Private Affair (The Private Series) (23 page)

I hear a throat clearing, feeling a little embarrassed I giggle and tuck my head into the crook of Ben’s neck. He groans out a deep laugh himself and slowly lets me own. Turning I find Tony standing there with his hands on his hips, shaking his head.

“What?” I play innocent.

Before Tony can answer I see Ben jump in shock and make a funny face, then I see Jennifer rounding him, “What was that?” I ask.

Jennifer shrugs her shoulders and blows a pink bubble with the gum she is chewing on.

“Don’t do that again,” Ben tells her.

“Jennifer did you just pinch Tess’s fiancé’s ass?” Tony looks amused.

“Maybe.”

I see Ben scratching at his wrist, so I lift up his sleeve. “Um, what’s this?”

He rolls his eyes and straightens his back, “Courtesy of the door man. Apparently if you’re affiliated to Towers and have no ticket, you get to sport one of these.”

I look to Tony who is now fidgeting with a guitar, “What? I had no control over those. The label thought it would be fun to do and raise attention.”

“Yeah, because hot pink bracelets with that saying on it could go unnoticed,” Jennifer jokes.

“Aw, well maybe you can ask Ms. Fuller to get you a pass for when you visit.” I suggest, rubbing his forearm.

“That’s a brilliant idea,” He assures me and kisses my cheek.

“Two minutes people!” the stage director announces. I sigh and I have to let go of him for now. Tony heads for stage left and starts stretching.

“Hey, I have missed you so fucking much. I can’t stop thinking about you. I miss having you home in our bed.” Ben leans in and whispers in my ear.

I can feel my core tighten with his close proximity, “I have missed you too. In more ways than one. But right now I need to get to work. You’re free to stay stage side and watch.”

“Sure but I will be watching you, not…” He holds up his banded wrist.

The night has come to an end for work. I am relieved and anxious to get Ben into my bunk, even though it’s going to be awkward as hell. Maybe I can persuade Jennifer to distract Tony for a couple of hours. That is if she doesn’t already have plans of her own. Such as showing off one of her new lingerie pieces. That reminds me that I need to get mine on, before anything happens.

“Ready to go?” Ben takes my hand and starts leading me out the back door.

“Absolutely, but … let me talk to Jennifer about keeping everyone away from the bus…”

Outside I see a red sporty car and its lights going on, when I notice Ben holding the key fob I know my jaw must have dropped open. “What is that?” I ask.

“That is a car.”

I eagerly pull him closer to it and I can see what kind it is and I am very impressed. This is the kind of car that turns a girl on. I am feeling giddy. “Is this your rental?”

“It is, but it’s meant for taking us to our destination,” he is playing coy and secretive. I love it. “Go grab your overnight bag.”

I slit my eyes and when it finally clicks with me, that we won’t be staying in the bus I am even more ready and even more horny, if that’s at all possible. I practically sprint to the bus and I jump on, eagerly rounding up my stuff, including my new plum set. I stop in front of the mirror and fix my hair quickly. I notice that I am a little flush and who wouldn’t be, if they were in my shoes?

As I am just finishing getting my stuff in my tote bag, I hear someone roughly get on the bus. I am assuming its Ben, being impatient with how long it is taking me. I turn to see the lead singer from one of the opening bands, the band was so unappealing, that I don’t even remember their name. I only remember them being raunchy and disrespectful.

“Can I help you?” I ask the guy. His hair is dark blonde, long and shaggy from sweat and god know what else.

He starts his way down the slim hallway towards me and my heart starts to pick up. There is no back door out of this bus. I start looking for things that I can use to defend myself, he is drunk off his ass, so that could help.

He has me back up against the door to the back sleeping quarters and I perform ol’ reliable, I knee him hard in the balls and he is down on his knees. Covering himself he looks up at me, “Why?” he screeches a high pitched squeal.

I can’t help but feel proud of myself, “Because I am not interested and I think you need to leave.”

He stumbles to his feet and just as he is turning to go down the hall I see Ben stepping up into the bus. Uh oh.

“Who the fuck are you?” He asks and I know that tone, it’s the tone he used when he beat the shit out of Mark at the market. He comes shooting down the hall and the band member sobers up pretty quick and raises his hands to his face to protect it.

“Ben!” I get him to focus on me for a second. “I am fine, I got this. It was a misunderstanding right?” I look to the guy and he nods frantically, all while still holding himself.

He snaps his head back to gross band guy, “What made you think it was okay to jump on a bus after a young lady? She didn’t invite you and frankly you couldn’t get anything like her.” He is seething and he is not showing any sign of calming down either. He has the guy by his neck now.

“Ben! Stop it! You went to jail once for assault, don’t do it again!” I yell at him.

I can see his face relax slightly and he unclenches his hand from the guy’s throat, “Get out.” He tells him and the guy high tails out of the bus.

I just stand there for a moment, waiting for him to calm down. He shakes his head and flexes his hands. He takes in a calming breath and then his eyes shoot to mine. “Does this happen often?” He asks me.

“Only once, but it wasn’t like this. Half the time they are buzzed and I can handle it.”

“Yeah until you can’t.”

I close the gap between us and I take his hand, “I can take care of myself.” Repeating the words I told him before I had left to do this tour. “We knew what came with the tour and I knew I could do it. You have to trust me. Beside that guy probably won’t have kids now, the way I took care of him and he was on his way out when you came on.”

He looks into my eyes and I am willing him to understand, because I just don’t think I could walk off this tour, it’s too big of an opportunity for me. He sighs and pulls me in for a hug. He tells me, “I know and I am sorry. I will always worry, but I have to trust you too. I know you are strong and able to take care of yourself these days, but I can’t help to think about you in that hospital bed on numerous occasions…”

“That was then. This is me now.”

