Triad

Chapter Two

A very sweaty Kade sat down next to me as our cramped tour bus sped along the dark streets of Toronto. For once we wouldn’t sleep in it however. We were actually going to a hotel. Everyone rejoice! “Stay with me tonight.”

I looked at him and shook my head. “I’m not sure that’s a good idea.”

“Do you really think sleeping in Noah’s room is a better idea?”

I stared at Noah, sprawled against the window, and sighed. After our little showdown that afternoon, he’d basically ignored me. Which irked me to no end!

What was the point of me doing all that if he didn’t even react?

But Kade’s point made sense. “You’re right. I’ll need to get my stuff first though.”

“Sounds good. I’ll take a shower in the meantime.”

I laughed as he wiped sweat off his forehead. “No kidding.”

“What? You don’t like sweat?”

“Not for what I have in mind, no.”

His eyes darkened. “Is that right? Can I know what you have in mind or will it be a surprise like earlier?”

I felt Noah’s gaze on us and leaned closer to Kade. “Mmm, I’m not sure I should tell you now.”

“Why not?” He breathed against my lips.

“It might turn you on and we don’t want that. Not here anyway.”

“I don’t see the problem. It’s not like there aren’t bunks out back.” He grinned.

I shook my head, thinking back to all the times we’d fooled around, Noah and I, in his bunk. Or mine. Argh! I had to stop doing this.

Kade’s mouth met mine, effectively interrupting my wandering thoughts. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed myself closer, enjoying the feel of his hard chest crushing my breasts.

It felt good to be kissed. It felt even better that he was doing it in front of everyone else.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” Noah asked as soon as I stepped inside his room.

“Not that it’s any of your business but I’m grabbing some of my stuff before meeting Kade in his room.”

“Grab everything while you’re at it.”

“I don’t think so,” I replied as I stepped past him. Rummaging through one of my suitcases, I made a point of pulling out the camisole set I knew he loved-or used to love. “I’m going to change. Don’t open the door,” I added as I stepped into the bathroom.

“It’s not like I haven’t seen it all before,” he muttered.

I whirled around. “You’re right.”

Before he could say anything else, I dropped my jeans to the floor. Wriggling my panties down my legs, I stepped out of them and grinned. Bottom half done! I pulled my top over my head and did quick work of my bra. Now standing naked in front of Noah, I looked up at him and froze.

That look in his eyes. I loved that look. It usually meant he was going to pounce on me in a second.

True to form, I suddenly found myself tackled to the bed. Lucky I’d been standing in front of it because falling to the floor would have hurt a lot more.

“You drive me nuts,” he mumbled before his lips closed around my right breast.

He bit on my nipple, hardening it before I’d fully realized what was happening. Then he was doing the same to my left one, my hands grabbing onto his hair as I wrapped my legs around his waist.

Thick denim brushed my clit, making me see stars. “Oh!” I started rocking my hips, getting myself off while he played with my breasts.

“Stop it!” His hands clamped on my hips, fingers digging into my soft skin.

“Why?”

He never replied. Instead he pulled me up until I was standing, sandwiched between him and the mattress at my back. Then he turned me around and my stomach fluttered. Oh yes, I knew what was coming!

I was writhing on the bed, Noah pounding into me as if he was on fire. It sure felt that way to me anyway. Heat was pulsing in my veins in time with his thrusts. It was intense and hot and way too good. Did I mention hot?

“Noah!” I shrieked as he hit that spot inside me that made my stomach clench.

“Fuck,” he growled back, slamming into me. It was a good thing he’d licked me earlier because I was pretty sure I’d be hurting right now otherwise. He was rough but I didn’t care. It felt too good. He felt too good.

I felt him tense and instinctively tightened around him. Pleasure swept through me and I screamed.

And then I fell face first onto the bed.

I stepped out of the bathroom, my hair hanging down my back in wet curls. I didn’t have time to dry it. I hadn’t had a choice about the shower though. I wasn’t sure seeing Kade with Noah’s cum still inside me would be good first night manners.

Ignoring Noah still lying on the bed, I quickly put on the silk camisole and matching panties. Dragging a summer dress from my open suitcase, I shrugged it on and looked at my reflection in the opposite mirror. I didn’t have time to put make-up on but it would do.

“Have fun,” Noah mumbled sarcastically behind me.

“Oh but I intend to,” I snapped back. And then, I was off.

I smiled at Kade’s appreciative look and stepped past him. “Hey.”

