Straight from the Heart (14 page)

I let his tongue slip into my mouth as I
deepened the kiss, moving my hands from his neck into his blond
hair. It wasn’t a long kiss, but as soon as he broke it, I
immediately wanted more. Hungry. Maybe I overreacted about my
bandmate getting it on with some random girl. I didn’t care, since
I still felt a twang of jealousy.

“Shit. I’m sorry. I couldn’t, Bryn, at least
not here. I would’ve regretted what I was about to do next.” Damon
apologized, his hand grazing mine. “And it was not meant for the
public eye.”

“What’s that?” I asked curiously, anxious
for his answer.

“Let’s get out of here and go back to my
bus, shall we?” Damon offered. He was trying to have sex with me.
It wasn’t like I was going to completely shed all of my clothes for
this man, but I was at least trying to save some part of me for
someone special. I was not about to have drunken sex my first time.
Maybe I’m overreacting
.

I let my eyes wander back over to Cale as he
moved onto the Barbie look-a-like next to him. If he can have his
fun, so can I! “Sounds amazing,” I purred into Damon’s ear. He lit
up like a little kid on Christmas. Within a matter of minutes we
made it back to the Ignite the Flames tour bus. He led me back to
his "private room". It was only a full sized bed hidden by a fancy
looking magenta curtain. I was glad no one else was around when we
got in, because I’m sure someone would’ve spread the word that I
was sleeping with Damon Charming of all guys.

“Not much, but we all take turns sleeping on
this bed for a week. Kind of get tired sleeping in a bunk,” Damon
admitted. I could barely form a smile. I think it was nerves, but I
tried to avoid blaming everything on my damn nerves. I slipped off
my shoes and set them down by the edge of the curtain.

“It’s fine,” I nuzzled into his neck, “Don’t
worry so much about it and just kiss me.” He looked at me
surprised, but met my lips abruptly and did as I asked. He started
out soft and gentle, his fingers cupping the sides of my face. Then
he deepened it by letting his tongue roam through my mouth, with no
end in sight. My hands moved to his chest, pushing him ever so
slightly onto the bed behind us.

“You’re not going to freak out this time,
are you?” Damon asked jokingly after breaking the kiss, setting me
onto his lap so I was straddling him. I could feel his length
poking at me through our clothes, and I knew exactly what he
wanted.

I rocked my hips back and forth, teasing
him, as I slipped off the piece of fabric I called my shirt. I
leaned down and crushed my mouth to his, throwing the shirt off
into the distance. Damon’s finger tips roamed up and down my back
slowly, giving me chills and sending me into oblivion. This man’s
touch was my undoing tonight. He started kissing me from my mouth
on down to my neck, causing me to slip out a moan from my lips. His
mouth ended up between my breasts, letting his fingers slip
underneath the lacy fabric covering them.

I let him twist and knead my breasts,
reaching behind me to unhook the bra and let it fall.

“Damn Bryn, you have me all hot and
bothered,” Damon whispered, removing his hands from my body and
taking off his shirt in one swift motion. Shit this guy had some
serious muscles on him. I ran my fingers along his chest, where
there was a small crest in blue and black ink.

“That’s beautiful.” I motioned towards the
ink, and he smirked as if he heard it before.

He glided my hand towards the waistband of
his pants, leaving my hand in place as he struggled to unbutton his
jeans. Damon grabbed my hand again once he removed his jeans to his
feet and positioned my hand directly on his shaft. The only other
person I ever did this with was Ethan, so I could feel my fingers
shaking as they glided slowly up and down.  I quickly found a
rhythm, moving faster and faster.

Damon groaned and grabbed me by the hair,
kissing me with as much energy as he could. I stopped rubbing his
cock up and down as I lay down beside him, taking off my jeans. I
removed them as slowly as I could, feeling Damon’s grey eyes watch
me cautiously the entire time. By the time I kicked off my
remaining clothes, we were both naked for the world to see.
Thankfully no one would be back on the bus anytime soon, or so I
thought.

Damon took his hand and led a trail of soft
feather touches down my side, never staying in one spot. My body
was on fire and I could feel the ache between my legs only
intensify as his fingers moved lower towards my hip bone. “Do you
like this?” He asked in a gruff whisper, stopping only for my
answer.

