The Loneliest Tour (17 page)

“
What?
”
Masie asked.

Jett put her against the doorway
and kissed her. His lips, his tongue, took over the entire thing. He put his
hands to her cheeks and held her tight, not able to get enough of her kisses.
She was beautiful. Just so damn beautiful.

His hands rushed down her body and
grabbed her shirt. He lifted it up and over her head, throwing the shirt into
the bedroom. His hands touched her sides, feeling her warm, smooth skin.
Cupping her breasts over her bra wasn
’
t
good enough for Jett. He reached around her body and unsnapped her bra. That
left Masie standing against her doorway wearing nothing but jeans. The sight
was goddamn sexy.

“
Oh,
fuck,
”
Jett said.

He went for the move, kissing her
chest. Masie cried out and put her hands to his hair. Jett kissed down her
sweet and supple chest to her left breast. He ran his nose across her erect
nipple. He felt Masie
’
s
body shudder and listened to her loud sigh. When he came back up, his tongue
flicked forward, tasting her nipple. His mouth then opened wider, suckling
against her breast. Pulling away with a wet sound, Jett moved to her other
breast. Meanwhile, his hands were down at her jeans, opening them for the
second time that night. His kisses trailed back up her chest and to her neck.

Jett hurried and began to strip
Masie from her jeans. As he did, his lips were back to work, creeping down. He
purposely kissed between her heavy breasts, to tease her. As Jett continued
down, kissing just above her belly button, he felt the way Masie
’
s breathing was becoming
erratic. Below her belly button he looked up at her. Her beautiful eyes were
big and surprised.

The scent of her body hit Jett and
he couldn
’
t help himself
but taste all of her.

Masie stepped out of her shoes,
jeans, and panties all at the same time. She left herself completely exposed to
Jett. The gesture wasn
’
t
just sexy, it was as though Masie trusted Jett. Offering herself in such a wild,
yet beautiful, way.

Jett placed his hands to the
outsides of Masie
’
s thighs.
He trailed up and felt the natural curve of her hips. It drove him mad, making
him uncomfortably hard in his jeans. But he had other things to tend to first.

Coming forward he kissed at Masie
’
s sweet center. His tongue
flickered against her wet and smooth folds. Masie thrust at him, groaning. Jett
parted her silkiness and pressed against her body. Curling his tongue gently,
Jett found the soft nub of her clit. Swirling his tongue around, Jett made
Masie
’
s body react the way
he wanted to do it. She thrust,  wiggled, and put a hand to Jett
’
s head, keeping him right there.
Jett
’
s tongue slipped down
and back up, savoring all of her beautiful wetness. The sweet taste would
forever linger on his tongue.

Jett then kissed up her body,
reversing all the way up her belly, to her breasts, and to her neck again. At
her ear, he kissed, nibbled, and growled,
“
You
taste so fucking good, sweetheart. You have no idea.
”

Masie then put her hands to Jett
’
s chest and pushed him away. She
turned and strutted into the room, her perfect body all for Jett
’
s eyes to enjoy.

When Jett got close to her, she
grabbed his shirt and ripped it up.
“
Off.
Right now, Jett.
”

He was in no position to argue
anything. Jett took his shirt off. Before it could touch the floor, Masie
’
s hands were at his jeans,
opening them. Masie was suddenly wild and aggressive. Tearing his jeans open,
her hands slid down the front, cupping his thickness over his boxers. Jett let
out a hiss as her hands squeezed tight. She bit her bottom lip and smiled, able
to tease Jett in ways he never thought possible.

Masie wasn
’
t just going straight into his pants, she was going
straight into his damn heart.

Bringing her hands back up, Masie
grabbed the top of Jett
’
s
boxers and pulled them down. His jeans and boxers moved down and his cock
popped free. Her hand was quickly there, gripping his erection, stroking him.
Up and back down, over and over, leaving Jett breathing, trying to keep control
of his own body.

