Indulgence (66 page)

“Fuck that’s hot, baby. Let go for me,” Gray growls as I cry
out his name, my pussy clenching around his fingers. His free hand slides up my
thigh, pulling me to him. Gray’s rough fingers dig into my hip, silently
commanding me to ride his hand as the hardest orgasm I have ever had hits me
like a freight train. Slowing his thumb, he lets me come down from my climax.
Pulling me to him, Gray kisses me deeply, passionately, as he lies on his side.
My tongue runs along his lip to find his piercing, making him moan loudly. As
he wraps his arms around me, I roll him to his back. I melt into him, unable to
get close enough.

Breaking the kiss I nuzzle into his chest, my fingers
tracing the shield over his heart. Gray’s hand running down my back, his rough
finger tips dancing across my skin. I look down at Gray and laugh. “You realize
you’re still wearing your pants?”

Sliding down his spread thighs, I pop the button on his
jeans to free him. My eyes drift over his piercings making me lick my bottom
lip. I’m dying to taste him, to swirl my tongue along the cool metal as his
cock swells in my mouth. I want to listen to the sounds he makes when he comes.

He doesn’t give me the chance though, grabbing me around my
waist, he slams me onto him. I bite my lip to keep from screaming as he moves
against me. Gray’s hands clasp my hips hard, probably bruising me but I welcome
the bite of pain. His fingers dig in deeper the faster our bodies move
together. I fucking love it! The ladder on his shaft is rubbing against me with
every smooth roll of his hips. My head falls back as I feel myself build toward
another release.

“Don’t stop, Gray. Harder,” I plead.

“Fuck baby. Dreamed about this. Couldn’t concentrate for
shit. You’re all my thoughts revolve around no matter what I tell myself. I
barely fuckin’ know you but I’ve dreamt of fucking you for days. The dreams
didn’t do justice to the reality of how amazing it feels to get inside you,
baby,” he grunts as he rolls us so that I am on my back. Grabbing my hands, he
pins them above my head. “You’re mine, Daisy. I want you so fuckin’ much and I
can’t fight it anymore. Can’t go slow, baby.” He slams his hips against the
back of my thighs, shoving us farther up the bed as he goes and this time I do
scream. Loud.

My legs wrap tightly around his waist as he rolls his hips, increasing
his thrusts. He is going to fuck my body through the wall but I don’t even
care. Faster and faster, he slams into me, completely losing all control as our
bodies slide against each other. Every stroke is harder, so much better than
the last, until I explode around him. “Fuck!” I scream as my orgasm rips
through me.

Leaning down, he bites at my bottom lip, smiling wickedly.
“Mine, Daisy, all fuckin’ mine. Landon never owned you. He never deserved one
goddamn day that he had you,” he growls. Taking my mouth, he stills against me,
as I feel him filling me. His body shaking against mine as his orgasms rolls
through him. Gray’s tongue moves against mine, lazily; I soak it all in. He
rolls us to our sides, pulling me into his chest. We lay still for a few
minutes, the only sounds are our calming breaths mixing with the hum of the bus
heater.

“I don’t know how long before we’ll be missed. I don’t want
anyone walkin’ in on us. That was just a taste, baby. Gonna fuckin’ worship
that body of yours, Wildflower. So you need to know fuckin’ you proper the
first time could take days. How you gonna confront Landon?” he asks, breaking
the silence as his eyes meet mine, I shrug.

“I don’t even know what to say to them.”

Gray strokes my lip with his thumb making me shudder. “He’s
a stupid bastard for fuckin’ up what he had with you, Daisy. Don’t let him get
away with it. I’ll look at our contract with Tad. I want the bastard gone. Both
of them if possible,” he says, kissing me gently as he slides out from under
me. “Sleep baby,” he whispers into my hair. I watch from the pillow as Gray
grabs his shirt and laptop then leaves the room.

Unable to relax, I grab a t-shirt from the shelf then go to
take a shower. There is no way I can face Landon with Gray’s scent all over me.
Washing quickly, since everyone will be back soon, I jump out and dry off with
a towel and pull on the shirt. Gray’s scent overwhelms me again. Looking down I
notice it’s his SHAFT shirt. The fact that I’m wearing his shirt makes me smile
as I walk out and head to bed.

