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Authors: Zoey Derrick

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Slowly Kyle extracts himself from her and I watch as their combined juices pour from her pussy. “Fuck me, that’s hot,” I groan, backing off so that Kyle has room to move. He extracts himself from between us and I slide hard and fast into Addison’s dripping cunt. My balls tighten immediately.
 

Kyle helps me by sucking her nipple, I lean down and take the other one into my mouth and I feel Kyle’s hand slide to her clit. I feel her pussy tighten around my cock and I know neither one of us will last long. “Harder,” she moans and I pull back and slam into her, hard and fast and she cries out.
 

Kyle continues to lick at her nipple, fingering her clit and I can tell she’s close. Her muscles around my dick contract. “Are you ready to come?” I ask her.

“Yes, god, please.” She arches her back and I slam into her.
 

“Then come for me, angel, and come hard.”
 

Her pussy contracts, sucking me in deeper as I slip in and out of her wet slit. She’s milking my cock as she shatters, her body pulsing with each flick of Kyle’s finger. My balls tighten and my orgasm burns as it explodes, emptying into her.
 

We all collapse, panting and sated.

“We have sound check in forty-five minutes.” I hear Kyle say, but I don’t want to move. So I groan instead.
 

“Come on, angel. Gotta get movin’.”

“I don’t wanna, you guys wear me out,” I grumble.
 

They both laugh and climb off of the bed, pulling me with them. I play the dramatic card and slump back onto the bed. “Baby girl, you have your first show tonight.”
 

Panic takes over and I really don’t want to move. “Angel? Are you alright?”
 

“No,” I moan. “I don’t know if I can do this.”
 

“Angel, look at me,” Talon says and I open my eyes, he’s leaning over me. “You can do this, you’re brave, you’re strong and I will be right there with you. So will Kyle.”
 

Knowing that I need to talk to Talon about all that’s transpired since I woke up a few hours ago, spurs me into action. I sit up and Talon helps me. “I need to take another shower.”
 

They both laugh again. “Let’s do sound, then you will have plenty of time to get yourself ready. Though, you naked is just fine for me,” Talon teases me.
 

“For you, yes, but in front of twenty-thousand people?”

“Oh hell no!” he laughs. “You’ll have plenty of time to get ready after sound.”
 

“I’ve got to at least wash up.” No need to mention that I can feel everything they’ve both left in me because it’s starting to slide out.
 

“Alright, you go wash up, find some clothes and get ready to go to work. We need to run sound on you too, you know.”
 

“Yeah, I know. Did you know that we have clearance from the label for ‘Your Eyes’?”
 

He shrugs. “I’d do it with or without their approval. It’s my band, my song.”
 

“I know, but did you know that they also bought the recording of ‘To Be Free’, for quite a bit more money mind you, and that they want it added to the show.”
 

I watch as his nerves visually take over. “It’s not ready yet. I haven’t even written the other parts.”
 

I cup his cheek in my hand. “They want it acoustic, just you and me.”
 

“Seriously?” Real shock crosses his face.
 

I nod. “If you put it in the middle of the set, it will give the guys a chance to take a break. But I’m wondering something.”
 

“What, angel?”
 

“Since I have a solid part in that song, and it’s kind of our song, can we wait ‘til Kansas City to unleash it?” I ask quietly.
 

“What’s so special about KC, panda girl?” Kyle asks.
 

“My mom will be there.”
 

I watch as both men’s faces light up. Talon kisses me on the forehead. “I think that’s an amazing idea, plus it will give us some more time to practice it.” He kisses me again. “Now go get cleaned up.”
 

I slip my tank top back on and my shorts, just enough to make it to the bathroom. Thank god, because rounding the corner, Peacock is standing at his bunk.
 

“Hey Red,” he says.
 

“Hey Eric.” He smiles at his real name. “How you holding up?”
 

He shrugs. “Pretty good, I think. You?”
 

I slump in exhaustion. He laughs. “I’m doing my best, I need some more coffee.”
 

“You jumping in the shower?” I nod. “I’ll make you some.”
 

I put my hand on his bicep, “Thank you.”
 

“Anytime. Listen, when we get a chance, I’d like to talk to you.”
 

I cock my head. “About?”
 

“Jess.”
 

“Oh, that…”
 

“I didn’t sleep with her.”
 

“Wha…I’m sorry, it’s none of my business.” I clam up.
 

“No, its okay, I’d like a chance to explain. She’s becoming a really good friend and I trust her. She says that I can trust you too, but I don’t really know you. So…”

I squeeze his arm. “We will definitely talk. I think those two animals can deal without me for a while.”
 

He laughs. “They’re quite the pair, aren’t they?”
 

I roll my eyes. “You have no idea.”
 

