that in the little time that she had known these guys, it was necessary. They were definitely off the scale when it came to misbehaving. Eden allowed them their freedom to a certain degree. Keeping them out of jail was her main priority because apparently they end up there a lot.

The most recent jail time was the night that Frankie met Curtis. She was a waitress in Las Vegas and he had been secretly watching her for a couple of months. I didn't want to start sounding any alarm bells but it was very stalker-ish. Not that me going into the jungle with a complete stranger was any better. So the story of Curtis and Frankie's beginning was a little romantic, they certainly looked at each other with love in their eyes. Curtis had defended her when a customer treated her like dirt, after a few punches and a whole lot of broken things Frankie was fired and the band was in jail.

I found it a little surprising that none of them seemed too concerned about it, though it was likely that they would have the best lawyers their money could buy. Curtis was the only one to have a girlfriend and I suppose Austin now too. Jaxon, Evan and Fraser were happy to lead the life of a free man. I didn't want to dwell on the past or more specifically, Austin's past. It wasn't as if I was an angel either. The status of our relationship had been discussed after the shower. I wasn't an idiot, I knew how things went for those that were musically gifted and famous for it. We agreed that monogamy was essential and we were not going to debate what defined sexual contact. It had to be the most bizarre conversation I'd ever had. But in the end it was a little relieving, though I still don't know why. We agreed that anything beyond a kiss on the cheek was adulterous after all, we had to be sociable, right?

Five second rule for hugs. Crazy, I know but that was Austin's doing. No hands below the belt, no flashing any goods of any kind. Phone numbers, advances and offers refused. Past dalliances removed from the phone books on our phones, groupies ignored.

Oh yes, the groupies. They had brought some up with them. Obviously not caring that this wasn't their hotel suite, they brought some lovely and rather under dressed women with them. Now I understood why Austin was so insistent on the rules for our love.

They walked in and made a bee line to him. In an instant he held up our interlocked hands and offered his apology because he was taken. I was given the look of pure hatred and death and they stalked the other band members. Well not Curtis. Frankie sitting on his lap put a kibosh on that one.

Every time one even looked in our direction, the hands came up. My arm was about to fall off from over use. The only time he relented was when we sat on the lounge next to Curtis and Frankie. And like them, I was on Austin's lap. I didn't think it was possible that a rock star would be so anti-groupie like this but it seemed that Austin was.

Our dinner was on the dining table behind us being picked at by everyone. Sensibly, they had ordered several platters of nibble type food rather than actual plates of meals. The coffee table in between the two double lounges was littered with bottles of alcohol. Evan and Jaxon were on the other lounge, a woman in between them and two on each side. Fraser was in the corner making Monique giggle as he whispered what was probably the funniest joke she had ever heard.

Everyone on this lounge was drinking bottles of water, on the other side it was nothing but alcohol. It was rather peculiar but I chose not to dwell on it. Austin and Curtis were talking about the pros and cons of a quickie wedding. Apparently it was a plausible suggestion to Curtis until Frankie reminded him of a conversation they'd had with her father.

“Ooh, met the in-laws already.” Austin chuckled.

Frankie rolled her eyes. They seemed like a crazy mix, he was tall and she was short. He was pure muscle and she like me, had bits of the excessive love of sugar on show. Curtis had a soft tan and Frankie was pale. Her brown hair was dark and had a wave through it that was enviable. She was killing the girlfriend of a rock star look, short skirt and ankle boots that had a heel that could do serious damage. The shirt was loose and fell off one shoulder, which no matter how many times Curtis lifted it back up, it fell off again.

“Yeah Frankie's family is fine, hey babe?”

“Yep.” she said dryly.

“Oh you didn't.” Austin sat up from his seat, almost making me fall off.

His arm rounded my waist to keep hold of me as he stared in disbelief.

“We did. After one verbal smack down I kicked them out for good.”

Austin flopped back down to the chair, murmuring a
good
under his breath.

The mood in the room had died considerably, aside from the giggles from the corner.

“Well, we are going.” Evan declared.

“Yup.” Jaxon nodded, standing up.

There was a collective whine between the women who had been sitting with them.

“Oh you can come with us.” Evan offered.

Their eyes brightened and they stood up, pushing their skirts back to a more respectable level. I didn't want to know.

“Fras, you coming?”

“Nah, me an 'niq are going to give the springs a work out.”

Monique giggled and took him by the hand and led him into the bedroom. Well good on you, girlfriend. Talk about setting a goal and achieving it quickly.

“Take that shit with you.” Austin grumbled as he nodded his head at the table. “Don't leave a single drop behind.”

“Eden's good for it.” Evan frowned as he looked around the room. “Where's Eden?”

“Gone to bed an hour ago. Clean up your mess.”

He huffed and started collecting the empties, passing them to the women who were only too obliging to help. I bet if he guaranteed bed time with him they'd do all the work. Within the minute the bottles of alcohol both full and empty were gone, as was Evan, Jaxon and the groupies.

“We might be off too. Not sure I want to hear Fraser and his mating dance.” Curtis grinned madly as he stood, setting Frankie to her feet. “Don't feel the slightest bit envious of you two.”

Austin chuckled as he followed them to the door. When they were through and the door was closed, he leaned on it with a devious look. One that could destroy a chastity belt.

“Got your own mating dance to do Austin?” I grinned as I got up from the lounge and sauntered to the bedroom door.

He nodded and followed after me.

“I do believe that I said that I was going to make you scream.” he grinned as he closed the bedroom door. “Prepare to scream so hard that you are going to lose your voice.”