Chapter Twenty-One
Annie
The show is incredible, filling me with so much excitement and an even deeper love for music that I feel like I might burst. The crowd screams for us, and I’m almost certain they’re chanting “Staked” as Caleb finishes the last notes of our final song.
I glance toward the wings to see Dad smiling, Mum dancing along beside Anna and Sia, Aston and Chad’s mums.
Leaning back into Aston, I feel him rest his head on my shoulder, and a laugh slips from my lips as we play the final chords.
When we finish, we all cheer, throwing our hands into the air.
“We are so glad you could all come out here tonight! Did you have a good time?” Caleb calls, and the girls scream in response.
“Well, that’s all we’ve got time for, and coming up next is the band you’ve all been waiting for… 12GAUGE-Slayed! We love you all, and this show wouldn’t have been the same without you. So if you loved us, just remember… you’ve been Staked.” He drops the mic like the rockstar he is.
I laugh, unplugging my guitar as Aston grabs my hand and lifts it into the air. The crowd roars again. I smile at him, and he chuckles as we walk off stage together, hand in hand, the noise behind us louder than anything I’ve ever heard.
“That was amazing!” I yell over the chaos.
“I know, I’m buzzing,” he replies, grinning.
There’s a bounce in my step as we head down the stairs backstage, and Dad meets me at the bottom, pulling me into a hug. “Well done, Annie. You were incredible,” he says, pride clear in his voice.
“Thanks, Dad. Now go show them how it’s really done,” I reply, and he smiles as Johnny claps him on the back.
“Ready?” Johnny asks.
Dad nods, then leans down to kiss my head. “Go celebrate. We’ll all celebrate properly after.”
A fresh surge of adrenaline hits me, excitement rushing through my veins. I feel untouchable, like nothing could bring me down from this high.
“Have fun!” I call as Dad heads off with the band. Mum follows, wishing him luck.
The second he’s gone, I rush to Aston, wrapping my arms around his neck, needing him close.
He laughs, lifting me easily and spinning me around. “That was unreal,” he says.
“I know,” I say, not able to contain it anymore.
My lips crash into his, his hands sliding up my back as he kisses me deeply. The energy from the stage is still pulsing through me, electric and overwhelming, and it all funnels straight into him.
I press closer, needing more, wanting more.
He lets out a low chuckle, and I pull back slightly, raising a brow. “Lennox,” he murmurs, resting his forehead against mine. “I love when you’re like this.”
A spark of an idea hits me, so I grab his hand, and I tug him away from the stage.
“Where are we going?” he asks, laughing as he keeps up with me.
“Somewhere private.”
We reach a nearby green room. The door is closed, but I don’t hesitate. Pulling him inside, I wrap my arms around him again, drawing him close.
“What’s going on in that head of yours?” he asks.
I don’t answer.
I just kiss him.
Harder this time.
Aston groans softly, leaning into me, and I feel the shift in him, the effect I’m having. Exactly what I wanted. He backs me toward the door, and as it opens, he guides me inside, never breaking the kiss.
We pause just long enough to glance around.
Empty.
Perfect.
His lips find mine again, and the adrenaline still racing through me mixes with the heat building between us, leaving me reeling.
He moves us toward the sofa, and I let out a small laugh against his mouth as we stumble together.
The backs of my legs hit, and I fall onto the cushions, pulling him down with me.
Aston settles over me, fitting perfectly, as the world outside fades into noise and distant echoes.
His tongue dances with mine, before I part my legs so he can position his lower half in between them.
I moan into his mouth as I feel his cock pushing through his jeans and rubbing against me.
Our breathing is rushed through our noses as we kiss frantically.
My hands are running through his hair, holding him to me.
I don’t want to let him go. I want to be as close to him as possible, and right now this feels like the absolute right thing to do.
He grinds his hips into mine, while I moan with the tension between my legs.
My clit is starting to throb, and I already know I’m wet for him.
He grinds into me again, so I move my hands down to the base of his vest, lift upward, revealing his muscular back.
He pulls his lips from mine and looks down at me breathlessly.
“You wanna get naked?” he asks. I giggle and nod. “What if someone walks in?”
I shake my head. “Ast, 12GAUGE-Slayed are performing right now. No one in their right mind is going to miss their first concert in over a year,” I say.