“Hey,” he repeated as he closed the door. “I see you also managed to take a shower.”

“Yup,” I replied, praying he hadn’t heard me scream my release. That would be pretty, pretty awkward.

“You look lovely.” His hand cupped my hip and he pulled me closer.

“So do you,” I honestly said, enjoying the way his jeans molded to his strong thighs. His naked chest was just at eye-level and that was also very nice. Mind you, I’d 60

already known he was handsome. Very handsome, I chided myself, my hand automatically coming up to rest on his abs.

“If you do this, I can’t promise I’ll be patient. Not after earlier.”

“Oh really?” I smirked. Stepping back, I grabbed the hem of my dress and lifted it over my head. “What about now?”

Kade had been wrong. He could actually be very patient. He was currently taking a long and very slow tour of my nearly naked body.

I was lying on the bed, only wearing panties, the camisole having flown off the minute I’d landed there. He was still wearing his jeans but I was pretty sure there was nothing underneath them. Just that thought sent shivers down my spine.

Kade looked up at my flushed face and said, “I love how responsive you are.”

Ah! If he only knew I hadn’t reacted to the way he was caressing me but rather to my own thoughts… Never mind. Let’s not tell him.

“Take your jeans off.”

One eyebrow lifted. “Is that an order?”

I grinned. “Yup.”

With a lazy smile, he got off the bed. Three pops later and the buttons were free, the denim parting to reveal its grand prize. I exhaled at the sight-still as lovely as ever.

Then he pushed them down his legs and I saw his thighs for the first time. Oh my god! I think I’m in love!

The phone rang, interrupting the moment. With a mumbled curse, Kade strode to the desk. As soon as I heard the words ‘sound issues’, I tuned out. Work talk was way too boring, especially if you were Kade and you needed to control every little detail of every little thing that happened on a daily basis. He was our keyboard player but also, and I guess most importantly, our tour manager. He was in charge and he was good at it but I was part of this tour too and did you see me checking my mike every five seconds? No! That’s because I was there to sing, not anything else. I wanted to share my music, my love of performing with everyone else. Kade loved music too, I knew that, but he wanted more from everything.

The man was a god…I mean, just look at him! Six feet tall, a body sculpted by his stops in every hotel’s gym we stayed in. He had a chiseled face and a strong nose. His lips were a bit thin but his intense green eyes made up for it. He was nearly too handsome. But I still wouldn’t want to live with him. I’d probably end up strangling him or something. Can you just imagine sharing the same house? Eek!

“Baby?”

I jerked back to the present. “Yeah?” I was leaning on my elbows, enjoying the view.

He’d pulled up his jeans but considering how hard he was, it was still nice to look at. Of course, I had a thing for his thighs now. I couldn’t wait to get my hands on them!

“I’ve got to go.”

“What?” I sat up swiftly. “Now?”

“Yeah, I’m sorry. There’s something wrong with the mikes and I have to go and hash it out with Tom. Someone’s been giving him false information apparently.” He sighed and sat beside me. “Do you want to wait for me?”

Considering the way I’d left Noah, it was probably better if I did. Right? But why did it suddenly feel wrong to stay in his room on my own? “I’m not sure. When will you be back?”

He rubbed his forehead tiredly. “I don’t know. Not long, I hope.” His hand cupped my breast and he softly kneaded it. “I want you.”

“I can see that.” I had to smile.

“Wait for me? Please?” He bent down and captured my lips.

Before I knew what was happening, I was on my back, Kade on top of me. He groaned and deepened the kiss, his hand never leaving my breast. He even took the time to tweak my nipple, making me arch up.

With a final peck, he was off. “I’ll be back.”

I watched the door close and tried to gain my breath back. Now what?

I got bored.

Two hours later and Kade wasn’t back yet. I’d watched some TV, found a magazine on a table, even thought of taking a bath to while away the time in scented bubbles. I sighed and got up. There was no other choice, I was going to have to go back to Noah’s room.

There was only one problem. I was way too horny. I’d thought readying myself for Kade’s return would be a nice surprise. Yeah, think again! That had been ages ago now but I was still wet. And aching. And yearning. And…

Help!

I kept thinking about what had happened earlier, Noah pounding into me, his breath on my neck and his fingers clamped on my hips. Well, that wasn’t helping, was it?

Shaking my head at my own stupidity, I put my dress back on and grabbed the camisole in one hand. I was out of there.