I sang a long note that was sour enough to bust eardrums.
Then I stopped.
“Finally!” someone yelled.
“Where’s my Em?” I asked.
I looked around.
No sight of her.
“Okay, time to sing again,” I said.
There was a large NO but I ignored it.
I started to sing again.
It was bad.
Very bad.
I heard the screeching sound of a voice and looked to my left.
I saw Carla jumping up and down, waving her hands.
Next to her, Emily.
I kept singing.
Faye appeared and put her hands together, begging me to stop.
“I love you, Em!” I cried out in the worst singing voice known to man.
People started to cover their ears.
Then my mic went dead.
They cut me off.
I tried to sing but there was no sound through the speakers.
I stepped away from the mic and everyone started to clap.
“You suck!”
“Thank you!” I yelled back.
I walked to the edge of the stage and jumped off.
Standing in front of Emily.
People around me were clapping that I was done singing and telling me how bad of a singer I was.
“Do you feel better now?” Emily asked.
“Seeing you… yes.”
“Oh, he’s so gorgeous,” Carla said.
“Come on, Carla, we’re going for a walk,” Faye said.
I stared at Emily.
“Well?” she asked.
“I just wanted to see you. Tell you I love you. You were put into an unfair position in all of this. Thrown around. You were taken advantage of. Your heart is amazing, Em. And whoever gets it needs to be careful. I should have been more careful. But I know I can take care of it. If you don’t believe me, that’s fine. I’ll just keep singing every night until you do.”
“You are never getting on that stage again, Liam,” Emily said.
“We’ll see about that,” I said.
I moved closer to her and kissed her cheek.
“I fucking love you with all my heart, babe. What a fucking mess. I was greedy because I lost so much time with you.”
I moved by her and she grabbed my arm.
“That’s it?” Emily asked.
“What?”
“You sing like shit and say a few sweet words and walk away?”
“If I stay, Em, I’m going to kiss you. I’m going to grab you, kiss you, love you, and I’m going to ruin your fucking night. You have a show to put on.”
“You could still kiss me.”
When I saw that first little smile on her face, my heart skipped more than a few beats.
I pulled her against me and touched her face.
“Liam, I’m sorry too. I was just as much a part of this as you. I wanted it. I went for it. I knew things could get messy. Then when they did, I walked away. I hid. But this place saved me from myself. The music. Finding myself. And that was all thanks to you.”
“We can talk later, Em,” I said. “Right now I need to kiss you. Then cheer you on when you sing.”
“Sounds like a good plan,” she said.
I gently pressed my lips to hers.
Everyone around us cheered.
I finally did something right with my mouth.
My tongue flicked the nub of her clit and her hips lifted off the bed.
I was plenty good with my mouth - just not singing.
My hands moved to her ass and I held her, not stopping until I tasted all of her dripping honey.
Emily pulled a pillow over her face and let out a long cry of relief.
She began to swell, her hips shaking, seconds away from coming.
I moved my hands around to her stomach and slid my right hand up her body to cup her breast.
When my fingertips grazed her hard nipple, she started to come.
Her ass slammed against the bed and she tried to sit up.
Her legs started to shut but she wasn’t chasing me away that easily.
As she cried out, her right hand grabbed my hair and pulled.
“Liam!” she yelled.
I growled and my tongue lapped up and down, tasting all of her fresh warmth.
I knew how far to take her before stopping.
There was a fine line with Emily’s pussy where it went from pleasure, to coming, to ticklish. I could dance that line like a high wire tightrope walker.
The tip of my tongue danced once more along her sweet folds and around her pearly clit. Then I kissed up her body, easing her back down to the bed as she gasped for breath.
Of course, we were just getting started.
My cock raged with fullness, waiting for its turn between Emily’s legs.
I kissed up to her left breast and stopped. “You were amazing tonight, Em.”
“I know,” she said. She took another deep breath.
“I get to fuck the star of the show,” I whispered.
I looked up at her and she looked down at me. “You’re my groupie.”
“Yes, I am.”
“That means I control you, Liam.”
“We’ll see about that, babe,” I said.
I nestled my cock between her legs, rubbing the full tip of my cock against her throbbing slit.
She sucked in a breath and groaned. “Not fair…”
“Completely fair,” I said.
I pressed my cock against her clit and moved left to right.
Emily grabbed at the sheets and arched her back. “Oh, fuck… Liam…”
“Yes, babe, you’re still there,” I said. I kissed her nipple and moved up her chest to her neck. “You’re going to come again for me. You’re going to soak my cock with your honey…”
“Now,” she said.
I slid my cock down and thrust forward.
She was tight, pulsing, and she exploded once again.
I helped myself to the hilt and Emily threw her arms around me and I did the same to her. I held her as she came, her hips bucking with enough force and speed that I felt like I was going to come too.
She bit at my shoulder and groaned with each pulse of her body.
My right hand slid down to the small of her back and then around to the back of her left leg. I pressed forward and guided her back down to the bed again and began to take her.
Now she was mine.
This was for me.
My hands then flattened on the bed, allowing me to gaze upon her body, up and down… over and over…
Her hips. Her belly button. Her breasts as they danced with the rhythm of my cock loving her. Her neck. The freckles on her neck that I loved to flick my tongue against. Her lips… nose… eyes…
Everything about her.
She was mine.
All fucking mine.
No more games. No more hiding. No more catches and favors.
Just us.
Emily hooked her ankles around my back and pulled.
I bent my elbows and nuzzled my nose to her left nipple, then her right.
I opened my mouth and tasted her breast.
Then I made a straight line with my tongue to her neck and stopped at her right ear.
I moved faster and harder.
Our bodies colliding, the sound echoing around the bedroom.
She clawed at my back again as she began to climax one more time.
I smiled, knowing I was just seconds away myself.
I couldn’t hold back. And why would I? We would just take a break, flirt, kiss, tease, and then fuck again.