Indulgence (64 page)

Landon rolls his eyes as he stomps over to where Tad and
Henry are talking to some fans, waiting for the show to start. The guys of
Shaft don’t disappoint either. Music starts pumping through some outdoor
speakers Henry set up when Aiden struts down the steps first, in his boots and
a bright green thong completely owning it. The thought hits me; I turn to Cam,
nearly choking on my beer. “Cam, you realize that they may have already had
these on the bus, in their bags, right?” We laugh, just as a pair of bare feet
hit the bottom step and I lose it. I can barely see through my tears as Hunter
looks over at us in a yellow thong, his glare is probably meant to kill us but
it only makes us laugh harder.

“Quit poutin’ and grab a sponge, pretty boy,” Henry says
with a laugh, earning him both of Hunter’s middle fingers.

Gray walks down the steps, his eyes meeting mine. My eyes
drift down to the little black piece of fabric that barely covers him and
quickly jerks back to his face. He’s hard! Oh my God! Looking down he blushes.
Turning away from us, he grabs a sponge and starts scrubbing the bus. Cam and I
watch the three bare asses bend to reach the lower spots. Each time he bends or
stretches, Gray’s cheeks tense making my insides quiver. Clear your thoughts,
Daisy. Don’t go there. I repeat over and over in my head, trying to ignore what
is stirring in my blood right now. It’s roaring through my veins, pumping
through my ears making me completely crazy.

“I don’t know about you, Daisy, but if Aiden bends over one
more time I’m goin’ to need bail money. I can’t take much more of this,” she
says, rolling her beer bottle over her forehead. “Work that ass, baby!” Cam
shouts, cupping her hands around her mouth. “Whew! Shake it for me!”

Aiden turns, walking over toward us. He struts and shimmies
to the beat of the music with a wicked grin spreading across his face. “You’re
slackin’…” Cam says when he leans down over her.

“I am,” he agrees. “I missed a spot.”

“Did you?” Leaning up, she lifts her sunglasses from her
face looking closely at the bus.

“Yep, I did,” Aiden squeezes the sponge over Camaron,
drenching her.

“Aiden! You asshole!” she squeals leaping off the lounger.

Aiden grabs her, pulling her flush against his nearly naked
body. “Enjoyin’ the show, Cam?” he asks, nuzzling her ear. “Like watchin’ all
of us hang out with our wangs out?”

“Yes,” she whispers, snapping the side of his thong making
him jump. When Aiden releases her she pulls a dollar out of her top, sticking
it though the side of his thong. “You earned every penny,” she teases then
plops back on the lounger.

“Later Cam… Payback’s a bitch,” he says, turning to face the
crowd of women then slaps his ass with both of his enormous hands as he struts
across the concrete back to the bus to help Gray rinse the tires.

The crowd gets restless, women are yelling all kinds of
suggestive things at the guys. Luckily, Tad thought ahead about having a
perimeter set up to keep them back. The thought of them mauling my Gray makes
me sick. Wait…my Gray? Where did that come from? I shake the thought from my
mind. I gotta get outta here to clear my head. Wrapping my towel around myself
I tell Cam that I’m going to go clean-up for tonight.

Since we are parked, we negotiated Tad letting us loose to
go to a club. I can’t wait! Maybe this is what Landon and I need, a little
dancing a few drinks then some down ‘n’ dirty in a bathroom stall. Gah! I’m
such a slut but I spend my day looking for ‘not on the bus’ loopholes. This is
one so I’m taking advantage!

Since the guys are moving around to the other side of the
bus, I decide to shower. After washing my hair, I wash my body. All the pent up
frustration comes to a head with every touch of the sponge. My skin tingles,
just begging to be touched. I picture Landon flinging the door open, coming in
and taking me hard against the shower wall while everyone is just outside feet
away. His blue eyes are staring into mine, as I explode around him, screaming
his name with every breath. Then thoughts of Gray invade my head again pushing
Landon out before I can stop it. Fighting so hard against wanting Gray is
exhausting, but I’m alone now so I let myself relax. I lean my forehead against
the cool tile letting the thoughts invade my brain again. I let myself have
this if only in my mind.

