The Will to Love (16 page)

I parted my lips and took the head of his cock in my mouth. The cum from his previous load mixed with the pre-cum from yet another orgasm he was waiting for but it wouldn’t happen in my mouth. I wasn’t a fan of giving head but I loved pleasuring him orally; my tongue had a mind of its own as it licked the tip of his dick greedily before I took more and more of him into my mouth. I felt the tip of his cock pulse as it tickled the back of my throat and I was nose deep in his finely trimmed pubic hair.

He smelled like soap, sweat, man and cologne. I loved the way his hair tickled my nose and as I pulled back just a little, he thrust himself inside my throat again and he moaned loudly.

“Babe, I need to fuck you. Now.”

I withdrew him from my mouth, his whole sheath covered in my slippery saliva as I stroked him a few times before I laid down and spread my legs.

He was on top of me and with one gracious move, he entered me slowly. I felt every precious inch of him and God did I want him bad enough, I could come right now if he’d demanded me to but I knew he wouldn’t. We’d just gotten started as I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist, trapping him inside me like a tight vice.

I wanted to speak, to say something but he buried my moans in the back of my throat when our lips met again and the feeling of his tongue in my mouth, swirling around my own, tasting himself on me was enough to keep me sated for life.

It was a shame, really, because this was all it took for me to calm down and really focus about what lay ahead. A good head-against-the-wall fucking by the man I loved with every bone in my body and he thrust into me over and over again until we were in perfect unison and rhythm.

My hips moved up to meet his and we could feel every inch of one another. I loved how we fit together so perfectly and every time he drove me further and further towards greater heights, I wanted him to make me come but this one, I knew I would have to work for.

Will ended our lip-lock and withdrew from my body before he laid down on the bed and said, “Get on top. I want you to ride me, back facing me while I stroke you into a mind-numbing orgasm.”

I sat up and crawled to him on shaky legs before I threw my leg over his lean body and his cock suddenly was inside me again. This time he met my thrusts and I moved up and down on his body, grounding myself against him while he stroked my hard little nub that felt like it was going to burst if I didn’t come soon.

“Yeah, that’s it, fuck, babe, seeing my cock slide in and out of you is such a fucking turn on. Harder and faster, baby.”

“I’m trying but remember I’m doing most of the work here,” I gasped as I tried to keep up and came down harder and faster on his rock and roll stick that wasn’t a stick at all but one hundred percent, prime, American male that was thick, meaty and long.

“Fuck yeah, that’s it,” he panted and his fingers never stopped their motion on my clit. I was going to come and it hit me from the head this time, my nipples tingled like rosebuds on fire as I squeezed my kegel muscles and it was all over for him and me.

His orgasm came first in a fit of curse words and harsh breaths as mine floated over me and my eyes rolled back in my head as I had a full on body spasm. Everything about the world was gorgeous, beautiful and the room seemed Technicolor bright before I closed my eyes and saw stars.

We rode it out until not an ounce of pleasure remained between the two of us and I finally collapsed beside him on the bed.

The sound of my thundering heart and manic breaths filled me yet I was also completed sated, fucked out and ready for a perfect night of sleep with the man I adored.

When I finally found the energy, I turned onto my side and he spooned me before he kissed my neck.

“Have I told you how completely and utterly in love with you I am?” I managed in a soft whisper.

“Yes but every time you say it, I love hearing it from you. Have I told you how pussy whipped I am about you? I think the correct term is sprung but I don’t care. I would do anything to keep you safe. Just know that.” He slid an arm around my abdomen and we lay there, in each other’s arms, completely content.

Before I could respond or say anything else, I closed my eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Chapter Fourteen

Will

IT WAS FUNNY how life sped by regardless what was going on and before Will knew it, the holidays were upon them.

Thanksgiving was spent with his family and not only did they manage to treat Laurel in a cordially manner, they actually acted like they’d accepted his decision.

It was a perfect time and although it would have been great to propose there in front of his family, he didn’t want to shatter the sliver of peace and happiness they’d managed to offer them. Not that day of all days.

They flew back to Las Vegas that Sunday and rehearsals resumed. It was mostly going over both new and old material but there were more than several instances where Karl would make an appearance and talk to Laurel for a few choice moments before he would turn and focus all his attention on Sasha again.

The sisters weren’t talking and although Will knew if he was any kind of real man, he would approach the subject with Laurel, he also knew it wasn’t worth the aggravation. She was pissed at Sasha and nothing he said to the contrary would change that.

It was a cool December afternoon, a week before Christmas, when everything came to a breaking point.

Laurel continued to take photos though Rory had chosen one of the band and also individual photos of each band member to put on display. They were all rehearsal photos but they also looked genuine and real as opposed to the stock photo that was taken and being advertised all over Vegas.

Will focused on them practicing a new song, “Break Me” that he’d just written and they’d managed to add to their show though it would go on a bonus version of
Nothing Lasts Forever
that would premiere December 23
^rd
.

Break me with your love

It fits me like a glove

I get high when I hear your name

I know, baby, you feel the same

Who thought we’d ever last?

Broken apart from our past

But you’re the love of life

Won’t you be my wife?

And keep me here forever

We won’t ever say never

Will continued to play on auto-pilot as he finally looked up to see Laurel and Sasha talking but they both wore angry expressions on their face and something told him it wouldn’t end well

I was lost, now I’m found

Picked me up off the ground

And here I am now, holding you near me

Can you see me, feel me, hear me?