Masie turned Jett around and pushed
him to the bed.

Jett sat down and admired the naked
woman before his eyes. Masie leaned forward and pressed her lips to his. She
kissed him wildly and then moved down to his chest. Jett gritted his teeth as
he felt Masie
’
s tongue
travel down his body. She didn
’
t
stop until she was on her knees, between his legs. Her hand gripped him again,
this time holding tight at the root of his cock. Her tongue then moved along
the top of his shaft, making every muscle in Jett
’
s
body tighten. He groaned and then sighed as Masie
’
s
sweet lips inched over the tip of his thickness. She took him into her mouth
slowly, sensually, making it almost impossible not to let go.

When she pulled back, her lips
moved over the sensitive ridge of his tip. She pulled away and then went right
down to him. Her hand then gently began to stroke, working with her mouth. Her
other hand touched his leg, feeling his muscles flexing. Jett couldn
’
t help it though, Masie was just
good at it. Good at everything.

Masie
’
s
slow movements stopped again and Jett gritted his teeth, shaking his head.

“
Come
here, sweetheart,
”
he said.
“
I need to feel you. I need
you to feel me.
”

Masie gently kissed the tip of his
erection and then slowly began to creep up his body again. She purposely let
her breasts tease him as much as her tongue did.

Jett shut his eyes for a second and
gripped the sheets on the bed.

This was already far beyond sex.
And it was far beyond trouble.

Mostly
…
because it felt good in Jett
’
s heart.

And that was simply scary.

**

Masie was on top of Jett. Her hands
to his wide chest. His body looked chiseled from damn stone. Impossible that he
looked as good as he did
…
but he did. It was real. Masie had seen it and she had tasted it.

Jett
’
s
hands touched her ass, lifting her up and positing himself against her body.
One hand moved to her lower back and with the other he gripped himself. Masie
looked down and realized just how close they were.

Oh, fuck
…

“
Sweetheart,
”
Jett whispered.
“
Do you have anything for me?
”

Masie looked at Jett.
“
It
’
s
okay. I promise. It
’
s okay.
”

Trust was Masie never had the use
for protection in her nightstand drawer because she wasn
’
t out looking for a boyfriend, a date, or a fuck.
It had been too long since someone touched her and loved her body, and that was
okay now because the wait seemed well worth. But just because she didn
’
t have protection in her
nightstand didn
’
t mean she
wasn
’
t protected. She took
the pill and she wanted to feel all of Jett.

Right now.

Masie lowered herself a little,
feeling Jett touching her, pressing against her core. The tingling sensation
was instant and didn
’
t go
away.

Jett
’
s
strong hand on her back guided her down, allowing his thickness to open her up.
Breaking her open with such perfect force, Jett thrust up as he pulled her
down. Once Jett was fully inside her, Masie sitting all the way down on him,
she felt an intense pressure that took her breath away.

Then Jett pulled back and thrust up
again. Her body bounced forward, her breasts hanging and gently touching Jett
’
s chest. Masie curled her
fingers, digging into his chest as he continued to love her. His thrusts were
hard, deep, and loud. The sound of their bodies colliding was almost as hot as
the feel of Jett moving in and out of her sex.

His hands grabbed at her waist. He
guided her up and down, the way he wanted, the way she needed it. His right
hand then moved up, cupping her breast. Masie lifted herself even more and put
her hand to Jett
’
s, over
her breast. She grabbed her other bare breast with her other hand. She then
pumped her legs, moving with Jett
’
s
motions. It was intense and hot. And the hotness wasn
’
t just in the scene, but it was deep in her body.
She felt a throbbing pulse building, ready to unleash again. She put her head
back, losing herself completely to the moment.

Masie didn
’
t do stuff like this. Not hook up with rockstars.
Not let rockstars take control of her body. Not let herself feel so exposed.

But with Jett, she trusted him.

