“Right Frankie. Where to? The hotel? The bar? Food?” Neo asked as he stepped from the shadows. Tall, stocky, covered in tattoos with electric blue hair, but with the face of an innocent angel, Neo always made me smile and I was glad Matt made him head of my security team.
“Food. Always food. You’ll learn this about me, Neo,” I offered him with a wink as we walked from the venue to the waiting car.
He tapped the side of his head as if he was making a mental note. “Food it is. You can let the driver know where you want to go.”
After I’d demolished two double cheeseburgers, fries, and a large vanilla shake in the back of the car, I finally felt full, and we headed back to the hotel. I promised Neo I was going to bed so he could leave me for the night, knowing we had people keeping the penthouse safe. I headed to my suite and thought about taking a bath, but remembering the disastrous mishap the other night, I showered instead. Once I was out, dressed in myMy Little PonyPJs, and my hair dried so it wasn’t dripping down my back all night, I suddenly feel twitchy, my body full of nervous energy. Digging my notebook out of my bag, I flopped onto the bed, trying to write some song lyrics, but my head was a jumble. Instead, I idly let my pen move over the page while my mind wandered. When I looked down, I’d drawn hearts all over the page like a lovesick teenager.What is wrong with me?
There was only one answer to that.
Matt Howells.
His arrival with the band had knocked me sideways. The way he’d taken care of me, stayed with me, made me feel protected, but not like Neo or any of the other guys did. This was something else. Something more primal.
And then there was the other morning when I’d woken up on top of him. I was still mortified by the memory. He might have called my name to try to wake me, but I slept like the dead, and when I did stir, I hadn’t realized I was lying out across him or that his monster cock was pressed between my legs. I shuddered as I remembered how it felt. Thick. Long. Hard. I licked my lips as I imagined how much it would stretch me and how deep he would sink as I straddled his muscular thighs and rode him until his hot cum filled me while he cried out my name.
My clit throbbed as I realized I was, yet again, fantasizing about our head of security, and look how badly that ended last time. Although, I had got to spend time with Matt, so it wasn’t all bad.Jesus. Pull yourself together, woman.
Rolling onto my back, I stared at my bedroom ceiling, sighing at the memory of his gigantic arms and his solid chest against my body, but I knew nothing could happen, except maybe in my imagination. I didn’t sleep with anyone who worked for us.How awkward would it make it if I fucked him and then he stayed on tour with us for months or even years?But I did enjoy being around him and I should probably thank him for taking care of me. I reached for my phone.
Me: Hey, can I have Matt’s number?
Addi: Why?
Me: I just want to thank him for looking after me after my bathroom mishap.
Addi: Have you not done that already?
Me: Not really. I’ve not really seen him.
Addi: You looked pretty cozy tonight when you came off stage.
Me: He was giving me some painkillers.
Addi: Fine. Let me ping you over his info.
Me: Thanks. Night x
Addi:Matt Howells contact
I clicked the details, saving it to my phone before I typed out another message.
Me: Sorry it’s so late. I just wanted to say thank you for the painkillers tonight. And for looking out for me over the last few days. Frankie
Matt: My pleasure, Rogue.
Me: You need to explain my new name.
Matt: Out of all the Cosmic Gods, I think you might be my Rogue God. Whirling around the cosmos causing chaos wherever you go. You’re going to be trouble. I can feel it.
Me: I don’t know whether to be insulted that you think I’m trouble or happy that I’ve got my own cool nickname.
Matt: Have you eaten?
Me: Cheeseburgers, fries, and a shake.
Matt: Burgers? As in more than one?
Me: Of course. In fact, they were double cheeseburgers. A girl needs to eat.