Blush (6 page)

WHEN WE GET to the venue the next day, Lucy starts
fidgeting. I can already see she's starting to freak out and it's
only eleven in the morning. She's got a good eight hours before the
show starts. Hell.

“Luce,“ I say as she sits down at the table
with her breakfast bar and coffee.

“Yeah, babe.“

She looks at me, her expression one of
nervousness.

“You doing alright?“

“Yeah, I'm good.“

“You look a little… anxious.“

She blows out a breath and flops her head on
her forearms on the table. “I feel like I need to throw up. Jesse,
oh my God,“ she mumbles.

I reach over and grab her hand, lacing my
fingers with hers. “Baby.“

“Unh.“

I smile. Ben and Ethan pause their
Call of
Duty
deathmatch and look over with grins.

I stand up and pull her up from where she's
sitting. She stands, all pouty and distraught. I pull her into a
hug and rest my cheek on top of her head. She lets out a sigh. I
wish I could make this easier for her but it's something she has to
get through on her own. She'll get up on stage and be nervous as
fuck like everyone else who gets up there. It'll get easier and
she'll become less and less nervous but that never goes away.

Ethan and Ben resume their game but not
before Ethan tells me, “Go fuck her brains out, man. She'll forget
for a while.“

I grin. I'm always up for fucking my wife. I
lift her under her armpits and she wraps her legs around my
waist.

“Want me to fuck you, baby?“

She bites her lip, her eyes glazing over with
desire. She wiggles her hips, rubbing her pussy against me.

“I'm taking that as a yes,“ I say and head
back toward the bathroom. The volume on the TV goes up—way up and I
laugh. Lucy just shakes her head as I shut the door.

I set her down and strip her bare.

“Not wasting any time are ya?“ she
teases.

“Fuck no. Turn around gorgeous,“ I coax and
she does as I ask.

“On your knees,“ I demand. Her brow arches
but I see the flush of her arousal spike. My wife likes being told
what to do sexually and I'm going to enjoy every second of it. I
drop a folded towel to the floor and Lucy kneels on it.

I pull out my already hardening cock and
stroke it. She licks her lips and reaches for me.

“No.“

“No?“ she asks.

“Not until I tell you. No touching me.“

“You're hot when you take control,“ she
purrs.

I smirk and wink as I stroke my cock.

“Touch my balls, baby. Just your
fingertips.“

I continue to jack myself off and when she
touches me as I tell her to, a bead of precum forms on the tip. Her
gaze zeroes in on it and I'm tempted to let her lick it off, but
she'll get the upper hand if I let her do that. Hell, I'll want in
her mouth and let her do what she wants. That can't happen. Not
yet.

I use my thumb and rub the precum around the
head of my cock and continue to fist myself.

“Do you want to suck my dick, Lucy?“

She nods, biting her lip.

“That's good. I want to fuck your mouth. I'm
going to take it how I want and you're going to let me.“

She nods again.

I put a hand behind her head and pull her
closer, positioning my cock at her mouth.

“Lick, just lick.“ When she does, her hot
little tongue touches the slit in the head of my dick. My woman
goes for broke. Always. I close my eyes and groan.

“Suck the head, Luce.“ Her lips close around
my cock and sweet heaven. She swirls her tongue and sucks. I can
tell she wants to do more, to touch me, to take me deeper but my
hand is there, still pumping, and I'm getting closer to the brink.
I want to come in her greedy little mouth, give her what she wants,
knowing it'll bring her to that edge of coming, too, so when I push
my cock into her waiting and wanting pussy, she'll be so close that
a few thrusts will get her to come.

“No hands,“ I warn, moving my hand back
toward the base, “but you can take me deeper baby and you can touch
my balls anyway you want.“ She pounces, immediately her hand cups
my balls and I grunt. When she leans forward, taking my cock deeper
into her mouth, then pulling back before taking me deeper again, I
groan long and loud. Jesus she's incredible. It's watching her take
me that makes it so good. She enjoys it. I mean
really
enjoys it. Knowing my woman enjoys giving this to me and watching
my cock disappear into my wife's mouth, I'm on edge.

