After waking up from a restless sleep, I’ve been pottering around doing nothing really other than checking my fucking cell very few minutes, but still nothing. I keep staring at it wondering whether I should text Lunar to see if she’s okay or not. But every time I type something in, I quickly delete it. I figure I’ll give her the time she needs. I walk over to the sofa Lunar and I shared when we had our lunch together and decide to try and get some lyrics down to waste the day away.

The harsh daylight of the sun slowly fades and drifts into night and I’m really feeling it. Ryan called and said he wants me to go out with the guys for dinner, but I’ve been in the zone all day and I’m feeling down about not hearing from Lunar, so I said no, preferring to stay in and keep writing.

The urge to continually check my cell is almost annoying as I spend the night writing depressing lyrics, and then eventually head to bed lying awake for most of the night.

 

A FEW DAYS LATER

 

The obsession with checking my cell has become ridiculous, but even though I check it relentlessly, still nothing has come through from Lunar. She hasn’t been at our shows and I’m now resigning myself to the fact that maybe I royally screwed up. I didn’t want a relationship with her, but I liked her, and it wasn’t my intention to hurt her, which I obviously have done. I feel like a prick, and even though I don’t want to admit it… I miss her.

We’re at another gig. This one’s at a bigger venue and the crowd is much livelier. I’m loving the thrill of the music, the energy of the room, but without Lunar here it feels like a part of us is missing. Which seems strange to me. The performance ends and I thank the crowd, they cheer and celebrate a great set and I jog off stage with a little less enthusiasm than normal. I’m flat. And I hate it. It’s worse when Techie’s here standing at the bar, I know he’s seen Lunar and it makes me want to go to him and ask how she’s doing, if she’s okay… but I don’t want to seem like I’m snooping.

Techie walks over obviously sensing me looking at him and slaps my shoulder. “So, Lunar told me to spy on you and see how you’re doing.”

Raising my eyebrow, I jolt my head back in shock. “What? She did?”

“Yeah, I was hoping you’d ask about her. She would have liked that. But I had to bring her up, so no points to you there, Danger.”

Slumping my shoulders, I wince. “Shit! Fuck! I didn’t bring her up because I didn’t want her to think I was snooping on her. But fuck, man, I want to know how she is. Is she okay?”

He tilts his head and purses his lips. “She’s… different… wearing different clothes and stuff. Something’s happening to her, not sure what it is, though. And she certainly isn’t giving herself to any of the brothers, which technically she should be now she isn’t Steel’s girl. Mad Dog could throw her out for that.”

“Mad Dog?” I ask.

“The President, he’s… interesting, but he’s also Steel’s old man. Something has shifted in Lunar, she’s been quieter, and it’s like she’s reflecting on something. I know you guys had a fight, I’m not entirely sure what about, but it was enough to shake her.”

Looking down to the ground, I flare my nostrils. “Can you tell her I’m thinking of her? I want to message her, but I’m giving her the space she needs. I’ve never been good with women, so I’m not sure if leaving her be was the right call now. I just want her to be okay and in a good place.”

He nods and half smiles. “It’s cool you care about her. Lunar’s a good chick, she deserves to be happy and I think she’s finally seeing that now.”

“Should I message her?”

He shakes his head. “No, I’ll go back and tell her we talked. Let her come to you. She scares easily, so if she needs time let her have it. But if she likes you, she’ll be back, and by the way she wanted me to check on you tonight I’m sure she will be.”

Nodding, I swallow hard and exhale. “Thanks! This is… all new to me. I’m used to being chased and hounded, not the one who’s having to wait.”

He smiles. “Well, Lunar is worth waiting for.”

I nod as he slaps my shoulder and walks off, leaving me at the side of the stage to ponder on those thoughts.

 

***

 

We’re back at the hotel and I’m struggling not to message Lunar, but I heed Techie’s advice. I don’t want to scare her off, so I leave it even though it’s Christmas Eve tomorrow and I really want to see her. I make my way to bed and try to catch up on some sleep I’ve been missing, but I doubt it will come easily tonight either.

 

***

 

I’m lost in a world where the music is somber, the notes drift through the air in dull grays and blacks. The smoke wafts through the sky making everything hard to see and I feel like I can’t breathe. A heavy, steady beat bangs in the distance and it startles me. The fog turns darker and everything fades into an endless black as the banging continues. Suddenly, my eyes flick open as my heart lurches into my throat and I gasp realizing I was asleep and someone’s knocking at my hotel door.

“Fuck,” I murmur and slide the crisp warm bed covers off me and lazily climb out of bed and slump over to the door to open it. Looking down, I notice I have slight morning wood, but I ignore it thinking it’s probably Ryan behind the door. I pull it open clenching my eyes shut as I let out an almighty yawn. Opening my eyes I look out the door—it’s not Ryan at all, but a gorgeous pink and yellow-haired beauty that I’ve been missing so much. It shocks me and I stumble slightly as I stare at her. She’s wearing less revealing clothes, but she still looks as stunning as ever. She looks down to my cock tenting in my briefs and smirks.

