Olivia Cunning - Hot Ticket

“That’s probably for the best.” The girl glanced down the aisle at Jon, who was still lying unmoving on the floor. She giggled. “Jace really knocked him out.”

“You know who Jace is?”

“Of course I know who Jace is. He’s the best bassist on the planet. I’m so sorry I didn’t get to see him onstage. He’s such a doll. So shy and cute. And cuuuute. And oh m’ God cute, eh.” She grinned and hugged herself. “Sed said he was sick, so Jon was filling in.”

Aggie averted her gaze. “Something like that.”

“Tell Jace I hope he gets over his explosive diarrhea quickly.”

Aggie’s eyes widened, and then she burst out laughing. “Is that what Sed told everyone?”

“Was he teasing us?”

Aggie wiped her eyes with the back of her hand. “Yeah, Sed was teasing you. Jace’s right arm is injured, but I’m sure he will be back onstage in no time.”

The girl gave Jon one last disappointed look and then hopped down the bus steps.

Eric paused outside the door, looking the young girl over with confusion. “I thought you were with Jon tonight.”

“Jon isn’t with anyone tonight,” Aggie said. “Except the floor.”

“Jace knocked him out cold,” the girl added and then giggled.

“No shit?” Eric climbed the steps and stood at the end of the aisle. “Is he still breathing?” He wrapped an arm around Aggie, his hand skimming over the bare skin of her hip. Aggie shrugged out of his grasp.

“I didn’t check,” Aggie admitted. She honestly didn’t much care.

“And where’s Jace?”

“He’s resting in his bunk. I wouldn’t bother him. He’s a teensy bit cranky.”

Eric moved down the corridor and worked at reviving Jon. Aggie slipped past them to find some clothes. When she returned, she paused to watch Eric slap Jon’s cheeks.

“Fuck!” Jon complained as he concentrated on opening his eyes.

“I told you not to mess with Jace,” Eric said.

“You mess with Jace.”

“That’s different. He likes me. He hates your fucking guts.”

Jon rubbed his bruised jaw. “That’s obvious. Geez, I can’t even joke around with him.”

“You weren’t joking around with him.” Aggie crossed her arms over her chest. “You were being an asshole, and he called you on it.”

“Whatever.” Jon took Eric’s offered hand and pulled himself to his feet. He glanced around the bus. “Where’d my girls go?”

“Hopefully back to their parents. I think it’s past their bedtime,” Aggie said.

Jon’s eyes narrowed. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“They couldn’t have been much over sixteen.”

“So?”

Aggie wrinkled her nose in disgust. “Pig.”

“Cow.”

“Will you all shut the fuck up?” Jace bellowed. “I’m trying to sleep.”

“You might as well take the bedroom,” Jon grumbled. “You completely messed up my plans for the evening.”

Jace hopped out of his bunk and headed to the back bedroom.

“You messed up my plans for the evening as well, little man,” Eric said.

Jace glanced over his shoulder at Eric. “You didn’t really want to watch him violate four young girls.”

Eric grinned. “Let me watch you do Aggie next time, and I’ll forgive you.”

“I don’t think you’ll be able to handle it.”

Aggie scratched her head. What were these guys talking about?

“Try me,” Eric challenged.

“That’s up to Aggie,” Jace said and entered the bedroom. He removed his clothes and climbed into bed.

Eric clasped his hands together in front of his chest. “Please let me watch, Aggie. I’ll stay out of the way.”

“Watch? Watch what?”

He wrapped an arm around her shoulders. “Watch you and Jace have sex, what else?”

“He’s in no condition for sex tonight,” she said.

Eric’s breath caught. “You didn’t say no.”

“I didn’t say yes either.” Something about the hungry look in Eric’s bright blue eyes had Aggie’s juices flowing again.

Aggie opened her eyes to Eric’s inquisitive gaze. “Are you awake?”

She started and covered her eyes with a pillow. “Jeez, how can I sleep with you staring at me like that?”

“You didn’t have a problem for the past hour.”

“You’ve been watching me sleep for an hour?”

“Uh huh.”

“Eric, you have a problem.”

“I am well aware of that. I’m ready.”

“For what?”

“To watch.”

“This kind of takes the spontaneity and romance out of the act, you know?”

Eric leaned back and sat on the floor with his back against the wall. “Just pretend I’m not here.”

“Yeah, like that’s possible.”

Jace spooned up against her back. “It’s early,” he murmured.

She turned her head to look at him. His lips curled into a gentle smile, but he kept his eyes closed.

