Exiting the bathroom, I come face to face with a tasty man. He is about 5’11” and has chocolate brown eyes with dark brown hair that is cut super short to his scalp. Tattoos are on every inch of skin I can see, except the front of his neck and face.
“Well, hello.” He raises his eyebrows and gestures for me to go ahead of him.
“Hello,” I say back and direct my eyes to the ground.
We start walking and he catches up to me. “I’m Jason Day. And you are?”
“I’m, Stella.” He stops in front of me, takes my hand and kisses my knuckles. Looking beyond me, he gets a big smile on his face. I roll my eyes at the kiss he placed on my fingers, and turn to walk away.
“Hang on!” Jason yells a little too loud, and pulls me toward him. His eyes dart away from me and he says over my shoulder, “What’s up, my man?” He reaches for a hand to shake behind me, and I turn. He is saying hello to Ty. Bitch Face is now eye fucking him as well. By the looks of her, she could handle them both… at the same time.
“Not much, brother, and you?” Ty’s eyes dart from Jason to me and then back again.
“I’ve just met my future wife, like, literally seconds ago.” Jason leads me to Ty and Bitch Face and introduces me. “This is Stella.” Now, not to show her ass, she smiles politely and shakes my hand.
Ty’s knits his brow together and asks me, “You know Jason?”
“No, I just met him coming out of the bathroom.” I still can’t read the emotion Ty is dishing out. Maybe he can work it out on the slut hanging all over him.
“You know my wife, Ty boy?” Jason grabs me around the waist.
“She’s my assistant.”
His assistant? Really? I know I am, but I thought we were friends.
“Stella, Jason is the lead singer for the band, No Rush. He’s coming in Sunday morning so I can shoot his cover photos.”
I smile real big because I know this is a big stepping stone for Ty. I don’t get to reply because Jason looks at Ty and asks, “Please tell me you are going to need your assistant with us on Sunday?”
Ty looks dead in my eyes and answers, “Yeah, definitely, she will be there.” His eyes sear into mine.
“Sweet, I won’t have any problems making sexy faces for the cover if she’s standing near.”
I excuse myself to go back to Zoey. Ty and Jason come over with Bitch Face, and they bring shots. We all shoot them down and Pierce gets another round. My head is starting to swim from the drinks that I started with at Ty’s. Jason is definitely not scared to show his interest in me. He is not being over the top, but obvious. He goes to get another round of drinks and I’m left with Zoey, Ty, and Caroline. Yes, I found out Bitch Face’s real name.
Zoey raises her eyebrows at me. “Nice choice, Babe! He is so not your usual type, but I bet he’s wild in bed. Rock boys usually are. Where are you going, his place or ours?”
“I’m going to my place, Zoey, alone. I just can’t do that tonight, not with him. I just met him.” And he’s not Ty. Sexy and adorable? Yes. But, he’s just not Ty
.
She lifts my drink to my lips. “This will help in your decision making. Drink up. Ty, tell her it’s time. Look around, Stella. We are all getting laid tonight.” She looks at Caroline and winks. Caroline’s eyes light up.
“I don’t need to drink up. My head is light as a feather, and it still tells me not to sleep with Jason.”
“Well, I’m over talking to you about this. My advice, don’t wait too long. He will have no problem finding a girl to go home with tonight.” She is so matter of fact.
Another drink and two more shots later, I am at my limit. I am very polite to Jason and tell him I will see him Sunday morning. He is really funny and nice, but I do not want to have sex with him tonight. He is super sexy, but my body is not reacting to him like I think it should, especially for sex.
After I drink some water, and everyone finishes their drinks, we leave the bar. I see that Caroline is clutched onto Ty’s arm and she’s pressing her super fake, yet nice breasts, all over his bicep. Jaxon has a chick that he is walking out with, so I leave Ty behind and follow Zoey and Pierce. We make our way up to Ty’s studio and I let us in with my key. I may be very intoxicated, but I will not wait around and watch Ty and Caroline rip one another’s clothes off while I pack my shit up. My chest hurts enough just watching that skank make progress with the man that I make zero progress with.
Pierce waits while Zoey grabs her purse. He didn’t have a fraction of what we drank tonight, so they are headed to his place. I hug them both and head to the bathroom. These boots are killing me, they so need to go. It feels good to take them off. I empty my bladder and retrieve my bag. I hurry because my goal is to be walking out as Ty and Caroline are walking in.
