Rubbed Raw (35 page)

Rosario shook his head. “So you guys didn’t have a threesome? Giovanni, you just let him fuck her?”

I sighed and walked over to Rosario. “Does it matter what we did?”

“Damn, what’d they do to you?” Rosario slid my robe open at the top, exposing my breasts. “You got fucking hickeys everywhere.”

I pulled away from him. Then I felt Tommy’s arms around my body, and he closed the robe. “What the fuck, man? Don’t undress her.”

Giovanni still hadn’t moved. He looked humiliated.

“Sorry, Crystal.” Rosario looked at his little brother then back at us. “You finally knocked the boy scout outta him, huh? Before you, he wouldn’t have done anything kinky. I tried to get him to help me out when I had three girls once, and he got pissed.” Then he smiled. “I knew you’d be good for him. He needs a wild girl like you.”

“I’m not wild.” I was insulted. “We’ve just been trying new things.”

Tommy pressed his body up against mine. “Yeah, and I get to be in the middle of it.”

“Giovanni, say something please,” I begged.

He took his hands away from his face. “Rosario, if you tell anyone about this, I’ll kill you.”

Rosario grinned. “I won’t. I want you to keep doing stuff like this. You’re gonna be a rock star. You been holding back way too long. Now go in the bedroom with them and fuck your girlfriend. I’ll go to Chris’ or something.”

“Hi, I’m Katie,” the photographer said as she shook my hand. “We’re gonna take a lot of pictures. I want to try and capture the meaning of your band’s name.”

Giovanni held my other hand in both of his. “See, she’s nice, and there’s no guys here, just like Jon promised you.”

I did breathe a sigh of relief as we walked into the main room. I had been nervous about our photo shoot for weeks. All that Saturday at the studio, I kept screwing up my part in “Sex Addict” because of my building fear.

“Rosario would get a kick outta this place,” Chris commented, walking behind us. “If he was here, I bet we could get four of these chicks to come home with us.”

I turned around. “You can’t work alone anymore?” I laughed. “He makes it look so easy, doesn’t he?”

Chris sighed. “He gets the ones even I’m afraid to talk to.”

We all missed Rosario. He had left the day before, but his visit made him almost part of the band again.

“Hey, baby,” Chad put his hands on my shoulders as we waited. “You feeling all right?” He knew I was nauseous that morning and had to be worried about it.

I leaned back on him. “Just nervous, I’m OK.”

The first few pictures were of the four of us holding instruments or just standing together, mostly for promotional use. After that, Katie nonchalantly said, “Crystal, take your clothes off.”

I looked up at her, nervously. Jon had spoken to all of us about what the session was going to be like. He wanted to capitalize on the fact I was in the band. He assured me that none of the pictures would be of me completely naked. Giovanni and Chad both protested at first, but then I reminded them how much risqué photos had play a part in us becoming popular.

Giovanni put a hand on my back. “You don’t have to do this. I’ll tell Jon it was too much for you.”

“I can.” With Giovanni shielding me from everyone else with his body, I took off my clothes, slowly. I needed to keep my promise.

Shirtless like the others, Giovanni held me and rubbed my back, when I was finished. “You sure you’re OK?”

I took a deep breath and opened my eyes. “I’m fine.” I let him go and stepped away from him, feeling safe.

Soon Katie had me lying spread-eagled on a white sheet. Chad and Chris each had a hand over one of my breasts. Giovanni was between my legs, his hands covering my pubic area. I couldn’t look at Chris, so my eyes were shut.

“You have to look at the camera, sweetie,” Katie told me.

I took a deep breath and slowly looked around. Chris mouthed, “I’m so sorry.” Then I relaxed as much as possible knowing it would be over soon. After taking a few pictures, Katie had the guys move around and shot from different angles.

Next, Katie had me sit on Chad’s lap, with my back partly against his chest. She wanted to get our matching tattoos in a picture. Chad covered my breasts as we did what Katie told us. I felt very exposed, which I was, and I got more anxious as time went on. I had to deal with short bouts of anxiety, since I came off anti-depressants.

Chad soon slowly slid a hand down to my stomach and ran a finger around the butterflies. “Do you know if my baby’s in here yet? I always wanted to have kids with you.”

“Chad, it’s still too early,” I softly replied.