He smiles, then leans up so I can take off his vest. I look down at his abs pressing against my stomach, and I lick my lips.
He moves back down, kissing me hard and fast as my fingernails dig into his back.
He continues to rock into me, while I moan loudly, letting out some of the energy flowing through me.
He moves his hand down and lifts my shirt, and we sit up as he straddles me and pulls it off over my head. He leans in, kissing me again as his hands slide around my back and unclip my bra. He pulls it off me and places it on the floor next to our shirts.
“God, I love your tits, Lennox,” he says and leans down, taking a nipple into his mouth.
I love it when he does that. I run my hand through his hair, and he gently bites on my nipple, sending a shockwave straight to my clit.
Which is now throbbing uncontrollably. I move my hand down to his jeans, and he gets the hint straight away and stands up and pulls them down, taking them off with his shoes, leaving him naked in front of me.
His muscular and toned body sends a shock wave of lust right through me, and I want him so badly right now.
I stop staring at him and move my hands to my jeans button and undo them while he takes off my combat boots.
I slide my pants and panties down my ass, and then he moves in and slides them off the rest of the way.
I giggle as he moves back in over me, and I lie back on the sofa.
His body encases me, and there’s nowhere I feel safer than naked with Aston.
His hard cock is pushing against me, and I open my legs wide, letting him near me.
He rubs against me and we both pant, as we meld together.
We’re not having sex, just rubbing against each other like we always do, but this time I want to go that step further.
It feels so right, and what better way to celebrate our first tour show than by going all in with my boyfriend?
I pull my lips from him, trying to catch my breath from the undeniable throbbing between my legs.
He continues to kiss me, moving from my cheek down to my neck, where he licks and sucks gently.
He moves his body slightly from mine, and I open my eyes wide, thinking he’s going to stop when his hand travels down from my hair across my chest. He squeezes softly on my breast and then tweaks my nipple.
I gasp from the feeling as his hand continues down and moves between my legs.
I moan as his finger connects with my clit and his lips come back to mine.
His cock is twitching against my leg, and I know he wants this to go further just like I do, but he won’t do anything until I give him the go-ahead.
“Touch me, Aston,” I whimper into his mouth, and then his tongue is dancing with mine as he slides two fingers inside me.
He’s gotten so good at this. He knows exactly where to push and stroke to make me feel complete ecstasy.
His thumb grazes against my clit as his fingers move inside me.
I arch my back, wanting him inside me deeper, and he gets the hint.
He pushes his cock into the side of my leg even further as he starts to move his hips, so he can get some friction too.
I can’t wait to see his face when I tell him my idea.
We’ve waited long enough.
He pushes his fingers in deeper, and it makes me gasp at the feelings engulfing me.
I clench my eyes tight as he kisses me firmly but with passion.
My breathing hitches as he moves quicker inside me, in and out at an even tempo, and it’s working me up fast. The excitement of the show, and of doing this with him right now, heightens everything.
I’m enjoying the feelings engulfing my body right now.
I’m burning hot, and I start to moan with each thrust of his fingers.
His thumb rubs firmly on my clit, and it’s throbbing so hard it’s almost painful.
He pushes deeper, and I arch my back as my toes curl up.
My entire body is tightening, and as his tongue dances with mine, I breathe rushed and staggered through my nose.
The feeling is pure bliss, and I know that I’m going to explode soon.
He pushes in again, and my body starts to shake.
Every inch of me is coated with a fine mist of sweat.
I start to moan with every pant, and he pushes hard on my clit.
A spark flows right up my spine. My stomach aches, and I grasp onto his shoulder with my nails as he pushes in once more, and everything feels like an explosion.
It’s like a million fireworks shooting out from every pore, and I can’t help the loud moan that escapes me.
I pant and grip onto Aston as much as possible, and he chuckles and softens our kiss.
“I’m so glad I figured out how to do that,” he says and kisses me softly while I pant and lie back on the sofa, trying to relax my body. Normally, I fall into a bliss-like state straight away after I orgasm, but right now, I want him inside me, and nothing is easing my need for him.
“Ast,” I say breathlessly.
He looks into my eyes and smiles. “Yeah, baby.”
I look right in his eyes so he knows I’m serious. “Make love to me.”