Wicked End (53 page)

Mackenzie stumbled out of the bathroom, eyes slightly out of focus. She could see movement on the bed. It took her a minute to realize Terri was riding her boyfriend. She watched with a smirk on her face while she drank down the last cherry bomb left on the dresser.

Brandon groaned when Terri ground her hips into his. She moved more fluidly then he could imagine from a drunken chick. He ran his hands up her body until he reached her breasts and took the nice globes into his hands. When she lifted and dropped again, he squeezed them. Then he noticed Mackenzie in the doorway.

“Come up here, Tink.” He waved her over. “Let me suck on that sexy-ass pussy.” When she almost sat on his face, holding onto the headboard, he growled and rubbed his beard against her sensitive skin. “Fucking love this pussy!”

“Hey!” Terri scratched his chest. “What about mine?” She tensed within on purpose.

With a groan of pleasure, Brandon shouted, “Feels awesome, babe. Now fuck me!” His eyes rolled back when she started pounding him again. Then he felt Mackenzie move over him. “Sorry, Kenzie. This is incredible. I don’t know how to thank you for this.”

“Dig in, baby. That’s how.” Mackenzie held onto the headboard tightly and shifted her hips until her pussy covered his mouth. “Fuck!” She cried out when his tongue penetrated her right away.

Terri started to feel dizzy and leaned over. She grabbed Mackenzie’s waist and laid her head on her shoulder, trying to stay up. “I’m gonna fall,” she admitted.

“Wanna switch?” Mackenzie reached back and caressed her hair.

Brandon thrust up several times then realized Terri couldn’t sit up. “She didn’t cum. Help her get on her back.” He waited until Terri was in place, and Mackenzie knelt next to her. “Terri, you awake?”

Her eyes had closed, but yelled, “Gimmie that dick!” She spread her legs wide and lifted her hands over her head.

Turned on by her demand, Brandon lay on top of her and settled his hips between her thighs. “I’ll give it to you.” He rammed his entire length into her pussy. “Question is, can you handle more?” Her grin encouraged him even more. His hips moved feverishly. “Had enough yet?”

Terri’s eyes rolled back, and she cried out, “Holy fucking shit!” Her entire body trembled and tensed. The orgasm continued to build as he slammed his cock in and out of her, over and over again. “God…” She started to feel odd. Then suddenly her womb clenched hard.

Mackenzie noticed first. “She passed out.”

Brandon slowed his momentum. “Huh?”

“You fucked her to unconsciousness.” Mackenzie froze on the opposite side of the bed, having to hang her head down from drunkenness. “My turn again.” She fell onto her back, awkwardly, unable to right herself.

He pulled out and threw the empty condom to the ground. “How am I still fucking you guys?” He had been going at it almost non-stop for what felt like hours. The energy drinks really did their job. “You sure you can go another round?”

“Baby, you didn’t cum.” She grabbed his hand. “Bring that dick over to me now.” She felt just a tinge of jealousy. “I want you. Please, baby, please.”

He could tell she was beyond trashed. “I’ll rub one out. You go to sleep.” Then she yanked on his arm and pouted. “Fine, I’ll just have to settle for the finest pussy I ever sank into.” He crept over to her and straightened her body, lifting her legs onto his shoulders.

Without another word, Brandon thrust his cock into her. A shiver ran through him. His balls ached to be emptied. She didn’t move while he raised her hips a bit more then gave her a languid stroke.

“Is this what you want?” He slowly pulled out and pushed back in an inch at a time. “Nice and easy?” It was killing him to tone it down. He needed to cum so badly.

Mackenzie struggled to move her hips, needing more. “Please fuck me hard. Please.” He tightened his grip on her legs, impeding any movement. “Baby, stop torturing me, please.”

“I love it when you beg.” His breath was ragged with deep desire. No longer able to hold back, his hips surged forward, slapping into her pelvis. “Fuck, you’re so hot.”

After a few rough strokes, Mackenzie grasped Brandon’s thighs, nervously. She could feel her body giving out. “Brandon…”

“Yeah, baby, say my name.” He was oblivious to her failing lucidity. He lifted her higher and rammed into her even harder. Her nails digging in made him growl. She was bringing it on fast. “That’s it. Hurt me, Tink. Hurt me good.”

Her back arched, ecstasy suddenly washing over Mackenzie like a wave. The feeling quickly became overwhelming. She clung to Brandon’s legs while her body writhed uncontrollably.

