We arrive at the hotel and Oliver has booked the band, himself, and me into the Penthouse Suite. As we walk in my eyes widen—the place is massive. The main open area is a living room with a giant couch, a sparkling black grand piano and a bar area. To the right is a kitchen and then off to the left are some rooms, which I’m assuming are the bedrooms and bathrooms. The windows are floor to ceiling and show the view of the city skyline perfectly, letting the bright blue day shine through the window. It’s amazing and I can only imagine the night time view from up here, I’m sure it’s going to be breathtaking. The city lights below, the starry sky above—yep, that’s going to be incredible.

“Okay everyone, the hotel manager said there’s five bedrooms and there is seven of us staying in here. Obviously Danger and Lunar will share a room, so that still leaves us one bedroom short,” Oliver says.

“Tillie and I can share a room,” Ryan offers, and I glance at him with a smile.

“Right that settles that then. Let’s get our rooms set up then shall we?” Oliver declares, and everyone looks at Ryan and me with sly smirks, but no one says anything as we grab our luggage and all head off to claim our rooms.

Ryan and I grab the last room at the end of the hall. The large king sized bed sits in the middle of the floor with its pristine white sheets and duvet. There’s a small two-seater loveseat and an en-suite off to the left. To the right is a massive floor to ceiling window which looks out in the opposite direction of the living room. It’s a beautiful room, no doubt about it. I move to the window and look down below to the city street that seems so tiny from this high up. Ryan moves in behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist and nuzzling his nose into my neck.

“Well, now I get to have you all to myself.”

He lifts his head pulling back and turns me to face him while raising his eyebrow. “What’s wrong?”

I exhale swallowing hard. “What are we?”

Ryan cracks his neck to the side. “I thought this talk was coming.”

I crease my brows together. The words of my sister have started to eat at me a little. The thought of Ryan being loose with women is weighing on my mind. “I just need to know if we’re exclusive.”

He leans his forehead against mine. “Yeah baby, we’re exclusive. We have been from the moment you stepped into the boardroom back in LA.”

“Okay, so does this mean…” I pause wanting to choose my words carefully.

“You’re my girlfriend, Tillie, and I want everyone to know it. Especially you!”

I can’t help the massive smile that sweeps across my face as I lunge forward and crash my lips to his. There’s no controlling my body as my hands reach out ripping his shirt apart. His buttons pop off in quick succession and he chuckles into my mouth, shuffling out of his shirt.

Ryan backs me up against the window as I pull the shirt off his muscular arms and it cascades to the floor. His stomach is rippling with tension as his body presses against me. My hands run up and down his biceps as he makes quick work of the buttons on my blouse, he’s more careful with mine than I was with his. All the while our tongues strive for each other’s, making sure to dance in endless rhythm as we frantically make out.

He grinds his fully hard cock into my abdomen which causes me to moan into his mouth. I need him, even more than ever knowing he thinks of me now as his girlfriend. We’re officially official, and that makes me so excited right now I could burst.

My heart is galloping as he finally finishes with the last button and pulls my shirt open with a deep throaty growl. My shirt flies off and onto the floor leaving me in a white lace bra—the type that he likes. His hand glides up my stomach and straight around my back wasting no time in unhooking the strap. It falls to the floor freeing my pebbled nipples.

His mouth leaves mine, trailing hard kisses down my throat and past my collarbone, taking my nipple in his teeth and dragging on it roughly. My head falls back against the window in a groan as he sucks on the nipple hard. My hands run through his hair tugging and pulling with slight force letting him know I’m wanting this just as much as he is. His tongue circles around my nipple and then runs down my stomach trailing a blazing hot inferno inside of me.

My body is trembling as his fingers reach my skirt and he tucks his fingers inside the waistband and tugs it down with my panties in one swoop. I drag my bottom lip into my mouth as he kisses my knee and trails upward then he kneels. The sight of him kneeling before me shirtless sends my body into meltdown.

As his fingers run up the insides of my thighs tickling and teasing me, his eyes look up at me hooded and filled with such intense lust I almost burst on the spot.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous when you’re naked and open to me, Tillie. Spread your legs, baby,” he instructs.

I do as he asks with him in between them kneeling on the floor. My chest is heaving from the sexual tension flowing through the room, and even though technically he hasn’t touched me yet I’m soaking wet with want and anticipation.

My arms move back and spread wide holding onto the windowsill. I’m glad we’re high up so that no one can see through the window because I’m completely naked and pushed up against it. But I don’t care right now. All I care about is that Ryan’s moving up between my legs, with that look in his eyes that says he’s going to devour every inch of me, and I’m going to love every fucking minute of it.

I can’t wait.

His hands run up my thighs, and I try to calm my rapid breathing.

“Keep your eyes on mine, Tillie. I want you to see what I do to you, and what you do to me. Okay?”

I nod as he leans in kissing my thigh tenderly. The warmth of the kiss sends a tingle straight up my thigh and to my pussy making it throb with need. My clit aches with desire and every part of me is tingling for him. His kisses trail further and further up my thigh. Slowly, slowly and closer and closer to where I want him.