As her body ached and tightened,
Jett groaned and fought through it.

Masie fell forward down to Jett
’
s chest, her mouth nestled into
his neck. She cried out each time he thrust into her as she came. The feeling
was just too much, just too good. Her toes were curled as she remained there,
letting Jett have full control of her body. He kept going and going, thrusting,
loving, speeding up. And then, he suddenly thrust and held. He stopped.

His hands slid up her body and
grabbed for her face.

Jett made Masie look at him.

Their eyes locked with passion.
“
Fuck. You have no idea how
beautiful you are.
”

Before Masie could respond, Jett
kissed her. A powerful and life changing kind of kiss. And then he pressed at
her and rolled, flipping the scene over.

Jett was then on top of Masie,
still inside her.

When Jett broke the kiss, Masie was
able to whisper one word.
“
Fuck.
”

That
’
s
all she had.

Because it was so good. So real. So
hot.

Jett thrust at her again and Masie
grabbed the sheets. She felt another climax already building, making Jett the
first person to make her feel this way.

He was slow and romantic with his
movements, leaving Masie gasping for air. She managed to get one hand away from
the bed and reached around to Jett
’
s
back. She clawed him, pulling at him, wanting his mouth again.

They kissed again and Jett grunted
as he thrust forward, reaching his own ending. And he stayed right there,
pumping as Masie
’
s hips
rocked back and forth, taking all of him in.

It was by far the hottest sex Masie
had ever experienced in her life.

Even after they were finished, Jett
wasn
’
t done. His hands
moved down to her ass and he lifted her, moving her up on the bed. He pulled
the covers back and climbed under them with her. It was all perfect. Jett was
so sexy and commanding. His eyes never left her eyes or her body for a second.

They faced each other, his hand
moving a few pieces of sweaty hair out of her face. Masie kissed his fingers as
he did so, feeling her heart racing and her body wanting things it never did
before. There was a passing moment when the emotion caught up to Masie and she
almost cried. Just to have someone like Jett touching her, holding her. The way
he looked at her, it wasn
’
t
just about them hooking up.

“
Get
some sleep,
”
Jett whispered
as though he read her spinning mind.

Masie shut her eyes. She sighed and
smiled. It felt good. Like, really good. So relaxing and warm.

Jett kissed her forehead.

“
Things
are going to get crazy,
”
he
whispered.

Masie figured he was talking about
the tour.

But her heart knew better. He
wasn't talking about the tour.

Things are going to get crazy.

He was talking about them.
Together.

(12)

Waking up to Jett cooking breakfast
was something Masie got used to way too quickly. It was plenty of nights in a
row now that she and Jett had spent together - sharing a bed and their bodies -
only to have Masie sleep and wake up to the smell of breakfast cooking. It
drove her mad that Jett was such a bad ass rockstar, yet he had the gentle
skill to make a delicious cup of coffee and eggs that were to die for. It also
didn
’
t hurt that Jett had
been serving her breakfast while wearing nothing but jeans. There was just
something sexy about Jett in a pair of ripped jeans and nothing else. The way
the jeans slid down just a couple inches on his body, giving hint at what
waited beyond that copper button and zipper drove Masie wild.

Today was very different though.

It was time to tour.

The words made Masie
’
s throat ache and almost close
up. She had to wake up and go about her day and life on her own. Jett stayed
for most of the night but had to leave to meet up with the rest of Willow Son.
He was jittery, excited to get back on the road and get back on stage.

For Masie, her jitters weren
’
t the same as Jett
’
s. This was her first real tour
with a rock band. But beyond that, she couldn
’
t
stop thinking about what had happened with Colin. She hadn
’
t seen Colin since the incident
when he was drunk and bumped her off stage, hurting her wrist. She tried to let
it go and blame it on the booze, but it wasn
’
t
exactly that easy considering she was going to get on stage with Crutch Fail
and have to dance with, and on, Colin.