I picture Gray’s hands on me as the water streams over us,
him smiling against my skin as he nips his way along my hips. Letting myself
pretend my hands are his as I skim them along my body like he would. My hands
are soft, nothing like the rough touch of Gray’s calloused finger tips. I don’t
let that stop me though. I can hear myself moaning, but I don’t worry since
everyone is still outside. I let my hand drift lower. I circle my fingers
pressing down right where I need it most. Letting go right now is the only way
I’ll be able to get through tonight. No one has to know right? As I find my
much needed release I shout Gray’s name, coming so hard my knees buckle making
me fall to the floor.

I clean back up and since I rushed in here, I forgot my
clothes. Not wanting to put my bikini back on, I wrap my towel around me then
crack the bathroom door. After making sure I don’t hear anyone inside the bus,
I make a run for the bedroom. I slam the door behind me then nearly drop my
towel in shock. Gray is standing there, holding a pair of jeans in his hand,
naked and HARD. His eyes rake over my body, barely covered by the towel. He
makes no movement at all, he just watches me.

“I thought that I was…” I start but I don’t know what to
say, I am in total cock shock.

Gray has four piercings running the length of his penis. I
had heard about the Jacob’s ladder but I have never seen one, until now. I’m
openly gawking at my future brother-in-law’s dick. I can’t look away. Oh my
God! What’s wrong with me? Gray shakes his head quickly yanking his jeans on,
ruining my view. As he painfully tucks himself into them, he zips but doesn’t
button. I nearly cry at the loss. Walking over, Gray pulls me flush against him
so now I can
feel
him. Nuzzling my ear he inhales my scent. “Now we’re
naked friends, Wildflower.” Nipping at the hollow of my throat he chuckles. “I
heard you, Daisy. I heard you cry out my name in the shower,” he says arrogantly.
I jerk away from him as if he struck me.

“Cocky much Gray?” I ask, arching my brow at him arrogantly.
Walking over, I grab a red halter dress from my bag. I drop the towel, making
Gray hiss through his teeth as I pull the dress over my body.

“Daisy, this isn’t fair. I’m drawn to you too. I’ve never
felt this before, I don’t want to fight it but I do for you,” he says as he
walks toward me. It isn’t fair, I completely agree. We are torturing each
other. “God, the noises you made. It took everything in me not to come in there
and fuck you against the shower wall. Landon and everyone else be damned!” he
shouts and I believe him.

As I turn to face him, I smooth the hem of my dress over my
thighs, meeting his gaze head on. “Don’t Gray. I wasn’t screaming your name,” I
say defensively.

His lips quirk up at me, “Really, Daisy? You’re gonna try
and talk your way out of this one?” Leaning into my ear Gray continues, “I’ll
let you this time, baby, because you’re fighting this. Whatever it is you have
with Landon, I get it. I’m trying to respect that, too, but watching you go on
as if nothing is wrong between you two fuckin’ kills me. You deserve better
than that shit.” His hand grips my hip hard, making me whimper. I can feel the
calloused tips of his fingers through the thin fabric of my dress. The feeling
of his hands on me has me trembling making him smile against my sensitive skin.
“Just one more thing, Daisy,” Gray purrs as he brushes his lips over my
earlobe. “You didn’t do me justice. You’ll scream a lot louder when I make you
mine, baby.”

Releasing me, Gray grabs his shirt off the bed, stopping
just at the door. With his back to me he says words that rock me to my core. “I
will have you, Daisy. Soon too, but you’ll have to ask me to take you that
first time. I won’t fuckin’ beg for you to either. Damn it, it’s fuckin’ crazy
but I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anyone in my life. I don’t know what
it is about you, Daisy; you make me ache. I can’t stop it any more than I could
stop breathing. I don’t just want you, I’m scared as hell that I’m starting to
need you. I’m not Cunter, so I won’t force this shit on you before you see it
for what it is. I also won’t sit by and watch Landon fucking hurt you either.”
With that he walks out of the room leaving me more confused than ever.

The rest of the afternoon is uneventful. While Cam and I
took up the bedroom to get ready, the guys changed and straightened up the
living area. Landon kept his distance from me but I could tell he was still
upset about my outburst about his lack of sexual prowess earlier. Someone needs
to tell him that I can’t be held responsible for my choice of words when my
orgasms are being held hostage. Cam has informed me that I need to buy a
vibrator. It is step one of her plan of attack to shatter Landon’s resolve.

“A man walks in on a woman using one of those, it’s a done
deal, Sweets,” she says with a giggle as she digs under the bed for her other
heel. “No man wants to think that a couple AA batteries can out do him.”