My chest heaves and my muscles clench as his lips inch further toward my center. My teeth bear down on my bottom lip as I writhe against the window in anticipation of his lips meeting my pussy. He kisses higher and higher, getting right to the top of my thigh, then he moves. My chest moves frantically with my breathing as his lips finally reach the destination I need them.

His tongue flicks out and teases my clit and I gasp as my head falls back against the window with a moan. He circles on my clit as his hands gently massage my thighs working me up completely. He knows exactly how to get me to where I need to be.

One of his hands moves in slightly, and his fingers slide to my opening caressing and teasing me as my hips start to move against his mouth. He glides a finger inside, working me, his finger and tongue running me up to a new height. The pleasure increases and warmth fills me.

Ryan knows exactly what he’s doing, he knows my body so well, and as he presses all the right spots my body reacts. My hands move from supporting myself on the windowsill, to running through his hair and tugging. He circles harder with his tongue and moves his finger in just the right way to make me moan out, probably a little too loudly for a penthouse that’s shared with others.

He moves on me making me flush so intensely hot I start to gasp. My body quivers and shakes as I close my eyes shut. A wave of ecstasy flows over me and I cry out loud. Beads of sweat form on my temple while I shudder and moan in pleasure, coming hard against his mouth. He grips onto my legs as they tremble and begin to waver. He pulls his finger from inside me and stands up just in time to catch me as I stumble into his arms. He chuckles and turns us throwing me onto the bed beneath him as we bounce on the mattress.

“I knew you’d fall for me,” he says swiping his mouth with his forearm then leaning in and kissing me passionately.

The salty taste on his tongue freaks me out a little, but I don’t care that I taste myself, I’m kissing Ryan and he’s right I have fallen for him and I’ve fallen hard. He pulls his mouth from mine and gives me that smile that makes me melt.

“I had no chance, I was always going to fall for you,” I say.

He brings his hand up and swipes a stray piece of hair from my face. “You’re beautiful, have I told you that?”

I swallow hard. “Not in so many words.”

He leans in rubbing his nose against mine. “Well, you are. Stunning in fact. I’m a fucking lucky fucker that’s for sure.”

“Well, how ‘bout we get those pants off and make this lucky fucker even luckier, hey?”

“How did I ever live before you came along?” he asks taking his pants off, letting his massive erection spring free.

“That, I do not want to know.”

He leans back over me on the bed, seating himself between my legs. Looking down at me, his gaze full of nothing but adoration, he smiles as his warm body hovers over mine.

“Tillie.”

“Mmm?”

“I’m gonna make love to my girlfriend, okay?”

My heart skips a beat, actually skips a beat, as I squeeze my teeth down on my lips and nod.

His hand comes up caressing my cheek as he leans down kissing me softly. Passionately. Full of adoration and need. There’s nothing hurried in the kiss. There’s nothing forced or aggressive, it’s tender, gentle and absolutely… perfect.

Ryan grinds his erection into me making my legs naturally part wider so he can angle himself in between. I move my legs up either side of his waist and wrap them around his back so he can improve the angle as he slowly eases his tip toward my entrance. Our tongues dance and move together perfectly as he slowly edges inside of me.

We gasp against each other, both panting for breath feeling like the connection between us this time is stronger than normal. This isn’t just chemistry, this isn’t just fucking, and we’re not denying our feelings anymore. We are really into each other and that’s not disputed any longer. There’s no denying our chemistry, we have it in gallons but now there’s a deeper connection too. And as he moves inside of me joined together for the first time as girlfriend and boyfriend the bond is undeniable. The strength we hold together is powerful and united, we are a powerhouse. Together we are unbreakable.

We move together slowly, working into a rhythm as we kiss passionately and tenderly. We haven’t made love before. I’ve enjoyed every time I’ve had sex with Ryan, but this is different, not better or worse, just the connection feels more intense. We’re definitely on the right path, and I’m more than happy with this path we’re traveling together. His hand slides up taking mine in his as he laces our fingers together by the side of my head. Our bodies striving together for perfect bliss as we pant and moan.

Being with Ryan is easy. Making love to him effortless. Letting him into my heart seems like the logical next step.

He moves inside me working me to the precipice of where I need to be. He moves in, rotates slightly and pulls back then repeats. His method slow and steady and his movements feel amazing. His tongue runs with mine, and as my body starts to flame with an insatiable heat, our bodies slicken with a fine mist of wetness. My skin litters in goosebumps, I tremble and my eyes shut feeling that emotion take me over.

Lights begin to glitter behind my closed eyes as my nails grip into Ryan’s back. He groans into my mouth as he starts to stiffen. I know we’re both right on the edge at the same time. My body trembles as his muscles clench. My pussy tightens and I moan. His body hardens as he thrusts up rigidly inside me, and I explode as my body cascades into spasms around him.

