Chapter 24
Chase
The entire bar giving me a standing ovation once I finished was nothing short of overwhelming. It was a dream, literally a dream, to be on stage and have people love my work, my playing, and my songs.
And it happened.
My eyes were still on Maryellen’s, knowing she understood the gravity of this moment.
For me, and for us.
As I continued watching her, I caught sight of a single tear as it made its way down her cheek.
She was surrounded by her friends, all attempting to hug her.
Yet it was as if we were on our own island as I made my way from the stage to her.
She pulled away from the hands grabbing for her and made her way to me.
Our bodies collided, our arms entwined.
Her head fell onto my chest, she was so overcome with emotion.
“I’m so proud of you,” she said, looking up into my eyes. “That was not only amazing, but stunningly beautiful. You’re so talented, Chase.”
“Thanks,” I said. “My song…what did you think?”
Her eyes filled with unshed tears as she nodded. “It was beautiful. Did you really write a song for us?”
All I could do was nod. She buried her face in my chest again.
“I wish we could walk out that door and head to my place right now.” Bending close to her ear, I whispered words only meant for her. “I want to be inside you right now, so bad. I need you, Mare.” Lifting my head, her look mirrored mine.
The want. The desire.
Then we were swarmed with…people. So many people. Ones I knew, others I didn’t. The slaps on my back, the handshakes, the hugs. This didn’t happen for anyone else tonight, and it took me off guard.
My brother and Harper stood outside the mass of people, waiting their turn patiently. When the crowd thinned, he pulled me in for a hug.
“Damn, Brother. Where has that been hiding?” Gage asked. “That was incredible.”
Compliments from him were few and far between. Responding to it was harder than I anticipated. Maryellen came to my side, her arms encircling me, offering support. Harper stood with us as well, beaming at me.
“Thanks, man, I appreciate you being here,” I told him. “You too, Harper. It means a lot.”
Turning to Maryellen, out of instinct, I kissed her square on the lips and pulled her in for a hug. It was only then we realized we’d been acting like a couple.
And everyone in our group was watching. Everyone from work.
We turned to the group. There were some stunned faces but mostly smiles. Bringing Maryellen closer to me, I addressed our coworkers.
“So, yeah, if you couldn’t tell, Maryellen and me are giving things a try.”
Most people simply raised their glasses in congratulations. Some of the guys came over to offer a congratulatory slap or handshake. It had turned into quite a night for us both.
Watching Maryellen smile while she spoke to her coworkers after what we had just done almost made me happier than my performance.
Our attention was then pulled to the stage as Jerry commanded the room again.
“Well, everyone, that was a treat tonight. Let’s hear it for Chase Parker again!”
The entire bar erupted in applause. It was borderline embarrassing considering he hadn’t done that for anyone else.
They continued to cheer for me as someone handed me a pint.
“To Chase,” Mitch yelled. “May he get laid after a performance like that!”
Everyone burst out laughing as Mare hid against my shoulder. I emptied my glass, and someone filled it up for me immediately as we all took our seats. The next performer started, and we needed to settle down.
Maryellen chose to sit on my lap, which was great and not great at the same time. I loved that we could now do this stuff in public, as a couple. But the feel of her ass against my dick made it hard instantly. She pushed against it, knowing full well what she was doing.
“Careful,” I warned. “I might just take you backstage.”
“Promises, promises.”
The batting of her eyelashes made my dick twitch.
This was going to be torture. There were two more sets before Jerry made the announcement I was waiting for.
“Alright guys, we’re taking a little break. About a fifteen-minute intermission before the end of the show, make sure to stick around.”
Without delay, Mare and I were surrounded by our friends and co-workers. The atmosphere was going to be hard to walk away from.
But we were going to. I only needed to talk to Jerry before we left.
Maryellen was talking to Harper when I not so casually interrupted them.
“I have to talk to Jerry,” I whispered in her ear. “Then be ready.” I winked as I walked away.
Jerry was by his table, reviewing some notes in his tiny little notebook.
“Hey, Jer,” I said.
“Chase!” he said and came around from his table. He hugged me, like really hugged me. “Man, that was incredible tonight. The crowd loved you.”
I tried to hide a smile, but I couldn’t. “That’s why I came to see you. I wanted to thank you. It was such an incredible experience. Just thanks, man.” I reached out my hand and we shook.