It had only been 11 days. I knew it would wind up being fine if I was. He would take care of everything. It was weird that I was afraid of having a child with Giovanni, but with Chad, I felt almost excited about the possibility. I knew I shouldn’t feel that way, but I couldn’t help it.

“I’m sorry I put you in this position.”

“Chad, I’m not nervous about having a kid with you. I feel vulnerable.”

He kissed my cheek. “Good. I know this is hard for you. It’s almost over, baby.”

Katie had me turn around, so we would look at each other for a picture. I clutched Chad tightly, my anxiety building further. He moved his hands up and down my sides, relaxing me, as only he could. When he had calmed me enough, I looked up at him.

He kissed my nose. “It’ll be OK. I love you, baby girl.” He touched his forehead to mine.

“Don’t move,” Katie shouted.

Then his phone rang, but he didn’t let me go. “I’m not making you do this longer than you have to.” It went off again. “I’ll call them back.” Soon, Chad was able to stand up. I watched him pull the phone from his pocket and walk out of the room.

Giovanni didn’t let me sit on the sheet alone for more than a few seconds. He held me in his arms right away. I started to feel the rest of my fear dissipate, but guilt set in. If I was having Chad’s child, could he forgive me? I lay my head on his chest, needing assurance. Then I saw flashes.

“Look at each other,” Katie instructed. “Now kiss her.” She took a few more shots. “Giovanni, take off your pants.”

He looked at her. “You want me naked too?”

“No. I just want people to think you are.”

When we were in position, I understood what she wanted. Giovanni was reclined a bit with pillows holding him up. I was on top of him, on my back. He had my breasts in his hands with his fingers open, my nipples covered, but not much else.

He also had a bare knee between my legs, blocking the camera’s view of my pussy, just enough. I looked up at him and felt his love so strongly.

As soon as Katie was done, Chad started to pull him away. “Sorry, baby. We have to talk now.”

She pulled Chris over to me. “Now sit on his lap.”

Then as I did as I was told, he whispered, “I’m really sorry. Please stop shaking. I’m not gonna hurt you.”

I didn’t like feeling Chris’s skin against mine, and with Chad and Giovanni out of the room, I irrationally worried he would try something. When Katie moved his hand over my breast, I jumped and fell off his legs.

He waited a few seconds then put his hand out to me. “I’m sorry,” he quietly said. I soon took Chris’ hand and got back into position, facing him in his lap.

Katie took pictures, while I shook and tried not to cry with my eyes closed. When I put my head on Chris’ shoulder, he put his arms around me.

Then Katie cried out, “That’s it. Don’t move.”

When it was over, I felt a sheet on my back. Giovanni pulled me away from Chris as he covered my body with it. He then turned me around and held me tightly. “It’s over. It’s all right, my love. I’m here,” he assured me.

I was surprised when Giovanni parked the bike in Chad’s driveway. Chad stood up as soon as we walked in. When he hugged me, I knew he was nervous.

“He’s out, isn’t he? That’s why you guys are so upset. He’s coming back to finish it. Isn’t he?” I started to shake and cry. “Please don’t let him touch me again.”

Giovanni pulled me close and held me fiercely, “No, my love. That’s not it. He can’t get you, I promise. It’s nothing like that. Just listen, please.” He helped me sit down, but didn’t let me go.

“Baby,” Chad took a deep breath. “Twelve more girls came forward since your attack got out on the net. And the police linked him to 10 more ’cause you scratched his face.” He knelt down in front of me. “You don’t have to testify. He pled out. He got 15 years on just your case alone. He’ll never get out of jail, baby.”

A strange numbness came over me. I couldn’t believe it was over. It felt like I was dreaming. I thought about how many girls lives that creep had ruined just like mine, or worse. Then I felt sick to my stomach and bolted from the room.

After I vomited, I stayed on the floor of the master bathroom. I sobbed loudly and held my legs to my chest, not knowing why. I was confused and my mind was reeling, unable to focus.

“It’s OK, baby,” Chad assured me as he got down on the floor and pulled me into his arms. “I know it’s been a hard day, but it’s over, and I’m right here.”

I turned around and clutched him tightly, “Thank you for… saving me.” I cried harder as memories flooded my head. “He would’ve raped me, too, if… if…”

“I know, baby,” Chad replied softly as he touched my hair. “But he didn’t. I stopped him. Now he’ll never touch you again. I wish I could make the hurting stop, my baby girl.” He held me for a long time and shed some tears with me.