Our love is so strong

Now I know where I belong

I didn’t need to come out

Because, baby I’d shout

To the world you’re the one

And we’ve only just begun

He continued to strum the right notes with his pick but he worried about the sheer look of horror on Laurel’s face as she shook her head and backed away from her sister. Sasha glared at her with a smile and a triumphant look. Sometimes he could curse his 20/20 vision.

The seeds have been sown

Now I know that I’m home

Don’t break away now

This is my sacred vow

To you, I’ll always be true

There is no me without you

I don’t have to tell a lie

My ghosts flown to the wayside

The parts of my shattered self I used to be

Promise that you’ll always be here for me

Will had to watch in despair as Laurel packed up her equipment and left in haste while they continued to practice. He and Jaden had a particularly long solo bit that they needed to etch out perfectly and Jaden so far hadn’t gotten it right once.

He concentrated on his playing and tried to figure out what had gone on between Laurel and Sasha to make her leave like that. What had her sister said or done to her? Sasha didn’t seem to feel the least bit bad; in fact she was back on her Ulysse Nardin and talking in an animated and lively fashion.

I was lost, now I’m found

Picked me up off the ground

And here I am now, holding you near me

Can you see me, feel me, hear me?

Our love is so strong

Now I know I belong

I didn’t need to come out

Because, baby I’d shout

To the world you’re the one

And we’ve only just begun

You picked me up off the ground

I was so lost…but now I’ve been found.

The song ended and Will handed his bass to the technician, complained about a string that was loose and needed to be tightened before he stormed off stage and ran towards the exit.

“Where are you goin’?” Kaz yelled behind him from the stage.

“I’ll call you a bit later!” Will sprinted to the parking lot where he found Laurel pacing back and forth, tears streaming down her face.

She stopped pacing as soon as she saw him and wiped her face with a wad of Kleenex she clutched in her right hand.

“Where’s your purse and your camera equipment?” he wondered as a way to deflect her from what had her so upset.

“In the Cayenne. I…locked myself out as soon I threw everything in the trunk and realized I’d thrown my keys in my handbag. I wasn’t thinking clearly because I was so upset and…” she trailed off before fresh tears flowed down her cheeks.

Will could tell she’d been crying for a while; her intriguing hazel-green eyes were bloodshot and her nose was red against her healthy olive complexion. He walked over to her and embraced her as she held on tight and sobbed on his shoulder.

“What’s going on? I could barely rehearse for watching you and Sasha. What the hell did that bitch say to you?”

Laurel pulled away though her arms still clung to his neck. “She’s going to tell our parents about the DVDs and they’ll think I was a porn star. They’ll disown me, Will. It will shame them and they’ll write me out of their Trust too. That’s what this whole charade has been about—money.”

She sniffled a bit and looked away. “She didn’t know shit…she just had a hunch after she saw Karl and I talking at that first rehearsal where Faith had to be chased out of here. Well, she told Grant about it and he’s still pissed about you ending it between the two of you—”

“What a minute. I told you he ended it with me.”

“Yeah, I know what you
told
me, Will. And he told me it was mutual but he’s so fucking transparent, I can read between the lines. Yes, you did seem upset about what happened between you two but it was you who called it off—not
him
. He can’t stand me and he basically threw her accusations in my face and I fell for it—hook, line, and motherfuckin’ sinker. If I hadn’t said anything or incriminated myself then they wouldn’t have anything but he taped our conversation on Sasha’s phone and she played it back for me in the arena. I told him I did work for Karl and I’d made DVDs with two men.
And
I was stupid enough to tell him those two men were Severin Krieger and Karl Schmidt.” Laurel began to sob again.

“Okay, worst case scenario. Your parents take away your inheritance…Karl would give you the money in a heartbeat so what are you really
worried
about?” Will ran his hands up and down her arms.

She laughed out loud then though it was mirthless. “Are you fucking kidding me? I don’t care about the money…okay, yes, I wanted my Trust but that’s not the point.” Laurel lowered her voice. “Karl has
murdered
people—he’s a snuff director for Christ’s sake, the legendary Korova Ludovico—if it comes out it was Sasha who blew his cover then he will murder her and Grant. Even I can’t stop him from doing that and I won’t be able to say anything when their bodies surface because my parents would be next…and then you…he’ll murder everyone I love but he won’t touch me.

“I’m not just talking out of my ass and I haven’t had a joint today so this isn’t paranoid talk either. I know him. He’s threatened me before and those were his words. He said he would ruin me if I ever told anyone and his secret got out…he’s got too much to
lose
to
not
go through with it. He always told me he would just snuff out everyone I’ve ever loved and leave me intact because he loves me and he couldn’t bear to hurt one hair on my head. But he doesn’t give a shit about my family.”

“I have to take this to Kaz. Grant and Sasha can’t tell anyone anything or they’re dead. I shared that sociopath with you in a sexual sense. I know the type and he does love you but he doesn’t issue idle threats. This stops here and now. We have a meeting with Rory and Severin Krieger along with Karl, the band and Sasha. If she knows what she’s risking for millions of dollars she’ll never be able to spend then she has a right to know what’s going on.”

“Go ahead but I can’t be at that meeting. I can’t…face them…knowing everyone will find out about my past—”