“What if he just walks back out, Cam? What if he isn’t
interested?” I ask, uncertainty dripping from my voice.

She meets my eyes and shrugs, “Then you get a great ‘O’ from
the B.O.B. Just make sure you scream like you’re in a porn film. That way the
guys all know who
isn’t
givin’ it to you.” She sits on the bed, buckling
her shoe. “Listen to me real good, Daisy. When he sees you, be a goddamn
temptress. You know, be all, ‘hey big boy wanna join in?’ If he’s dumb enough
to say no, just tell him to suit himself but then you make the shit Oscar
worthy. I don’t get his motives for holdin’ out but all men are visual
creatures. Once they get hard, the southern head takes over. Both heads share a
brain so it can’t think for both heads at the same time.” She smiles at me.
“Now tell me what the fuck is goin’ on with you and Gray.”

I shrug, “I don’t know. He hit on me that first night before
he knew who I was. Ever since, it’s like the air is sexually charged when we
are within five feet of each other. I don’t understand it.”

“Listen, Sweets.” She looks at me with sympathy and
understanding then continues, “When I met Aiden, it was a lot like that. We saw
each other in the bar we were at, the air ignited. He was with a groupie bitch.
Shoved her off his lap, dragged me outta there without much more than a hello.”
Her eyes glaze over, clearly thinking back to that night. “We have been off the
charts every time. It’s the chemistry. That shit takes no fuckin’ time to
develop when it’s that explosive, you just trust that shit.”

“I’m with Landon,” I say with almost a DUH type tone.

Her brow arches, “Are you? Hmm, you may be with him, Daisy,
but after everything, I’m wondering if he is with you. It’s something you need
to think about. You’re so calculated with your life and here I am quitting my
job at the drop of a hat. I walked off a great job with no notice just to spend
as much time with Aiden as I can, while I can. Throw some shit to the wind and
let go, babe. Come on, time to tear this town up,” Cam says, standing and
yanking me to my feet.

By the time we get to the club, it is buzzing and full of
people. Tad slips in, mouths something to the bouncer, then just like that we
are inside. Henry demands that we get a corner seating area so that it is
easier to fend off any crazies. As soon as we are seated, the waitress brings
over shot glasses, lemon wedges and a salt shaker.

“Hell yes, Tad!” Hunter whoops as he sits. “You didn’t
forget tradition.”

Handing out a glass to each of us, Tad grins. “Now why would
I mess up tradition?” he asks handing me my shot. I shake my head as I sit it
back on the table. He got pissed and went off on Landon last time I drank so
I’m not touching a drop. “Oh no, Daisy,” he says, clucking his tongue.
“Everyone has to take their shot. Also, you have to take it off of the person
standin’ to your left.”

I cringe. To my right is Landon, but my left… I will be
taking my shot off of none other than Grayson Cole. “Um, no, I’m good, really
Tad. I’m goin’ to dance.” Ignoring me completely, Tad grabs my arm. After
wetting my wrist with the lemon wedge he shakes salt onto the side of it.

“No exemptions. It’s a Shaft tradition.”

Landon looks like he is about to puke while everyone else
watches both of us. Grabbing my hand, Landon runs his tongue along my wrist,
sucking lightly. The feeling makes my whole body clench. Landon downs his shot
then Tad shoves a lemon wedge between my lips. “Go on, Landon…” Tad says
commandingly. His hard tone makes Landon shiver. I look between them wondering
what the fuck is going on.

Landon doesn’t give me long to think before he dives into my
mouth, sucking the lemon wedge. His tongue running along my lip as his mouth
moves against mine. My toes curl in my shoes as I melt against him. When my
hands slide up his arms, Landon releases me. I look to Tad who seems very
pleased with himself. Maybe he thinks I need to get laid too; hell, at this
point, I am lost.

Tad grabs for Gray’s wrist. “Hey! I can manage,” Gray
shouts, yanking the shaker from him. After licking his wrist he adds the salt,
then sticks a wedge between his lips, ready for me.

I hesitate when he holds his wrist out, Landon notices and
grabs my arm, “Let’s just go dance, Daisy,” he says nudging me. My eyes watch
the lemon juice drip from Gray’s bottom lip. I want nothing more to run my
tongue along that lip to suck every drop of juice from it. Cam wonders if
Landon is with me, now let’s see how ‘with me’ he is on this. She said guys are
visual right? Let’s give Landon a visual he won’t soon forget to make sure we
are on the same page.