“Of course. Hey, I have a proposition, if you’re up for it.” He stepped back behind his table, but this time opened an actual computer. “I’d like to offer you a permanent weekly spot. We do lives on Fridays, too. Any interest in a spot every Friday?”
Holy shit.
This was the kind of door I always wanted to open for me. I never expected it to happen.
“Yeah. Yeah, I’m interested. Send me the info.”
“Starts next week, I’ll text you.”
The giddy feeling building up inside as I walked back to Maryellen was about to bubble over. When I reached her, I pulled her away from Harper abruptly. “We’re leaving.”
“OK,” she said.
No argument.
Harper and Evie waved goodbye as we left. Mare asked them to keep it quiet, but I was sure it would be quite obvious we were gone.
The car pulled up.
And we’d be at my place within minutes.
The driver watched us in his rearview mirror the entire drive. He sensed the mood. When he first arrived, we climbed into the backseat of his car, falling all over one another. I think he felt we were going to have sex right in front of him.
We refrained. We ran from the car as soon as he pulled over. Once in the elevator, we stood on opposite sides, forcing us to keep our hands to ourselves.
Her sultry eyes combined with how she gnawed on her lower lip had me needing to adjust my jeans. The doors slid open directly to my apartment. I gestured for her to lead the way as I followed. Once inside, I dropped all my equipment to the floor, the loud thud bouncing off the walls.
Maryellen kept walking. With each step, she peeled off a piece of clothing and threw it to the ground behind her.
First her hat, then her coat. Next came her top.
That intrigued me, and my steps got quicker.
By the time she made it to the living room, she was in her jeans, bra, and heels.
Her lacy white bra was that low-cut kind that barely covered the important parts.
Her peaked nipples were visible through the thin fabric, teasing me as I got closer.
“Fuck, Mare, you look amazing.”
I was drawn to her. The echo of my booted feet as I approached was the only sound in the room. The warmth of her skin contrasted with my cool palms as I caressed her shoulders, causing a shudder throughout her body.
“You have too many clothes on,” she said as her fingers went to the button of my jeans.
I allowed her to undo my pants as I kicked off my boots.
She pushed them to the floor, and I enjoyed the view of her on her knees in front of me.
While down there, she reached up for my boxers, pulling them down over the top of my dick.
Her eyes flashed up at mine beneath her long lashes as her tongue swiped at the tip of me, licking circles around the head.
“Christ,” I moaned as her mouth encircled me, sucking on my swollen dick. She pushed my boxers down further, taking my length in her hands as her mouth took more of me in. “Fuck, that feels amazing.”
Her one hand pumped my cock as the other gripped my balls, all while her mouth sank deeper onto me. As I leaned against the back of the couch, my hands gripped the top of her head, pushing her further down.
She gagged as I hit the back of her throat, the vibration of those sounds against my dick making me harder yet. But I pulled away. When I did, she looked up at me with tears in her eyes.
She was so fucking hot. But I was afraid I’d hurt her.
“I’m sorry, Mare,” I said as I stroked her hair.
“I’m not,” she said. “I think you liked it.”
Fuuuuck.
Where did this girl come from? She took the length of me back into her mouth, into her throat. The sounds coming from deep within her turned me on in a way I’d never experienced.
I wanted to hear her gagging.
I wanted to see the tears coming from her eyes.
I wanted to see the spit dripping from her mouth down my dick.
“Mare,” I said, with a warning in my voice, “if you don’t stop, I’m gonna come.”
She didn’t stop. Her head bounced up and down in a steady rhythm as my fingers gripped her hair. Every muscle in my body tensed as my cum shot against her tongue and down her throat. I held her head in place until my last shudder.
As my body relaxed, I almost felt the need to slide to the floor. But Maryellen stood, and my attention was drawn to her body as she did. My hand went to her breast as my mouth landed on hers. Our tongues battled, neither caring who won the fight.
I tasted the remnants of me on her.
My hand moved to her ass, and I decided it was long overdue that her jeans come off.
Lifting her, I gently placed her on the couch.
Going to my knees, I took her leg and extended it to remove her shoe.
Repeating that on the other side, my hand lingered on her foot.
Both hands then traveled up the length of her leg, slowly, to the waist of her jeans.
After undoing the button, I pulled them from her waist while she lifted her bottom.