Rubbed Raw (28 page)

I held onto the sides and put my weight on my arms. “I don’t know how long I can do it though.”

He quickly thrust up into me, “Oh, nice. Try not to move.”

The water splashed a lot as he rammed into me several times. I couldn’t enjoy it though. My arms hurt, and it took all my concentration to stay in that position.

“You don’t like it do you?” Giovanni asked after awhile.

I frowned. “It kinda hurts my arms.”

“OK, sorry. Come down on me.”

Soon I had his cock buried inside of me. Then I took his hands in mine and ground my pelvis into his, just like when I gave him the lap dance. He pushed up to me as I did it, and we both moaned loudly.

Then he put his arms around me, loosely. “Use my arms for leverage and see if you can ride me this way, please?”

I smiled and held his forearms tightly. Then I pushed on him and lifted my hips. It didn’t hurt. When I came down, the water moved and added to my pleasure. I started to do it again and again while my breasts bounced.

“Giovanni… oh… this is… oh… so good… oh yeah!”

He had his mouth close to my ear, “God, my love.”

Suddenly I cried out and came down on him hard. My nails dug into him as I leaned back on his shoulder, “Holy shit, Giovanni!” I hung on as I trembled within fiercely. “I love you.”

“I love you, too,” he whispered.

Then I heard a door open. I looked up. Tommy and the young brunette had come outside. “Do you mind if we join you?” He asked.

“You know we’re fucking, right?” Giovanni asked.

Tommy laughed. “I heard her shout your name from the front door.”

“Oh my God!” the girl cried out as she stripped herself naked. “You guys’re from Triple Threat, aren’t you? Is Chris here? Can I meet him, too?”

“After I fuck you a few times, I’ll call him.” Within seconds, Tommy was nailing her the same way he did me in there.

I turned around, so I could ride Giovanni that way. I used my hands and legs to get up as high as I could before slamming my hips into his. After awhile, I was able to ignore the moans and cries coming from behind me.

“Crystal… I love… how you… do that,” he cried out as I swiveled my hips after each thrust.

Then I grabbed his shoulders, to push against him as my body tensed and quaked within. My head went back so far, I fell into the water.

Giovanni quickly grabbed me. Then he stood up. “I gotta cum now. I can’t wait anymore. Get on your knees and don’t move.”

While I did as he told me to, a flash of Jon screwing me came to mind. I quickly squashed it and held onto the side. He drove into me hard as he grunted. Then he gripped my hips tightly and rammed his cock into me over and over. I screamed right away and then kept crying out to him with each intense thrust.

“Oh… uh… Crystal… God, Crystal!” He ground into me deeply and pushed me a little, while his cock shuddered and his thighs tensed.

My hands were glued to the edge as my body continued to tremble. Giovanni held me close as he recovered, his breath coming quickly over my ear.

“Damn. Phil was right. You guys
do
put on a good show,” Tommy commented after a few minutes had passed.

Giovanni pulled out of me and lifted me up. Then he quickly sat down, putting me on his lap. Tommy and the girl were sitting just like us, obviously done as well.

The brunette was smiling shyly. “Giovanni, you’re even sexier than your pictures.”

He rested his head on my shoulder, probably with red cheeks. “Um, thanks.” It was funny how he never got used to the attention we got as a band.

I leaned back just a bit. “You’re damn sexy to me, too.”

He caressed my arms. “So are you. We should start packing, and let these two fuck some more.”

“Good idea.” Tommy stood up and changed his condom. “You’re gonna go home one happy camper.” He said to the excited fan as he walked back to her with his erection bouncing. “Get on your knees, babe. I wanna fuck your cute little ass.”

Giovanni lifted me up, “Time to go.” I grabbed his neck while he carried me up the steps.

I heard a cry and then whimpering. “Ow, Tommy, wait.”

“Maybe I should just bring you in the…” The voices were gone once the balcony door closed.

It took Giovanni and me a few hours to find my things. They were scattered all over the place. I had not realized how much there was. Dominic had brought me several more bags my second week there.

When it seemed like we were done, I still couldn’t find my sleeping pills. Tommy had started helping us after his chick of the day left and was looking with us.

“Where do you usually keep them?” Giovanni asked as we searched the living room.

I shrugged. “They kinda move from room to room, depending on where I…” I quickly shut my mouth. Neither Tommy nor I wanted him to know we slept in the same bed a lot.