“Wow! And here’s me thinking you were telling me to stop being sexual. I show up and bam, boner town.”

Chuckling, I move my hands down to cover my crotch and shake my head. “Sorry, I just woke up, and for the record you could wear a sack and still send me to boner town.”

She smiles and slumps her body. “I’m sorry it took me so long to come and see you.”

I stand back and gesture for her to come in with my hand. She steps inside and I close the door behind her as we walk into the hotel room. “It’s fine. I was hard on you, I know that. I just want you to see your full potential.”

She nods and walks over to the sofa and sits down. “I know that… now. At the time I was… I don’t know… shocked, that anyone could see past the hair and tits. But you see me for me, and that scares me a little.”

Exhaling, I walk over and sit down beside her. “Lunar, I know you think the club has made you into some sort of sexual person and that’s the only person you can be… is all that you know, but you’ve proved that you can use your brain, too with the merch stall. I’m sure that if you really tried hard you could come up with even more ideas. Bigger, brighter ideas that you could work on and put your time into, rather than showing off your skin. Not that there’s anything wrong with that, I’m just saying there’s more to life than what you know.”

She nods. “I know, and you helped me to see that. Techie said you didn’t ask about me ‘cause you didn’t want me to think you were snooping on me.”

I wince. “I know, dick move. The first thing I should have asked Techie is how you were. I just didn’t—”

“Stop… you hardly know me, and yet you know me so well. When Techie said that, it was like everything clicked back into the right space, and I knew you were only trying to do right by me. You weren’t trying to be mean, you were trying to help, and avoiding you was me being silly. So that’s why I’m here… to apologize. I’m sorry for leaving and not talking it through with you.”

“I shouldn’t have been so blunt. I’m sorry too—”

“No, you should have been blunt, I needed to hear it. If you’ll have me, I’d like to come back and work on the merch stand?”

“I think I can handle that.” I lean in toward her, moving my hands down to her hips, grabbing her and lifting her up and over to straddle me. She squeals in response and giggles as she leans down pressing her lips to mine. My hand wraps around her pink hair in a tight fist. She rocks into my crotch reforming my morning wood as it presses against her pussy, and I groan into her mouth.

Our tongues collide as she grinds into my cock with her pussy. I groan into her mouth as her knee length dress flows over her thighs leaving just the fabric of her panties between her pussy and me.

Her fingers run through my hair as she tugs on it slightly, which only makes my cock harden even more. She knows I like it rough. Pulling back from the kiss, she sits up on me panting for breath as I gaze down to the seat next to me and see my guitar strap. It gives me an idea and I smirk.

Turning back to face her my hands run up her thighs grabbing the hem of her dress and I slide it up her body. Her arms lift up as she helps me take it off. This time, she’s wearing a bra, but I’m not disappointed as it’s completely see through with lace and she looks fucking stunning. Groaning slightly, I run my hand around her back unhooking the strap and the scrap of lace falls down into my lap. Quickly discarding it to the seat beside me, I look down to the thin barrier between us, a white lace thong, and I chew on my bottom lip as my cock aches so badly that I grind it up into her.

She whimpers, and I grab the side of it and pull it apart. She giggles shaking her head and shuffles so I can move the panties away from her and also slide my briefs down at the same time. She helps me with that, pulling them down to my knees behind her. It feels so good to have skin on skin with her, but I’m not done just yet. She moves her hands to my chest as she comes in to kiss me, and I grab her wrist and hold it tightly. She pauses looking at me through her lust filled eyes as I reach for the guitar strap and bring it over. She smirks raising her eyebrow and I grin wildly.

“Do you trust me?”

She nods, chewing on her bottom lip. She knows what I want, and puts her wrists out together.

I chuckle and shake my head. “Behind your back, Candy,” I instruct.

She opens her eyes like she’s surprised, but grins moving her arms behind her back. I shift to the side and tie the strap around her wrists. The way her shoulders are arched back forces her tits to poke forward and I grin widely as I come back in front of her and lean in taking her nipple in my mouth. She whimpers as I lick around her tightening bud, and then clamp down dragging it through my teeth with a pop. She pushes forward like she wants more, and I plan to give her so much more as she sits straddling me.

My mouth continues its assault on her tit, licking, nipping and sucking as my finger slides between us and makes contact with her clit. She’s already wet for me, and her juices make me as horny as fuck. All I want to do is slide my fucking cock inside of her tight cunt and feel her convulsing around me again, but I’ll take this slow and get her off first, then I’m going to fuck her until she screams.

Her head throws back as she pants for air. Her hips move back and forth on top of me causing a sweet friction on my cock. She’s slowly working me up too, and she doesn’t even know it. I press hard on her clit, circling it and occasionally pinching, not hard, just enough to make her jolt. Most women can’t stand that, but I know Lunar can, she likes the hard stuff. My tongue darts out and I circle the tip of my tongue ring around her nipple. It stiffens even harder and goosebumps ripple along her pinking flesh. The color of her skin is so delightful, especially when it flushes in a nice shade of pink like this, it lets me know she’s enjoying my touch. Her breathing is coming in quick deep pants, while she rocks into my fingers as I slide on her clit.