Settling under the covers I try to figure out what to say to
Landon. He doesn’t even know that I saw them. Are Tad and Landon playing a game
with all of us? The thought makes me nauseated. If they are, what else could
they be hiding from us? The visions of what Gray and I have just done are
rolling through my mind, making me cringe. How am I any different? I just gave
Landon tit for tat. Hell, he doesn’t even know it yet. The train wreck cannot
be avoided; it is all going to burst into a massive fiery mess. I will be left
standing in the ashes of my wrecked life. Plan shot all to hell. Hang on
everyone, I am fucking it up as quickly as possible.

Pots and Kettles

“It’s not my fuckin’ place is it, Landon?” I hear Gray shout
from the front of the bus.

Jumping from the bed, I yank on a pair of my jeans that are
in the floor. Flinging open the door, I run up the aisle bumping into the damn
bunks as I go. Landon and Gray are toe to toe in the living area about to rip
each other apart. Their gazes drift to me as I enter the room.

“Daisy, why didn’t you tell me you were feeling bad? I
would’ve brought you back. We didn’t spend any time together,” Landon says
sweetly, as he turns from Gray to walk toward me.

“You looked pretty busy, Landon,” I snap, making him jerk
back as if I hit him.
Just wait Landon I may just do that.

“What could I have possibly been doing, Daisy? Nothing is
more important than you,” Landon stutters, reaching out to caress my cheek. I
turn away from his touch. “What’s wrong with you? Come here,” he purrs, holding
out his arms.

I shake my head. “No, Landon. I think it would be better if
you sleep out here tonight. Maybe I’ll be able to talk to you in the morning,”
I say, turning away from them. “Gray, if you sleep in the bedroom tonight, be
sure to lock the damn door when you come in, yeah?” I toss out, storming down
the aisle shoving around Hunter as I go, before slamming the door behind me.

I barely have time to kick out of my jeans and sit on the
bed before Landon comes flying into the room. His chest is heaving and his eyes
blazing with rage. Grabbing my arms he pulls me up against him glaring in my
eyes. “What the fuck is wrong with you, Daisy? You bail on our night out, a
night that you wanted so damn bad. Now you are punishing me? What did I ever do
to you?” he growls angrily. Shaking my arm loose from his grip, I slap him hard
across the face.

“I saw you!” I scream pounding my fists against his chest.
“I saw Tad getting you off under the table while I was dancing, you bastard!”

Landon’s face goes pale white. He releases me, letting me
crumple to the floor in a heap. Sobbing into my hands, I refuse to meet his
face. “Daisy…” he whispers and I shake my head. “Daisy… please,” he begs. “Let
me explain. You don’t understand.”

“No, I can’t! Just go. Landon, the betrayal, all the lies
have shattered my trust in you. Shattered US and everything we have! How can we
ever get that back…” I scream into my hands. Stopping myself from saying how
much it all really has changed.

“It meant nothing. It was just the alcohol, I swear it just
happened so fast. I love you, Daisy,” he says and I just shake my head.

“I can’t talk to you right now, Landon. Please, just leave
me alone.”

Turning away, he nods, “I will fix everything. I promise, no
matter what it takes. I’ll fix it. I can’t lose you.” Jerking open the door,
Landon comes face to face with Gray. Gray looks murderous as he shoves past his
brother. “She told you, didn’t she?” Landon asks.

“She didn’t have to,” Gray spits.

Landon’s face goes ashen, obviously realizing how exposed
they really were. Turning, he walks from the room leaving me alone with Gray.
Shutting the door, Gray flips the lock just as I had asked him to do. Tugging
his shirt over his head, he tosses it to the floor. I watch his chest ripple as
he walks to where I am on my knees in the floor, lifts me into his arms before
settling us in the bed.

“Proud of you, baby,” he whispers nuzzling my hair.

I wrap my arms around him, inhaling his scent as the tears
fall down my face, wetting his chest. He just holds me, running his fingers in
small circles along my back. “G-Gray?” I whisper through my tears. “I’m going
home tomorrow.”

Turning my chin up with his fingers, Gray’s hard gaze meets
my face. “You aren’t going anywhere. If you’re done with Landon that’s fine,
baby. Good riddance. I’ll be fuckin’ ecstatic, but you aren’t leaving.”

“Why?” I ask. What reason could he possibly have for me to
stay? I am done with Landon. Whether he admits it or not, I don’t see a reason
how Landon and I could ever come back from this. He betrayed me. Then in
classic crotch-cricket fashion, I rub my legs together and I fuck his brother
in the bed we have been sleeping in together for days. The only thing remaining
to be seen is which I am, the pot or the kettle? I thought that the tour would
bring us closer together. That it would be good for us. Oh how wrong I had
been.

