Rock Me : Wicked (7 page)

Cold Fusion's set
flew by. We sat at a strange angle from the stage, but luckily on the same side
that Alex played on. Alex looked completely at home on stage, whether he was
jamming next to Nick or singing back up for Tyler. Twice, Alex sang lead. I
loved watching him play his guitar in the spotlight while he was singing.
During my favorite Cold Fusion song, Alex let his guitar hang around his neck
by the straps while he grabbed the microphone stand with two hands. He rocked
the crowd and ended the song to thunderous applause.

As the set ended,
my emotions were all over the place. My adrenaline was pumping, I was excited
for him, proud of his talent, but intimidated at the same time. Rosie came back
to get us and we headed back to Cold Fusion's backstage dressing area. The guys
were still hyped up about their performance.

Tommy grabbed
Melissa and spun her around. "How'd we do girls?"

"You guys
absolutely killed it!" Melissa said exactly the right thing based on their
responses.

Nick grabbed some
beers from the refrigerator and passed them out. Alex took two and pulled me
over to the couch. "We've got to help break down. I'll be busy for about
an hour. The guys are all going out after to party with Warning Shot. I thought
maybe we could just hang out here unless you want to go party with them."

It would be our
last few hours together and I wanted to spend every last minute with him.
Alone. "No. Here is good. Melissa will probably want to go out with them
though."

Alex gave me a
quick kiss. "Good answer. I'll see you soon."

He stood up and
addressed the band. "Come on. Let's get our shit done."

The guys all
grumbled but eventually headed out leaving Melissa and I sitting alone.

"I'm going to
hang back with Alex while you go out and party with the guys. Is that okay with
you?" I knew she would do it even if she didn't want to, but I was pretty
sure it wasn't a tough assignment for her.

Melissa laughed.
"No problem. I'll take one for the team. Just make sure you make good use
of your time!"

My heart sunk a
little. This was it. The last bit of time I had left with Alex. Melissa left me
sitting with my dark thoughts as she used the bathroom to primp.

The band members
all came back about 45 minutes later. Tommy threw his arm around Melissa.
"You ready to have some fun?"

"Yeah. Let's
go!" Melissa grabbed her purse, gave me a wink and then left with the
band. No one made mention of the fact that Alex and I stayed behind.

Alex wrapped his
arms around me and kissed the top of my head. "I thought I'd give you a
tour of my home away from home."

"What's your
home away from home?" I wasn't sure what he meant.

"The tour
bus."

I was curious to
see where he spent all his time. "Yeah. I'd like to see it. Where is your
real home anyway?"

He grabbed my hand
and started leading me out of the room. "I share an apartment with Tyler
in Texas."

Alex led me past
the busy road crew, who were packing up and hauling boxes. Texas was so far
away. It may as well have been on another planet. My mind was already rebelling
against our inevitable parting later.

It sounded like Warning
Shot's show was winding down. Alex took me behind the theatre to the large open
lot filled with huge rigs and buses. His tour bus was pretty non-descript on
the outside. I could have passed it hundreds of times on the highway and never
glanced twice at it.

We climbed inside
and Alex gave me a quick rundown. It was quick because there was not much to
explain. There was seating at the front of the bus, a small kitchen area, and
some entertainment equipment. Bunks lined both sides of the bus toward the
middle section. Down past the bunks was a closed door.

Alex passed
through the door into a casual lounge area. A decent sized flat-screen TV
connected to a video game system was mounted on the wall. There was plenty of
vinyl seating and two small tables.

Making a face,
Alex said, "I know it's not much..."

"No, it's
great. Except for the bunks. They're tiny." I couldn't believe that four
guys lived in such tight quarters together for months on end.

Alex ran his hand
through his hair. "Well, we all take turns and rotate back here. Tommy's
been in here for the last couple weeks. These tables fold down and the chairs
turn into a full-sized bed."

Now he was
talking.
"Really? Wow. Can I see?"

Alex laughed.
"You don't fool me, Lena. I know what you want. I suppose I'll have to
humor you."

