The crash of thunder woke me with a start.
My heart was beating rapidly along with the rain that was pelting the roof. The muffled sound of the occasional late night car swishing through water reminded me of where I was. Blinking blearily around the room, I could see the shapes of the members of the band and crew sprawled out across the couches and floor in a blissful, drugged state. The hotel suite was large, homey, and conservative, but only had one bed along the wall, with the large bedroom windows facing out to the highway. The band’s bus had broken down earlier the day before so we were here in the middle of nowhere.
Suddenly I realized I was using somebody’s thigh as a pillow and sat up. The band had decided to throw a little party in the suite and much drinking, singing, and god only knows what else had happened. I realized I had been resting my head on the lead bass guitar player’s leg. I remembered growing tired during the party and wanting to lay down to sleep, and he had kindly offered his lap. Had he stayed there the entire time? If so, why was he only in a T-shirt and boxers? Why was the rest of the band and crew in various states of undress? And why was I only wearing a blue silk kimono?
I looked into the finely featured face of the man I had been using as bedding and the long, dark gold hair spilling across the couch as he slept. I couldn’t remember the details. Just hazy images and flashes of intense and decadent activities. I got up and clutched the robe to my chest with a shiver and fluffed my hair out.
Standing at the bay window with the thunder peeling across the sky in low rumbles, I could see the storm was just settling overhead. Further towards the horizon, the moon hung full and low, casting it’s uniquely colored light through the windows and over my features. The shadows of the rain ran down my body in a frenzy of wild pattern. I kept staring out the window at this beauty, when I felt a pair of strong arms wrap around my waist. Startled, I turned to look at the handsome face of the bass player. His blue eyed gaze seemed relaxed, but holding...What? It's not the type of look you can describe, but it immediately awakens something within you that draws you closer to one another.
He pulled me to his lean chest, gently guiding my head to lean back against his shoulder. I obeyed his subtle command as he captured my mouth in his. Ohhh yes. It was getting clearer now, and my body was starting to remember. He took his hand and gently moved my soft blonde hair over to one shoulder and kissed me lightly on the back of my bare neck, sending shivers down my spine and awakening my body even more fully.
He nuzzled me gently as he raised a hand over the left side of my chest to feel my quickening heartbeat. Then he slid it down over my breast to cradle it in his hand and grazed the nipple with his calloused thumb, which instantly hardened. He wouldn’t let me turn around yet. He opened my robe and strummed his fingers over my body before guiding them between my thighs. He fingered me there in slow circles as he licked and nibbled on my ears. All the attention and the flash of lightening that erupted then suddenly made it impossible for me to stand on my legs any longer.
I whimpered a bit as my knees wobbled. He caught me before I could fall. Clutching me to his chest, I could feel his erection pressing hard against my thigh. He locked his gaze with mine and I shivered. The scent of his arousal was causing the blood to rush through my ears.
He lay me back on the floor in the block of light cast by the window and settled his hands on either side of my shoulders. I took a quick look back at the other people in the room, wondering if anyone was watching, but they all seemed to still be fast asleep. He pushed my head back with a gentle finger and pressed his lips against mine. They were thin, but warm and pliant, and soon I forgot about the company and was kissing him back eagerly. I fought the urge to giggle at the arousing little jolts of electricity that were firing down my arms and body as he settled on top of me.
My eyelids hooded in sexual euphoria as he sucked on my earlobe. I ran my fingers up his firm back over the cotton of the T-shirt he was wearing, hugging his warm and wirey frame to my body. I was throbbing between the legs now and my heart was beating wildly. Every move he made just excited me further, and as if responding to that, the rain began to pelt down harder.