Chase the Road (A Brothers of Rock - GONE BY AUTUMN - Novel) (17 page)

Damn, that song.

Maya had always dreamed of a day
when someone would write her a song. And it happened. Blake wrote her a song. A
beautiful and haunting song that spanned all their years together. Face it,
even when they weren
’
t
together, they were still in many ways together.

Maya was able to stand a couple
more sips of the decent coffee and then gave up on it.

Back in the apartment she saw the
text had been from Blake.

She still needed to talk to Hunter.
Once and for all she needed to clear this mess and put an end to it.

Something ate deep within Maya, and
while she was in the shower it finally came to her. If Hunter hadn
’
t gotten the hint that they
weren
’
t together, then did
she cheat on Hunter with Blake? The one thing she always feared Blake doing on
the road
…
was the thing she
had done to someone else. Maya tried to refuse it, but that
’
s what got to her.

She dressed and went to the table
and looked at the ring. Yeah, it was a big and beautiful diamond. In a dark
blue, velvet box. Christ, knowing Hunter and his connections, there was
probably a
ring guy
for his family. The same jeweler. Yet Maya had yet
to ever meet his parents. She was more of a convenience factor. It felt wrong.
Everything felt wrong.

Her cell started to ring, Blake
calling.

Maya grabbed her phone.
“
Hey you.
”

“
Hey,
”
Blake said in a groggy voice.
“
Thought you ditched me. Hope you
’
re not pissed
…”

“
Why
would I be pissed?
”

“
I
didn
’
t get out of the
studio. I passed out. We all crashed here.
”

“
Must
have been some night.
”

“
We
got that song done,
”
Blake
said.
“
And we were just
drained. I shut my eyes for a second and I was out. My neck is killing me.
”

“
Hot
shower could help that.
”

“
You
and a hot shower could fix anything,
”
Blake said.

Maya bit her bottom lip and stared
at the box on the table.
“
Too
bad I just took a shower.
”

“
Without
me? Damn, sweetheart.
”

“
Hey,
how long could a girl wait?
”

Then there was silence.

Shit. Shouldn
’
t have said that.

“
Tell
me, sweetheart, how long could a girl wait?
”
Blake asked.

“
For
a rockstar like you? Forever.
”

“
That
’
s good to hear. You
’
re tougher than me.
”

“
Oh?
”

“
I
’
m outside your building,
sweetheart. Better chase away all your other boyfriends. I
’
m coming inside.
”

The call went dead.

Any other woman would have been
panty-dropping-excited, but all Maya could do was stare at the damn engagement
ring on the table. She grabbed it and threw it into her bag that hung from the
back of the closest chair at the dining room table.

She then took a deep breath and
went into panty-dropping-excited mode, racing to the door, opening it to find
Blake standing there holding a guitar case in one hand and a single red rose in
the other.

Fuck, why can
’
t he be the one to give
me a ring?

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Maya took the rose and backed up,
letting Blake into the apartment. He looked around, grinning as he put the
guitar case down.

“
Kind
of weird to see a drummer with a guitar case,
”
Maya said.

Blake pulled a set of drumsticks from
his back pocket.
“
I
’
m always prepared. Plus, it
’
s easier to carry around a guitar
than a drum set. And the new song doesn
’
t
have any drums on it.
”

“
Point
taken,
”
Maya said.

Blake looked around again. Still
smiling.

“
What
are you doing?
”
Maya asked.

“
Admiring
the place,
”
Blake said.
“
Still can
’
t believe you live here. You never wanted to
upgrade.
”

“
Nope.
”

“
I
love that about you.
”

“
Good
to know.
”

Blake took Maya by the hands.
“
I
’
m
serious, Maya. You take everything for what it is. I love it. And I meant what
I said about getting a place together. Whenever you
’
re ready, you let me know. Pick anything out.
”

“
Right
here?
”
she asked.

“
Sure.
I
’
ll move in today.
”

“
Shut
up.
”

“
Hey,
I
’
m serious. I
’
m rich, but that doesn
’
t mean I need a mansion. I
’
d prefer something bigger with a
studio in it, but I can always buy or build a studio somewhere else, right?
”

Maya was taken back a little.
“
You
’
d live in this dump?
”

“
It
’
s not a dump, sweetheart. It
’
s your place. It
’
s beautiful. Like you.
”

Maya felt her emotions going through
the roof already. She stared at Blake, debating on whether to jump him now or
in a few minutes. Or maybe now and later
…

“
Hey,
I wanted to play that song for you,
”
Blake said.
“
Just you and
me. I penned the lyrics for you. Did the best I could. Ryan turned my ideas
into the song.
”

Blake dropped down before Maya and
opened the guitar case. She stared down at him, envisioning a moment like this.
Blake offered her a piece of paper. In Maya
’
s
fantasy, Blake would be giving a ring.