Once I was calm, Giovanni came in the room. “Crystal, let’s go home.” He got down on the floor next to us and pulled me from Chad. “You need to process all this.”

I just looked at Giovanni as he held me, tears still streaming down my face. He kissed my lips, and then I lay my head on his chest. Chad put his hand on my back as I started to sob again.

Soon enough, Giovanni carried me home. When we got upstairs, he lay down with me as I continued to cry. I cried in his arms until I had no more tears left. Then I just lay my body against his and closed my eyes. I listened for my lover’s heart and let its rhythm soothe me to sleep.

I woke up about an hour later feeling much better. As soon as I stirred, Giovanni pulled me up on top of him. I lifted my head and looked at him.

He kissed me. “How do you feel now?”

I smiled. “A lot better. Thanks for letting Chad hold me.”

“I knew you needed him, not me. That’s why you went to his room. You needed to feel safe. He’s the one who saved you.”

He pulled me up a bit more and kissed me again. Then he rolled us to our sides and kissed me with more passion. He put his fingers through my hair. “I love you so much.”

He slowly moved a hand under my shirt, opened my bra and gently brushed his fingers over my nipple. I felt his stiff cock through his pants when he pressed his hips against me. Under the circumstances, you would think it was the last thing I needed, but I got turned-on quickly, with the difficult day gone.

I grabbed his hair and pulled when his hand slid into my panties, wanting his fingers deep within. I opened my legs to give him better access, getting desperate for him. When his fingers thrust into my pussy, I cried out, squeezing them tightly. Then I reached up, kissing and biting his neck as my need for him grew.

He sighed. “Crystal…”

I opened his pants and reached inside, just caressing his hard shaft at first. Then I grabbed a hold of it.

“Tighter,” Giovanni whispered.

I complied. He moaned when I started to slide my hand over his long shaft. As I continued, he pulled my pants and panties off. Then his fingers moved more swiftly. I closed my eyes, feeling his thumb stroking my clit as two other fingers curled inside to access my sweet spot, rubbing it relentlessly. It was almost maddening.

“How does it feel, my love? You’re so quiet.”

I didn’t realize I was silent. I was too lost in pleasure. “Giovanni… oh… you’re like… the god… of… finger-fucking. That… feels… so incredible…” Then I cried out, “Oh God, Giovanni!” I bit his neck hard, as my body trembled with such force, tears streamed down my cheeks.

“I can’t wait anymore.” Giovanni yanked his pants off and quickly got on top of me.

“Condom.”

He groaned. “Please. I want you to have my baby.”

“Not yet.”

He reluctantly reached out and opened his nightstand drawer to get one. Then when it was on, he sighed as he pushed his engorged cock into me. “Damn, you feel good.”

He moved his hips slowly, and I savored every bit of it. I was able to feel every inch of his cock as he gently drove into me while I brought my hips up to meet his. It was so different. I could feel his love as he kissed my mouth and neck along with his easy movements.

When he tilted his head back and gasped, I reached up and kissed his neck. He continued at that pace for a long while. I liked it more than I thought I would. I felt so loved and connected to him. I closed my eyes and let out soft moans once a while.

The newness of it seemed to wear off though. I felt the need for more, dying to cum. It seemed only Chad was able to please me with slow strokes. Then I pushed him from my mind quickly.

“Giovanni, fuck me harder, please!” When he didn’t respond right away, I lifted my hips faster and pushed harder.

He sighed and held my hips down with his. “I wanna make love, not fuck.”

“I’m not gonna cum, though.”

He closed his eyes and soon we were quickly moving as one. Within seconds, I pulled Giovanni’s hair and cried out, writhing beneath him in ecstasy. After that, his hips slammed into me over and over, his pace intense and fast. I was constantly moaning as I tried to keep up, but it wasn’t easy.

He suddenly pushed my hips down. “Stop, let me do this.”

His perfect, rapid rhythm made me think of him pounding on his bass drums, double time. Bang, bang, bang, bang, hit after hit. It was masterful; so different from Chad. The beat he was creating with his hips, sent me into a pleasure-filled frenzy, spurring multiple orgasms.

It didn’t take long for me to scream at the top of my lungs. “Giovanni, oh, God… Ah... Oh... I can’t take it!”

My whole body was shaking out of control. I screamed again, unable to stop the constant quivering within. I clutched him, digging my nails into his flesh while his pace forced the spasms to continue.