Private Affair (The Private Series) (26 page)

“What do you want to do?” he asks me and I can see him saying
don’t say stop, don’t say stop.

Then I have an idea, I roll out of the small space to the hall and open the larger room at the end of the bus, where Roger normally sleeps, but lately he has been just crashing on the sofa up front. “Come on,” I whisper.

I shake my butt at him and he pushes me on the bed, and closes the accordion door behind him…just in case.

I push him so he is on his back again and I successfully make my way on top of him. I am already so wet, he just glides right in. He starts out slow, but I need it now. “I really just need you to fuck me right now Ben.”

His eyes go wide and I see his jaw clench. I know I hit a nerve with the
fuck me,
after the first time we spoke about sex and he told me he would never just fuck me. “Don’t…” He starts, but I cut him off before he can give me any shit.

“I know that royally pisses you off, I do, but shut up and just do me. No, actually…” I use my hands and I pin his arms to his side. “I want to fuck you.” I lift myself up and I let my weight fall back down onto him, allowing him to go deep and hard, just what I need.

“If you want this to last I suggest you either slow down or get there fast,” He tells me through gritted teeth. I can feel his cock get even harder as I squeeze my inner wall muscles when I am sitting still.

I lean over him bringing my mouth to his, I lick his upper lip and then I bite down on his bottom, making him buck off the bed slightly, only driving me on more. “If you shut up then I can do this faster.”

“Tess? What has gotten into you? I’m not complaining but holy shit its fucking turning me on beyond anything else.”

I just growl and I start to ride him. I don’t lift off of him too much I just grind, I feel him all the way through my body and the way I can rock, my clit rubs on his pelvis. It’s a million sensations in one tight package. He starts to move his hips and I scold him. Right now I just need this for me. I have been so tightly wound, I just need this.

“That’s right baby keep going,” He gusts out, his breathing erratic and I see his eyes start to roll back and I know that he is holding on for me, I finally let go and so does he. At this point it’s almost too much and I can’t contain it, I start to scream and I lift myself up and slam back down over and over until my body turns to ooze. I lay myself on top of Ben’s chest and he wraps his arms around me and lightly rubs my back.

He hears the bus doors open and hears voices. I shoot a look to Ben and he is trying not to laugh, this is so not funny. I recognize that it is Tony and Jennifer, they must be back from lunch.

“Hey Tess!” I hear Jennifer call and the sound of her heels clicking down the center of the bus. She stops at where my bunk is.

“Shit! Shit!” I grab the blanket below us and wrap us up in it. As soon as I get covered, Jennifer whips the door open and her jaw drops.

“What do we have here?” She smiles and stands there with her hands on her hips.

Then I see Tony striding down the hall, what’s going on Jenn…? Oh!” He quickly turns away, “Hey, um, Ben…Tess, the uh, other bands want a group shot while we are all free… I see that you’re busy…”

I cover my face, “Yeah, I’ll be there in a minute. Tell em’ to give me five minutes.” Jennifer is still standing at the foot of the bed, “Um, Jennifer…”

“Is it my turn?” She asks with the most serious face and a hot glance at Ben. I feel my temper rising, then she smiles and laughs. “I am kidding Tess! Relax,” She turns on her pointed heel and catwalks down the aisle.

I turn and I tuck my face into Ben’s chest, his hand is running through my now nearly dried hair, “God that was the most embarrassing moment of my life.”

“No one saw anything.” He says with a stern and even tone.

“Aren’t you even weirded out in the slightest?”

“We have nothing to be ashamed of, it’s not like we are teenagers sneaking around. We are engaged to be married, I believe we have that right.”

“Yes, but we are on a bus that sleeps a few different people, who could have seen something. I don’t know what I was thinking…”

“Hey,” He pulls me onto his lap, “We love one another deeply. We are very sexual and well, it’s been a while for the both of us, so it was a heated moment. A very heated moment.” He tries to get me to relax.