“Baby,“ I groan and thread a hand through her
hair, pulling a bit and feeling her answering moan around my cock
has my hips bucking forward. “I need to come.“

She puts one hand on my hip and the other
continues to fondle my balls as she takes my cock deep. I thread my
other hand through her hair and start fucking her mouth in earnest.
She doesn't balk. She doesn't try not to gag. She doesn't hide a
single thing as I pull her hair and her head forward and back, her
eyes watering, her nostrils flaring as she breathes through her
nose, her eyes closing when I push past the resistance of her
throat and when she swallows I start to come.

“Fuuuuck, Lucy,“ I grunt. “I didn't want to
come yet,“ I moan, thrusting a few more times, pumping my cum down
the back of her throat.

I'm panting when she opens her eyes. I slowly
pull her head back, my cock still semi-hard when it falls from her
mouth.

“Up, baby.“ I help her. “Hands on the sink,
feet apart.“

She does as I ask. I fill a cup with water
and hand it to her. She gargles and spits then drinks before
resuming her position.

I fist my cock and smack her ass. She starts
and looks at me, eyes wide. I know she likes it, it gets her wet so
fucking fast and I want her to come hard and fast. I dip my fingers
between her thighs from behind and her pussy is soaked.

“Damn. Always so hot and wet for me.“

“Mmm,“ she moans when I slide two fingers
deep into her, her walls greedily clamping on.

“You're close to coming already. I want you
to come on my cock, Lucy. Don't come on my fingers,“ I warn.

She nods and moans again when I slide my cock
between her ass cheeks, thrusting against her body. I position
myself at her the opening of her wet pussy and she widens her
stance, arching her back and thrusting her ass out at me. I want to
groan but I bite it back. She has no idea just how fucking sexy she
is. I could come again right now, just watching her, just feeling
her around my fingers.

I push inside her slowly, her breath hitches
and her eyes close.

“No.“

Her eyes open and meet mine in the mirror
over the sink.

“Eyes open. I want to see you and I want you
to see me.“

Her breath catches when I'm fully seated
inside her and she shudders.

“Can you come right now, Lucy? Do you think
you can get yourself off just like this?“ I question.

“I don't know but now I'm curious to find
out,“ she smirks.
Challenge accepted
is what that smirk
tells me.

Her pussy squeezes my cock and I groan.
“Jesus. You feel so fucking good. I will never, ever get tired of
your body and how it makes me feel when we fuck.“

She pushes her ass back further against me,
her walls clenching and unclenching. I rotate my hips and she
moans, her head tips back.

“You need more,“ I tell her and thrust fast
and deep into her, my balls bouncing off of her clit and she
gasps.

“Oh yes, yes, Jesse,“ she moans. “God, that's
it right there.“

I hit the spot deep inside her that gets her
wetter, her juices wetting my cock. I look down to see it
glistening and son of a bitch if I don't have to come again.

“Fuuuuck, Lucy,“ I thrust faster. I reach
between us and wet my fingers, then reach around her to rub her
clit. Three circles and she comes and holy shit does she come.

She squeezes my cock so fucking tight it
almost hurts as I keep thrusting and fingering her clit. I pound
harder into her, her pussy convulsing all around my cock.

“Hot, wet heat, so tight. You feel
infuckingcredible. I'm going to have to come again. God damn it, I
don't want to come yet, but holy fuck,“ I growl as it catches me
off guard. Cum, hot, so hot, shoots out of the tip of my dick and
into her waiting pussy. Her walls still squeezing me, clenching as
I let go, just let it come and come out in rushes into her, into my
wife, into the love of my life.

