Forgiving Gia (Rocker Series Book 2) (21 page)

“Fuck,” was all I got out before ducking into the vehicle. My eyes were still blinded by the flash-bulbs. “You okay, baby?” I asked her. My thoughts were always on her.

“I’m fine,” she said, looking to Cindy. “You okay, chick?”

Cindy nodded. I knew Cindy was leaving after Germany. Gia, wouldn’t have a girlfriend to lean on. I would be her only source of comfort. Which suited me fine. Jake lit a joint, blowing the smoke directly at me. Fuck. I squinted at him knowingly. He passed it to Ender, and he toked it deeply, half-choking.

“Want any?”
Cough
.
Cough
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Cough
. A plume of smoke surrounded us.

“I’m good,” I said. I was far from relaxed. My spine was straight and stiff. I wanted a hit for fuck sure. I only had my word to Gia at this point. And I’m not in the habit of disappointing my beauty. So fuck that shit. I pulled her deeper into my lap, smelling her shampoo. Hmm. That right there was heaven. Fucking heaven on earth.

“Stop bogarting the joint, Ender. Toke. Toke. Pass. There’s weed etiquette, you know?” Cindy explained with her hand extending mid-air. “Pass it, esse,” she insisted. I had to admit, she was a funny chick.

“Oh, now we’re sharing?” Ender asked, looking oddly at Woody.

“No, we’re not sharing. You’re sharing that joint is all. Get yer mind out of the gutter, you prick.” Woody grabbed the joint out from between Ender’s lips. Ender’s mouth hanging open without the joint had us all gasping for air. We laughed. And then rehashed it again, laughing harder.

“Toke. Toke. Pass,” Jake spit out between heaving breaths, repeating Cindy’s words.

“Oh, get the fuck over it, Jake. Sheesh. Like it’s the first time you heard of that?” Gia poked him in the gut, causing him to spit out his beer.

The girls were great. It really felt like family for the first time since I could recall. That was saying something, too. I was usually high as a motherfucker. So more than likely, I’d miss the whole conversation as I thought about my next hit. Sigh. Life on the road was hard. Life on the road for a druggie…even harder.

“Honey, why are you calling me so late,” I sang. Everyone stopped. Woody counted the beats on his pant legs with his sticks.

“It’s kinda hard to talk right now,” Jake and Ender answered in harmony.

“Honey, why you crying? Is everything okay?” I sang. Gia’s eyes glistened with moisture.

“I gotta whisper ‘cause I can’t be too loud,” Jake and Ender sang the next part.

“Well, my girl’s in the next room…” Gia elbowed me—hard.

“Fuck that shit! Your girl’s right fucking here.” She grabbed my balls and pulled. “Feel her?” Her voice was low. Her eyes were pinning me to the back of the seat.

“Fuck me, baby. I want to feel her.” Ender leaned over to see where Gia’s hand was.

Woody blocked him with this boot. I high-fived Wood for that distraction.

“Careful, baby girl,” I said, my cock hardening beneath her hand. I pulled her, taking her mouth dangerously hard. I bit her lip. “I’m a bit of a motherfucking sadist. Or did you forget that.”

She released quickly. I knew she didn’t want to be embarrassed. Not that I’d take her in front of everyone…that’d never happen. However, her little display of Domme shot through my system like a heady drug. She was a potent drug for me. MINE…

Commando radioed to pull into the underground parking garage. The vultures were already poised and blocking the entrance of the hotel for close-ups.

“Fuckin’ maggots. Cuntin’ fuckin’ maggots,” Woody roared, looking out the window. “I thought we left Paris so we’d not have this fuckin’ problem? So where’s the motherfuckin’ leak, Abel? Your old man’s on it, right?” His body shook in fury.

Fuck. I was pissed, too. Everyone looked to me like I had some knowledge I wasn’t sharing. That wasn’t the fuckin’ case.

“What? Like I fucking know something you don’t? This is fucking bullshit,” I agreed with Woody. Jake was just looking out the window silently. And stoned, no doubt. Ender was texting.