“Fuck, gonna cum, Tink.” He dropped her legs and held her close, grinding deeply. “Here it comes.” He grunted as his dick spurted several times. Then he kissed her lips, but she didn’t kiss him back. “You passed out?” He kissed her again and got no reaction. “Damn, I’m good, fucked you both into a coma.” He chuckled then pulled out.

After taking a shower, he wandered back into the bedroom. Mackenzie and Terri were asleep on opposite sides of the bed. There was just enough room in the middle for him. He had always wanted to wake up to two women, but no one ever appealed to him enough for a sleepover except for Mackenzie.

Tossing his towel over a chair, he crawled into the middle of the bed. Once settled on his back, he pulled Mackenzie to him. He smiled when she put her arms around him. Then the bed moved and another set of arms held his body. With a grin of satisfaction, he wrapped an arm around Terri as well.

Brandon stirred. The dream of being able to fuck Mackenzie and Terri at once faded. He soon became aware of a hand fondling his balls, another gripping his stiff cock. Yet another hand was rubbing a nipple and one more caressing his neck.
Guess I’m still dreaming
. No way were two women groping him in the morning.
Mackenzie would flip if she caught me like that.

His eyes blinking quickly, he looked around. Then he found himself in the middle of the beautiful ladies he fucked the night before. “Not a dream, cool.” He recalled making them both pass out. “Wait till Scott hears about this.” Scott was the only person he confided details to, besides Mackenzie.

Mackenzie squeezed Brandon’s dick as she woke up, “How about a morning quickie?”

“Ssshh.” Brandon turned and kissed her lips softly. “Terri’s still asleep.

She peeked over Brandon’s chest. Terri was draped over his other side. “Did you have fun?” She swiped her fingers over his earlobe. “I loved it.” Flashes of the night before came to her. He looked happier than she had ever seen him.

“Thanks.” He hugged her with one arm. “It was amazing.” He paused. “I hope it’s not too late. I can’t miss my flight.”

Mackenzie looked at the light coming in from the window. “It can’t be too much after ten.” She reached over and shook Terri. “Hey, sweetie, Brandon’s gotta get up.” When Terri didn’t move, she tickled her neck.

“Hey, hey, Brandon, stop.”

The room fell silent. Mackenzie glared at Brandon.

“I didn’t do anything.” He put a hand up. “I was sleeping too.”

Terri lifted her head and groggily mumbled, “Morning, lovers.” She tapped Brandon’s chest. “I think you ruined my pussy.” She giggled softly. “I’ll never get pleasure out of average again. Your dick spoiled me.”

“Maybe Kenzie’ll let you have it again when I get back.” He pulled both women closer. “Next time, maybe we’ll get Jessie or Scott in on the deal. That could be even more fun.” An eyebrow went up as he thought about a scene like the night with Giovanni and Crystal. “Fuckin’ hot!”

Mackenzie slid her hand up his body. “We can do that.” She sighed. “But you have to start getting ready. We have to leave in about two hours.”

Understanding the urgency, Terri untangled herself from his body. “Let me wash up then I’ll get going.” She quickly left the room.

Brandon rolled to his side and held Mackenzie tight. “I’m gonna miss you so much.” He buried his face in her hair, hoping she didn’t start crying. “Just think, in two weeks, we’ll be in New Orleans. I can’t wait to see you next to the stage while I play.”

“Me too.” She held down the lump in her throat, while she nuzzled her nose into his neck. “It’s gonna be a long two weeks.” A shiver of emotion went through her.

He clutched her harder. “I know. I’m sorry.” He took a deep breath, to keep his own emotions at bay. “If we weren’t on tour…” His voice broke. “I’ll live down here soon. We’ll be so much closer, in every way. Kenzie, I love you.”

“Love…” She sniffled. “You… too.” It was too much. She couldn’t hold it in anymore. “Don’t go,” she cried out, sobbing.

Terri heard them and rushed to get dressed. She couldn’t intrude on their last few hours. “Thanks, I’m leaving,” she softly announced once finished. “I’ll call you later, sweetie.” A slight nod was Mackenzie’s response. “Be safe, Brandon.”

He waved at her and sighed. It was going to be the toughest good-bye ever. They lay in each other’s arms for about 30 minutes. He was glad he had packed the day before while she was at work.

“Let’s go get some breakfast before we bring the Mustang back.” Brandon rolled Mackenzie onto her back and kissed the tears on her cheeks. “The airport will be better this time. I called the sheriff’s department yesterday. They’ll have someone in the parking lot to meet us. I even got a designated spot to park in. Sweet.” He didn’t mention it cost him a pretty penny, but her safety was worth it.