“Sorry. Did I wake you?” she asked.

“Yes. You know I’m not a morning person.”

His hands moved to cup her breasts. Apparently, he wasn’t aware of Eric’s presence. She wasn’t sure why the thought of Eric watching had her hot and bothered. She’d had some wild times in sex parlors in her youth, but she hadn’t done it in front of an audience for years. She’d gotten a certain level of excitement back in the day, knowing other people could see her performing sexual acts and having acts performed on her. Those had been strangers though. This was different. She’d have to look Eric in the eye after this was over.

“You don’t mind him watching?” Jace asked.

“You knew he was there?”

“I’m not that groggy in the morning.” His grin widened, and his hand slipped down her belly.

“I think it will be sexy. I want him to watch.”

“Me too,” he murmured.

She rolled over in his arms and brushed her fingers through his hair. He hadn’t been putting gel in it recently, and she loved its silky texture beneath her palms and between her thighs.

She kissed him and directed his hand between her legs. “I never got to come last night,” she whispered. “I want your mouth right here.” She squeezed his hand against her mound.

“I think I can handle that.”

He slipped her panties from her body. He surprised her by rolling onto his back. When she crinkled her brow at him in confusion, he grinned and said, “Come up here, baby. Sit on my face.”

She climbed from the covers and moved up his body to straddle his face. He wrapped his arms around her thighs and lifted his head to suckle her clit.

“Wow,” she gasped.

He suckled every bit of slick flesh between her thighs and then plunged his tongue inside her. She shuddered. “Jace.”

His rough beard stubble scraped against her sensitive flesh as he made out with her pussy. Kissing, sucking, and licking her until she couldn’t take any more. She shifted backward with the intention of sliding down his body. He wrapped both arms around her thighs and wouldn’t let her move. After a long moment, Jace turned his head, gasping for air. Aggie sat back on his chest to let him catch his breath.

“Eric, can you see?” Jace asked.

“Not really.”

“Come on up here with us.”

Eric launched himself onto the bed.

“Do you want him to participate?” Jace nodded in Eric’s direction.

“What do you mean?” Aggie asked.

“Can he touch you?”

Aggie’s eyes widened in surprise. “I thought he was just going to watch.”

“Here’s the thing with Eric. He starts out watching, but sometimes he gets carried away. If you don’t want him to touch you, I won’t let him, but if you don’t mind, he can help me bring you pleasure.”

She laughed. “I can’t handle how much pleasure you give me on your own. How do you think I’ll handle even more?”

Jace slipped her tank top over her head. Eric half growled, half moaned as her breasts were revealed.

“I think you can handle it,” Jace murmured, his fingers brushing over one taut nipple.

She glanced at Eric. She didn’t have a problem with him participating. She found it a little disheartening that Jace had no qualms about another man putting his hands on her. Or seeing her naked. Yes, she went topless onstage, but this was different. This was far more personal. Or maybe it wasn’t. It didn’t have to be.

“He can touch me. Lick me. Suck me. Fuck me. Whatever.”

“Yes,” Eric said, making a victory fist.

“No,” Jace said. “He’s not going to fuck you. Only I fuck you.”

Aggie smiled to herself. Okay, that made her feel better. She wasn’t sure why. It wasn’t much of a boundary, but it was something.

“But I can come on her, right?” Eric asked.

Jace shrugged. “That’s up to her.”

“We’ll see.”

Jace eased her off his chest to sit in the center of the bed and moved to kneel beside her. He brushed her hair aside and planted a gentle kiss on her shoulder. “Isn’t she beautiful?” he asked Eric.

“Yeah. Gorgeous,” Eric agreed. He extended a hand toward her breast, but hesitated with millimeters between their skin. Her nipple hardened, straining toward his fingertips. He took a deep, shaky breath and lowered his hand to rest in a tight fist on his thigh.

Jace grinned crookedly. He was in a strange mood this morning. Calmer than usual. Kind of cocky. She decided it was because Eric was there, and he knew he was the top man on the totem pole.

Jace took Aggie’s chin and turned her head in his direction. He kissed her tenderly and stroked her hair from her face. He whispered into her ear so Eric couldn’t hear. “This is just sex, Aggie, okay? Don’t attach yourself to it emotionally.”

She nodded, understanding what he meant. This would lack their usual emotional connection. Fine with her, as long as she got to see inside his heart when they were alone together. “I know the difference. I’d have said ‘no’ if I had issues with this. Don’t worry about my feelings.”