“Hey, you.” Ty is leaning on the doorjamb looking at me franticly packing up. His eyes are hooded while he watches my every move.
“Hey, just give me a minute and I’ll be out of your way.”
“Outta my way?”
“Yeah, you and Bitcholine.” I giggle because I say it louder than I wanted. There is no way she did not hear that, but I don’t care.
Fuck her and her bitch looks at me all night!
“Bitcholine?” He questions and laughs out loud. “What did she do to you?” He crosses his arms over his wide chest.
I’m gathering my stuff and grin ear to ear at him. Obviously, he’s not offended. “I smiled at her the very first time that I walked past you both. She gave me a bitchy look and pressed herself against you. I was trying to be nice. Only when she realized that I knew you, and that she could fuck Jason with her eyes, or hell, both of you together, did she realize that she shouldn’t be such a shithead.” I wait for her to come in the bathroom and try to beat my ass for my loose mouth.
“I sent her home. Were you jealous that she was eye fucking your Jason?” He cranks his eyebrow at me.
Is he seriously asking me such a stupid question?
“No, and he’s not my Jason!” I say a little too loud as I give him an exasperated look. “I thought you were on my side, Ty? I thought you said not to be pressured by Zoey, and now you want him to be my Jason? What the hell?” I drop my mascara on the floor and turn my back to him to pick it up. I stand up and feel a little wobbly as my head swims in alcohol. Ty grabs my shoulders from behind to steady me.
“I don’t want him to be your Jason. I am completely on your side, Stella. You did the right thing. You didn’t sleep with him tonight. You shouldn’t sleep with him any other night either.” Ty’s eyes pierce mine as we look at our reflection in the mirror. His breath is hot in my ear as he uses a gruff tone. “It took everything I had not to rip his hands off your body.”
I’m instantly breathless. I look frantically to find the rewind button in my alcohol soaked brain. I need to play back what I think I just heard. Ty presses his body flush with mine. His cheek rubs against my hair. I can hear and feel him take my scent in through his nose. His eyes shut for a moment as he slides his hands down my arms to my hands. My body is instantly burning with desire. We’ve had many innocent touches, but this is deliberate. I feel like I can’t move. I just enjoy the sensation of his hands on me. Finally, I breathe out, “Why would that bother you?”
His hands roam back up my arms and then slide around my waist. I can’t control my reaction. I am panting at the contact, as I place my hands on top of his. “Because…fuck Stella…you feel so fucking good against me. I didn’t want him to have you. I want you for myself. I’ve wanted inside you from the moment I laid eyes on you.” Heat pools in between my legs. I am in awe of Ty’s confession. I have caught his eyes on me many times, but I had no idea he wanted to have sex. His hands roam across my tummy and skim underneath my bra. I let out a ragged breath at the light contact. He softly cups my breasts and breathes me in again. “I want my mouth all over these.” He squeezes my boobs a bit harder and swirls his fingertips over my nipples until they are hard, and demanding that his skin touch mine. His big hands slide up under my shirt and into my bra. He kneads my generous breast with just the right amount of pressure. My nipples peak as he gives one a light pinch. “Your tits feel as firm as they look in your shirts.” I’m speechless, and gasp at the contact.
My body is literally about to burn up. The massaging is amazing, but between my thighs is where I want all of his attention. It’s been so long and I feel very impatient. He leaves my bra and splays his hands on my flat stomach. Heat scorches every spot his hands have touched. Ty runs those large hands down my hips until he reaches the hem of my skirt. He lightly skims his fingers up under the material to brush my thighs. I lean my head back on his chest and moan. I can’t believe that just came out of my mouth, but my body is about to explode from his touch alone. “I want you,” he breathes in my ear. “I want you right here and now.” Ty presses his arousal against my ass. I push back and feel that he is rock hard for me. I close my eyes as his words pour over me like silk. “Do you want me, Stella? Can you feel how much I want you?” He pushes a little rougher on my backside. “If I touched you, what would I find? Would you be wet for me?”
“Yes,” I whisper.
“I asked you several questions. Are you answering yes to all of them?”
“Yes,” is all I can get out as my chest heaves, trying to suck in oxygen.
