Sinful Needs (Wicked End Book 2) Page 9

  “Yeah. It’s sexy.” She grinned. “Especially when you’re on top of me and all sweaty.” She wriggled her ass against his morning wood.

  He moved his lips to her ear and whispered, “You’re playing with fire, Tink.” His hand slid downward. “You know… we crossed another off your list this weekend.” He pushed a finger into her pussy. “Hotel all weekend.” Quickly, he replaced his finger with his cock and thrust in a few inches. “Glad we had so much time in New Orleans together.”

  “You guys ready?” Austin called as he walked towards the open doorway, fresh out of the shower. He froze when he walked into the next room. Brandon’s hips were moving. “Uh, sorry to interrupt. It’s past 12. We gotta get a move on.” He understood why Scott stared so much at Brandon when naked. He was hot but very taken.

  Brandon groaned and pulled out. “Of course it is.” He knew it was too good to be true. “Thought it was a lot earlier.”

  “Pepe just called,” Scott shouted as he dressed. “He said there’s a bad accident on I-10. We gotta leave as soon as possible.”

  Mackenzie sighed. “I’m getting in the shower.” She tried to pry Brandon’s arms open.

  “Guess breakfast’s out.” Brandon let Mackenzie go and rolled onto his back. “That sucks.”

  Austin put a hand over his mouth as he bit his lip. Brandon rarely was so casual about being naked. He was splayed out, looking as good as ever. His many tattoos made his toned body look even better, especially the one above his cock. He wanted to run his tongue over it.

  “See what I mean?” Scott softly said, leaning over Austin’s shoulder. “He’s irresistible. Wanna suck that...”

  Brandon stretched, then looked towards the door. His eyes opened wide, and he grabbed the sheet to cover himself. “Are you guys drooling over me? Just say no.”

  “No,” Scott answered as he smirked. Then he whispered, “You fuck him, and I’ll blow him.”

  Austin closed his eyes. His cock stirred in his jeans. “No time for fantasies.” He liked that Scott was including him in the fantasy of Brandon for a change. “We’ll leave. Sorry, Brandon.” Austin walked back to their room. He waited for Scott to be close. “When we’re alone tonight... we can talk about a fantasy while we fuck.”

  “Nice.” Scott gave him a quick kiss on the lips. “Get dressed, so we can try and grab some food for the road.”

  Mackenzie stepped out of the bathroom to find Brandon asleep again. She rolled her eyes, then knelt on the bed next to him. “Baby, time to get in the shower.” She ran a hand slowly up his ribs.

  “Fuck.” Brandon’s hips went up. “Tink… Ride me rough.”

  She slapped his belly. “Wake up.”

  He jumped. “Shit! What?”

  “You fell asleep.” Mackenzie laughed quietly. “We gotta go. Remember?”

  He took a deep breath. “Yeah. Yeah.” He groaned as he rolled off the bed. Then he looked down at his erection. “Fuck. You’re not getting any now.”

  She laughed louder. “You really talk to your dick?” She had thought it was funny when he told her to do it the other morning, but hearing him do it was hysterical.

  “I guess.” He shrugged. “It wants you, and we don’t have time.” Without glancing at her, he walked to the bathroom. After a shower, he came out naked, drying his hair with a towel. “Your flight’s at seven tomorrow morning, right?”

  “Where am I going?” Scott asked, with a laugh as he gathered their luggage.

  Brandon looked up. “I thought you were Kenzie.”

  “Nope,” Scott replied. “She and Austin went to grab breakfast for us.” He glanced at Brandon and grinned. “Do you ever wear clothes?”

  Uncomfortable, Brandon wrapped the towel around his waist. “Can I ask you something?” He had to know.

  Scott watched Brandon’s face. His expression made him nervous. “Yeah.”

  “Do you wanna fuck me?”

  Mouth dropping, Scott didn’t know what to say. Was he asking me to do him now? “Um, I don’t know if… well, now’s not a good time to—”

  “No!” Brandon huffed, wishing he put it differently. “I meant are you attracted to me or something?”

  Scott’s hands started shaking. He wasn’t sure the truth was smart. “Uh… um, well… I kinda… Well, you are hot. I wouldn’t mind fucking you.”

  “That’s not what I asked.” Brandon wrung his hands. “Be honest with me. Sometimes I feel like you’re looking me over.”