She whimpers, moaning, as she presses her tit back into my mouth. She tastes like heaven. My cock is so hard I want to explode as she starts to quiver. I know she’s close as she grinds into my finger. I move from licking and sucking to something more primal to get her over the edge, I sink my teeth into the side of her tit and she moans out loud as her whole body shakes and shudders. She calls out my name as she clenches her eyes shut riding out her orgasm. I have to admit I enjoy bringing her to this point with just my touch.

Her head falls back to the front as her body sags in delight. My head comes up as I move my hand from her clit and bring it up thrusting my hand into her hair and yanking her face in front of mine. Her lust filled eyes look at me down through her eyelashes and she smiles.

“Your orgasms are all mine,” I say, and she smiles and nods.

“All yours,” she simply whispers, then I crush my lips to hers.

I’m not sure what I mean by that.

I’m not claiming her like a biker would, I’m just merely saying I don’t want her to sleep with anyone else but me. This is not a relationship by any means, just a sex contract. I hope she understands that as my tongue claims hers.

My cock is aching as I move my free hand to her waist edging her up slightly. She takes the hint and shifts her weight allowing my cock to spring upward. She shuffles over the top of it and settles into place. My heart is hammering in my chest at the thought of fucking her again and I groan while she lowers her tight as fuck pussy down slowly onto my shaft. Her warm walls encase me completely as she smooths down, pressing on me entirely.

We both moan into each other’s mouths as we connect. Her hands tied behind her back stop her from touching me, and that heightens everything because I have all the control. My hand in her hair tightens and she whimpers into my mouth as we start to move together causing a sublime friction. She rides me, moving her hips in such a way that I don’t think I’ve experienced before. Lunar knows what she’s doing and the pressure on my cock is undeniably the best I’ve ever had. She’s a master at what she’s doing, working me up frantically. If she keeps rolling her hips that way, this is going to be over pretty damn fucking quickly. So I figure I need to speed things up for her before I’m completely too far gone. My free hand moves from her hip down between us to rotate on her clit. She gasps at the connection as I press on her breaking our kiss for a moment, before she slams her mouth back to mine.

She rides me, her hips moving in a perfect rhythm as I continue to rotate on her clit. My hand fists in her hair pulling it slightly. She whimpers, but not out in pain, more in delight as I thrust up into her.

My cock is throbbing, and pins and needles are running all the way down my spine. My legs feel numb as heat washes over me from my head to my toes. I clench my eyes tighter as flickers of light strobe behind my eyes and I know my climax is imminent, but I need to get Lunar off too.

Pressing firmer and circling on her clit, I start to make our movements faster. She flows along with me moaning and whimpering with every thrust, she’s right there with me as her body starts to shake. My balls tighten and draw up while my cock throbs as we shudder and tremble against each other. Her back arches forcing her hard nipples into me as an exhilarating charge runs all the way down my spine and straight into my balls.

She moans out loud, trembling and falling apart around me, her pussy contracting and spasming around my cock. That was all I needed, my balls pull up and the tingle roars into life as heat rushes over me. My muscles tense and my cock throbs as I blow my load so hard inside her I have to stop kissing and take in a deep breath to stop from passing out. Lunar’s body sags against mine as I fall back into the couch, her head flops onto my shoulder and I run my fingers gently through her hair. My other hand runs a soothing caress up her thigh as we both pant and come down from the remarkable high.

“Holy shit,” I murmur.

She giggles, slowly lifting herself back up and looks at me through tired and lazy eyes. “I’m so spent,” she says.

I smile reaching forward and around her back to undo the strap around her wrists. Her hands become free and she moves them straight to my chest steadying herself, then she pushes her nails into my pecs, not hard, just enough to turn me on slightly. My cock twitches inside her and she giggles.

“I like it when you tie me up.”

“Well, I can arrange that to happen more often.”

She smiles and nods, leaning in to kiss me again more gently this time. I kiss her back and something passes between us, some sort of jolt of electricity. I feel it, she feels it. It’s enough to make us both catch our breath, stop kissing and look at each other. As I gaze into her beautiful blue eyes, I see her, like really see her. She’s not just some beautiful babe that I’m fucking, she’s a beautiful person on the inside too, and I like her. She brings her hand up caressing the side of my face and I lean into her touch as she smiles at me.

“You really are something different, you know that?”

Raising my eyebrow, I purse my lips. “Good different, or bad different?”

“Definitely good. You’re what I’m used to, and yet so different. I can’t explain it.”

“I’m nothing like those bikers,” I say turning up my lip.

She smirks. “You’re a little bit like them, and yet nothing like them. That’s why I like you. You feel like home, and yet you feel like a holiday too. Does that even make sense?”

Chuckling, I shrug. “How ‘bout we keep the sentimental stuff away for today and go back to bed?”

“Agreed.”

Moving my hands to her ass, I grip on tight and stand from the couch. Still seated inside her, I walk us to the bed and finally pull her off me as I lay her down on the sheets. She smiles and rolls over so I can get in next to her, and I put out my arm so she can move in and cuddle into my side, right where I want her.