“Alright. Well, I guess we should get dressed since I have work to do.” I climb out, keeping the blanket secured around me in case someone decides to jump on board again.

We are just about fully dressed, I am slipping on a pair of black boots over my leggings, I stand to adjust my long top that comes to my thighs. Ben is buttoning up his black jeans and all I can think about is undoing them with my teeth. I shake my head, “What’s that about?” He asks me.

“Just more dirty thoughts.”

“My favorite kind,” He smirks. “Hey, I have an idea…”

“I am intrigued.”

He takes my hand and dips his head to be at my level, he looks so cute when he does this. “How about you play hooky after this group photo?”

“I could use a day off. Sleeping on that thing doesn’t constitute as a retreat.”

“Good, it’s a plan. Go take that photo and meet me back here. I know about a place around here we can grab some food and explore.” He looks excited and full of light again.

“See you in ten.”

“What the fuck was that all about Tess?” Tony snaps at me.

“Oh, are you talking to me again? I’m sorry that I had a quickie with my fiancé. Oh, wait…No I’m not! Let’s take this photo. I have a date.” I roll my eyes and watch the bands pose with their rock hands and the middle finger salutes.

“What do you mean date? You have to work the show tonight.” He get snippy again. I am really not liking his tone.

I don’t answer, I just point for him to join in on the photo, but he keeps talking in front of everyone. Telling them all my business.

“Maybe it was a mistake asking you to do this tour.” He seethes.

I walk away. I put my camera in my bag and just walk away. Tony is quick at my side though and is following me out of the place. “Go Tony,” I tell him, “You won’t like what I have to say if you keep pushing me.”

“What possibly could you have to say to me, to get me going?” He lashes. By this time we are rounding the bus and I see Ben’s boots on the other side.

“What’s going on?” Ben asks, ready to pounce.

“Don’t worry about it. Rock stars.” I snap as I walk by Tony. “Can we go now?” I ask Ben, who takes my hand and leads me out of the parking lot on foot.

“So are you going to tell me what that was all about?”

I shrug, “He just didn’t like the fact that I was taking off tonight.”

We walk for about a mile I assume, Ben catches me up on
Tones
back home and what’s going on at Chatz. Because it’s spring more people are heading to the bar and going to more shows, so that’s why he has been so busy.

He leads me into a lot of cars and what looks to be an industrial building. I look at a sign on an iron fence “The Village Gate.” “What is this place?” I ask him, full of curiosity as we walk through this courtyard featuring unique art statues, one of a giant head. I look to the left and right and see restaurants and shops.

“I had a friend who used to live out this way and he always suggested I check it out if I were ever in Rochester. He specifically talked about this sushi place, so I thought that we could grab a bite there and explore the place. Would you want to walk around or eat first?”

As we walk in I answer, “Look around please.” There’s a fun looking vintage clothing shop, a handful of restaurants, comic book store and an upstairs. Ben leads the way, I am looking up as we go up the staircase. There is art everywhere in the place. Even the vaulted ceilings have a sky with clouds painted on them. There is a little fountain and hanging art all over. There are also some business offices up here. This place is really unique and right up my alley.

We make our way back down stairs and come across an appealing shop, not like any of the others in the place. I read it out loud, “Primitive Impressions.”

“Want to check it out?” Ben asks me.

I peek in and I see beautifully painted walls and glass display cases, I am surely intrigued. “Definitely.”

Ben opens the door for me and a chime signals that there are customers. We don’t see anyone in the front right away, we hear a man yell out, “Be with you in a moment.”

I begin to explore what’s in those cases and I am greeted with an array of body jewelry and intricate pieces as well. One case displays an array of brightly colored pieces that are being illuminated by a black light, which is really fucking cool. Immediately my mind goes to some specific private piercings, in the dark being illuminated. Huh, I wonder if anyone has ever had that thought too…

“Tess,” Ben waves me over to some dainty jewelry pieces, some have plain silver balls and other have little jewels.

