Mika's Note: Was going to save this for tomorrow, but it's the last chapter with just the epilogue left. So, why not? :) I had titled this one Kerosene for obvious reasons. Warning needed for this one: Poor Blake finally gets lucky. LOL So, that'd mean what? Sex? YEAH!
“Cookie,” Blake whispered in her ear. She was leading them back to the hotel room he’d been given for the next few days, courtesy of the SMA and the casino.
Shivering from the heat of his breath on her bare skin, she shot him a quick glance. “No, two more minutes. I can see the elevators from here.” If I could only take you home with me instead of back to some damn hotel…
“Please,” he breathed.
Biting her lip, she fought the urge to do as he asked. “No, Cowboy, this ain’t backwoods Podunk. The police frown on having sex in the hallways here in the city. Even more so on the casino floor.”
He glared at her for a moment, and then the look softened. “You’re right. I just can’t wait two more minutes.”
Grinning, she responded lightly, “Well, you’re just gonna have to.”
Growling in frustration, he leaned in and bit her shoulder. “Okay, but you’re gonna pay.”
“I can only hope,” she thought as she slid her keycard into the elevator’s door.
~*~
“Open, open, open,” he chanted internally as he paced before the elevator door.
“Great performance tonight. I never get tired of hearing that song.” With a ding, the elevator opened and Blake drug her inside.
“Close, close, close,” he thought at the elevator doors. “No!” he screamed silently as an older couple approached the doors as they started to slide closed. Pressing his finger against the Close Door button, he mouthed an insincere ‘Sorry’ at the couple through the slit in the doors.
Ali gave him a look. “Now, that wasn’t very nice!” she mock scolded.
“I don’t care.” He cut off her protest with his mouth against hers. Blake backed her up against the rear of the elevator and tugged on her shirt, freeing it from her jeans. “I told you I couldn’t wait two more minutes,” he mumbled against her neck. His hands found her backside and pulled her against him.
A small groan of anticipation escaped her mouth at the combined sensations of his lips on her neck, his hands on her ass, and his hard cock pressed against her thigh. The elevator couldn’t reach her floor fast enough.
Mercifully, the elevator reached its destination and opened its doors. Ali extricated herself from Blake’s embrace and led him toward his room down the hall.
~*~
Blake almost allowed her to close the room door before grabbing hold of her again and kissing her deeply. Ali relieved him of his silly hat and ran both hands through his thick, dark curls, reminding her of the day they’d met and how he’d had the sexiest hat hair.
His hands caressed her back and wandered down past her waist. Cupping a cheek in each hand, he pulled her against him, causing her to rise to her tiptoes and deepen the kiss. He reached further down and grasped the inside of her thighs, lifting her off the ground and into his arms. A small, excited sound came from her as she wrapped her legs around his waist. One arm slipped around his neck and the other curled around his back.
“Hey Cowboy, wanna get lucky?”
“Do you even need to ask?” he breathed, teeth nipping at an ear.
Placing on knee on the bed, he eased her onto her back. Deft fingers quickly unbuttoned her blouse and exposed tanned flesh. Blake teased and tempted with light kisses down her neck and across her breasts. Sliding his tongue under the lace, he coaxed yet another happy sound out of her. Grinning his broad smile, he gently popped open the front clasp of her black bra, freeing her breasts.
With a sigh of relief, he nuzzled his face against her bare skin. “I have been waiting too long to get this close to you,” he mumbled, lips tickling her exposed flesh. Blake took one nipple into his mouth and gently teased it with his teeth and tongue. Ali settled back against the bed and let him enjoy his moment. She drug her nails up the length of his neck and into his hair. He shivered with the touch and took as much of her into his mouth as he could.
“Blake…” Her phone rang. She shifted her weight in an attempt to sit up and answer it.
“Don’t you even dare,” he threatened, pushing her back down onto the bed. “You are not going anywhere for a long, long time.”
“Promises, promises, Cowboy.”
Growling, he bit into the side of her neck, eliciting a squeal out of Ali. “That wasn’t very soldier-like, was it?” He chuckled and bit her again, causing her to arch her body into his. “Ah, good heavens, that’s more like it.”
Blake pulled at the button on her jeans, and tugged on the zip, revealing her firm, tanned belly to his anxious fingers. He slid his tongue into her belly button causing her to squirm wonderfully beneath him. Groaning, he reached his arms behind her and pulled her into a sitting position. Kissing her deeply, he pushed her shirt and bra off her shoulders, letting them fall free. Tossing her clothes out of the way, they fell backwards onto the bed.
Ali moaned as his lips caressed her nipples, left then right then back again. His light nips made her squirm. She wrapped her fingers in his hair, pulling lightly. He released her nipple and attacked her mouth again. The rough kisses only made her crazier. And by the need shining in his eyes, they weren’t helping him any either.