Resting his head on mine, “I know and I love you even more for who you are today. I am sorry I over reacted, do you still want to go with me tonight?”

I shrug and bob my head from shoulder to shoulder, “Eh…” He pokes my ribs and I burst out in laughter, “Of course!”

I jump off the step and start back to the car, when I hear Jennifer give me a cat call from the back of the bus. I wave her off and smile.

“My lady,” He offers his hand to assist me into the lush sports car.

When I am sitting I pull on the waist of his pants to bring him closer to me, “I hope you don’t treat me too much like a lady tonight.” My hand grazes over his cock, which is now getting hard. I am gaining much pleasure out of being more powerful with my own sexuality.

Ben doesn’t say a word, I think he’s a little stunned and obviously turned on. He closes my door and before I know it, he is in the driver seat, flooring it to the hotel. We are there in no time at all and I am so pleased that he chose one so nearby. We deserve all the time we get with each other. Not knowing when the next time he will get to visit me. We are heading further east, each day.

We get checked in and it takes everything in us to not pounce on one another in the long ride up to the seventeenth floor. But as soon as those doors open we can’t hold on any longer. Ben pulls me out and has me pinned against the opposite wall. I look down both ways to make sure no one is coming. I ask him what room we are in and he leads the way. His hand groping my ass down the never ending hallway. He slides the card key swiftly and kicks the door open. Scooping me up, he carries me into the room. He tosses me down on the large soft bed, but I can’t see the room yet. Ben turn on a soft light with a dimmer and am greeted with a room full of my favorite pink peonies. There are petals strewn about on the cream duvet. The room is starting to glow as Ben begins lighting candles.

“This is the most romantic thing,” I gush, feeling tears starting to swell.

Ben joins me on the bed. Cupping my face in his two strong caring, loving hands he tells me, “You deserve romance forever. You deserve the world. I don’t know where my life would have ended up if I never found you. You are my everything Tess. My permanent.” He moves one hand to his heart where my tattoo is, the piece he got for me.

My hands find their way to his midnight dark hair and his mouth is on mine, like fire breaking out when it hits the air. Everything just explodes. I have to pull away now, if I am ever going to get my little number on for him. “Hold that thought. I have something for you.” I pick up my bag with only my pointer finger and I sling it over my shoulder as I saunter to the bathroom.

I slip into the top and thong, fix my hair and check my makeup. I open the door slowly and I peek around the door frame, I see Ben’s boots and shirt on the floor. I take a deep breath and step out for him to see.

His eyes start at my feet and work their way up. I do a little turn to show him the back, “what do you think?”

“Jesus Christ Tess. You are going to kill me you know that? Fuck.” He grabs his thick dick, which is growing in his pants. I can’t take it anymore, I stride over between his legs, as he is sitting on the bed. Turning so I am facing out from him, I sit on his lap and lean my head back into his neck. His hands run from my thighs, up my torso and finally landing on my covered breasts. My chest is starting to heave with my deep, wanting breaths. I can feel my folds begin to get wet and swollen from my need. Feeling how hard he is behind me in my back I need to feel him. I am able to twist slightly to reach for his button and zipper. I stand up and push his chest so he is on his back. I pull his pants down around his waist and I am greeted with a pleasant surprise: commando Ben.

He sits right back up and pulls my thong down to the floor and sets me back down onto his lap. His hands then move back down to my legs and grips the inside of my thighs and spreads my legs wide, lifting them and hooking them over his knees. Exposing me. He reaches down and runs two fingers over my mound between my folds. “Ahhh…” It’s been way too long, even though it’s only been a few days. His fingers rub in a circular motion, building me, making me wet. He dips into me and I moan. Not being able to control my own body I start to move into his fingers, needing more, more of him. He pulls me back against him and rubs my breast with his other hand. The satin is so thin that he can surely feel my hard nipples. With the pad of his fingers he grazes the top of one nipple and that’s all the sensation I need. I am practically riding his fingers and puffing my chest trying to get closer. “Ben…”

“I know baby,” He tells me and he pulls away, releases the clasps on my new balconet releasing my heavy breasts. Using both hands now he is pinching both with his fingers and tugging on them. I feel his erection growing larger with every shift I make on his lap. He grips my waist, lifts me and lowers me onto his cock. Filling me full and stretching me. I don’t move and neither does he, we just savor the sensations and live for it. He takes me all the way in and he releases a deep moan, which drives me mad and I start to make circles with my hips.

“Ah, slow down baby, or this will be over before it starts,” He pleads.

“I can’t help it, you feel so amazing inside of me. I need to grind.” At first I start to move up and down, sitting on his lap, facing away from him. Slow at first, but all lets loose as soon as he starts to play with my nipples again. I come down hard on him and start to rock my hips, grinding into it.

“Play with yourself,” He breathes into my ear. I look him in the eye and bite down on my lip. “Do it,” he growls.

I reach down and find my clit and start to rub it up and down, light at first but as I am getting closer I add more pressure. Then I go lower and I can feel the base of Ben’s penis making shallow movements in me as I grind.

“There you go baby, bring yourself there. Come for me.”

With a firm pinch to each nipple and pressure from my own fingers and the deep grind on his large dick I come. And I come fucking hard. I am screaming and he is growling. Starting to bounce on him he thrusts with me and we ride out the hardest orgasm of my life.

Leaning back as I slowly come down, I am twitching from the extreme release that we both just had. Ben’s chest is heaving and I cannot stop smiling. He is still inside of me and I just lay down against his back. He wraps his arms around my front and pulls me back onto the bed with him.

We get comfy in the plush white bed coverings and just hold each other for a while. We nod off and we wake up in the middle of the night. “How about a bath, while I order us some room service?” Ben suggests.