She's close again, I can tell as she thrusts
back hard against me and I'm not going to come more than she does.
I just don't work that way. I reach down and rub her clit as I let
her slam back against me. I circle my hips and hold deep inside her
as she pushes back hard, so god damn hard. I feel like I'm part of
her, I'm so deep.

“Jesse,“ she whispers as she focuses her gaze
on me.

“I love you, Luce.“

“Ahhh,“ she cries out, her head tipping back.
So close. “Come for me,“ I command as I circle her clit, adjusting
to just the right pressure, and when she pants hard and lets go, I
smile.

“There you go, baby. Come all over my dick.
Let me feel you.“ And good Christ, does she let go. “Shit, Lucy,
did you just…“

She keeps coming, her eyes rolling back in
her head and god damn, if that isn't the sexiest fucking thing
ever. She's having one hell of an orgasm and Jesus she's gushing
all over the place. She's never done that before, not like this,
and I'd be lying if I said it wasn't hot as hell.

“Jesse,“ she pants out when the pleasure
eases off. “What the hell was that?“ she asks, wide-eyed.

“I think you just had the equivalent of a
male orgasm,“ I tell her with a wide grin.

“No. Really? I never… wow. We should look
that up and see how I can do that again,“ she tells me and I throw
my head back and laugh.

“Hell yeah, we should. That was the sexiest
fucking thing I've ever seen, and feeling your cum gush over my
cock,“ I shake my head.

“Yeah? It's not weird, is it?“ she asks.

“Hell no. It's hot as hell. You've been
giving me a lot of firsts Luce and they've all been perfect and
amazing.“

She smiles and it's huge.

“Want to know something?“ she asks.

It's going to be naughty, I can tell from the
gleam in her eye.

“Always,“ I tell her, gently pulling out and
turning on the shower. I turn her around. “Tell me.“

“You bring me so much pleasure when we have
sex, fuck, make love—sometimes, like now, I feel as if I'm going to
pass out. My vision goes black around the edges and my body just
vibrates and pulses,“ she blushes a little as she confesses.

“Yeah?“

She nods.

“I'll tell you something. Everything we do,
sexually and non, is better than anything I've ever felt or had
before. I love that you're my wife, Lucy.“

“Oh, Jesse,“ she whispers, tears filling her
eyes. “I love being your wife. I love that you're my
husband
,“ she says with a wide grin. “Your whores are going
to be so pissed.“

“Likely already are.“

She throws back her head and laughs, then
does a little victory dance.

“I win!“ she shouts.

“Sounded like it to me!“ Jace shouts from the
other room and I laugh out loud. God damn thin walls of the tour
bus.

“Hell yeah!“ she responds.

“Get it, girl,“ Jace shouts.

“Oh, I've already got it,“ she says with a
wink and steps under the warm water of the shower.

“Yeah, yeah you do,“ I tell her. She's had me
all along, she just didn't start believing it until now. I'll get
her to believe it completely sooner rather than later.

With that, I start singing, “Just a small
town girl, living in a lonely world,“ as I step under the
spray.

Lucy answers with, “She took the midnight
train going anywhere.“

Don't Stop Believing.
Never stop.

“You don’t stop having
fun because you get old,
you get old because you stop having fun.“

—UNKNOWN

AFTER A SHOWER to wash off the smell of the amazing
sex my husband and I just had, I throw on a pair of skinny jeans
and a Blush fitted tee. I put in the every-day product Spenser gave
me and leave my hair to air dry. Spenser and the girls are going to
be styling it for me later anyway. For the show. Blush's first
concert. My nerves are frayed. I'm a wreck.

I step out of the bathroom and the guys are
still playing
Call of Duty
. Ben looks over.

“Feel any better now that my brother fucked
you stupid?“

I laugh. “I did but then I started thinking
again.“

“Now why would you want to go and do
something like that?“ Ben asks.

“I wish I could shut it off. But we've got
sound check in ten minutes. Where I'm going to see the empty venue.
With all the seating. All. The. Seating. For. All. The. Fans,“ I
gasp.