I looked around
for something to throw at him, but came up empty.

Alex started
folding up the tables and arranging the cushions. I saw sheets stuck in the
cracks of the couch. "Eew. I don't want to use those."

Rolling his eyes,
Alex complained, "High maintenance."

He left the back
room for a minute and came back with his guitar and a blanket from his bunk. I
helped him spread the blanket on the bed and then sat in the middle. He sat on
the edge of the bed and took out his guitar.

I laid back and
closed my eyes as he started strumming. I didn't recognize the song he was
playing, but it was beautiful. There was a melancholy sweetness to the melody
that pulled at my already fragile emotions. I listened to the words as he sang.

Alex sang about
the loneliness of being on the road - the sense of being surrounded by adoring
people, but always being alone. Of endless miles rolling past with no finish
lines. Of missed opportunities despite achieving everything, having it all but
having nothing. He sang about broken hearts and lost love.

A hard lump
clogged my throat and tears burned my eyes by the time he was finished.
"That was beautiful, Alex. I've never heard it before."

"I've been
working on it the past couple months. The band thinks it's too depressing to
play on tour." Alex looked dejected as he put his guitar away.

I was amazed at
his talent, that he could compose such a poignantly beautiful song. He showed
me more about himself with his song than he ever could have with words alone.
"I'm glad you shared it with me."

Alex came to sit
next to me. "Lena, I'm leaving tonight and who knows when I'll be able to
see you again. I know we've only seen each other again for such a short time,
but I feel like I can't live without you now."

My fingers traced
his face. My heart was breaking; he looked so lonely already and I wasn't even
gone yet. "I don't want to be without you either. I'll come visit you when
I can..."

He was staring
into my eyes. "I'll wait for you, Lena. I never knew before that there was
a possibility for an "us". Everything is different now. I don't know
what I can offer you - I just know that I want to be with you. Only you."

My heart was racing.
Alex was saying the words I hadn't even dared to believe possible. "Alex,
are you sure? A long distance relationship while you have all the pressures of
touring is not going to be easy."

Alex closed his
eyes. "I love you. I've known it for a long time. And I just want a chance
to show you how much."

My world was
spinning. I was barely able to whisper around the lump in my throat. "I
love you, too."

His eyes opened
and the naked longing burning in them made my stomach flutter. Our lips touched
together tenderly. Alex's tongue slid against my parted lips and then slipped
inside my mouth. I pulled him against me, so desperate for every inch of his
body against mine.

Our kiss deepened
and my need suddenly grew from a slow burning desire into a fiery conflagration
of pure lust. My hands slid under his shirt, trying to memorize every line of
his hard body as my mouth devoured his. The aching throb in my pussy
intensified and became more demanding; I needed to feel Alex inside me. I
grabbed at his pants, frantically trying to unbutton, unzip or just make them
disappear altogether.

Alex broke our
kiss and stopped my hands. "Whoa, Lena. Slow down. I don't want to rush
through this, babe. I want to enjoy every second with you."

I gulped a huge
breath of air trying to control my passions. Almost shaking with need, I gazed
at Alex expectantly.

He sat back on the
bed. "Take your shirt off for me."

I fought the urge
to tear my shirt off as quickly as I could. Instead, I pulled it slowly over my
head and tossed it aside. Alex stared at my lacy black bra and the luscious
cleavage it helped create.

"Mmm. Now
take off your bra."

Alex's eyes never
left me as I unhooked my bra and slipped it off. The ache in my pussy grew
deeper as I sat beneath his smoldering gaze.

"Gorgeous. I
want to slide my mouth all over your skin. And circle those pink nipples with
my tongue until your squirming underneath me."

I inhaled a sharp
breath. I fought the urge to start squirming right that very second as my
nipples tightened under his intense scrutiny.

Alex suddenly
jumped up and grabbed his phone. "Can I take a picture of you?" He sounded
excited about the idea.

I covered my
breasts with my hands. "I don't know, Alex. That can lead to all kinds of
trouble-"

"I won't if
you don't want to, but I wouldn't show anyone. And my phone is always locked.
No one will see it, but me. I'm going to be missing you so damn much..."

