Outlaw Women

Playing With Fire

Ashlyn’s POV:
After that burning makeout session that Brantley and I had, I desperately needed some time alone to clear my head and to calm my raging hormones. My lips still burned from his blistering kisses and my core still throbbed, begging for me to cave and give into the need. But no matter how much I thought I needed this time to cool down,  the gods seemed to think otherwise. I had been hiding out in Luke’s dressing room while he was on stage when Nicole came barrelling in, tears pooling in her eyes but the biggest smile I had ever seen was plastered on her face. It was unlike her to not be just off stage and watching her man put on a show. So whatever it was that she obviously was about to burst to tell, it had to be huge. 

“I’m pregnant.” said Nicole, the tears she had been barely holding back pooling down her face just as the door closed behind her.

“Oh my god.” I said excitedly as I stood from the couch, my own dilemma forgotten for the time being. Walking over to her, I pulled her into a hug and held her tight. A few weeks ago, Luke and Nicole had come forth and shared their story about their struggle with PCOS to which the fans had been extremely supportive of. It had been just what Luke had needed to do publicity wise after his social media feud with country rapper, Ryan Upchurch. Not that they had come forward because they wanted to help their image, but it surely didn't hurt them in any way. “How far along?”

“Doctor said 8 weeks.” she said, pulling back and wiping her nose with the back of her hand in a very unladylike fashion.    

“So that means you were pregnant when you and Luke did that interview about PCOS. The fans are going to eat his up Nicole.” I replied excitedly. “I’m so happy for you and Luke. If there is a more loving couple out there that deserves this, I want to meet them. You two have literally been through hell and the fact that y'all are getting to experience something that y'all thought was never going to happen is truly a miracle.” 

“Thanks Ash,” said Nicole. “I never knew that someone that I haven't even met yet could mean so much to me.”

“I can only imagine what you are feeling. Does Luke know yet?”

“No. He knows that I had an appointment but he thinks it was just for another round of shots and blood work. I was planning on telling him tonight as he came off stage.” said Nicole.

“If that's what you want, let me know if there is anything that we can do. I’m assuming you want to sit on this news for a little while before we worry about leaking it?” I asked.

“Absolutely. I’m thinking we keep it a secret at least until we know the gender. The country doesn't need to know everything as soon as it happens. I just want to enjoy this with Luke for a little while.” said Nicole. “Then again, it will be kind of hard to hide the further along I get.”

“Fine by me. You know my lips are sealed until you say otherwise.” I said giving her one more hug before turning and walking to the door. “I do think that we will have to go on a girls shopping trip and get you some clothes that are going to hide that little bump for as long as we can. Sound like a plan to you?”

“Heck yes! You know I’m always up for shopping.” said Nicole smiling. Looking at her now, I don't know how I had ever missed the glow that people always say that pregnant women have because Nicole was positively radiant.

“Well figure out when we have the time and go from there. Now, let me walk you back to the front. I can't wait to see the smile on the big guy's face when you tell him.” 

***

I was leaning against one of the guitar cases watching Luke perform when I held hands land on my hips and a hard body pressed against my back. I knew immediately who it was. There was only one man that could set my skin on fire with a simple touch.

“What do you think you're doing?” I said as I turned my head over my shoulder and looked at him, my blue eyes locking with his green. 

“Was kinda hoping we could get back to what we were doing back there before you ran like a scalded cat.” whispered Brantley as she leaned close to my ear and pulled the lobe between his teeth. Lord help me, I was a goner when it comes to this man.

“You have a show in” I said, glancing down at my phone to check the time “15 minutes. Didn't we already have this discussion about me needing someone who could last more than five damn minutes?”

“We did. And I think I told you that I could make you scream my name all night long too.” said Brantley. His fingers on my hips dug in as she pulled me back against him. I could feel the evidence of his arousal pressing against the curve of my ass. Involuntarily, I felt my hips grind into the hard length of him. AS sI did, he growled. At the sound, I felt my inside heat. “You’re playing with fire sweetheart. And I can promise you, I’m more than willing to toss gasoline on the fire between us and see just how hot hot things can get.” 

“So we both can get burned?” I asked, putting my biggest fear into words. I tried to pull away from him, but his fingers dug into my hips a little harder, making me stay right where I was standing.  

“But what if we don't?” said Brantley, his lips once again next to my ear. “What if we both like the heat between us so much that we are willing to risk getting hurt?”

“Brantley-”

“Shh Ash. I’m not saying we have to put any labels on anything. I’m just saying that if we both have needs and I think it's pretty obvious that we are wanting the same thing right now. Why not scratch each other's itch?” said Brantley. 

“So like friends with benefits then?” I asked.

“If that's what you want to label it as, then that's fine with me. Just know that you are the one that labeled us as that. Not me.” said Brantley. “But just so you know, if we do this thing, I will not share you with another man. Anytime you feel like you need to be fucked, you come to me and I will do the same.”

“If you're not sharing then neither am I.” I said, my tone daring him to challenge me.

“That's a given sweetheart. I’m a one woman man, no matter what the label is on my relationship with the woman.”

“Good to know.” I replied. 

“Now that that's all settled, stay and watch the show. I want you waiting for me when I get off that stage tonight.” said Brantley as one of his hands trialed around to my stomach and rested on the bare skin that was exposed by my crop top. “And after tonight’s show, you and me are headed back to my bus to test the shocks while I see just how loud I can make you scream. How does that sound?”

“S-Sounds like a g-good idea.” I stuttered as the hand that had been rested on my stomach slid north under my shirt. His long callused fingers left goosebumps in their wake. But when his fingers pinched my hardened nipple, I couldn't have contained the moan that bubbled out if I had wanted to. I arched my back, thrusting my breast further into his hands. I didn't care that we were standing side stage. I didn't care that anyone who walked by would know just what we were doing. All that mattered at the moment was the feel of Brantley’s hands on me and the promise that tonight would hold. 

Brantley pinched a little harder and rolled the hardened bud between his fingers causing my head to fall back on my shoulders and my mouth to fly open in ecstasy as my ass grinding harder into his cock. . The combination of his hands on my body, the fact that people could very well be watching, and the need that I had been fighting all these months to have another round with him was hedonistic. I could feel the dampness between my legs building. I could feel my spine tingling, telling me that my release wasn't far off. Brantley must have known it too because next thing I knew, his mouth was on my neck and his teeth were biting into the tender flesh. The climax that I had felt building shot thought me with a force that was unlike anything I had ever experienced before. Brantley had not even touched my most intimate parts yet he had just made me come. Holy fuck!

“Until later sweetheart.” Said Brantley, stepping away from me and leaving me standing there in shattered pieces after his actions. Since my brain wasn’t firing on all cylinders, one of my snarky comebacks did come out of my mouth. In fact, I was so shattered for what he had just done to me, all I could manage was a simple nod yes. Giving me his panty melting smile, I watched as he sauntered off to get ready for his show.