My head was telling me
Yes! Let him touch
you, he wants you,
but I was wondering if I was going to regret
this. “Love it,” I whispered, kissing and suckling on his neck as
he brought one finger in between my thighs. Ohhh God, I was going
to spontaneously combust right here before he even touched me ‘in
there.’ I’d read way too many books about this very moment, and how
the girls scream the guy’s name. “I…need…” I wasn’t sure what the
Hell I needed, but I blurted the words out anyways, thinking this
would maybe tell me.

“Tell me, Bryn.” Damon demanded, before
entering the most sacred part of my body. “I want to hear exactly
what you want baby.”

Don’t call me baby
, I thought
sarcastically. “I need you to touch me down there,” I pleaded,
shutting my mind off and enjoying the pleasure I was about to
feel.

He wasted no time, sticking a sole finger
inside my folds, entering slower than I wanted. I gasped,
forgetting how amazing it felt. I wanted him to plunge deeper, make
me scream. At this point I didn’t care who heard me. I was caught
up in the moment and wanted to come…and come hard. “Ohhh.” My mouth
made an unrecognizable noise, my hands clinching the sheets beside
me. “Damon…please…deeper…”

“Fuck Bryn, I’m going to come just hearing
you make those noises.” Damon said, adding another finger, entering
even deeper than before. He circled inside my clit, and I could
already feel myself building up for something big. “Shit you’re so
tight…” But suddenly he stopped, fingers still inside of me and
looked into my eyes. “You never told me you were a virgin
babe.”

Ahhh yeah, I knew that I’d have to mention
that at some point. “I’m sorry,” My eyes filled with a hint of
sadness. “I should’ve told you. If you want to stop…”

With my last words, Damon circled my clit
even faster and harder, and that was when I felt it. My orgasm. I
had never felt anything that powerful in my life. I shuddered and
let my body go as I came all over Damon’s hand, and his fingers
kept thrusting into me, not stopping. “Fuck!” I shouted, my face on
fire. “Damon…that was…wow…”

He looked up at me with a grin that I
couldn’t describe. “You feel so warm, Bryn, I could get used to
doing this all the time, hun, so wet and so tight. Damn I’m a lucky
man right now.” Finally withdrawing his soaked fingers, I was
starting to catch my breath. “Has anyone honestly told you how
beautiful you are?”

I smiled at him. “Are you just saying that
because you made me scream?”

Damon laughed, reaching over me to grab a
towel to clean me up with. “Yes and you are seriously the hottest
girl I have ever met Bryn. You’ve got something about you. I don’t
know what it is…” He lost his words and tried to cover his head
from laughing so hard. “I can’t even talk around you. Maybe it’s
the fact you’re laying naked next to me, and I wish I could do so
much more with you…to you. I would absolutely want nothing more
than to be the first one to give you a whole other world of
pleasure, show you things that would make you feel like a different
person. BUT I’m not going to rush you Bryn. Everyone wants their
first time to be amazing, and you deserve nothing less.”

This man sure had a way with his words. We
found our clothes and put them back on before any of his bandmates
discovered us.

“Thank you.” I told him, wrapping my arms
around his waist in a hug. My head rested on his chest as he rubbed
up and down my back. “Promise we’ll do that soon. I’m already going
to miss you.”

He kissed my hair as I stumbled trying to
get my shoes on. “Oh believe me, I’m climbing into the shower and
taking a cold one at that. You…ahh never mind. I’m going to get
this place cleaned up before Pauly kicks my ass.”

I chuckled. “Pauly kick your ass? Nooo, he
wouldn’t do that.”

“Yes he would since he’s always trying to
get Luce into bed with him. He’s crazy about her.”

I remembered what Lucy said at the club
about being in love with him. “Then why don’t they just screw each
other already?”

Damon sighed “Goes back to a few months ago.
She’s still trying to get over the big fight.”

“Between Cale and the old drummer?”

“Exactly. Lucy’s not perfect, but she was
the center of a love triangle that no one could stop. She and Cale
dated for a long time. Almost 2 ½ years. But then…” Before Damon
could finish talking, I heard a bunch of yelling and loud voices
filling up the bus. “Saved by the bell,” he whispered in my ear,
and kissed me quickly on the lips. I saw Lucy stumble in, with
Pauly and the rest of the group behind them, along with a few
bimbos I vaguely recognized from the club.