“Open your eyes and look at me.” I obey. Everything between my legs clenches tighter at the sight of him behind me. His eyes are filled with desire aimed right at me. “I can’t give you what you want, and I know you’ve held out for so long. I just don’t have it in me, Stella, but, what I can give you is…tonight. I can give you my body, but Baby, I just don’t have anything more in me.” He’s slides his fingertips along the inside of my thighs. “Say you want it. I’m dying to get inside you. Tell me you want me.”
My body is screeching for me to say yes. I don’t care, it’s just his body he’s giving. I don’t care, it’s just for tonight. I want this man all over me and inside me. I just fucking want! “I don’t care. I just want you. You make my body crazy with need. Please, Ty ... Please.” His sexy smile is almost painful to witness.
“I make you crazy with need?” I shake my head yes, as his coy smile takes my breath away again. I feel his knee come in between my legs. “Open them, Baby. Open your legs so I can get in between.”
Ty slides his fingers down the outside of my thighs, hooks them in my skirt, and lifts it up high on my waist. My panties are exposed and he groans. He uses his right hand as I watch his fingers run along the edge of my panties. He is being soft and gentle and I want to scream. I need him to touch me…now! “Ty, please, please, don’t tease me. It’s been too long. And now that I have you…”
I stop speaking as two fingers ease into my panties. He hisses in my ear and presses his hardness against my ass. “Fuck, Stella, you’re soaked.” I can feel that I’m dripping wet. His fingers slip and slide against the outside of my slit. “Mmm, I love that you’re completely shaved. Do you want my fingers inside of you?” His words are hot on my ear.
I take my hand and place it on top of his so I can push his fingers exactly where I want them. He’s not moving nearly fast enough for me tonight. “Yes, please, Ty, I’m aching inside.”
“You have to tell me what you want.”
“Your fingers…inside of me…now,” I moan, and my eyes rolls back in my lids just at the thought alone.
His fingers push in my folds and quickly find my hard little clit. I cry out. I’m so damn sensitive to his touch, he doesn’t linger there long. Those two amazing fingers explore all my folds and gently push inside of me. My knees almost give out, and I feel like I’m going to come almost instantly.
“Stella…you’re so damn wet.” With his other hand, he pulls my hair over my shoulder and brushes his lips and nose over my neck as his fingers, almost torturously slow, push in and out of me. “You smell amazing, and you feel amazing. You’re perfect all over.” Both fingers are inside of me, as he rubs my clit with his thumb. “I especially like this part.” I break apart at his words along with the movement. The orgasm rips through me like wild fire. I moan out something inaudible and I can hear him praising me.
Once I enter the earth’s atmosphere again, and come back to the here and now, I feel him pulling at my panties so they fall down my legs. “Step out of them.” I do. I feel him unfastening his jeans. I want to be naked. I want his entire body all over me. I’m on fire again thinking that he is going to be inside me…tonight…finally.
I open my legs and press my now bare ass against his soft, yet, rock hard flesh. I start to turn because I want to touch him everywhere. I want my hands all over his body. My need for this man is out of control. He grabs my waist with rough hands to keep me from spinning into him. “I want to take all of your clothes off. I want to touch you, Ty. I need you, please.” I can’t believe the desperation in my voice. I’m aching again for him. I’m begging and I really have no shame.
“This is all I can give you. Is this what you want? I know I’m a selfish asshole for this…but I want to fuck you, Stella.”
I run my backside down his length. “I want whatever you will give me, Ty.” He wraps his left arm over my shoulder and it rests against my neck and chin. He has me flush against him, as I rise up on my tiptoes because the height difference is making this position difficult. I feel the crown of him pushing at my entrance. I’m so slick, the head slides right in.
“Stella...fucking hell,” he breathes out. “You’re so fucking wet. Tell me, are you ready for all of me?”
“Please,” I beg breathlessly. “Yes.” This slow moving is driving me to the brink of insanity.
He gently pushes in, inch by inch. He is so hard and thick. Ty continues to work himself inside as my muscles grip at his length. I feel fuller and fuller with every small push. “So damn tight, I can’t believe I’m the lucky fuck that gets to have you. You feel perfect.”
“Ty, more, give me more.” He shoves the rest of the way inside. He’s large and stays still to give me a moment to adjust to all of him. Talk about perfect. He is perfect and I am in heaven.
He slowly pulls out until the crown of him releases out of me as well. I protest by pushing back to show him I want more. He is back inside again and filling me to the hilt. He’s slow, yet once he is inside, he pushes with force to my end.