My eyes meet a small and simple hoop ring, “Hey Ben, this would look hot on you as a nose piercing.” I can, I can picture him with a tightly snug ring in his nose. “It would look sexy as hell.”

He leans down and takes a look, “I do like that. And as you know I am a piercing virgin. I’ll do it, if you do it.” I assume he is kidding so I laugh at his idea, but the look in his eye tells me he is clearly not joking.

“Are you serious? I already have this,” I tap at my septum ring, “What else would I get?” He gives me his mischievous smile and his eyes travel to my breasts and then down to the apex of my thighs. I squeal, “Ouch! No way! Anything but those and the tongue.”

“What’s wrong with the tongue?” He nuzzles my neck and I feel his tongue dart to my earlobe and dip quickly in my ear, causing me to get the chills and my eyes close and I feel my knees weaken.

“Welcome! How can I…get you a room in the back?” A man comes around the corner from a closed off room. A young man follows him out thanking him and tells him no need for the aftercare speech and that he has it down pat at this point.

The man who works here, “This may be a family friendly establishment, but not "trying to make a family" friendly establishment.”

I tug away from Ben’s grasp and go red. Bright red. “Hi, yeah sorry about that,” I sputter out an apology.

He looks like a really friendly guy and he has the coolest look to him. He has long hair past his shoulders and he has on this shoulder piece that appears to be a scarf, but it has leather pieces with shells, stones and beading. It looks like it must weigh a ton. He has a really friendly smile and vibe about him that I instantly like, even though I am humiliated beyond recovery.

“I do realize you may have to be slightly more careful doing, whatever that was, after I pierce you for a while, interfering with your fun, but making up for future lost time on the couch won't help...” he continues on, but with a smile, I can only hope that he is messing with me at this point. I awkwardly smile and he tells me, “Ah, I am only messing around kids.” He offers his hand to Ben, “Welcome, welcome, I am Jason what brings you feisty kids in here?”

“A friend of mine back in Seattle highly suggested we stop by, while we are in town.” Ben smoothly answers Jason.

“Right on, right on. Well, I offer an array of services and pieces. Here is a list of what I do and prices. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask. I am going to clean up out back and be right back with you, besides using the couch to its capacity I'm the only one who gets to use penetration around here so you'll have to leave to get any further with your day...” He smiles and he’s around the corner.

I start to laugh and Ben opens the pamphlet and shares the large list, and he was right there are a lot of things he offers. Ear piercings to skin divers, which I have been interested in for some time, but I don’t want to have a shiner by my eye while working. “So, are you going to get your nose done?” I bump my shoulder into Ben’s arm.

“Why the fuck not? If you say it’ll look hot…”

Jason comes back out of the room, “So what can I do for you kids?”

Ben steps up, points to his nose “Can I get a silver capture hoops for my nostril?”

“Of course, my British friend. Anything for the pink lady?” He gives me a little friendly wink.

I quickly decide that I want my labret done. Another piercing I have always wanted. “Labret” I tell him. Ben eyes me and licks his lips. Oh, I think he likes this idea.

With a clap of his hands Jason says, “Paperwork!”

When we are done filling out the forms he asks who wants to go first. I tell Ben to go ahead and I ask if I can watch, Jason walks us into the room and assures me that watching is perfectly fine, as long as Ben is comfortable with it and I think he implied a little joke in there too.

Ben kisses me on the cheek and climbs up onto the table and folds his hands on his chest as he awaits the jabbing. Ben and Jason make small talk about our little trip here and how long we will be in town. Jason makes some location suggestions if we have the time. I am sitting on a bench in front of a large mirror.

"So, this is the way we do this, we're going to scrub the area, check out the anatomy, mark you for placement,” He marks on the back of his gloved hand to see if it works, “then we start scrubbing you up."