out of her and pressed the wet tips to her clit, just enough pressure so that her longing was amped up. “Your sweetness shouldn’t be wasted.”
She watched as he slipped the fingers into his mouth, his eyes on hers the entire time. Why the fuck was that so goddamn hot to her?
“Lo? Girl I know you are in here. Is that piece of Cajun hotness with you?”
Winter winced as they heard Toro’s voice from the doorway.
“What is it?” she asked as she shuffled past Winter towards the doorway.
“We got ten till we are on. Shake that tail girl!” the door slammed behind him and they were left alone once again. Winter smirked at her.
“So panties?”
She gave him a wink. “Why not, you got work to do tonight.”
He grinned and grabbed her pulling her close. “Good. And while you’re up there, just keep thinking about the fact that when I finally have a chance to get you alone, I’m going to tease the shit outta you. And you will beg me to get on my knees for you. Now, get those panties on. I want a souvenir from tonight.”
TWELVE
Lola wasn’t sure how the hell she made it through their set. Winter’s words kept playing in her head, and every move she made drug the material of her shirt across her overly sensitive nipples. She was in ecstasy physically, glad that he had her wear underwear, but her mind was in chaos. This was moving fast, though not as fast as their original courtship. Then again, they were wiser now, and could do it right, not be two fumbling kids on a relationship road. Still, it was exciting as before, and she felt like she did all those years before.
And now, she was standing on the side of the stage as Winter and his band rocked the shit outta the crowd, still thrumming with the arousal he had stoked a little over two hours before. It hadn’t diminished one iota. He would look over on occasion wink at her or lick his bottom lip, and the action would make thins clench low in her core.
“I know that dance well...”
She heard from her left and turned to see Saffron grin at her. “Dance?”
The tour manager nodded. “The he’s-started-something-he-needs-to-finish-soon-or-I’m-going-to-go-out-there-and-attack-him dance.”
Lola looked our towards Winter, who was walking towards the crowd, playing his solo as Rhys set up the breakdown of one of their new songs and sighed. “You pinned it right Saff.” She said and grinned at the other girl.
Saffron leaned in closer. “So it’s nice to see you smiling though. Things good?”
She nodded.
“And Winter? He behaving?”
She turned fully to Saffron and looked down at her still stiff nipples and then back up at the other woman. “If you call that behaving.”
Saff grinned. “Oh honey I call that major trouble. Still, happy looks good on you. And the barrier?”
She cocked her head. “Holding. No issues. Sleeping through the night, No ethereal taps, no blackouts.”
“Awesome. That’s damn lucky. So you got a second chance, really.”
“Yeah, to say the least.”
“Well everyone is happy about it too, well maybe not the feathers but... I mean he’s not storming around anymore, and I’m sure the cut to his sugar intake ensured he wasn’t going to go into diabetic coma any time soon.”
“Huh?”
Saff smirked. “The past couple months he was completely obsessed with raspberry tootsie pops. Never saw him without one in his mouth for long.”
That was interesting. When Rhys was miserable, he drank, and historically, when Winter was miserable, he found a willing girl, which there was no shortage of. But to hear that he was, for the most part abstaining on that front, and just giving himself a sugar shock, well it kinda made her feel good.
She smiled at the other woman. “One thing, what’s with his new tattoo?”
Saffron looked at her. “I don’t follow.”
“Under his arm, its green, looks like a Victorian ornamental design.”
Saff nodded. “You tell him about your barrier yet?”
Lola
She watched as he slipped the fingers into his mouth, his eyes on hers the entire time. Why the fuck was that so goddamn hot to her?
“Lo? Girl I know you are in here. Is that piece of Cajun hotness with you?”
Winter winced as they heard Toro’s voice from the doorway.
“What is it?” she asked as she shuffled past Winter towards the doorway.
“We got ten till we are on. Shake that tail girl!” the door slammed behind him and they were left alone once again. Winter smirked at her.
“So panties?”
She gave him a wink. “Why not, you got work to do tonight.”
He grinned and grabbed her pulling her close. “Good. And while you’re up there, just keep thinking about the fact that when I finally have a chance to get you alone, I’m going to tease the shit outta you. And you will beg me to get on my knees for you. Now, get those panties on. I want a souvenir from tonight.”
TWELVE
Lola wasn’t sure how the hell she made it through their set. Winter’s words kept playing in her head, and every move she made drug the material of her shirt across her overly sensitive nipples. She was in ecstasy physically, glad that he had her wear underwear, but her mind was in chaos. This was moving fast, though not as fast as their original courtship. Then again, they were wiser now, and could do it right, not be two fumbling kids on a relationship road. Still, it was exciting as before, and she felt like she did all those years before.
And now, she was standing on the side of the stage as Winter and his band rocked the shit outta the crowd, still thrumming with the arousal he had stoked a little over two hours before. It hadn’t diminished one iota. He would look over on occasion wink at her or lick his bottom lip, and the action would make thins clench low in her core.
“I know that dance well...”
She heard from her left and turned to see Saffron grin at her. “Dance?”
The tour manager nodded. “The he’s-started-something-he-needs-to-finish-soon-or-I’m-going-to-go-out-there-and-attack-him dance.”
Lola looked our towards Winter, who was walking towards the crowd, playing his solo as Rhys set up the breakdown of one of their new songs and sighed. “You pinned it right Saff.” She said and grinned at the other girl.
Saffron leaned in closer. “So it’s nice to see you smiling though. Things good?”
She nodded.
“And Winter? He behaving?”
She turned fully to Saffron and looked down at her still stiff nipples and then back up at the other woman. “If you call that behaving.”
Saff grinned. “Oh honey I call that major trouble. Still, happy looks good on you. And the barrier?”
She cocked her head. “Holding. No issues. Sleeping through the night, No ethereal taps, no blackouts.”
“Awesome. That’s damn lucky. So you got a second chance, really.”
“Yeah, to say the least.”
“Well everyone is happy about it too, well maybe not the feathers but... I mean he’s not storming around anymore, and I’m sure the cut to his sugar intake ensured he wasn’t going to go into diabetic coma any time soon.”
“Huh?”
Saff smirked. “The past couple months he was completely obsessed with raspberry tootsie pops. Never saw him without one in his mouth for long.”
That was interesting. When Rhys was miserable, he drank, and historically, when Winter was miserable, he found a willing girl, which there was no shortage of. But to hear that he was, for the most part abstaining on that front, and just giving himself a sugar shock, well it kinda made her feel good.
She smiled at the other woman. “One thing, what’s with his new tattoo?”
Saffron looked at her. “I don’t follow.”
“Under his arm, its green, looks like a Victorian ornamental design.”
Saff nodded. “You tell him about your barrier yet?”
Lola
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