Holy smokes: (the new girl series)

16

After Morgan and Kaceys wedding I went on tour again. This time it wasn't Morgan's, it was Baileys.
As I sat backstage the bright spotlights danced around the room landing on me occasionally.

As Bailey hyped himself up in the corner I took a couple pictures of the stage. I popped my head out of the curtain to see the crowd waving and cheering.

Bailey ran over to where I was putting his earpiece in and fixing his mic pack. "Good luck" I say standing from my chair and reaching for his slightly shaking hand.

"You ok?" I ask. He squeezed my hand. "Just pre show nerves, that's all" He adds. "Don't be nervous, you'll do great like always" I assure.

He leaned down and kissed me softly, pulling away slowly as our hands lingered together. "Love you" He mumbled, his hand slowly dropped from mine as he ran on stage.

I watched him proudly dancing along to some of the songs until he finished. He ended up taking his shirt off and throwing it in the crowd somewhere.

A ping of jealousy was sent through me so I walked to the dressing room. After Bailey came off stage he stepped in the dressing room. "What's wrong?" He asks.

"You, taking your shirt off, I didn't like it" I mention. "Oh really? And why is that?" He teases. "That's for me to see, not the whole world" I add.

"I'll make it up to you, except not only my shirt will come off" he said with a smirk. I laughed at his remark and shook my head. "Not until we make it to the hotel" I explain.

"Well we better go quick, because I can't wait" he laughed packing his bag way faster than usual. I packed my stuff as slow as I could just to annoy him.

"Cmon! Hurry!" He said in frustration. "Just... one... more... second...." I teased moving as if I was in slow motion.
Bailey scoffed and packed my bag for me and grabbed my hand.

"Cya Bailey!" Chris shouted, Bailey waved as he drug me behind him. As we made it to his truck he fiddled with the key trying to go as fast as possible.

"If you drive stupid you might not get anything" I add. He started to slow down as we pulled into the hotel.
I unbuckled my seatbelt in no hurry whatsoever.

I walked into the hotel and sat my things down. Bailey rushed to put his things away and grabbed my waist.
He pulled me close to me and kissed me deeply.

"Your so beautiful" he mumbled. His hands roamed around my back tracing the curve of my spine. My hand's tangled in his hair and I kissed him harder.

His hands messed with the hem of my T-shirt and he looked at me for permission. I nodded and he slipped my shirt over my head.

The rest of our clothes followed. He stood back for a second admiring me I guess, before turning back and grabbing me again.

His touch was gentle but demanding as he pushed me closer to the bed. "Can I?" He asks. I nodded as he placed kisses down my chest to my stomach.

I latched onto the sheets as he moved lower. I gasped at the overwhelming sensation. Bailey was enjoying it way to much.

I thought I'd had enough until he backed off and leaned over me. "I need you" he adds. "Then take me" I mumbled.

He moved his hand towards my shoulder and looked up in my eyes. I flinched as he moved into me.
After a couple minutes we broke apart attempting to catch out breath.