“Who the fuck are you texting?” I asked suspiciously.

He looked up, pissed I just called him out. “What business is it of yours? Just mind the babe on your lap and stop sticking your nose where it doesn’t belong.” His voice was filled with anger. Oh, the prick was going to start this shit. I removed Beauty from my lap, seating her next to me, and leaned in his direction.

“Got a problem with me asking, motherfucker?” I cracked my knuckles. “You sure you want to do this here?” I asked, ready to fuck him up. I had it with his mouth.

“Listen, this has all gotten us fucking amped up. Let’s not do this.” Jake’s voice held its usual diplomacy. I nodded and sat back against the seat.

“I need to get the fuck outta this car.” My comment had gotten some amen’s.

The car came to a stop in front of a secure underground elevator. No doubt the entrance celebs or dignitaries used. The hotel’s security surrounded the limo. Call me fucked up, but it had my old man written all over it. He was big with security. Couple that with his only son who’s an international rock-star and obsessive whore of an ex…and this is the result. Overly secure.

The door opened and a big man-hand reached in for Gia. “I don’t think so, motherfucker.” I batted his hand away, taking my girl’s hand myself. “You doing security detail?” I asked the big motherfucker. He nodded. “She. Is. Mine. Do not touch what’s mine. In fact, don’t even look at her.” I stepped up so we were face to face. Fuck this German prick with his big hands.

“Here we go,” Ender murmured.

I turned around, eyeing him. Woody laughed.

“Motherfucker, I’m Gia. Nice to meet you, and thank you all for taking care of us. This is caveman, he’s the lead singer. Yeah, hard to believe. But it’s true. He’s a possessive, broody man. I’d steer clear.” She shook his hand and winked at me. “Okay, enough with the awkward stare-down’s let’s go in, yes?” she asked.

I was so pissed. And yet, an evil little grin donned my face, which made her squeal. She knew she was in trouble.

Ender had his phone up, recording Gia’s introduction. “That right there was fucking priceless.” He laughed.

Woody tipped his head for us to follow security to the lobby. Sigh. This girl was going to be the death of me. Swear to fuck. Her sassy mouth had just landed her in a world of trouble, too. Not the first time. And I suspect, not the last…

Dave gave out our room keys. Couldn’t be fast enough for me. I swiped that shit right from his hand and hit the elevator button like the caveman I am. I grabbed my girl’s hand, yanking her to my side.

“Control yourself. Damn,” Gia scolded, giving me her version of the evil eye. It only got my dick harder. She followed my hand as I adjusted myself.

“Caveman’s in da house,” Cindy sang out. She and Woody laughed. “Someone’s in trouble for having a mouth.” She and Woody pointed at Gia with their index fingers.

“Am not?” Her nervous voice looked up at me through her full lashes, trying to confirm their suspicions.

I nodded. No smile on my face. Only the promise of a red ass to come.

“What? Why am I in trouble? I was helping. Right?” She looked to Cindy, who all of a sudden busied herself with Woody’s tatted knuckles. Good girl. At least she knew her place. “Hello, am I addressing the living?” she continued to pursue help from the other two. Woody started whistling an old Irish tune.

Ding
. The elevator door opened to let Woody and Cindy out. “Later, Wood.” He saluted me and the doors closed. My eyes were back on Gia. Gia’s eyes scanned the floor. I decided to let the awkward silence continue as my fingers skimmed the top of her shoulders.

“So…” she asked, eyes still downward. I waited.

Bending to her ear, I whispered, “I’ve got something for that fresh mouth of yours.” I hit the stop button on the elevator. Gia turned around horrified.

“Are you kidding me? Here? There’s cameras.” She pointed to the corner of the elevator.

“Give me your panties. Now.”

She rolled her eyes as she removed them from beneath her tiny skirt. She balled them up and roughly handed them to me. I turned, flipping the camera off while placing her panties over it.

“Now, on your knees, Beauty.” I pushed her head down until her knees were on the floor.

