Groupie Games [Rockstar Romance 18+]

Chapter 6

I'm startled awake by a pinch to the arm. "Ow! What the hell's wrong with you?"

"Just getting you back for last night," Sasha says, holding a giant cup of coffee over my head.

"Fuck, that really hurt," I say, rubbing my arm. "What did you wake me up for?"

She sits down on the bed next to me. "I'm dying for you to tell Kellan that you're game for his tour."

I wipe the crust from my eyes and lean over to steal a sip of her coffee.

"Ugh, you reek like cum, weed and just all sorts of nastiness," she states, moving further away.

The memories of last night flash into my mind. "Oh yeah...that drummer guy shot his load all over me. He was fucking fantastic."

"Lovely." She shakes her head. She's heard so many of my stories and experienced many of her own interesting times that nothing really phases either us anymore.

"How am I going to have experiences like that if I'm shacked up with Kellan? He's not going to want that. And I'm sure word would get out if I start sleeping with everyone on his tour. You know guys talk about that shit too."

She nods. "Well, maybe he'll be enough to satisfy you. Give the guy some credit, you have screwed him what, like five or six times now over the past couple years? You must be going back for something."

"I'm not letting a guy control me," I respond. "Not again. Not ever."

"Just call him."

I groan and stare at my phone. "I'll call him after I shower off Gabe from my body."

"Alright, fill me in later," Sasha says.

I take off my panties and tank top once she leaves my room and wrap myself in a towel. Walking to the bathroom, I get a glance at myself in the hall mirror. I look like dead rolled over – my sweat-soaked hair is stuck to the side of my face, my makeup is smeared all over my eyes, and dried cum covers my body in splotchy patches.

I turn on the shower and wait for it to get scorching hot. I step in and immediately soap off all the crusted stickiness, watching the suds swirl down the drain. Grabbing my shampoo, I work a lather into my long hair and close my eyes, daydreaming of the possible scenarios of what could happen on tour. Damn, I'd love to have both of them at the same time. I'm sure that would never happen, but getting pounded by Jax while sucking off Kellan would fulfill all my fantasies.

I instinctively rub my clit under the stream of water that runs over my body as I imagine Jax's cock slamming into me from behind as I hold onto Kellan's shoulders for support. His tongue swirling through my mouth as his hands massage my breasts.

I lean against the shower wall and quicken the pace, running my digits quickly and forcefully over my nub as I think about the imaginary threesome. The steam clears my nose and throat as I breathe in deep, succumbing to my climax. Damn, I wish I had someone to fuck right now.

I jump out of the shower and wrap the towel around my wet body, racing back to my room to video chat Kellan. I click on his name and feel a slight twinge of nerves from the anticipation.

"Hi!" I say, a little too cheery as he picks up.

"Hey, baby." His eyes widen once he notices I'm not wearing any clothes. I let the towel slip down a little so he can see my cleavage. "Oh damn, you look smoking hot. You just get out of the shower?"

I nod.

He taps his forehead with his finger. "I'm saving this in my memory for later."

"Go ahead...I just played with myself in the shower thinking of you...and I came."

His face flushes. "Holy hell. You amaze me every time we talk. And I'm glad I could do that for you, babe."

"I'm glad too."

"So, is that all you wanted to tell me? That you used me up in your spank bank?"

"Haha. Well, no...I wanted to tell you that I think it would be fun to join you in Atlanta. So yes, count me in. I'll see you in a few weeks."

"Good, you made the right decision. I can't wait to see you."

"You too."

"Okay, I gotta get going to set up for tonight's show. Talk to you later."

I blow him a kiss through the screen. "Bye."