Surprising myself,
the thought of being photographed naked was turning me on. I trusted Alex
completely. "Okay. I want to try, but if I don't like the picture you have
to delete it. And I don’t want my face to be in the shot, okay?"

Alex smiled,
"Okay. I would never hurt you, Lena. Promise. Now uncover yourself."

I slid my hands
away from my breasts waiting for Alex to snap the picture.

"Hold on a
second. I want those nipples to be nice and perky." His thumb ran slowly
over my nipple. I felt it grow even tauter under his touch. He leaned forward
and took my other breast in his mouth, running his tongue over my nipple,
flicking it relentlessly until it was painfully hard. I moaned softly as the
sweet agony of desire built in my pussy.

I was panting slightly
as Alex stepped back.

"Oh, God.
That looks perfect." He snapped a picture and then looked at it. "Beautiful."

"Can I see
it?"

Alex shook his
head. "When I'm done. Now, take off your shorts."

My hands shook as
I unbuttoned my shorts. I could feel the wetness of my desire soaking through
to my black panties.

Alex flashed me a gorgeous
bad-boy smile. "Lean back on your elbows and arch your back up a little
bit."

I leaned back,
letting my head fall backwards and my hair spill on the bed as I arched my back,
thrusting my chest out. I heard the click of another picture.

His voice sounded
rough and sexy. "Now the panties, Lena. Take them off."

I took my time
sliding them down my long legs. My body was on fire for him. I needed him more
that moment than I've needed anything in my life.

He looked directly
at me, his eyes half-lidded with lust. "Now spread your legs open for
me."

With my heart
beating like crazy in my chest, I slowly opened my legs. My pussy was throbbing
with demand as Alex's stare branded trails of fire all over my body.

The scent of my
arousal reached my nose as Alex clicked another picture. "Fuck, yeah. God,
you are so wet. You're so gorgeous, Lena."

The click of the camera
on the phone sent sizzling jolts of pleasure straight to my core. I leaned back
again, thrusting my chest out and spreading my legs further.

Alex groaned.
"Oh, God. You're driving me insane." He clicked another picture.
"Lena, my mouth is going to feast on that sweet pussy of yours until
you're screaming out my name."

The air crackled
between us, but Alex just stood there looking at me with fire blazing in his
eyes.

I was done with
pictures; I needed him
now
. "You seem to be all talk and no action,
Alex."

My hands slid up
my stomach and I rubbed my palms over my nipples. I tweaked them with my
fingers as I spoke, "My nipples are so hard. They need to be sucked. I
want your lips surrounding them, sucking them into your mouth, pulling on them,
because they hurt so bad for you."

At first, it felt
slutty talking like that, but when I saw the effect it had on Alex, it
emboldened me and drove me further.

My right hand
slipped down my stomach and slipped over my mound. "And this pretty pussy
feels so empty right now. I want your mouth right here, too."

Alex seemed frozen
to the spot. My finger started circling my swollen clit. "I want your lips
right here. Kissing me. Sucking me."

Then my finger
started sliding up and down the entire length of my slippery slit. "And
your tongue rubbing and licking up and down here. And see how wet I am for you?
I want you to taste my juices. I want your tongue to push inside me."

Alex groaned as I
slipped a finger inside my juicy hole. "And your fingers can rub me in
here too. Until you take out that magnificent cock of yours and slide it deep
into me."

Alex looked
shaken
.

He dropped his
phone on the end of the bed and grabbed my leg, pulling me toward him. I laid
back and closed my eyes as he positioned his mouth between my legs and ravished
me.

He did everything
that I had told him I wanted and more. His tongue teased my clit mercilessly as
his fingers parted my silky folds and firmly stroked my pussy. As his fingers
tormented me with unfulfilled promises, ever so close to my juicy center, his
lips sucked on my clit, his teeth nipped gently at my swollen nub. I moaned as
my hips lifted from the bed to demand even more of his mouth.