“I’m going. I’m going,” she huffed, shaking her head. “We’re going to get arrested. Just wait. And I’m going to laugh right in your face.” She shook her head. Cute. She was so cute when she was mad.

“Use your mouth, baby. No words. I’ve heard enough of your words for now.” Her eyes were brimming with rage until I pulled the dragon out of my zipper. Her tongue darted out to wet her bottom lip. Yeah, my girl was hungry, and I was about to feed her the dragon.

He eyes were downward as I held my cock in hand and smacked her face with it good and hard. A moan escaped her lips. “Eyes on me, baby girl, and open wide.” Her eyes snapped up. My eyes slowly perused her bunched up skirt riding high on her thighs. Ummhmm. I’d bet on my fucking life she was dripping. “Spit on my cock. Let me hear it, Beauty.” She tried to take my cock down, forcing herself to gag. What a little cheater. “No, I mean spit on my cock, not choke yourself.” I pulled out of her mouth.

“You actually want me to spit…Sir? Really spit?” she asked, embarrassed at the thought. This would be a perfect lesson in manners for her.

“Yes,” I answered, once again stepping forward and letting the Prince Albert rest on her lip. “Spit, now,” I said.

A beautiful flush blossomed across her face and neck. Perfect. She sucked her cheeks in, gathering her saliva, then opened and spit on the head of my cock. She looked up. Her dimples peeked out of her smile. Little bitch. My nasty little bitch. Hmm. I leaned over Gia to hit the elevator button. It sprang to life. “Now make me come before we get to our floor.” Her eyes squinted angrily.

“That’s only…” I put my index finger over my lips.

“Shhh, you’ve got work to do.” I pointed to my watch winking. Her response was hummed over the taut skin of my cock. “Fuck…Beauty.” She worked me just the way I liked it. One hand squeezed my balls while the other corkscrewed me in hard, winding motions.

“Dig your fucking nails into my balls, baby. Do it,” I demanded. Yeah, I was a sick fuck. But her hot, wet mouth was made for sucking my cock perfectly. My thoughts were bordering illegal for what I wanted to do to her in that elevator. When Albert hit the back of her throat and her hand tightened around my shaft, I couldn’t help but thrust forward, deeper into her mouth. Her nails dug deep into my ball-sack. “Fuuuck. Beauty.” The pain and the sight of her choking down all the rings of my ladder…damn, she was a twisted site of perversion. I pulled my nipple piercing, stretching until it burned while watching the tears run down her cheeks.

“Who do you belong to?” I asked, panting out the words.

“Ummmm,” was all the response I received. Good enough. The bonus hummed me into a sweet ass orgasm. I nutted in her mouth. It was fast for me. However, she was getting fucking proficient at it. Her eyes were glued to me. I wanted to come again as she greedily drank down all I gave her. Her eyes blurred with tears, my hips still rocking into her mouth, giving her every last drop, her legs shaking. I took my cock out of her mouth and pulled her off the floor, taking her mouth hard. Ummm, I hummed into her mouth. I was ravenous for her. My tongue was desperate. I ate away any breath she tried for. My mouth fully opened to her. My heart had always been hers…

I dusted her off, righting her clothes before my own. She put the dragon away and zipped me with a wink. Fuck, I was in trouble with her. She knew she turned me inside out.

Ding
. The elevator sounded and we stepped off onto our floor. The suite door was opened. Jazz flowed from the door. What. In. The. Fuck?

“Hi, darling.” My mother’s voice welcomed us as we stepped into the suite. Fuck me sideways….

“Hi darling.” Abel’s mother waved with a cocktail in hand. Ummm. I needed one for this conversation.

“Hi.” I waved, going in.

He moved in front of me. Ugh. I peeked around his muscled stomach.

“Hi, darling? What are you doing here, Mother?” he asked, peeved.

She smiled warmly, winking at me. I smiled back. Holy fuck. Look at this suite. The accommodations just get better and better. Everything floor to ceiling was white, ultra she-she modern.