Benny Everhart, a 35-year-old musician, and her four childhood friends-turned-bandmates all hail from Maine, brought together by their shared love for music and the dream of achieving fame. Discovered by talent scout Jenny Graywood from Columbia Rec...
"I don't know if I'll ever erase that mental picture," Ariana chuckles, snuggling up to me in my bed on the tour bus. We both burst into laughter. Earlier, as we entered Ariana's trailer, we unexpectedly stumbled upon Fallon and Courtney fucking. It was definitely an image we weren't quite prepared to witness together.
"Well, I guess they found each other," I chuckled. Ariana sighed, "Yeah, that's true. I know Fallon won't hurt her. They deserve happiness," she said.
I squeezed Ariana tighter, and she climbed on top of me, raising my eyebrow in surprise. "Oh, stop," she laughed. "I just want to lay on top of you instead," Ariana said, cuddling as she settled on top of me. I wrapped my arms around her waist, gently rubbing her back.
Lying there, feeling her weight on top of me, she was light as a feather, yet she felt so right in my arms. Ariana felt like she belonged there, and it was all so scary for me. I had never felt this way about any girl before. Past relationships never seemed to work out.
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"Hey, what's on your mind?" Ariana asked, turning her head and resting her chin on my chest. I gazed down at her beautiful brown doe eyes and couldn't help but think, 'She's so beautiful.'
"Nothing much," I lied.
Ariana just looked at me intently. "Benny, I can tell you're thinking about something," she said softly.
I chuckled nervously and took a deep breath. "You just feel so perfect, Ari," I admitted, meeting her gaze with a smile.
Taking another breath, I continued, "This just feels so right, being with you like this, and it's kind of scary to me."
Ariana glanced at me with a grin, reaching out to touch my face and pressing her lips against mine. The flavor of her kiss remains eternally captivating, growing sweeter with each embrace. A soft moan escapes her as she whispers, "God, Benny, I love your lips," followed by a playful giggle. "I was just thinking the same," I respond, flashing a smile back at her.
As Ariana smiles and takes a deep breath, she confesses, "Benny, I feel the same way. I've always found you attractive and incredible. I never imagined I'd have a chance with you, but being here with you feels right to me too."
I smiled as I heard her words. Reaching for her face, I pulled her closer to me. "I want this, Ariana. I want you. But I want us to take it slow. I don't want the world knowing just yet. Is that okay with you?" I asked.
"Yes, and yes, Benny. I'm definitely okay with all of this. I want to focus on us, get to know each other, and just enjoy our time together," she replied.
We both smiled at each other and kissed again. As our kiss deepened, we both moaned into each other's mouths. I felt Ariana move and straddle my hips, causing me to instinctively thrust into her. Ariana moaned, "Fuck, Benny," running her hands through my hair. We paused our kissing, locking eyes. Ariana leaned up, still straddling my waist, and stared at me, her hands slipping under my shirt, tracing her nails over my abs. She began to roll her hips against me, and I couldn't help but grab her waist, squeezing her hips. A smile spread across her face as she continued to move against me, eliciting another moan from me.