“Oh, I think I do.” He winks and heads toward the galley. I slip into the bathroom, dump my shorts and tank top and climb back into the shower. I just need to clean up the mess they made.
 

I come out about ten minutes later and Eric, Talon, Kyle, and Mouse are sitting around the tables in the galley. “Where’s Dex?”
 

“I’m right here, love,” he says from above my head.
 

I look up and smile. He looks to be in a better mood today, that’s a good thing. “You alright?”
 

“Never better.” He smiles and tucks his ear buds back into his ears.
 

“Yo Dex, when she’s done, we need to have a meeting.”
 

“Right,” he says and goes back to whatever he’s doing in his bunk, and judging by the curtain, I don’t think I want to know. I go back to the curtained room and start digging for something comfortable to wear. Jeans would be great and a t-shirt even better.
 

“Addie?” I turn to see Kyle standing in the doorway.
 

“Hey, cowboy. What’s up?”
 

“I got an email from the label.”
 

“Oh, and?”

“They are going to be releasing ‘Your Eyes’ onto the radio sometime Monday or Tuesday next week. They want to release ‘To Be Free’ the week of Philly. They also said that the ‘To Be Free’ recording, thanks to the lack of band noise is of perfect quality to release before we get to New York. They’ll still record it, and update the version on the digital sites with the new stuff.”
 

“That’s good, isn’t it?”
 

“It’s great. I don’t know how Talon will feel about it. You want to talk to him about it?”
 

I shake my head. “That is your area of expertise. I didn’t agree to do this because of the money. I’m doing it because Talon has asked me to, that’s all. Everything that happens from here on out is on him.”
 

Kyle smiles. “Okay, for the record, I think he does it because of you.”
 

“Unfortunately, I don’t doubt that. I think he wants me to do it because he doesn’t know any other way to express himself to me. But in the same token, sometimes I wonder how he really feels about the fact that I’ve been suckered into this gig. It’s all happened so fast, I’m worried how everyone feels. It’s like I’m joining the band without asking everyone’s permission and I don’t want that. I don’t want to force myself on them, and frankly I don’t know about this whole singing career thing. Sometimes I just want to cry when I think about it because I don’t know how to deal with it.”
 

He comes in and wraps his arms around me. “The guys adore you.”

“I just don’t want it to cause any animosity down the road. Sure, they adore me now, but what…what if the band’s fame going forward is because of me? I almost feel like if I don’t do this, 69 Bottles will cease to exist.”
 

He laughs a little. “Panda girl, 69 Bottles was here before you. Just because they partner with you for a couple of songs doesn’t mean you will make or break the band. Trust me. But if it makes you feel better, talk to the guys, either individually or separate them from Talon and I to discuss it openly with them. They’ll be honest with you, trust me. They didn’t like me much in the beginning, but once they realized what an asset I was to them, they came around. It’s the same thing with you. Whether you’re singing with Talon or not.” He strokes his hands along my back, calming me.
 

“God, I can talk to you about anything, can’t I?”
 

He kisses the top of my head. “Always. Now get a move on, we need to talk to the band before sound.”
 

“Alright, get out,” I tease and he puts a fist over his chest and bows.
 

“As the lady wishes,” he smirks and closes the curtain.

The meeting goes over better than I planned. My worries with Kyle seem to be forgotten and the concern is unnecessary. The guys are all pumped about me singing with Talon on ‘Your Eyes’ and they agree with waiting a little while for ‘To Be Free’. Give the audience a chance to anticipate and then expect ‘Your Eyes’ after it hits the radio waves, then hit them with ‘To Be Free’ a few shows before that will start hitting the air.
 

On the way into the venue, I walk between Talon and Kyle.
 

“So how much did they buy ‘To Be Free’ for?” Talon asks.
 

“Budgeted at just over ten million,” I say, serious.

“You’re kidding me, right?”
 

“No, sweetheart, I’d never do that. Though they want it recorded in New York, they also want it as the single from the new album.”
 

“Fuck me, I haven’t even begun to think about the new album.”
 

I laugh. “You mean you haven’t written any songs?”
 

“No, I have plenty of those. In fact I have about three albums worth of songs written, I just haven’t even begun to think about putting it together yet.”
 

“Relax, you have time. And would ‘To Be Free’ be a bad single to release?”
 

He looks at me and smiles. “Absolutely not. I think it’s perfect.”
 

I smile. “I think you’re biased.”
 

I hear Kyle snort next to me. “No, he’s right, it’s perfect.”
 

“You, sir, are biased too.”
 

They both laugh. “Maybe a little, but it just may be a big ticket song, you never know,” Talon says as he wraps his arm around my shoulders and kisses me on my forehead.
 

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