All Night Long (8 page)

‘Well, that’s a shame. I mean about it being the reason why you don’t want me soaping you up. You’re absolutely sure?’

He peeked around the curtain again and gave her a friendly grin. ‘Yeah. Really lovely of you to offer, but I think I’m good.’

‘Good at what?’ Ash asked, arriving just as Rock Giant had predicted with Spook on his tail. ‘What’s he good at? I don’t know anything he’s good at, except maybe downing beers, and for such a big guy you make a pretty poor show of holding them.’

‘Why are you in here?’ Ginny asked.

‘To use the facilities.’

‘What, has Spook come to hold it?’ Mortensen had also shuffled his way into the room, making it rather crowded.

Spook sheepishly retreated to just outside the bathroom door. ‘Seemed like a party. I didn’t want to miss out.’

‘Don’t lie. The pair of you were trying to set me up,’ Rock Giant insisted. Ginny was inclined to agree with him.

‘I should punish you for that,’ she said to Ash.

‘Oh, yeah?’ he retaliated. Ash flicked his black hair away from his face and gave her a penetrating look, his hands resting on his hips. ‘And how do you propose to do that? Are you going to line us up like naughty schoolboys and make us drop our pants, then give us ten whacks each and make us promise not to be bad?’

‘Certainly not,’ Ginny replied, though the notion of three members of Black Halo lined up in such a fashion was certainly an entertaining one. Not that she any reason to include Rock Giant in the punishment, unless she took him to task over his driving. ‘I expect you’d enjoy that too much. Besides, there simply isn’t enough space in here to get a decent swing, and Rock Giant is trying to shower.’

She’d probably have let things go at that, if it weren’t for the hint of challenge in Ash’s expression.

‘How about I spend the night getting your friends off and leaving you hanging?’ she remarked, knowing that would strike home.

His bolshie expression crumbled. ‘They’d never agree to it.’ Fatigue and resentment swallowed him up. He refused to meet her gaze, turning to the sink instead. Too bad the mirror there reflected back his hurt.

‘That’s not punishment, it’s the normal state of play,’ Rock Giant remarked. Having finished showering, he turned off the spray and reached for a towel.

‘Shut up,’ Ash muttered through gritted teeth.

‘It beats me what you get out of it, besides tongue ache and friction burns.’

‘I said, shut up.’ He made a swipe in Rock Giant’s direction, but fell short of making contact, only ruffling the shower curtain instead.

‘Well, name one girl in the last month who actually satisfied you.’

‘He couldn’t name any of them,’ Spook chimed in.

‘How many of them even got you off?’

‘It’s none of your goddamned business.’ Ash spun on his heels and stormed out of the bathroom. He wrenched open the door to the suite only to be brought to a halt by the waiter delivering Spook’s extensive room-service order on a wheeled trolley.

‘Where shall I put it?’ the waiter asked.

Ash backed up slowly. ‘On the table, I guess.’ He about-turned and led the way into the bedroom proper.

Spook followed him out of the bathroom, drawn, Ginny suspected, by the whiff of food. Rock Giant, meanwhile, stumbled out of the bathtub with a towel pulled tight around his waist. He commandeered the hand towel too, to scrub dry his hair. ‘Aren’t you going to eat?’ he asked Ginny.

She nodded, and turned towards the bathroom door, but instead of leaving she quietly pushed it to. ‘You shouldn’t have said that. It upset him. It was too personal.’

Rock Giant regarded her reflection in the mirror as he continued to scrub dry his thick hair. After a moment of consideration, he dropped the hand towel on the counter top and turned to face her. ‘I get that he likes women. I don’t even have a problem with him screwing around. If he wants a different woman every night then that’s his business, but too many of those women use him and give nothing back. I’m not meaning to be cruel. I’m just telling it as it is, and wishing he’d do something about it. Like start respecting himself.’

He picked up her roommate’s hairbrush that was lying on the countertop and combed the wet strands away from his face.

‘Does he even give them the chance to please him?’ She remembered all too keenly how quick he’d been to push her away and pretend there wasn’t an issue. It was only her stubborn persistence that had ensured his relief. That and her personal pride wouldn’t let her walk out on a partner – one who’d given her such a good time – without returning the favour. That’s what equality meant, after all.