So my fiancé is experimenting with Tad? Is that what that
was? Or did Tad just grab his junk, taking advantage of an alcohol fueled
situation? Is that why Landon doesn’t usually drink? Could it really have gone
down how Landon said it did? If that’s true then why didn’t he stop it? If only
he had been dancing with me none of this would have happened. All the thoughts
in my head are spinning. I can’t wrap my head around any of this. The only
thing I realize is my heart isn’t broken like I thought it would be. It’s taken
a hit but still beating. I close my eyes, settling against Gray’s chest as his
final words turn my world upside down.

“Because I need you,” he whispers so softly I almost don’t
hear him. I lay there against him, even out my breathing pretending to be
asleep. He rolls us then curls up against me. “Good night my Wildflower,” he
whispers kissing my temple then settles down to go to sleep.

*****

“Well, I’ll be damned.” I jolt awake, nearly jumping out of
the bed when Aiden’s voice wakes me. “Awful fuckin’ cozy aren’t we?” he asks,
as he pulls Camaron in with him and shuts the door.

Cam sits on the edge of the bed as Gray jerks up, glaring at
Aiden. “What the fuck, man? Where did you get a goddamn key?”

“Be glad it was me and not Landon. He’s been pacing up and
down the damn aisle all night long asking everyone if they had a key. Hunter
threatened to cut off his balls if he hit him with his elbow one more time. I
lied to him ‘cause I’m nice like that,” he says, winking at me.

“We didn’t. I mean that’s not why,” I stutter trying to get
my words together.

Cam puts her hand on my arm. “It’s okay. We heard what
happened. Landon and Tad had a huge argument outside the bus. I’m surprised you
two didn’t hear it.” My eyes widen in surprise. “Landon isn’t happy things went
the way they did. Now there are problems with you two. Daisy, he’s threatening
to walk from the tour.”

“What?” I ask jumping from the bed.

“Get the fuck back over here, Aiden’s seen enough,” Gray
growls, making me realize I am still in just the t-shirt. I tug it down passed
my knees and dive under the quilt. “He may not have a choice. If I can find a
way out of this contract, they’re both gone,” Gray adds, yanking the quilt up
to my chest.

“Gray, we can’t just drop our manager in the middle of a
tour,” Aiden says, pacing the tiny space of floor in front of the bed. As big
as he is, it makes him look more like he is spinning in circles.

“Aiden’s right, Grayson,” I say turning to face him. “We
can’t let what happened last night dictate the entire tour. It will mess
everything up for Shaft. You know that you’ll regret it if you jump the gun on
this.” Reaching up I cup his cheek with my hand, running my thumb across his
lip.

“So you two are?” Cam asks with a very pleased smile
spreading across her face. Damn her!

“I don’t know what I am with anyone,” I say, flinging myself
back onto the pillow. “Up until twelve hours ago, I was all set to marry
Landon,” I choke out. “That isn’t exactly happening now, is it?”

“Well, whatever Gray and you are doing here, Daisy, you need
to know that as soon as we leave this room Landon is going to burst in here and
demand that you talk to him. He’s swearing you’ll forgive and forget but I say
tell him to take that little rock and shove it up his ass,” Cam says with a
wink. “No ‘O’ for days? You were rackin’ your fuckin’ brain for a way to turn
his goddamn ass on, then he’s givin’ excuse after sorry excuse. All the while,
he’s gettin’ his rocks off with that motherfucker. Unforgivable.” She watches
Gray’s hand as it lies on my hip. “Hmm. I want the details but without the
interfering cocks listening.”

“I’ll take that as you askin’ us to leave?” Aiden says
arching a brow at her.

She laughs, “Take it however you want, babe. I say you take
a hint and get the fuck out. Let us talk about you.”

Gray scrubs a hand over his face then climbs from the bed.
“Alright. Let’s go get coffee. It’s gonna be a long ass day; plus, we got a
show tonight on top of it.” Turning, Gray grabs my face in his hands, kissing
me softly. “Just don’t give so many details that she gets jealous. Can’t have
her upset with Aiden if he can’t keep up,” he says with a wink.

“Fuck you,” Aiden deadpans. “She knows I’m the man.”

“You’ll never be half the man your Momma was,” Gray says
with a laugh.