He groans into my mouth and we both explode at the same time coming together holding hands and kissing each other like there’s no tomorrow. Our eyes are locked onto each other as we fall together. He stops kissing me so we can catch our breaths, but our foreheads remain together and our eyes focused on each other.

“Tillie… I…”

My hand comes up and I caress his face as he smiles at me.

“I know. It was amazing.”

He leans in and kisses me before closing his eyes and resting his head in the crevice of my neck.

My fingers run up and down his back. We have a connection, of that I’m sure. Now where we go to from here—it can only be up.

 

***

 

The roar of the crowd echoes through the stadium while the bass vibrates through me. My mood is high as I sway to the energy of the hypnotic song, the rhythm and melody flowing through me like a torrent of emotions. The fast beat, the heavy percussion, the electric buzz, all making for an exhilarating performance. Recoil sure know how to rock, and knowing them all personally only makes this so much more enthralling.

I glance up to the stage to see Ryan plucking at his guitar, the electric sounds send waves of elation tingling over my skin. It prickles my senses forcing the hairs on my arms to stand on end. The energy in the room buzzes around me, the music so loud it ignites a fire inside me—a love for music I didn’t know I had until I met Ryan.

Watching his fingers delicately dancing on the strings, I swallow hard as my thighs clench together. Something about the way he moves with his instrument is turning me on. The manner in which his fingers stroke so effortlessly on the strings reminds me of the way his fingers feel on me, the way he touches me. My clit starts to throb in time with the beat, and my nipples harden as I watch Ryan make love to his guitar, wishing like anything he was playing me instead.

“It’s such a turn on isn’t it?” Lunar shouts at me over the music, breaking me from my trance.

I jump slightly and turn to face her breathing quickly. “Sorry, what?”

“Watching the guys perform. Makes your knickers wet, right?” she asks with a knowing smirk.

“Yeah, definitely. I’ve seen them perform before sure, but in a live stadium like this, I don’t know, there’s just something about it that’s… that’s—”

“Clit tingling?” she answers for me.

I laugh and she nods emphatically. “Yes, exactly.”

“I love watching them live,” Lunar admits.

“Shit, I was so caught in the moment I almost forgot.” I pull out my cell as they finish the song and bring up their Facebook page to begin streaming live just as they start another song. The crowd erupts into a flurry of appreciation.

Lunar stands next to me, but we both say nothing so our voices don’t carry over onto the video as we watch the live comments roll in. Hundreds and hundreds of people commenting one after the other, I can hardly keep track reading them they’re coming in so fast. I glance at Lunar and she’s grinning wide, so wide I can practically see the pride oozing from her pores.

The comments are great, mainly praise, and are from a variety of people. But one person keeps popping up quite often, and all of her comments are focused on Ryan. Mainly on how the camera needs to get closer and focus on him more. I can’t help but think whoever this person is, obviously has a mega crush on Ryan. It’s cute, but also a little weird the way she’s so persistent. She sends another comment about how Ryan is the most handsome guy alive and I point to it showing Lunar. She giggles shaking her head as we continue to watch the feed.

More comments roll in, and more from the girl. Her username is Hunter’s Girl, which is weird seeing as Ryan’s last name is Hunter.

 

Hunter’s Girl: I love Ryan, he looks so amazing on stage and he loves me, I just know it!

 

I furrow my brows and point to it as it quickly scrolls down the line. Lunar creases her eyebrows and shakes her head mouthing ‘wacko’ and I nod rubbing my temple slightly.

 

Hunter’s Girl: We’re going to meet one day and he’s already in love with me for sure! We will get married and have an amazing life together, you’ll see! This WILL happen!

 

I scrunch up my brows again shaking my head as I take in a deep breath watching as another comment comes quickly after.

 

Hunter’s Girl: His flesh will mold with mine. We will forever be entwined with each other, not just spiritually but physically and in every way. We are one both body and soul, to be joined for all eternity. I will link him to me permanently. Ryan, you are mine.

 

Lunar can’t hold back her scoff, and I wince slightly while the song ends and I shake my head. I figure this is a little too weird and people on the feed don’t need to see messages like that, it needs to stop. So I end the feed considering the song has ended anyway, and make sure the video has stopped as the guys start another song. Lunar turns to me as I exhale.

“What the fuck was that?” I ask, and Lunar shakes her head.

“Fucking hell, that chick was an A-grade freak show.”

“I know, thank God the song ended, or I would’ve had to stop the video mid-song. The rest of the viewers wouldn’t have liked that.”

Lunar sighs. “Do you think we need to tell Oliver?”

“Yes, and Declan. It’s probably nothing, but you can’t be too cautious. Now the guys are getting bigger the freaks will get weirder. That’s for sure.”

“You stay and watch, I’ll go find Oliver and Declan,” Lunar says turning and rushing off before I have a chance to say anything further.

Taking a deep breath, I wonder whether I should tell Ryan about his crazed fan or whether it’s safer for him to be in the dark about such crazy shit.