16. Chapter 16
Isling my camera around my neck and grab my other lens before I run down the basement stairs toward Talons studio. I knock on the door when I get there, not wanting to disrupt him too badly. Hes holed himself up in this studio, working on his album for months.
Fifteen minutes ago, he sent me a message telling me he needed me down here. There was a heavy emphasis on the need. So, I finished answering emails, and now I’m here.
Come in, Talon calls out, and I open the door. He sits in a chair with a red guitar in his hands. He has headphones on and a microphone in front.
I’ve missed you, I tell him after he removes the headphones.Spending so much time with Foster has been amazing. Whenever Im with Foster, Im completely engaged with whatever activity were doing together, but that doesnt mean there isnt a tiny part of me yearning for Talon. Without a doubt, it would be the same the other way too. Theyre both equal parts of my heart.
I missed you too, he says as he puts his guitar beside the stand.
Liar, I scoff. Youve been busy.
“I’m never too busy to miss you.” He pulls me into his lap and nuzzles his face into the crook of my neck. He kisses me there several times before pulling away, Has Foster been taking good care of you while Ive been lost in music?
I bite my lip, unsure of how to answer that. He has, but I dont think talking in this situation is appropriate.
Talon reaches with his thumb to pull the lip out of my teeth, Its okay, Kitten. You can admit it. My feelings wont get hurt.
Youre not jealous?
“Oh, Im jealous as fuck, but only because I havent been able to be with you. But I know Ill get my time with you when needed. It will all work itself out, I promise.
I dont stop myself from bending to kiss him with more force than before, and he opens to me immediately. I want to believe in his promises so badly. I pull away from his mouth before we get too distracted. Why did you call me down here?
I wanted you to listen to the song I just finished.
He puts the headphones on my ears and presses some buttons on the keyboard on a large wooden table beside him. A guitar plays a hauntingly beautiful harmony. I sway to the tune when Talons rich baritone starts to sing. Goosebumps rise on my skin. I dont think Ive ever heard him sing before.
The lyrics touch my heart and make me tear up. They’re tragic, about a love that is an obsession. He needs it for survival, but at the same time, its killing him. When the song ends, Talon looks at me expectantly while he removes the headphones from my ears.
Beautiful and so sad, I tell him.
The song is about my addiction. I wrote it just before I went to rehab.
I reach up and cradle his face in my hands, You were in so much pain. I felt it with you.
I deserved it. I caused those around me so much pain. I felt like I could control it in the beginning, just a little powder when I wanted to feel good and nothing else. Then, I needed it to feel anything, to function at all. I would do anything to get it. I treated my wife, bandmates, and anyone close to me like shit. I was partying all the time and waking up in places I had no memory of being. I was on the fast track to my grave.
I wish I couldve been there for you, I tell him, my heart bleeding for the struggles he went through.
No, you dont. I wasnt the same boy who left you here, nor the man who sits with you now. You wouldve hated being around me. I was a selfish prick who only cared about one thing.
I would have cared for that man because he was a part of making you who you are now.
Talon wraps his hand behind my neck and pulls my mouth to his. His tongue sweeps in and swirls around mine and sucking it in. He nips my bottom lip, the sharp sting making me gasp. I feel him smirk against my mouth. My desire for him ramps up, making me take his t-shirt in my fists and pull him closer. His body crashes into mine, and his hands slide down my back and pull up on the hem of my shirt. We pull apart so he can tug the shirt over my head.
Here or in the bedroom? he asks me while kissing and sucking along my collarbone.
Here, I answer, not wanting to waste any time.
He grins at me, Right answer.
With me wrapped around him, Talon stands up from his chair and moves us to the wooden table. He avoids the computer and all the audio equipment and sits me on the edge. His nimble fingers wrap around my back to unfasten my bra, and then its gone, and his mouth is all over my breasts. He sucks and nips at my flesh, taking one of my nipples in his mouth. I arch into him, my hand weaving into his ink-black hair to hold him to me. My other traces the plains and ridges of his black, running my nails all over it. A sharp pull on my nipple has me digging them in harder.
Talon chuckles against my breast, “There you go, Kitten. Use those claws to mark me as yours.”
I grab ahold of his shirt and nudge him backward a step so I can peel it off him and toss it somewhere behind me. Hes covered in inked art, far more tattoos than he had the last time Id seen him shirtless. I want to study them all, but that will have to wait. Right now, Im too worked up. I need him.
I hook my fingers into the belt loop of his jeans and pull him to me until hes close enough for me to undo it and pop open his button to work my hand inside his boxers. I wrap my hand around his cock, feeling it jump in my hand.
Off, I tell him, motioning to his pants.
Same, he says to me.
We part just long enough for each of us to lose our pants and underwear, leaving them on top of the pile of clothing on the floor. Talon leans in, kissing down my throat, before placing his hand in the middle of my chest and nudging me to lay back against the table. The wood is cold, and my body is overheated. He encourages me to bend my knees and place my feet flat on the table, completely opening myself to him.
I hesitate, but Talon soothes me by rubbing the inside of my thighs. Dont hide yourself from me. I want to see that pretty pussy. He drags his finger through my folds, Youre so wet for me.
Then he drops until his face is level with my drenched slit. The first lick makes me buck up from the table. He pulls away to kiss the inside of my thighs before latching on to a spot and sucking until I know he leaves a mark. Moving back to my pussy, he stiffens his tongue and licks harder against my clit while sliding two fingers inside me. He curls his fingers inside and sucks on my clit until Im writhing on the table and whimpering. My body is taut with my need for release.
Come for me, baby, he murmurs against me before he flattens his tongue against me and flicks it harder. My orgasm explodes through me, and I cant hold back my screams.
Once the tremors from my release subside, Talon stands and lines himself up with me. I never noticed him grab the condom and put it on, but I feel it when he slides inside me. My muscles contract around him, and he lets out a tortured groan.
Nothing has ever felt as good as you, he says. My brain is unable to string words together, so I moan my agreement as he begins to move. His thrusts are slow and deep.
Touch yourself, he orders me, and I move my fingers to rub my clit as he begins to pump harder and faster. I feel the beginning of another orgasm starts.
Give it to me, he demands, and I do.
My muscles clench down on his cock as I come, triggering his release. Were both breathing heavily as Talon pulls away to dispose of the condom, and I stand up from the table. My legs are wobbly as I find my clothes.
Talon returns and gives me a tender kiss, I missed you so much,
I missed you too, I manage to get out.
He throws on his jeans and scoops up his other clothing. Come on, lets go up to my bedroom now. Ill be ready to have you again when we get there.
I follow right behind him up the stairs, completely blissed out.