“I don’t know,” I chided, “but as I said, you want to fight with him, do it in your own time, not while you’re on tour.”
I stormed off wanting some fresh air and to get away from all the tension that was consuming that room. I hated how a day could start out so wonderful and then turn to shit in no time.
“You need to learn to control your boyfriend,” Eric shouted.
I spun around to see him leaning up against the brick wall with a cigarette in his hand. He was wearing his custom leather jacket and his chest was on display… how he managed to remove the white singlet he had on previously was beyond me. I had to admit though, seeing his naked chest again wasn’t something I needed right now. I was still so wound up and all I could think of when I looked at him was how he brought me undone with just a simple touch.
“He isn’t my fucking boyfriend,” I yelled.
“Someone is snappy,” Eric smirked.
“Don’t push me Eric, you know Jake and I aren’t really dating so you pushing the subject is making things worse,” I snapped.
“I’m pushing the subject? Who was writhing under my touch, who came undone all over my fingers and buried their head into my chest.
If you didn’t want me to push the subject
of your relationship with Jake, if you don’t want me to act like a jealous boyfriend, then stop tempting me,” he snapped.
“Are you fucking kidding me!? I didn’t tempt you! I didn’t even give you permission to touch me this morning, so don’t even think about blaming me for your own wondering hands,” I shouted, storming off to the trailer.
I wasn’t going to stick around and have him accuse me. I was fine, in fact I was happy servicing myself before he so rudely stepped into my shower and released his wicked hands upon me. ‘Boyfriend’ what the fuck! There was no way in hell I would ever date him; the cocky arrogant son of a bitch. I can’t believe I thought Eric was nice, it seemed he was the total opposite.
I made it up the RV stairs and down the hall of the bus before Eric gripped my upper arm and spun me to face him, unleashing his fury on me. His lips slammed into mine as his tongue parted my mouth, making me moan and grip onto the gorgeous body of his. Eric’s heart was pounding through his chest as I ran my hands up his body, over his pierced right nipple and linked them behind his head, deepening our kiss.
His hands moved further down my body gripping my butt and lifting me from the ground to wrap my legs around his lower abs.
The heat radiating from his chest was both delicious and inviting, I couldn’t think about anything other than running my hands, lips, tongue and any other body part I could all over his glorious, golden skin.
“Eric, you know this is stupid,” I whimpered, as he rolled his hips into my pelvis before opening the door to the only room in this damn RV and closing it behind him.
I wanted to object, wanted to just break away, but the feeling of him so close to me was too good. I didn’t want to deny myself any longer. Hank might want to protect me, he might have told me to watch myself around this guy, but the inner girl, the one who was screaming at me to jump Eric’s bones without thinking of the consequences, was taking over and she didn’t care.
~Chapter Seventeen~
Eric
Fuck me, sleeping with Ace was probably the single, most stupid idea I had ever had, but it seriously was all worth it.
To hear her cry out those sweet, little moans as I pleasured her was too much for me. I liked how she enjoyed it when I picked up my pace and got a little rough with her; she whimpered even louder and pulled on my hair.
She scratched my back and practically marked me with her nails.
The woman was insatiable, she kept asking for more and more and I had to admit, I was more than willing to give her anything she desired.
She was sweet, kind, generous and an all-round amazing woman. She was feisty and brute when she needed to be, and she had to have some tough balls to put up with us pricks.
JED wasn’t the easiest band to keep in control. I had to confess I could barely keep them under wraps myself.
The gig was a success, we had rocked the house yet again and we were now off to some other Alabama venue for another night of screaming females wanting to throw their bras and panties onto the stage.
I had to admit, the first night a pair of panties was flung on stage I remember the look of shock and disgust in Ace’s eyes. She hated it but I indulged in it.
“So I don’t know if you have even noticed, but a sweet, little Southern girl with brunette hair and the most gorgeous eyes was completely smitten with you. I think eye fucking would be exactly what she was doing… man if you don’t fuck her I will,” Jake remarked with sarcasm and total truth in his voice.
The sad thing is, he would totally do that to the poor girl; promise her the world and leave her hanging. He was the definition of scum when it came to women. He couldn’t keep his dick in his pants and it was the real reason why we fought so much.
“Don’t start Jake, leave the girl alone,” I replied, warning in my tone.
I didn’t like him being anywhere near young, pretty, innocent girls and I could guarantee the woman he