‘Perhaps they don’t realise …’

‘Really?’ He gave a doubtful snort. ‘Ash likes to kid himself that’s the case, but women aren’t stupid. OK, some of them are – some of them even believe his theatrical performance of coming is for real – but you’re not. I know that because we’re having this conversation. By all means enjoy yourself with him, just spare him a few thoughts while you’re doing so.’

‘I fully intend to spare more than a few.’ If she was with someone, then they were the centre of her world. She hadn’t let him leave the washroom unfulfilled, and she’d no intention of allowing him to leave the hotel without having blown his mind a few more times.

‘Shall we eat?’ Rock Giant asked. He ploughed over his already crumpled pile of clothes to guide her out of the door.

Chapter Six

Ginny let Rock Giant usher her into the bedroom, where Spook had spread the trolley-load of food over every available surface. He appeared to have ordered them at least two dishes each. Ash was already tucking into an enormous plateful of fish and chips with mushy peas and a slice of lemon. She expected his expression to be bitter, but when he looked up at her from behind the curtain of hair shrouding his face his mood seemed reasonably jovial. There was no sign of the irritation he’d shown only minutes before, leading her to conclude that either he was a remarkable actor and putting a brave face on it or he hadn’t been quite so cross as she’d first supposed.

He patted the bed, indicating that she ought to sit down next to him. Spook occupied the room’s lone chair, while Rock Giant, having selected a range of foods from different plates, reclined pasha-style on Dani’s bed to enjoy his meal.

Ginny helped herself to the seafood linguine and sat next to Ash to enjoy it.

‘Try this.’ He offered her some fish from his plate.

‘Nice.’ She returned the favour, only to spill pasta down her front.

‘It’s fine. I’ll get it,’ he insisted, lowering his head and leaning into her so he could retrieve the pasta shape with his teeth. He didn’t sit back once he’d caught it either, but continued to eye her breasts lustfully.

Ginny pushed him away. ‘Civilised conversation over dinner. You can get silly once we reach dessert.’

‘I didn’t order desserts.’ Spook offered them an apologetic shrug. ‘There wasn’t anything appealing included. It was all chocolate this and cheesecake that. No fruit and only ice-cream instead of sorbet.’

From the other bed Rock Giant gave an enormous groan. ‘You and your damned health-food kick. That sounds amazing.’

‘It’s OK, guys. I’ve dessert covered.’ Ash produced the tin of golden syrup they’d picked up at the supermarket and showed it off.

‘What are we supposed to do with that, just lick it off a spoon?’ Spook enquired. ‘Not that I want any.’

‘More for me,’ Ash crowed delightedly. He rubbed his stomach.

‘I think there are only two spoons.’ Ginny retrieved them from by the kettle, although, considering the cheeky grin Ash was giving her, she didn’t think that was going to cause a problem.

‘Give one to Paul. We can share one.’

Ginny threw the teaspoon across to the other bed. It landed in the middle of Rock Giant’s Thai noodles. Rather than protesting, he simply scooped it out and wiped it clean on the corner of the towel he was wearing.

Ash pried the lid off the syrup tin, revealing the liquid gold contents. ‘It almost seems a shame to dip into it.’ He stuck the spoon in regardless and twirled a great strand of treacly goo around it. The whole lot went straight in his mouth with a smack. ‘Heaven,’ he mumbled, before collecting a second spoonful for Ginny to try. Sadly, it didn’t quite reach her mouth before a thick splodge fell off and hit her front. ‘Sorry.’ He didn’t sound terribly apologetic. Nor did he try very hard to get the spoon between her lips. A second blob smeared her chin. ‘Oops.’ He sucked it off, his eyes alight with mischief. ‘Let’s try that again. Mmm, maybe if you lean back a bit?’

Ginny rested her head against the pillows. Not that it helped. If anything it seemed to make his aim worse. By the third spoonful, he’d stopped even trying to get it near her mouth, and had worked open the buttons of her blouse, so that he could decorate her skin with swirly patterns.

‘That’s going to be horrid to get off,’ Spook commented, while watching in obvious fascination.

‘No, it’s not.’ Ash proved the point with his tongue, licking away the swirl he’d made over her left breast. ‘See, easy.’ Taking that as a licence to continue, he made a larger swirl. ‘Open your bra.’

Ginny gave him a questioning look. It wasn’t as if the guys hadn’t seen her half undressed in a compromising position already, but still, they were eating dinner.

‘Ah, come on. We’re all friends here,’ Ash coaxed.

‘Fine, but you all have to take off your shirts too.’

