Rock Me Deeper (Licks of Leather #5) - Jenna Jacob Page 0,34
pounding of seats and feet reverberating through the arena.
Peeling his mouth off Sofia’s, Burk sent me a puzzled look. “Keep your pantyhose on. We’ll go out together, like always.”
Dammit. My mask was slipping. Mentally supergluing the bitch back in place to keep my bitter jealousy from leaking out, I flashed him a crooked grin and a two-fingered salute.
“You got it.”
A few seconds later, we charged back on stage to the euphoric delight of the zealous crowd and rocked out our mega-million hit, “Make Your Fortune.” Then finally ended the concert with our triple-platinum fan favorite, “Empty Nights.”
The lights went out again as we jogged off stage, wiped the sweat dripping off our faces, and grabbed a bottle of cold water. Thankfully, the women were no longer waiting to suck face with the men. Security had already escorted them to the bus. It was easier on everyone to get them past the jealous, insult-spewing band bunnies before we headed to our dressing rooms.
I wished security would escort me past the hungry horde. I had no interest in touching, let alone fucking any of the desperate women since seeing Caris again. So far, I’d feigned a headache, upset stomach, and exhaustion after our concerts in New York and Philly. Guess that means we’re in Toledo. I was running out of excuses to keep from taking the horny women up on their offers. It wouldn’t be long before the guys started asking questions and busting my balls about my lack of sexual activity.
Wiping the sweat from his bald head, Ross quirked a brow. “How you feeling tonight, man?”
“Great,” I replied automatically, then inwardly cursed.
“Good to hear. I was starting to wonder if you needed Viagra or something.” A taunting grin tugged the big drummer’s lips.
“Bite me.”
“No, seriously. You haven’t let Daddy out to play with the kitties since the tour started again.” The prick was far too observant. “It wouldn’t have anything to do with that little mouse you lost back in LA, would it?”
“Mind your own fucking business,” I growled as we started down the hall.
Ross tossed his head back and laughed. “That’s what I thought.”
“You don’t know shit, fucker.”
“I know a hell of a lot more than you think I do.”
I wanted to punch the self-righteous smirk off his face. Instead, I rolled my eyes and veered toward my dressing room. I’d only managed two steps before several women pushed off the wall and surrounded me, boldly offering everything from blow jobs and threesomes to anal sex.
I suddenly knew how the cow in Jurassic Park felt when they lowered him into the velociraptor cage. It was definitely feeding time, and I was the only piece of meat left on the menu.
“Sorry, ladies,” I said with a fake-as-fuck chuckle. “I got a bus to catch. We’re heading to Nashville tonight. I can’t miss my ride.”
“I’ll give you a ride, Syd. A hot, wet ride,” a buxom blonde, with heavy dark lines surrounding her hungry eyes and red, glossy lips purred. “I’ll ride so long and hard you won’t be able to roll out of bed for a week.”
I opened my mouth to tell the bold girl that I wasn’t into strap-ons when a familiar voice called my name. Craning my neck, I quickly scanned the faces of the women rubbing their tits on my chest and their pussies on my legs.
“Syd. Over here.”
Tracking the sound of her voice, I turned my head to the left and saw a petite redhead wearing a halter top, blue jeans, waving at me. She looked vaguely familiar, but it wasn’t until she flashed me a wide smile that I realized it was…
“Tina,” I cried, brushing the writhing women off me. “Come here, baby girl. Lemme get a look at you.”
A pink blush stained her cheeks as Tina raced to my open arms.
“Get off him, bitch,” one of the women sneered. “He’s got a bus to catch.”
As I hugged Tina tightly, she lifted onto her toes and whispered in my ear, “I wasn’t sure you’d remember me.”
Smoothing a hand down the crown of her hair, I cupped her neck and whispered back, “I remember you, but I almost didn’t recognize you. You look amazing. Amazingly healthy.”
I released her, then cupped her shoulders and took a step back, drinking in the sight of her filled-out body.
“I know you probably have to go, but…” She bit her bottom lip pensively. “Do you think we could spend a little time together like we did last time?”