Rock Me : Wicked (4 page)

Not one
of the guys lacked in the sexy department. The combination of all of them was a
downright lethal cocktail. No wonder Cold Fusion had shot up the charts. They
were far more than just musically gifted. And judging by the smirk on the
Tyler's face, he knew that too.

Tommy
walked over toward us. "So, Lena, you went to college with Alex? You've
got to give us some crazy stories about him. We all knew each other from high
school, but Alex hooked up with us later. He was the magic that we must have
been missing." Tommy playfully messed with Alex's hair.

Alex
slapped Tommy's hand away. They seemed like they were good friends. I couldn't
resist teasing Alex. "Oh, I've got some good ones. A few more drinks and
I'll be spilling everything."

Tommy
grinned, "I'll remember that."

Melissa
finished her drink. She was drinking pretty fast. I knew I should warn her to
slow down, but she was pretty excited to be hanging out at this party. She
tugged on Alex's sleeve. "Hey, Alex. Do you know Warning Shot? Can you
introduce me to them?"

"Yeah,
we've been touring with them for awhile now. They're fun guys - a little bit
crazy. Hey, Tommy. Why don't you introduce Melissa to Warning Shot?"

Tommy
nodded enthusiastically, "Yeah, man. No problem. Come on, Melissa. You
want a new drink first?"

Melissa
and Tommy headed toward the bar. Alex leaned in to me. "Tommy told me that
he thought your friend was hot."

I
smiled. "She is hot."

Alex's
eyes flicked over me. My body heated as he gave me a slow perusal. His eyes
burned with intensity as he took a drag of his beer, watching me.

Just
when I thought my panties would ignite in flames from his smoldering gaze, we
were interrupted. A cute girl, her long blonde hair pulled back with a clip,
sauntered up to Alex.

"Hi
Alex." My stomach churned as I saw her hand slip around his waist and into
the back pocket of his jeans. She clung to Alex in a proprietary manner. My shock
immediately turned to despair.
He has a girlfriend
. So much for my
insane fantasies.

Alex's
jaw tensed as he turned to the blonde. "Hey, Cassie. This is my friend,
Lena."

We
exchanged greetings, but I could see the contempt she felt for me burning in
her eyes. Something that I'm not proud to admit, but there is nothing more than
catty girl behavior that gets me angrier. And when I'm angry and drinking, a
different Lena can burst out of nowhere. I think that's when I decided to make
Alex's bitchy girlfriend sweat a little.

Alex
looked slightly annoyed that Cassie was hanging onto his right side. I leaned
in toward his other side, fully aware of the perfect view that Alex, and
probably Cassie too, had of the tops of my breasts spilling out of my tank top.

I
pressed my chest against him slightly as I brought my mouth close to his ear.
"Alex, it looks like you got some new tattoos since college. I'd love for
you to show me sometime." I kept my voice lower so Cassie wouldn't hear,
but realized it came out rather breathy and sultry sounding.

Alex's
arm snaked out and grabbed me by the waist. He pulled me against his full hard
length. I forgot about my silly game with Cassie. I forgot everything. Except
for the quiver of awareness that coursed through my body.

Our eyes
locked. My insides were fighting to remain calm. My eyes flicked to his lips. I
flashed back ten years.

We were
just kids, really. His fraternity was hosting a party that night. The local
band was jamming in the background and kids were packed together like sardines
in the small, sweaty room. I was with my girlfriends. We had been dancing and
drinking and flirting with the guys all night.

I hadn't
noticed Alex standing against the wall right away. I waved him over and when he
didn't come, I went over to him.

"Come
on, Alex. Let's dance."

We were
always laughing or joking together, so when he didn't answer, I was worried.
"Is something wrong?"

He shook
his head. Then he pulled me into his arms. I put my arms around his waist to
hug him close to me. I looked up at him, smiling. I was so happy he showed up.
I hadn't seen him all night and I missed him.

And
suddenly he was kissing me. Passionately. And I kissed him back. Yeah, he had a
girlfriend, but he had started it. And I was free at the moment. And it felt so
right.

I felt
myself giving in to my feelings. My head was spinning with emotion. My hands
were beginning to slide up his back while my body pressed into him.
I wanted
him
. I wanted my best friend with an intensity so powerful it scared me.

I tried
to ignore the tugging at my arm. But it was persistent. I dragged my lips away
from Alex and turned to my friend, Beth. "What?"

She
giggled. "Come on, Lena. We're all heading to Phi Kap now. Are you
coming?"

I
glanced at Alex, so unsure. He didn't say anything. And I was so young and
inexperienced in a way. Not a virgin, but just inexperienced in life. I had
almost given in to my burning desire. Having sex with Alex would be a big deal.
Could I handle it?