“I need you,” he whispered against her mouth.
She slid her fingers up his taut stomach and across his chest, detouring to brush across his nipples. “So, what are ya waiting for?”
He blessed her with that infamous, blinding smile before kissing her lightly on the lips. “Just waiting for you, love.” He sat up long enough to remove his shirt, and then eased back down, pressing his now-bare chest against hers. “Mmm… just as soft as I’d hoped.”
Laughing, she slipped her tongue into his mouth while reaching for his belt buckle. “Do you make love with your boots on?”
“Um, no…”
Well then, get rid of ‘em so I can get you naked.”
“Yes Ma’am!”
Ali laughed giddily as he stood on one foot and wrestled his boots off, one by one. Setting them aside, he tugged hers off as well, placing them beside his. “See how nice they look together?” he asked her.
“Suuurre…”
“You’re no fun!” he teased.
“Oh, I’m sure you’ll change your mind on that soon enough.”
“I hope to have reason.”
“Well then,” she teased back, reaching again for his belt buckle. Getting it undone, she quickly popped the button and slid down the zipper. She pushed him onto his back and straddled his waist.
Leaning forward, bare breasts brushing against his skin, she placed a chaste kiss on his lips. Blake traced the curve of her hips with his hands, stopping at the waistband of her undone jeans. When she leaned forward to kiss him again, he pulled quickly, exposing her backside to the hotel room.
“That was sneaky,” she mumbled, kissing him.
“No, it was desperation.” He flipped her onto her back and pulled her jeans the rest of the way off. Grinning like a sixteen-year-old on his first date, he tossed them to the floor and pinned her to the bed. “And now you’re gonna pay for making me wait so long.”
Slowly, he slid his hand along the inside of her thigh, slowing when he felt the heat of her desire. Kissing her gently, he pressed his fingers against her, easing inside. Ali gasped at the hoped-for touch, spreading her legs as much as she could while he was still over her. Moving himself to one side, he opened her up farther and found her clit. While working his fingers against it, he felt her get hotter, and wetter, almost immediately.
Moving his fingers in slow circles, watching her move to his rhythm, he positioned himself between her legs, sliding his tongue in below his roving fingers. Blake gasped at the way her body tightened as he entered her for the first time. He flicked her clit with the tip of his tongue and she screamed. His cock reacted happily to her enthusiasm.
Ali worked her fingers into his curls. Gasping with pleasure as his fingers and tongue switched spots; she moved her hips to meet his thrusting hand. Blake moaned against her body, moving his fingers and tongue against her until she pressed herself against his face, gripping his hair tightly. She rocked her hips against his hand, moving her clit against his tongue. He reveled in her orgasm when it hit, licking her dampness from his lips and fingers.
Breathing heavily, he positioned himself over her, looking down. “Boy, that was easy.”
“It’s been awhile, Cowboy,” she smiled and reached out to him. “And there’s something to be said for technique too.”
A faint blush colored his cheeks as he grinned down at her. “Well, ya know, I’ve never had any complaints…”
“You’re gonna get one in about 2 seconds if you don’t get your jeans off and get back over here.”
The grin turned to a leer and Blake quickly rolled off her. Pushing his jeans down and kicking them off frantically, he fumbled and nearly fell off the bed before he got them off. Disgustedly, he threw them to the floor.
Blake crawled over to his lover, kissed her deeply, tongue lingering in her mouth. Gently forcing her backwards once more, he regained his place above her. Bending down, he took her mouth with his, pulling gently on her bottom lip. She could feel the tip of his straining cock brushing against her belly; it was damp, sticky and leaving a trail on her stomach.
Ali reached up and took him in her hand. Blake groaned with the caress. She stroked him lightly, with the barest of touches, amazed that he could get any harder than he already was. He dipped his hips and moved with her, arms shaking with the need building inside him.
“Baby, stop… or…” his breath caught in his throat. She’d slid her hand along the length of his cock and squeezed at the base. Seeing the distress on his face, she let her fingers trail across his balls; they tightened in response.
“What. Did. I. Tell. You?” he growled through gritted teeth. Seeing the devilish look on her face, he bared his teeth. “So, that’s how ya wanna play then?” He loved the sparkle in her eyes, but tonight the playfulness was driving him to the edge. “Kiss me.”
“But of course,” she replied, eagerly. Enjoying the game and his intense reactions to her. She closed her eyes and let him have his fun.
The moment her lips touched his, he took one wrist and moved it above her head. Ali pressed her body closer against his, and kissed him harder. Smiling into the kiss, he moved her free wrist above her and grasped them both with one hand. Her eyes flew open and she glared at him. It was his turn to let his eyes sparkle mischievously. “I want you. Now. And you’re not gonna stop me.”
“Oh no?”
“Nope.”
“Allyson?”