“My cue to go. Even though I’m kind of
scared of some random girl sleeping in my bed,” I admitted. It
hadn’t happened yet, but I was dealing with guys. It was bound to
happen at some point. I’d just sleep on the couch up front by Hal.
Or else he’d kick the bitches out.

“Alright. Sleep good love. You’ve got my
number if you need me to rescue you,” he said, squeezing my hand
and I blew him a kiss. I waved at the guys before saying bye to
Lucy and finding my way to Everlasting’s bus which was less than a
block away.

I sent Gina and Bethany a few quick texts,
telling them about tonight and my almost losing my virginity to a
rock star.  I took a deep breath and glanced around at the
craziness of Downtown St. Louis and thought to myself “I can’t wait
to see my best friends.”

I was right.

Abso-fuckinglutely right about
everything.

The moment I stepped onto the bus, I heard
girls squealing, causing me to stick a finger in my throat. It was
disgusting. For a second, I felt like the good old rich girl Bryn,
who turned her nose up at the girls who went to school with me, but
slept their way to get free tuition. I had to get past that mindset
though. This was only the first night of I was sure many more to
come where I’d have to put up with this.

I went back to the bunks, tuning out the
ugly sound, when I saw that sure enough there was not one person in
my bunk, but two.

Cale. It looked like he was sucking face
with the same girl he was messing around with in the bar. I was
fuming by that point. Part of me felt like he was doing his on
purpose just to piss me off and make me jealous for whatever
reason. Like "Hey Bryn, you didn’t want me, I’ll find someone who
does". Fuck him.

I took my spot on the couch where I played
my iPod full volume so I couldn’t hear a thing going on behind me.
I changed into an oversized t-shirt that was lying next to me and
fell asleep.

Sometime in the middle of the night I awoke
to the bus door slamming shut. I sat straight up and looked around.
I wasn’t sure if it was a person trying to sneak onto the bus or if
it was the girls leaving. I got comfortable again and tried to shut
my eyes, only to have the guy I was cussing out in my head sit down
by me.

“Leave me alone,” I grumbled, not bothering
to open my eyes again. “I’m trying to sleep.”

“I know. I’m sorry I was so drunk I didn’t
realize I was in your…”

“In my damn bed with a fucking girl, Cale.
I’m a little grossed out. I’m washing those sheets whenever we get
to a Laundromat,” I snapped, sticking my hand out from beside my
face to swat him away. All I wanted was to sleep and get some rest.
We had another off day, but the tour was heading out west towards
California.

I heard him mumble something under his
breath, touching a hand to the side of my stomach. I made another
attempt to slap him away, but he moved before I could strike his
skin. “Bryn Schaefler, you are a crabby person in the morning.”

Leaning up on my elbow I glared daggers at
him. No apology, just a comment on how I’m crabby? “You could at
least say you were sorry.”

Cale tipped his head back and cackled.
“Alright, alright.” He moved to the floor where he sat on his knees
his hands were together in front of me like he was getting ready to
beg. “Bryn, I don’t know your middle name, Schaefler, I am so very
sorry for taking another girl into your bed.” He stuck out his
bottom lip and gave me the puppy dog eyes. “I was not thinking
clearly and I regret every little last second of last night. Will
you please forgive me?”

Even when Cale pissed me off to no end, he
would say something to redeem himself. I glanced over his messed up
brown hair which was covering his face, but I could see his amber
colored eyes looking into mine and not anywhere else.

I couldn’t ever say no to this guy if I
tried. I let out a huff and groaned “Yes, Cale Pelton, I forgive
you. I’m still sleeping out here because you were doing the deed in
my bed.” He stood back up and adjusted his plaid pajama pants so
they sat right at his waist. Before he walked away I yelled for
him. “Cale?”

He spun around to stare at me. “Yeah?”

“My middle names Michelle.”

His mouth curled into a smile. “Hmm…Bryn
Michelle Schaefler huh?”

Was I going to regret telling him that?
“Jeez, last time I was called my full name was by my mother.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll stick with B.” Cale
winked and headed back towards the bunks.