  “Would that upset you?”

  Brandon shrugged. “I don’t know.” He sighed. “How about this? If I was gay or whatever, would you go after me?”

  “Yes.”

  His honesty shocked Brandon. “OK, never mind. I didn’t wanna know.” He grabbed the change of clothes he left out the night before and disappeared into the bathroom.

  Scott stood there stunned. He had no idea if the talk would hurt their friendship. After putting everyone’s luggage on the cart in their room, he sat on the bed in Brandon’s room and waited.

  Brandon came out fully dressed. “I don’t know why I started that.” He grabbed his sneakers and sat down in a chair. “I guess it makes me nervous that…” He closed his eyes. It wasn’t easy for him to talk about. “That I liked you touching me.”

  “I noticed.” Scott put his hands on his knees. “Look. I’m not in love with you, if that’s what you think. What happens between us is just sex. Nothing more. I don’t read into it. And no one’ll ever know.”

  Nodding, Brandon felt just a bit better. He had started to think Scott had a thing for him. Losing a close friend would have sucked. “OK, so the stuff that happened the other night is just between us. Right?”

  “Yep. My lips are sealed.” Scott wanted to smile. He was excited that Brandon seemed more open. “And if anything else happens… Well, then it does.” His phone chimed. “Must be Austin.” He pulled his phone out. “Yeah.”

  The text read. Head downstairs. We’re almost done.

  “Time to go.” Scott stood.

  Less than 30 minutes later, the bus was on the road. Scott, Brandon, Chico and Jesse were in the rear lounge. Mackenzie and Austin were in the front watching a movie with some of the others. They were discussing the offer Jon Harris of Gasoline made for the band to sign with Demonfire Records after their next album fulfilled their current contract. Everyone agreed it would be a good move.

  When the conversation hit a lull, Brandon grabbed his bag from the closet. “Scott, I wanna show you something.”

  “Don’t you pull out your dick,” Chico warned.

  Brandon glared at him. “Funny.” He retrieved the ring box. “Scott, come ’ere.” He waited for Scott to come closer.

  “What is it?” Scott saw something small in Brandon’s hand.

  Nervously, Brandon looked around the room. Chico and Jesse were talking again. Brandon glanced at his friend. “I bought this.” He opened the box.

  “Holy shit.” Scott covered his mouth for a few seconds. “Damn, man. That is beautiful.” The engagement ring was a shock.

  Brandon exhaled loudly. “Can you try and see if she’d be pissed if I asked her? I thought she’d go for it. Then this morning she freaked out when I told her I dreamt about her proposing to me.”

  “Ah. OK.” Scott understood why Brandon was so anxious. “I’ll do what I can.” He patted Brandon’s shoulder. “Good choice. She’s gonna love it.”

  Feeling a bit better about his choice, Brandon smiled. “Thanks. I’m terrified of a no.”

  “She loves you,” Scott reminded him. “This is the next logical step.” His chest suddenly constricted. What would I do if Austin asked me? Probably say no. He hoped Mackenzie was more open to it than he was.

  After patting Scott on the back, Brandon hid the ring again, then put his bag away. “I’m gonna go sit with her.” He nodded to Chico and Jesse, then opened the door.

  Jake was just coming out of the bathroom. “Hey,” he responded softly, exhausted.

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�You OK?” Brandon was immediately concerned. Jake looked dead on his feet.

  With a sigh, Jake put a hand up and leaned on the doorframe. “Tired. Bridgette kept me up most of the night. That woman can go forever. I musta came five times, but she couldn’t get enough.” He unconsciously smiled.

  “You like her? Wow. I thought you were faking it.” Brandon grinned. “I never thought I’d see the day. That’s cool.” He slapped Jake’s arm. “So does this mean you’re a one-woman man finally?”

  Jake’s face screwed up. “Hell no! Just when we’re in New Orleans... I’m hers.” He smiled again. “She’s fine with just that for now. Think that’s all I can handle anyway.”

  “It’s a start.” Brandon looked down the hall to the front room. “Go take a nap, and I’ll try and keep everyone quiet.” It was nice that everyone was happy. He just hoped proposing didn’t blow up in his face.