I let
Beth pull me away from Alex. I can still remember the look in his eyes.

Shaking off my
memories, I watched as Alex's mouth slowly descended onto my own.

The kiss was
explosive. It left me dizzy and clinging to Alex with a desperation born of
years of longing. Our contact seemed to set off sparks of energy that buzzed
through my body. Butterflies danced in my stomach as a knot of throbbing need
assaulted my pussy.

His tongue
entwined with mine as the passionate kiss grew deeper. I pressed into his body,
my need growing urgent. I felt his hand slide over my ass and press me
intimately into the hard cock I felt beneath his jeans.

My hand was
slipping under the bottom of his shirt when he groaned and pulled his lips
away. "Jesus, Lena."

I was still in his
arms, panting heavily, trying to regain my composure. I had matured a lot since
I had last seen Alex. I had dated, and certainly kissed, many men. Some I
loved, some I lusted after, and some were just nice to be with. But none of
them had ever kissed me like Alex just did. I had never felt such a deep
connection or such a kiss that electrified my very soul - or one that had my
pussy aching with overwhelming desire. His effect on me was devastating.

I tried to pull
back out of his arms; I needed some space before I did something embarrassing.
Alex kept his hands circled around the small of my back, wedging me between his
legs.

His eyes looked
guarded. "Don't run away from me, Lena."

I relaxed against
him. I wasn't trying to run, just trying to regain my sanity. "What
happened to your girlfriend?"

Alex looked
confused for a moment. "She's not my girlfriend. She's just a girl that
hangs around the band a lot."

My eyes narrowed.
"And one that you have sex with."

A pained look
flashed across his face. He didn't say anything, confirming my suspicions. I
hadn't meant to hurt him. I'm not even sure why I felt such a concentrated
flare of jealousy, of course he's had sex with women.

Regretting my
outburst, I shook my head. "I'm sorry. That was weird."

The shadow that
had passed across Alex's face lifted. He flashed me that sexy smile I loved and
said, "I missed you."

––––––––

The
after party continued well past 2 AM. I stuck by Alex's side all night, but we
hung out with the other band members, too. Tommy was the fun party guy, always
making everyone laugh, including Melissa, who was increasingly getting drunker
and clinging more and more to him. Not that it looked like he minded. Nick had
disappeared hours ago, probably with one of the girls that was constantly
hanging around him.

The lead
singer, Tyler, surprised me the most. My first impression of him was that he
was a conceited and aloof prick; that the rock star fame had gone straight to
his head, creating an over-sized ego in that gorgeous body. He turned out to be
surprisingly friendly and I could tell that he and Alex were also pretty tight.
Tyler's sunglasses had come off sometime in the last few hours, making him seem
more approachable and less god-like.

When it
was Alex's turn to make a beer run, Tyler approached me draping his arm
casually around my shoulders. "So, Lena. You plan on sticking around for
awhile?"

Laughing,
I answered. "Well, I can't go anywhere without Melissa. She's got the
keys, and she sure can't drive in her condition. Where is she, anyway?"

I looked
around the still crowded bar. I hadn't seen Melissa or Tommy for at least an
hour.

Tyler
took a swig of beer. "I don't mean tonight. I mean hang out with the band
for a bit. We're playing Jones Beach on Monday. So we'll be in this area for a
few days."

Was
Tyler hitting on me? I was so tipsy I wasn't really sure. "Hang out? I
don't know if Alex would want me to hang around..."

Tyler raised
his eyebrows, "I'm sure he wouldn't mind."

Alex came
back with the beers and passed them around. Tyler scooted away when Alex
returned to my side. "Was Tyler behaving?"

Grabbing
Alex's beer, I took a swig. I had stopped drinking earlier trying to sober up for
the drive home. "Yeah, he was fine."

I wasn't
sure what Tyler was up to, but I didn't care. My time remaining with Alex was
winding down and I wanted to enjoy every last minute.
But he was going to be
in the area for a couple of days
. A tiny seed of hope began to take form.

"Alex,
have you seen Melissa or Tommy around?" I was beginning to worry. Melissa
was blowing off my text messages and phone calls. If she was hooking up with
Tommy and was drunk enough, she'd probably forget all about me. And she had the
damn car keys.

Alex put
his arm around me. "I think they're long gone, Lena."

"We've
got to find them. How am I going to get home if I can't find her?" It was
a good thing I wasn't fully sober or I would have been angry.

