Chapter Eight
Tour life was nothing like German expected.
All the times he had been part of any sort of celebrity event, it had been drugs and partying.
There had been screaming fans and general on-guard-all-the-time mayhem.
Sometimes there was that, especially during a couple of days Steel had him filling in for one of the other guys.
For the most part, though, the guys spent a lot of time in their private spaces as they tried to stay rested enough to perform.
That gave Blaze and him the time they needed to keep building on what they already had.
German fucking loved standing side stage, watching Blaze play.
With his hair wet and plastered to his skin, sweat flew in every direction as he never stopped moving, drumsticks flying and twirling.
Good God, he was sexy… and talented. Fuck.
He left German awed. German spent most of his time humbled by the sheer level of ability Blaze had.
He had known Blaze was good. It wasn’t like German hadn’t seen him in action before the tour.
He just hadn’t watched him for a full concert before.
German would’ve dropped dead thirty minutes in—if he lasted that long.
The phone buzzed in German’s back pocket, startling him out of his laser-like focus of seeing nothing but Blaze. He checked the face, and a weight dropped in his stomach.
Steel: Next Wednesday, I need you in Washington for three months, working with Maya Heartland. Normally, I send Diesel, but he has a permanent place now. You’ll need to meet Maya’s plane at ten a.m.
German’s gaze moved back to Blaze. His throat swelled.
Things between them were going so well. He didn’t want to leave now.
They had been on the road together for ten weeks.
There were only three weeks left of the tour.
German had been so hopeful that he wouldn’t get called elsewhere.
He thought he still had three more weeks to think about something he had been considering for the last month.
He had worked for Steel for sixteen years with zero overhead.
German hadn’t needed a house or car. He lived with clients, couch-surfed, and drove what he had been assigned to drive with each client.
A vast majority of his money had been invested or sat in a high-yield account.
While that money wouldn’t last forever, it could last a long damn time.
At the very least, he could take a sabbatical and hope Steel had a place for him in the future.
Right now, he had something else he thought he might want for the future.
If he left now, maybe this relationship wouldn’t make it.
It still felt as though these first months were invaluable.
They were building their foundation, and German wanted it to be rock-solid.
He needed a few minutes to think. Still, it would probably be easier to accept for now and then take a couple of days to decide his path. He could always back out if needed.
German: Sounds good. Just send me the flight details.
As German hit send, disappointment filled him. He knew himself. Agreeing practically guaranteed he would go. He prided himself on keeping his word. Damn it, German really didn’t want to leave Blaze.
A solid slap landed on his ass. “Let’s go, sexy. I’m ready to get to the hotel.”
German jumped to attention and shoved his phone into his back pocket. As always, after a concert, Blaze’s eyes were lit with happiness and adrenaline. Currently, he stared at German with anticipation. Emotion swelled inside him.
“I love you. You did great out there.”
Blaze’s bright smile got even bigger. “I love you too. Now, come on. I need a shower.” His gaze raked down German’s body. “And you need your dick sucked.”
He was in. “Is that so? I guess we should get moving then.”
Blaze roared with laughter as he walked away.
German scrambled behind him. It didn’t sound like Blaze planned to stick around for any of the usual partying or fan meet and greets. The quicker they were alone, the better.
A private car waited for them. Diesel led the way, ensuring no one spotted Blaze and accosted him. He imagined the wildest of fans camped out near the tour bus, expecting the entire band. They made it inside the dark SUV in no time. Diesel sat up front.
In the dark, with only the city lights to illuminate things, they stared at each other.
Blaze had donned a shirt on the way out.
It was a shame, but at least he still wore his leather pants.
They had gotten a little baggy in the waist from Blaze’s weight loss, but the pants still clung to him in all the right places.
The heat built between them throughout the ride.
German knew Blaze. He recognized the expression Blaze wore.
Blaze planned to do bad things to him in the best possible way.
By the time the SUV arrived at the hotel where they planned to crash for two days, they equally popped from the vehicle at the speed of light.
Diesel had to power walk to keep up with them.
As always, a murmur went through the hotel lobby.
Phones came out. Blaze didn’t flinch. He pretended not to notice.
Luckily, they had checked in online. It still took way too long to get to the room.
Diesel had to ensure they weren’t followed.
As German locked the door, he half expected Blaze to jump him like a crazed monkey. When he didn’t, German turned to see Blaze strolling into the bathroom nude. German enjoyed the show.
Much to German’s disappointment, Blaze disappeared inside. He stuck his head back out. “Are you coming?”
German was across the room in a flash. Blaze laughed at his enthusiasm. “You might not want to get too excited. I stink.”
German’s smile never dimmed. “I know.”
Blaze laughed and got the shower started while German undressed.
German didn’t rush. He let Blaze have a minute to get a little clean before he climbed inside behind him.
German actually kind of hated showering together in hotels.
Even the nicest places normally had one shower head and were completely useless for tall people like him.
However, this hotel had a rain ceiling and was actually spacious enough for him to move around.
He didn’t waste time. German jumped right into “helping” Blaze get clean.
He felt the mischievous smile that kept tugging at his lips.
Blaze wasn’t a passive guy. He tormented German just as equally.
“The way you look at me is so fucking sexy.”
German knew exactly how he looked at Blaze. “I’ve never wanted to own every part of someone the way I do you.”
Blaze made every inch disappear between them and encircled German’s neck with his arms. “If anyone else said that to me, it’d sound insane. Somehow, you make my heart soar and my body sing. Maybe I’m the crazy one.”
“I love that about you.” Every word German spoke was serious. He made sure Blaze heard that in every syllable. “In fact, there’s nothing I don’t love about you.”
“Good. When this tour is over and we get settled, we should get married.”
Now, that was an insane thing to say, but Blaze dropped to his knees.
German couldn’t think of a single argument with his dick in Blaze’s mouth.
He steadied himself with one hand on the wall while the other held the back of Blaze’s head.
His knees wanted to buckle. German had always thought he had stamina.
Any time Blaze sucked his cock, he was proven wrong.
Blaze could make him blow faster than anyone ever had.
He made German lose his mind. Noises came from him that could have been embarrassing under any other circumstances.
In no time, he openly fucked Blaze’s mouth.
Blaze always let him take what he wanted.
He had German addicted to him in every way.
The growing pressure became too much. German held his breath.
Pleasure ripped a gasp from him when it hit.
He cried Blaze’s name as he came, but he didn’t linger.
German needed to make Blaze feel just as good.
He urged Blaze to his feet and dropped to his knees.
He was way too old for this shit. His knees would definitely have bruises, but German had to taste Blaze’s dick.
German moaned around the erection in his mouth.
Fuck, he tasted so good. He was a feast German never tired of savoring.
As always, he followed the sounds Blaze made.
He fingered Blaze’s asshole and kept a steady pace, bobbing on his dick.
The more desperate Blaze’s cries got, the faster he sucked.
The back of his throat burned from the abuse, but German loved that part too.
When Blaze finally blew, German nearly choked because he hadn’t seen it coming.
Blaze came much faster than usual. German wanted to pat himself on the back.
Instead, he shot to his feet and captured Blaze’s mouth in a scorching kiss.
He had felt love in his lifetime. German had been obsessed and known all sorts of passion.
But German hadn’t experienced anything like he felt for Blaze, and sometimes that scared him. Tonight was one of those nights.