What He Needs

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•Abel•
After watching Callum and Nava go over Outside I spent a few hours setting things up for tomorrow nights concert here at the MTS Center.

During that time I tried very hard to stay focused on what I needed to do like sound check, making sure the equipment worked, playing Call Of Duty with Lamar, Cash and Travis.

Of course none of it seemed to be able to distract me from Nava.

I found myself staring at her number wondering what she was doing, if she was thinking about me like I'm thinking about her. It got to a point I said fuck it, I want to see her.

I'm not pretending to want her anymore. I don't just want to fuck her, I want her all to myself now and I don't know when I started feeling this way.

I excused myself from Call Of Duty and made my way to her dressing room, I didn't know if she'd be in there or if she had made her way back to the hotel. I never asked her to stay after her rehearsal. I do know Callum left.

That's how me dry humping her in her dressing room happened.

I have her pinned against a wall as I feel all over her body like I haven't touched it before. I don't know why she makes me feel like a horny teenager but she does and I love it.

When I came in here she and Lacy were talking about something, I didn't pay much attention to what it was. I asked Lacy to give us a moment then I locked the door once she was gone. I didn't want to be disturbed.

Nava didn't say anything, she watched me approach her and stood when I took her hand to pull her into my arms.

"I tried very hard to wait to do this tonight" I admitted letting her hair down. She smiled that smile that told me she had been thinking about me.

Taking her chin I kissed her and she kissed me back with a passion I've never felt before. She wrapped her arms around my neck pressing her body against mine, I wanted to groan so badly but I held it.

I don't understand why she's the first girl I've wanted to take my time with since I became famous and I'll admit it's a weird feeling.

Forcing myself to just feel her body and her growing need for me then stop once she's reached her breaking point every night is hard. I've resorted to relieving my pent up frustration myself. But it's something I'm beginning to love, giving her pleasure before myself.

Against the wall, I push my fingers in her hair as I kiss down her neck. I love her hair, it's so curly and thick and soft. I hear her gasp my name as I nip at her ear making me harder than I already am.

I go under her shirt to feel her breast through her bra, her nipples are hard for me. I don't know what they feel like without it and I'm trying to keep it that way for a couple more weeks.

She's breathing hard sinking her nails into my shoulder while I pull her leg up to my waist so she can wrap it around me.

Fuck, I want her.

"Sleep with me tonight" I breathe into her neck.

I hear her hum and I pull back to see her face, "That's not a no"

"It's not a yes either" she bites her lip.

I let her go then, it's hard talking to her when I'm touching her. "So what is it?"

A sigh she goes to sit down criss crossing her legs, "I don't know, I mean Callum is kind of mad at me right now"

I shrug not seeing her point, "So what?"

"Soo, I kind of think we should calm down a little bit"

I sit beside her not liking that idea, "We're not doing anything though and even if we were why do we need Cal's permission?"