A bunch
of Alex's friends stopped by to say good-bye before leaving. When they left,
Alex checked his watch. "It's almost three in the morning. You think I'm
going to let you drive all the way home now, after you've been drinking all
night? No way, Lena. C'mon. I'll find us a ride back to the hotel. You can stay
with me tonight."

I'm not
sure I ever wanted anything more in my life. But for less platonic reasons than
he was probably offering. "Are you sure?"

Alex
gently tugged at a strand of curls hanging past my shoulder. Jokingly, he answered,
"Don't worry. I won't take advantage of you. Unless you want me to."

Oh,
yes. Please.

––––––––

★★★

Someone
who worked with the band drove us to the hotel. The trip was strangely surreal.
We hardly spoke. Alex talked with the guy about the band's earlier performance
and I worked myself into a frenzy wondering what was happening.

What I
knew for sure was that the night's outcome lay in my hands. Alex would never
push himself on me. He would follow my cues. If I gave off a 'no sex' vibe,
he'd be a gentleman. If I climbed all over him like a horny slut, I'm sure he
would oblige. And there was no questioning what I really wanted from him.

So why
was this epic battle going on inside my head? Because, I wanted to know if it
would be 'just sex to have sex' or sex because 'I really want to have sex with
you because you are special to me and not just conveniently available and
slightly drunk right now'.
What?
My drunken mind sounded stupid even to
myself. Why did I always overthink everything?

Finally,
we reached the hotel. With every step we took closer to his room, I got more
nervous. I leaned against the wall as we rode the elevator up. Alex looked at
me and laughed, "You look like you're walking off to your execution."

I
swallowed. "I guess I'm just kind of nervous."

Alex
reached for my hand. "Hey, it's me. I wouldn't hurt you."

He was
right. And damn the consequences. I'd deal with all that stuff in the morning.
Now, it was time to make my recent naughty fantasies come true.

The
elevator door swung open and we stepped into the hall together.

In
college, I used to jump up on Alex's back and he would obligingly give me
piggyback rides. We'd usually end up collapsed together in a pile on the warm
grass on the campus quad. When Alex stopped to dig the room card out of his
pocket, I got an irresistible urge.

I took
the opportunity to swing up onto his back. Alex half caught my legs and started
running down the hall with me wildly bouncing on his back. My shrieks must have
woken up some hotel guests, but I didn't care.

As I
balanced precariously on his back, he swiped the key card through the door slot.
He stumbled with me barely hanging on into the room. He dumped me onto the bed
and then collapsed besides me. My laughter faded as the tension in the air
sizzled.
This was it. Make your move Lena.

As
usual, I hesitated a moment too long. Alex shot up from the bed. "Toss me
a pillow. I'll sleep on the floor."

"What?
No. That's not necessary."
How the hell was I fucking this up?

Alex
grabbed a pillow himself. "Don't worry about me. I'm used to sleeping on
floors. Less than a year ago we didn't even have a tour bus. We slept in the
van, on stranger's floors, anywhere we could find. A hotel floor is luxurious
in comparison."

I sat up
and watched him first strip off his shirt and then his jeans. He stood in his
boxer shorts, his gorgeous body gleaming in the moonlight shining in from the
window. He pulled a small folded blanket off the foot of the bed and spread it
on the floor. My mind was screaming in protest when he settled down on the
blanket.

My mouth
hung open in shock.
Did he really think he was going to blow me off so
easily?
I sat silently stewing for a few seconds. Determined, I peeled off
my tank top and bra. I shimmied out of my tight denim skirt and tossed it to
the ground. I was left standing in my lacy black panties.
Now what?

I walked
over to where he lay on the ground. His back was facing towards me so I lay
next to him on the small patch of blanket that was left. I snuggled up as close
as I could get to him, pressing my body against his entire length. Nothing.
Was
he passed out already?

My
fingertips ran over his back, tracing the tattoo on his shoulder. My hand slid
down his muscled biceps and across to his lean stomach before slipping inside
his boxers.
Guess he's not asleep.
I heard his sharp intake of breath
when my hand encircled his hard cock.

He
rolled onto his back. "Lena, are you sure?"

I didn't
answer. I sat up and slipped his boxers down his hips and off his legs. I climbed
between his knees and lowered my mouth to his thick cock. His groan only served
to fuel my desire. I kissed the tip of his cock lustfully before sliding his
shaft as far into my mouth as I could.

I was
only getting started when Alex stopped me. "Oh God, Lena. That feels so
good. But you've gotta stop. I'm not gonna last..."

Part of
me wanted to keep going - to make him explode. But I wanted to feel him inside
me more. I gave him one last suck before I climbed up his body, lying on top of
him, crushing my chest to his own.