Mackenzie gave him a forced smile. She was glad there wouldn’t be another disaster at the airport, but how could she deal with the separation? After almost a month straight together, things would change so much. She didn’t even have the familiarity of her apartment anymore.

“Come on.” Brandon pulled her to her feet. “I’ll wash your hair. I know you like that.” He lifted her chin. “The tour’s over end of next month. Then you’ll have me until January.” He brushed his lips over hers.

She bit her lip. “I thought you guys had to record a few songs in November.”

He looked up. “Aren’t you coming with me?”

With a sigh, she looked away. “How long will you be there?”

“Three weeks.” He tugged her towards the bathroom. “You know Winston will give you some time, especially after nailing that client. Maybe you could work from home, sorta.” He only let her hand go, to turn on the water. “Or I’ll just cancel it.” He wrapped his arms around her again and whispered, “I’ll do whatever’ll make you happy.”

She felt guilty that he would push aside his obligations, for her. Although it showed how much he loved her. “It’ll work itself out,” was her weak reply.

“Yeah.” He nuzzled her neck. “It will.” He checked the water temperature with one hand. “I love taking a shower with you.” He felt that was more intimate than anything else, and he wanted them to part remembering a special moment, not a threesome.

Mackenzie understood he was trying to help, but she wanted to let go quickly so it didn’t hurt as much. A shower would lead to sex for sure. However, she didn’t protest. Instead, she walked into the stall and let the water cascade over her body. Seconds later, Brandon’s naked body pressed against hers from behind.

“I love you, Mackenzie.” He wanted to tell her as many times as he could before he left.

She closed her eyes, trying not to cry. “I love you too.” Her next breath came with a shudder. Then a few tears fell.
Why am I so emotional? It’s not gonna be months, just a few weeks.

He rubbed her arms. “I’ll call you every day. I promise.”

Nodding, she grabbed her bath sponge and a bottle of Jesse’s body wash. When she had enough suds, she turned and started at Brandon’s neck. Silently, she washed him from head to toe, while he just smiled. Not even his cock growing with her touch lifted the sadness. She hid her tears, in the water’s spray. As soon as she was done, Brandon lifted her chin.

“Tink, what can I do to fix this?” He kissed her lips softly; unsure it was just him leaving that upset her. “Are you upset about last night? Or that I let Terri hold me while we slept? Did you not want me to fuck her?”

She shook her head that rested it on his shoulder. “It’s none of that.” She sniffled. “I’ll be lost without you.” Then she lost it completely.

He closed his eyes and held her tightly. “I’m sorry.” He had no clue she would react that way. She was always so nonchalant when he left. That was before she opened herself to him completely. He was obviously deep inside of her now. It was the same for him though. “I will be too.” He kissed her temple. “I’m gonna have to buy an extra pillow, so I can pretend you’re asleep next to me.”

The image of her big bad rocker boyfriend hugging a pillow at night made her laugh. When she looked up and saw his smile, she knew that was his intention. She knew going in that they would be apart more often than she wanted. There was no avoiding it, unless she quit her job.

“Guess that worked.” He tapped her nose with his. “My heart’s wrenching.” He had to pause to control his own emotions. “But, we don’t have a choice. In two weeks, you’ll be in my bunk again.” He looked up, thinking for a few seconds. “OK, maybe we’ll need a hotel room so we don’t break the bunk.” He leaned down and growled, “I’m gonna fuck you so hard that night that you’ll be bowlegged for days.”

That made her smile. “You’re gonna wear your dick out.”

“So, then I’ll just use Jesse’s to torture you some more.” He bit his lip. “And maybe Scott’s too.” He gave her an evil grin. “Maybe we’ll do a real gangbang on you. I know you crossed it off the list, but that wasn’t exactly a gangbang.” His dick grew with the image.

Her pussy clenched.
Could I actually handle taking them one after the other?
She thought for sure her pussy would be ruined from something like that. “I’ll have to think about that one.” She didn’t have much she really wanted to do anymore. Everything she wanted was right in front of her. Then a memory flashed before her. There was one thing Brandon couldn’t give her that she enjoyed. “Maybe I’ll just watch Scott and Austin go at it again. Would that be OK?”

“Yeah.” He was willing to do anything to make her happy at that point. “Maybe I’ll hold you while you watch or something, but it won’t get me off.”