  Chapter 8

  They arrived at the Baton Rouge River Center later than expected, even anticipating the traffic holdups from an accident. The crew raced off the bus immediately, leaving things semi-quiet. Scott and Austin were in the front, playing Call of Duty. Jake was still sleeping in his bunk. Chico was in the back lounge watching a movie. Mackenzie and Brandon were in his bunk.

  “One sec.” Scott stood and hurried down the aisle to the bathroom.

  When done, he walked slower towards the front. A soft moan caught his attention. Brandon’s curtain moved. Carefully, Scott drew it back some more. What he found made him smile. Brandon was on top of Mackenzie, hips pumping, both of them moaning and groaning.

  Austin came up behind him. He quickly dove his hand into Scott’s pants and stroked his hardening cock. “Wish I could fuck you while you watch them,” he whispered in Scott’s ear. “I bet you’d cum all over Jake down there.”

  Scott leaned his head back on Austin’s shoulder. “Uh-huh.” He gritted his teeth, trying to stay quiet. “Bathroom?”

  “Yeah.” Austin exhaled over Scott’s neck. “Gotta make it fast, though.”

  Nodding, Scott led the way.

  Austin stopped to grab lube and a condom before following. He locked the bathroom door and put them both on the sink. Then he grabbed Scott by the back of the neck and yanked him close. “Love you,” he murmured before pressing his lips to Scott’s.

  While still kissing, Scott undid Austin’s belt and pants as fast as he could. He let his jeans fall and caressed his shaft slowly, squeezing the head on the upstroke. A bit of pre-cum beaded at the tip and he swiped it with a finger, spreading it around.

  Not able to wait, Austin turned a startled Scott around and tore his pants open. After he had shoved them and his boxers down, he pushed Scott to the sink. “Bend over.”

  Scott did as told, holding onto the edges of the sink. He heard Austin rip open the condom. When he tried to turn and help him. Austin forced him back. Then fingers slipped into his ass. He sighed as they went deeper and deeper. Instinctively, he ground against Austin’s hand, wanting more. When they were pulled free, he gasped. Then suddenly Austin thrust his cock in.

  “Ah, damn!” Scott leaned over more and pressed back, taking Austin’s entire length.

  Eyes rolled back, Austin held Scott with one arm around his middle. “You feel so good.” He pulled back and thrust in again to the hilt. “Fuck, Scott.” Wanting them both to cum before someone heard them, he grasped Scott’s dick in his free hand.

  Unable to stay quiet, Scott bit his hand. He and Austin worked their hips together, while Austin jerked his cock. His imagination ran wild as Austin pounded him harder and faster. First, he saw Mackenzie sucking his cock, then Brandon. That turned into him fucking Brandon. Within minutes, Scott screamed into his own hand while semen spurted into the sink.

  “Fuck yes!” Austin called out as Scott pulsed in his hand. His own orgasm made his legs weak, and they shook. “Scott, God.” He couldn’t believe it was over so quickly.

  Scott panted, also surprised. Neither of them was normally that fast. “Wow.” He took a few deep breaths, hoping Austin didn’t let him go yet. “Hope no one heard me.”

  “Doubt it.” Austin leaned his head on Scott’s back. “Fuck, that took a lot outta me.” A knock on the door made them both jump. “Uh, yeah?”

  Chico groaned. “Let me know when you’re out.”

  “OK,” Austin called to him.

  A few feet away, Brandon sighed and laid his head just above Mackenzie’s shoulder. “I wish you didn’t haveta go home.” His lips brushed over her neck. “It’s too hard without you.” He had to take a break. They had been going at it for quite a while.

  She lifted her hips a bit, trying to forget about her flight in the morning. He was still deep inside her. She ground up into him. “I need as much as possible before I go.”

  Brandon moaned. “Oh, you’ll get it, Kenzie. You will.” He withdrew and thrust in hard. “I got a surprise for you later.”

  “Really?” She gritted her teeth when he rammed into her harder. “What?” It came out breathy.

  Lips to her ear, he whispered, “Not tellin’ ya.”

  “Then let me take over for a few.”

  The seductive tone to her voice made him grind into her harder. “You know I love that.” He held her close and carefully rolled them to their sides, then slid to his back. “So close,” he mumbled when his dick slipped out of her. “Watch your head, Kenzie.” He shimmied a bit to the right until he was in the middle of the bunk. “Do your worst.”

  “I wish.” She leaned down and brushed her lips over his, hands on his shoulders. “Wanna make you cum so hard, it hurts.”