I looked
into his beautiful face. I wanted to memorize every last detail. His hair was
tousled and his eyes were filled with lust. "I've been waiting ten years,
Alex. Are you going to make me wait any longer?"

Somehow
he flipped our positions, so that he was now on top of me. I felt the weight of
his warm body on me and the press of his cock into my belly, just like in my
dream. I closed my eyes as his lips crashed against mine, demanding and sure.

He
pulled up. "Let's get on the bed."

I
protested, looping my arms around his neck, trying to pull him back to me.
"No, don't stop."

Alex
slipped his arms around my body and lifted me in one swift motion.
"Believe me, when I'm through with you, you're going to be glad we were on
the bed."

Not
expecting it, I shrieked when he tossed me roughly against the pillows. I
watched with wide eyes as he climbed onto the foot of the bed. His hand snaked
out and grabbed my ankle.

Alex
growled. "Get over here." He dragged me by the foot across the bed
closer to him.

I
laughed at his playful behavior.
Had I ever laughed during sex before?
I
didn't think so, but didn't have much time to contemplate it. Alex had started
running small kisses up my leg, leaving my laughter far behind and leaving me
panting with anticipation.

His
fingers hooked under the waistband of my panties as he continued kissing up my
inner thigh. I squirmed with pleasure, as he got closer to my most intimate
spot. When his lips reached the top of my inner thigh and sucked softly at my
tender skin, I moaned in agony. I was burning with wicked need.

Alex sat
up between my legs, devouring my body with his eyes. "God, you're so
beautiful, Lena."

His
fingers slowly worked my panties over my hips and down my legs. I lay silently,
throbbing with desire, as his hunger-filled eyes raked over me.

"Do
you want me to kiss you, Lena?"

I
squirmed under his intense gaze. "Yes." It came out a soft whisper.

Alex put
his hands on my thighs and spread my legs wider. It felt like an eternity until
his mouth found my pulsing center. The pleasure he brought me was
indescribable. His tongue tortured my sensitive clit mercilessly, circling and
flicking and teasing it endlessly. I began to moan when his tongue wandered
closer to my juicy hole leaving me on the edge of pure bliss. My hips lifted
and pressed against his face; I was frantic with unquenchable need.

The pressure
was so concentrated I thought I would burst at any moment. When I felt a finger
slide into my slippery slit and slip deep into me, I felt the momentum of my
climax build to the brink of ecstasy.

I
writhed on the bed and called out his name as Alex's tongue brought me to an
earthshattering release. My head thrashed against the pillows as my inner
muscles contracted around Alex's finger. When my spasms slowed, Alex removed
his finger, but replaced it, as his tongue plunged deep inside, licking the
creamy juices of my orgasm.

"Alex!"
I gasped his name as new waves of pleasure washed over me. My hips bucked
against his mouth, pressing him hard against my shuddering pussy.

When I
thought I could take no more, Alex pulled his mouth away. He stared at me with
piercing eyes. "Tell me what you want, Lena."

I
want you, Alex. All of you. Only you.

I
reached for him. "I want you, Alex."

Alex
covered my mouth with his own. I could taste myself on his lips and on his
tongue. We kissed with a hungered passion as Alex thrust into me for the first
time. I moaned into his mouth as the sweet jolt of unparalleled bliss coursed
through me.

I had
never had sex while kissing before. The experience was so overwhelmingly
sensual; I thought I might drown in the erotic sensations. My head was dizzy
with overpowering emotions and feelings.

Alex was
pumping into my slippery sex faster and faster, just as his tongue plundered my
mouth with expertise. I was hurtling toward another orgasm. I felt almost
panicky as the feverish pressure built so quickly. I knew I would burst at any
moment in glorious rapture.

My lips
pulled free of his as my legs squeezed tightly around his waist. I began to cry
out as I reached a mind-blowing climax. Alex continued to plunge his cock deep
into me, almost robbing me of all sanity, until one final thrust. His body grew
rigid as he spilled his hot seed inside. Alex watched my face as my inner muscles
clenched frantically against his spurting cock.

As we
came down from our euphoric joining, I pulled him against me, keeping my legs
wrapped tightly around him. Neither of us spoke for several moments. Finally,
he kissed my forehead and rolled off of me, next to my side.

Alex's
fingers slowly stroked my arm. "Lena, are you okay?"

My
eyelids were growing heavy. "Yeah, I'm okay. That was just perfect."

Alex
sighed. He slipped his arm under my head and pulled me against him. "I
thought you'd be married by now with a bunch of kids running around. You always
had tons of boys chasing after you in college."

I was
drifting off. I mumbled as I snuggled close into his arms. "Maybe it was
never the right boy."