Then again, the piece of paper was
worth more.

Handwritten lyrics from Blake.

“
They
’
re not what we recorded,
”
Blake said as he stood with the
guitar.
“
But that
’
s what I wrote. It
’
s the only copy in the world. I
want you to have it. They
’
re
your lyrics. For you, I mean.
”

“
Christ,
”
Maya whispered.
“
You
’
re killing me, Blake.
”

“
I
know,
”
he said.
“
It
’
s
…
just, damn, there was so much
time between us, right? I don
’
t
want that ever again. I don
’
t
want to think about it either. And I already told you, sweetheart, this is
going a hundred miles an hour.
”

“
Play
the song,
”
Maya said.

Blake backed up to the living room
and sat on the arm of the couch. It made Maya think about that night in cabin.
When she finally got the nerve to go after Blake. She took him down on the
couch and he took advantage of the situation in the sexiest way possible.

Now he was playing a guitar,
looking hotter than anything she had ever seen in her life.

When she first met Blake, his dark
hair came down to his eyes. He had to keep throwing his head to the left or
right to move his hair out of the way. Her grandfather warned her that he was
going to break his neck someday.

Now Blake
’
s hair stopped just before his eyebrows. A little
messy, greasy, total looking rockstar as he grinned at her, those sexy eyes
burning holes through her heart. For the idea of panty-dropping-excited
…
her panties were sopping wet.
Blake would have to peel them off her body, something Maya hoped would happen
soon.

Blake started to sing and his voice
was as though he belonged fronting the band. He was a little deeper than Ryan
’
s voice and didn
’
t have the wide range that Ryan
had practiced and trained for, but that didn
’
t
mean a thing to Maya. This was a song he wrote to her, for her, and was now
singing it at her. Each word hitting her harder than the previous one. Watching
the way his hands moved on the guitar, the music matching the lyrics, the
moment so damn intense that Maya had to turn a little because there were tears
in her eyes.

Blake played the entire song and
when he stopped, he stood up and leaned the guitar against the couch.

“
That
’
s all you
’
ll get from me,
”
he said.
“
Nobody else will
ever get that kind of show.
”

“
Good,
”
Maya said.
“
I want you all to myself.
”

“
Hey,
are you okay?
”

Blake grabbed Maya by the wrists
and pulled her close. She hugged him tight and let out a breath.

“
I
’
m good, Blake. This is just so
amazing. Everything I
’
ve
ever wanted.
”

Blake slipped a finger under Maya
’
s chin and made her look at him.
“
Sweetheart, I
’
m not going anywhere. And when
the band hits the road again, you can be there with us. If you stay here, I
’
ll come back. You have nothing
to ever worry about.
”

“
Could
we skip talking for a little bit?
”
Maya asked as her cheeks burned red.

Blake hurried and grabbed her by
the ass and lifted her up. They didn
’
t
kiss as Blake took Maya to her bedroom. He put her back on her feet and wasted
no time in grabbing at any clothing he could. No sweetness in this moment, just
unabridged need and desire.

In a matter of seconds Maya was
completely topless. Blake
’
s
strong hands moved over her breasts and cupped tightly. Maya whimpered as her
hands battled with Blake
’
s
belt and jeans. Once she had them open, she didn
’
t
mess around trying to tease him but grabbed the sides of his jeans and boxers
and pushed.

One hand gripped the root of his
thickness, squeezing and stroking, her other hand  dug into his leg, waiting
for his next move.

Blake kissed her left breast, his
tongue swirling around her erect nipple, suckling at her, hard enough to make
her toes curl and almost bringing her to a gentle scream and warning of
too
hard
…
too much
…

But Blake knew exactly when to back
off.

He repeated the same move on her
other breast and then kissed up her chest until he found her mouth. They kissed
hotly and wildly as Maya moved her hand faster on Blake
’
s amazing cock. He opened her pants and stripped
her pants and panties down to her knees. His fingers then grazed the inside of
her thigh and came up, seeking her warmth and wetness. Two fingers touched
against her folds and then plunged into her. Blake pressed with a wild force
that brought Maya to her toes. She cried out, breaking their kiss.