  Her pussy clenched. Dirty talk always got to them both. Hips rocking slowly, she moved her lips over his bearded jaw, then to his neck. Her pussy slid over his erection, teasing him with brief penetration a few times.

  “I wanna make your whole body shudder with pleasure.” She bit her lip and tilted her pelvis until the head of his cock slid inside her again. “Fuck you…” With a quick thrust downward, she engulfed him. His moan made her smirk. “…till you drop.”

  He gasped. When she talked like that, it went right to his balls. “God, Tink. Killing me.” His back arched when she swiveled her hips, taking him as deep as possible. Then she squeezed him within. “Fuck, yes.” He pushed up, grinding against her. The pleasure was almost overwhelming. Grasping her thighs, he closed his eyes. “Fuck me, Kenzie. Fuck me.”

  “I will, baby.” She licked the edge of his ear, then sucked on the lobe, toying with his earrings.

  Fingers digging into her skin, Brandon moaned. Her hips moved faster, rocking again. He could feel his cock almost fall out before her pussy swallowed it to the hilt again. She kept doing it, faster and harder. Soon the bunks were creaking. It felt so good. His volume rose. He didn’t care who complained.

  Smirking at his reaction, Mackenzie bit his neck and raked his back with her nails. He growled, and she bit him harder. Her rhythm continued to increase in intensity. For a fleeting moment, she wondered if they would break the bunks, but then ecstasy washed over her.

  “Baby… God, baby,” she cried out loudly.

  His eyes rolled back as her ejaculate ran over his balls. Then he grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her face to his, kissing her hard. He needed to feel all of her. Not able to hold back, he started to ram up into her. They both cried out, her soaking him from above. Gritting his teeth, he fought to hold back the building orgasm. When she started to rhythmically pulse within, his entire body shuddered.

  “Goddammit! Gonna cum!” Brandon wrapped his arms around Mackenzie and held her to him. Her face buried in his neck as his cock spurted powerfully inside of her. “Fuck, Tink.” His breath came quickly, as did hers. “Awesome. Seriously awesome.”

  She nodded, lips moving on his neck, but not able to form words yet. Not holding back as usual, it had taken a lot out of her. The fingers of one hand wove in his hair. The other hand gripped his shoulder.

  “Guess it’s time to get up?
” Jake called to them. He rolled out of bed and shoved Brandon’s curtain open. “Finally got me that morning blowjob today.” He grinned from ear to ear. “It’s better than you said.” He lightly slapped Mackenzie’s ass cheek. “Back to reality, though.”

  When Jake had walked away, Brandon shut the curtain. “Did you find that as weird as I did?”

  “Probably weirder.” Mackenzie was beyond confused. “You sure he didn’t hit his head or something?”

  Brandon ran his fingers through her hair. “Nah. I think he’s in love. That Bridgette woman has him wrapped around her little finger.” He paused. “Wonder if he’ll be less of an ass now.”

  “We’re going inside,” Austin said as he stopped at Brandon’s bunk. “We got a meet and greet in an hour. Don’t forget.”

  “Yeah. We’ll be there,” Brandon vowed.

  Mackenzie lifted her head. “What’d ya mean we?”

  Brandon framed her face with his hands. “Yes, we. I’m not hiding this anymore.” He hoped that would be the first step towards making her his forever. “It’s the perfect time to go public with it.”

  She bit her lip, knowing what a big deal that was for him. “You sure?”

  “Yes.” He reached up and kissed her lips. “You’re mine, and I’m yours. I want everyone to know.” He watched tears come to her eyes. “Wait. Do you not want that?”

  She sniffled. “I do, but… but, will it cause you problems?”

  “Nah.” He grinned and touched his nose her hers. “I think it’ll make things easier. Next time we’re caught together, rumors won’t start. They’ll know why.”

  Emotion overwhelming her, Mackenzie hugged Brandon tightly. She never thought it would be something he would give her, public recognition. It terrified her though. From the stories Brandon had told her at the beginning of the tour, she knew fans could be aggressive sometimes. She decided to let the fear go and trust Brandon. Something she was not good at doing.

  “Do we have to dress up?” she asked.

  He slid his hands down her back. “Somewhat. There’ll be fans, maybe other band members, press, a radio station crew and possibly girls the guys bring. Usually good food here, though, from what I remember.”