“Huh?” They said together, stunned. Blake released her wrists and looked at the door, almost expecting it to break open at any time.
“Are you in there? I know this is your room.”
“Bazooka?” Blake wasn’t in the mood for this.
“Yeah?”
“This is my room.”
“Oh, sorry.” He thought for a moment and asked, “But is Ali in there?”
Ali had had it. “Bazooka!”
“Hey, you are in there! Can I come in, I need to talk to you.”
“Is the hotel on fire?”
“Um, no.”
“Then get the hell out of here.”
“But Caleb and Stone…”
“Blake? Do you carry a gun with you on tour?” She winked at his surprised face.
“Um, yeah. Actually three or four.”
“Good. Hear that Bubble Gum Brain?”
“Um, I’ll tell them I couldn’t find you.”
“Good boy.”
Chuckling, Blake kissed her cheek. “So, where were we?”
“Last I remember, you said you were gonna have me and I couldn’t stop you.”
“Mmm…” he murmured, nipping at her neck. “That’s right.” Taking his cock in his hand, he nudged her legs apart. Despite her words, she opened up for him, giving him a ‘hurry the heck up’ look as well. Taking the hint, he took a deep breath and entered her.
He plunged his tongue into her mouth as he pushed his erection into her body. Ali twined both hands in his curls, raising her hips to meet his. She gasped as their bodies met, feeling like she was drowning in his passion. Blake too, was barely holding his head above water, letting the waves of pleasure bury him completely.
“Ali, baby,” he whispered between kisses. “I’ve waited so long.”
Biting his bottom lip, rocking her body against his, she just smiled. “And good things come to those who wait, right?”
“Wrong. I’ve waited too long and now I’m gonna explode. And too soon.” He pounded his hardness into her, forehead to forehead, breathing hard, stealing kisses as fast as he could, his hands squeezing her backside, pulling her towards him. She lifted her hips, giving him better access, allowing him to thrust harder and get deeper than before. Ali couldn’t pull her gaze from his. Like he said, they’d waited too long. And now they were both going to combust.
Laughing a throaty laugh full of promise, she kissed him deeply, reveling in the feel of his cock slipping between her thighs, the sight of his eyes losing focus, and the intensity of his orgasm as he came, hard, throwing his head forward, and gasping for breath.
He collapsed on top of her, desperately trying to slow his racing heart. “Oh my…”
She giggled. “Mmm… oh my is right.” Ali kissed his shoulder and wrapped her arms around his broad chest. “And I’m going to have Cowboy-sized hand-shaped bruises on my ass for the next week to prove it.”
Blake laughed that all-American-male laugh that made her insides tighten with desire. “Well then, we’ll have to make sure you have a matching set then, once Round Two starts.”
“I think I like the sound of that.” Grinning like a schoolgirl, she met his kiss halfway. Their lips had barely touched when there was an insistent pounding at her door.
“Allyson, um, the hotel still isn’t on fire, but if you don’t show yourself soon, um, I think Caleb and Bryan are gonna beat this door down.”
“Crap. I…”
Blake kissed her gently. “I know. I don’t like it, but I know.” He kissed her again and pushed up into a sitting position. “I don’t want to be the reason you get into trouble.”
“Too late, Cowboy. You’re already the reason.”
He grinned that sexy grin so laden with promise. “Well then, I don’t wanna be the reason for any more trouble.”
“Deal. Now let me up.”
He moved off of her legs and watched her dress and then disappear through the door. Sighing, he laid back down, inhaling the scent of their sex on the sheets. Cuddling her pillow against his chest, he wished to all that was holy that they could find a way to make this work.
If only…
Swallowing the thought before it could be spoken, he drug himself out of bed and into the shower. Rinsing, drying and dressing as quickly as possible, he let himself out and wondered, “What next?”
The ring of his cell phone answered that question for him.
“Yeah?”
“Mr. Matson, this is Caleb.”
“Yes sir, what can I do for you?”
“I think you and your fellow musicians are safe for now. We would like you to meet us down in the convention area of the hotel. We have a temporary command center set up down here and would like to debrief you.”
Blake could hear some giggling in the background and smiled, thinking of how Ali’d react to a comment like that. Been there, done that, got the T-shirt.
“Excuse me one moment,” Caleb covered the mouthpiece with his hand and yelled a muffled, “Shana, that is not what I meant and you know it!” He huffed angrily and returned to the phone. “Do you need directions, Mr. Matson or are you familiar with this hotel?”
Blake grinned, understanding immediately why Ali and Shana were so close. They were just alike, it seemed. “No, no that’s okay.” He was trying to hold back the laughter and failing miserably. “I think I can find my way.”
“Good. See you in ten.”
The line went dead and Blake shook his head. “At least I might get a chance to say goodbye now.” He hoped. Desperately.
