Chapter Four - Backstage Temptation

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I watched from my place backstage as Josh, Matt, Mike, and Ian took hands and bowed.  The final notes of No Place Like Home still rang through my ears, along with the enthusiastic shrieks of their audience.  My own voice filled the air as the four of them bowed and exited.  Josh walked straight over to me and smiled, "So, what did you think?" He was glistening with sweat and his hair was sticking to his face, heat was practically radiating from his body; and it was sexy as hell.

"That was awesome!" I cried. "Best concert ever!"

He laughed and scooped me up into his arms, spinning me around in a gigantic hug.

"Thanks Lucy!" He said, as he placed me on my feet again.  It was then that I realized the rest of the people backstage had disappeared.  It was just Josh and me.  Alone.  And he was so unbelieveable sexy in those bright red skinny jeans... I looked up at him for a moment, biting on my lower lip, unsure whether or not it was too soon to kiss him.

Suddenly, his lips were crashing down on me and he was backing me up against the wall.  His hands were on either side of my head and he ground his body into mine, making me ache for so much more.  I tangled my hands within his hair and pulled hard to deepen the kiss.  Time seemed to stand still, and all that mattered was the feeling of his lips upon mine.

His hands began to travel down my body, dipping into the back pockets of my jeans and pulling me flush against his body.  I could feel him hard against my stomach and gasped as heat began to build between my thighs.  I had never wanted someone as badly in my life.

Suddenly, the backstage door opened. "Uh, Josh?"

We sprang apart and looked towards the voice.  It was Matt, awkward as ever, standing in the doorway with his hands in his pockets.

"Matt, what the fuck do you want?" Josh asked, his breathing still hadn't quite returned to noraml.

"Uh, sorry, man... I just wanted to know if you were coming to dinner with us."

"No," he said.

"Okay..." Matt left without another word.

It was silent for a moment, and I reached up to fix my hair, waiting for him to say something.

Finally, he looked at me and smiled, "So, how 'bout that drink?"

"Lead the way, Ramsay," I said with a laugh. 

He reached out and took my hand before leading me out of the building.

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