“Where you what?” he looked puzzled. “Don’t you take them when you go to bed?”

Then we heard. “Babe, don’t you need these?” He came in the room holding a pill bottle.

“Where’d you find them?” Giovanni innocently asked.

Tommy looked at me. I knew exactly where they were from his expression, on his nightstand. I had forgotten where I slept the night before Giovanni came over.

“Uh… bathroom,” he handed them to me and left the room.

Giovanni watched him for a few seconds. “I swear I looked there twice.” Then his face fell. “He didn’t mean the hallway one, did he?”

“Can we just start over from last night, please?”

He came to me and hugged me. “Yeah, nothing else matters anymore. I got you back, and I’m never gonna let you go again.”

We soon jammed everything into Tommy’s X5 and were on the road. Giovanni fell asleep almost right away. I was alone in the back seat with a suitcase of clothes next to me, just thinking.

When I called Chad to tell him we got back together, he held back his emotions and said he was happy for me, but I knew he was in pain.
How am I gonna handle seeing the heartbreak in his eyes?

“Babe, you asleep?” Tommy asked from the front.

I sighed. “No, just hoping things stay stable.”

“Don’t fuck Chad again, and everything’ll be OK. Well at least for you two. Chad’s gonna miss your pussy. Hell, I miss your pussy already. You think he’ll let me do you at least once?”

I looked at the passing scenery. “I don’t know.” I leaned on the window and closed my eyes.

Tommy helped us unload the car then unpack my things. He didn’t seem to want to let go, or he was hoping for one last lay. He finally went home when I started yawning.

“How does it feel to be home?” Giovanni asked me when we got in bed. He sounded exhausted as well.

I turned to him. “It feels right. I missed you.”

“I missed you too.” He kissed me then held me close. “I think I missed you too much. I’m all outta cum.” He softly laughed as he stroked my hair. “Finally, I can sleep… all… night.” His voice was fading already.

I looked up. I saw his eyes closing and felt his body relaxing. I caressed his cheek and smiled. “I love you more than I knew I did.”

Giovanni parked the Harley next to what I was almost sure was Dominic’s metallic grey Jaguar XKR-S. I already knew what type of cars Jon, Tommy and Dean had. After putting his helmet on his seat, Giovanni took my hand, and we both checked out the car.

When we had circled it, he looked at me. “Do you know you gotta custom-order these? I want one, but in black.”

“Of course.” I laughed and looked him over in his completely black outfit.

He kissed my hand. “Hey, black goes with everything.” Then we walked inside smiling. Dominic and Jon were coming into the hallway. “Hey, Dom, love your car.”

“Wanna check it out?” Dominic asked him. “I’ll put the top down.”

Giovanni pulled me into his arms. “Do you mind?”

“It’s fine.” I smiled at him.

Dom put a hand on his shoulder. “Come on. I’ll let you drive.”

“Sweet!” Giovanni shouted just after letting me go.

Chris came into the hallway talking on the phone. “Hey, I’ll be right back.”

I looked up at Jon who looked happy. “It’s nice to see you both smiling again. He has no clue, right?”

“Well…” I took a deep breath. “I kinda told him who I slept with while we were fighting the other day.”

“And he’s not pissed off?”

“We talked about it last night. He wants to just forget it and move on. I didn’t give him details, just names. If he was mad about it, half of you would’ve gotten punched.”

Jon’s mouth dropped. “How many of us did you fuck?”

The sound of an acoustic guitar distracted us. I followed the sound and found Chad alone, sitting on a chair and playing an incredible piece. I stopped far enough away that he wouldn’t notice me. Jon stood behind me as we listened.

Chad’s hair was up, his head down and his eyes closed. The song was a ballad, but not one I had heard before. He was singing so softly I could barely hear him, but the words were full of pain.

“I'm nothing without you, I'm empty inside. I don't know what to do. My love hasn't died. My body is aching. I'm falling apart. Please someone help me… fix my broken heart…”

“Dude, did you write that?” Jon went over to him while he played it a second time.

Chad looked up. “It’s nothing.” Then he set his guitar on the floor. “Forget about it.”

“No, man,” Jon put a hand on his shoulder. “It was incredible. We should put that on the CD.”

“Giovanni’d be so pissed. We can’t.”

I sat down, feeling guilty, knowing the song was about him losing me again.

Jon frowned. “Why?”