Rock Giant was already bare from the waist up. Ash and Spook both stood and stripped off the shirts immediately, leaving Ginny unsure who to ogle fist. ‘Whoa!’ she said doing her best Keanu Reeves impersonation, as three very fine torsos were displayed to her.

Her attention fixed upon Ash. Of the three, there was something about him and how he was put together that really grabbed her in the gut and made her pay attention. He wasn’t as ripped as Rock Giant, and he lacked Spook’s sculpted elegance, but there was still something very appealing about the way he was put together. He wasn’t all white and flawless, or decorative and hairy, just fit and real. Yeah, that was it. Ash was real.

‘Now you,’ he prompted, reminding her she was staring again.

Ginny unhooked the front fastening of her bra, but left Ash to actually part the fabric. He did so with a whoop of delight and proceeded to decorate her nipples. Rather than lick the syrup straight off, he continued his elaborate design onto her stomach, going so far as to reach for the fastening of her kilt-like skirt in order to expose more skin.

‘Hang on,’ she reached out to stop him. Maybe it’d slipped his mind that she wasn’t wearing any panties.

‘Spook,’ Ash barked. The pair of them shimmied out of their jeans, leaving Spook sporting a pair of black shorts and Ash in his briefs. ‘Mmm.’ This was good. No. Better than good. Especially as Ash proceeded to unwrap her and turn her into his very own glazed cake.

Ginny glanced at Ash’s bandmates as he worked his design magic. Spook sat pretending to read the local city guide, while Rock Giant had put aside the remains of his food and stared unashamedly at her naked body. It didn’t take a genius to realise he was aroused by what he saw. Given that his only garment was a white bath towel fastened around his waist, there wasn’t much to hide the hummock that formed beneath. Ginny reached for him, aiming to snag the edge of the towel with her fingers, but Ash protested when she moved.

‘You’re ruining the design,’ he complained.

‘Yeah, well, I was just looking for something to occupy my hands. It’s not like I can touch you at the minute.’

‘So, what, you were aiming to grope Paul instead.’ He looked slightly peeved, so she was surprised by his next action.

‘Hey, Rock Giant, be a gent. Show the lady what you’re sporting.’

To her astonishment, Rock Giant unashamedly hooked his thumb under the knot in the towel. The edges parted, leaving her with an eyeful of everything beneath.

Yup, he was big. The guys hadn’t been making that one up.

She tried to focus on his tats instead. They ran down his thighs as well as across most of his upper body. He even had a lip print inked onto the base of his cock.

‘Christ, that thing never fails to scare me,’ Spook muttered. ‘How much length does one man need? I’m surprised you don’t pass out every time it stands up like that. It must drop the blood pressure in the rest of your body.’

‘Maybe I’m just less of a weed than you are.’

Spook gave a grunt and returned to his book, refusing to be baited. Ginny’s attention returned to Rock Giant. God, that thing was huge. She wasn’t any sort of size queen, but even she had to admit it was kind of hot, just the way it stood up, looking so solid and vast. If she hadn’t hooked up with Ash, she freely admitted that she’d have been curious about trying it. Not that she was only interested in his cock. The rest of him was pretty fantastic too, all smooth lines and delineated muscles. And hair. She’d never much thought about whether she liked hair on a man, but she definitely liked it on him. It was pretty sparse on his chest, but thick down below and on his arms and legs.

‘Touch yourself,’ she suggested, pretty sure that Ash would object to her leaning over and copping a feel of his friend’s tackle, even if he had been instrumental in exposing it.

‘Touch myself how?’

‘You know.’ He did too, she could tell that from the grin tugging at his lips, but hell, if he was going to insist on making her spell it out, then she would. It wasn’t as if she was shy or anything. ‘Ring your palm around it. Let’s see some wrist action.’

‘How much?’

‘Not so much that you come.’

He nodded. ‘And why’s that?’

‘’Cause she wants to suck it, you dope,’ Ash interjected.

He certainly wasn’t wrong. The notion of sucking Rock Giant while Ash licked her all over had a very decadent appeal. Ginny licked her lips at the thought, then cringed, wondering if she was pushing this too far. She wasn’t sure how serious Ash had actually been when he’d been bouncing the idea of a threesome about. He didn’t look uncomfortable with how she was behaving, but his shoulders were more squarely set than they’d been a few minutes before, and she could feel a certain amount of tension in him.