“
Fuck,
”
he cried out.

Blake slipped his finger from her
and gently stroked with two fingers, curling and touching her clit, keeping her
on her toes.

Maya finally released her hold on
Blake and grabbed at his shirt.

“
Off,
”
she growled.
“
Right now.
”

Blake took his shirt off and Maya
’
s hands were right there to
explore the beautiful cuts of muscle his body had to offer. Her hands slid down
his chest, his stomach and kept going. Both hands gripped his thickness, and as
she looked down, she couldn
’
t
help herself for what she wanted now.

She wanted to taste him.

Maya came forward and pressed her
lips to Blake
’
s chest. She
looked up at him with a flirty glance and then bit her bottom lip, knowing how
much it drove him crazy. She then slowly inched down to her knees before him.
One hand sliding down his shaft and stopped, the other hand ran back up his
body, feeling the rippling cuts of his stomach muscles.

“
Oh,
sweetheart,
”
Blake growled.

Maya came forward with her mouth
open, tasting the tip of his cock. Her lips ran over and quickly pulled back.
Her tongue then swirled around him and she moved back down, taking more of him
into her mouth.

Blake gently touched the top of her
head and let out a deep sigh.

Maya groaned as she pulled back,
her lips running against his smooth and hard shaft. She took her mouth off him
and her hand stroked up and back just once. Going right back to work, Maya
started to suck him, loving the way he tasted, loving how he gently thrust at
her, and loving how when she pulled back, his stomach would flex and he
’
d groan.

Her hand at the root of his shaft
started to jerk him, her mouth taking care of the rest. Her lips slid up and
down on his shaft, while her tongue moved when she had the space to do so, her
eyes straining to look up at Blake, wanting to see the look of pleasure on his
face.

After a few minutes, Maya couldn
’
t believe how turned on she was
doing this. She started to move faster, harder, her own toes curling as she
felt Blake thickening, like he was ready to let go. She was ready for anything
he had to offer her.

Blake hissed and let out a deep
groan. His right hand then touched her left shoulder and he pushed at her. He
pulled back, forcing Maya
’
s
mouth off him.

“
Sweetheart,
you have no fucking idea how good that is,
”
Blake said.
“
But I want all
of you. Right now. Get on the bed.
”

The commanding words were like
poetry to Maya. She licked her lips, moaning at the lingering taste of Blake.
She moved up and on the bed, grabbing for the sheets the second Blake put his
hands to the insides of her legs and pushed them open. He came forward a second
later, wasting no time in placing his cock to her and thrusting, opening her
sex for himself. The sudden pressure was only matched by intense pleasure,
leaving Maya arching her back, crying out for air - and for more.

“
More,
”
she managed to speak.

And Blake gave her more. So much
more.

He pulled back and thrust again.
And again.
And again.

Loving her body, bringing her to
the edge again, just like he had done with such a perfect ease at the cabin.

As Maya started to come a few
seconds later, she clawed for Blake
’
s
shoulders, pulling at him, wanting him as close as possible to her. His hands
slipped around to her ass and he held her, her chest tight to his body, her
mouth near his ear. She moaned and groaned, making damn sure Blake knew how
fucking good he was at this.

He sped up, thrusting harder,
faster, his breathing going wild. A hand slipped up and touched the back of
Maya
’
s head. He cupped her,
cradled her, loved her all the while he fucked her. It was by far the most
intense time Maya had ever experienced. And something she wanted to experience
everything she and Blake were together.

She felt him thickening even more
and when the last thrust came, she cried his name and tried to brace herself.
But there was no bracing as he started to orgasm deep within her core. The warm
rush of his body was met with the warm rush of her own body. So beautifully
passionate that Maya let out a breath and couldn
’
t
find the ability to take another breath for what felt like hours. She just
gasped and groaned with each thrusting pump of Blake
’
s body.

He held her the entire time, his
perfect body glistening with sweat, hissing each time he pulsed within her.

When he finished and pulled from
her, he crashed to the bed and put a hand right to her face. She looked at him
and he looked at her, with nothing to say because their eyes, bodies, and
hearts were doing all the talking. Which made the perfect moment even better,
if that were possible.

Blake finally pulled Maya in and
kissed her.

When he stopped, he took a deep
breath.
“
That I can get
used to.
”

“
Me
too.
”