“It’s about Crystal.”

“So, why would he be mad?”

“It’s called, ‘I’m Nothing Without You.’ ” Chad looked at me.

“Oh… But you guys need a good ballad on the album.”

“It’s too personal. I don’t want them all knowing how I feel.”

“Too late. All the shit that went down brought it out in the open. What’s the difference now?”

“I don’t know.” Chad glanced at me for a few seconds.

“It’s cool if you wanna sing it.”

Chad scowled. “I can’t sing.”

“I just heard you singing.” Jon let out a short laugh, “Sounded good to me.”

“I ain’t doing it.”

Jon sighed. “Fine, let Chris hear it. He could do wonders with that song.”

“I know, but what if Giovanni gets upset?”

I watched them debate the issue for a while. Chad looked at me with so much pain in his eyes, I wanted to hold him and tell him he would be fine. There was no guarantee of that. I actually had no idea how he was going to deal with losing me again.

“What’re they talking about?” Giovanni asked quietly as he suddenly stood in front of me.

I looked up at him, “A song.” My voice broke while I tried to hold back tears.

“It’s about you, huh?”

I sighed, “Yeah. Jon wants to record it, but Chad doesn’t wanna hurt your feelings.”

Then Giovanni walked over to Chad. “It’s fine. I’m not gonna get mad. I know you still love her. I know you miss her, and I know it hurts, but maybe getting it out’ll help. And if Jon thinks it’s that good, let’s go for it.”

Chad looked up at him. He had tears on his cheeks. “I don’t wanna ruin all the progress we made. You’re like my brother again, and I can’t do this to you.”

“I promise I won’t get upset or jealous over a fucking song, OK? Let me see the lyrics, please.”

Chad grudgingly handed the sheet over then stared at the floor.

“Jon, did you read this?” Giovanni sounded excited. “It’s amazing.” He handed it to Jon.

Chad looked up. “You like it, really?”

“If you had to sing it, maybe not,” Giovanni admitted. “But, Chris’ll make it his, and you know it. No one’ll ever know who it’s about. Chad, it’s too good to just put away and forget about it.”

Jon smiled widely. “You should hear it. It’s incredible. Chad, we’re doing this.”

“Doing what?” Chris asked as he walked in. “What’d I miss? I was only gone for like 15 minutes.” He sat down next to Chad.

Jon touched Chad’s shoulder again. “Play it for him.” Then he handed the lyric sheet to Chris. “See what you can do with this.”

Chad played the entire song again. He didn’t sing it, though. Chris was reading as he nodded his head slightly. I loved it even more. It was obviously right from his heart.

“Nice,” Chris remarked. “But how do you want the vocals to sound?”

Jon crossed his arms over his chest. “Chad, sing it for him. I don’t care what you think you sound like. You have a great voice.”

“Fine.” Chad scowled, and then sang it.

“Play it again, and I’ll sing it,” Chris insisted with a huge smile on his face. “It’s really good, Chad.”

Chad looked up at him. “Thanks. Start after the fourth C, OK?”

“Sure.” Chris watched Chad’s hands and waited. “I’m alone in this world, since I lost you for good. I miss you so bad, and I'm so misunderstood. All I can see is… him holding you tight. I wish I was him. Can't you make this right?”

I closed my eyes and tried to feel a bassline, but the words got to me. Tears slowly rolled down my cheeks. I hurt him more than I ever thought was possible. When I felt an arm around my shoulders, I jumped.

“You hate that you broke his heart don’t you?” Giovanni whispered.

I leaned on him. “I never meant for it to happen.”

“I kinda get how he feels. It was hard just being friends with you,” he softly explained then held me close. “The first time we had sex, I was scared I’d let it slip that I loved you. I was trying so hard not to, I didn’t think I’d cum.” He kissed me. “I finally let it slip as a whisper when I came.”

“I didn’t hear you.”

“I said it at my brother’s party, too.”

“So did I,” I admitted. “And the next morning, too.”

Giovanni hugged me. “Now I can say it whenever I want. I love you. I love you. I love you.” He softly laughed as he squeezed me tight.

“I love you, too.” Then I realized Chris was still singing and leaned on Giovanni a bit more as I listened.

When Chris and Chad were both silent, Jon smiled wider than ever. “Hey Dom, can you come up with a piano piece for this?”

“Sure.” Dominic walked to the back of the studio.