Trusting Gibson (Last Score Book 2) (17 page)

Following Emma’s gaze I saw that she had connected with Chloe and watched Chloe’s face as she smiled and looked relaxed in her acceptance of Emma and how important she would become to her. I exhaled heavily in relief, then realized I had been holding my breath for her reaction.

Len and I talked through some technical issues and a few other band related items that had crawled their way onto the agenda, and while he was talking I heard Tori’s voice raised in aggression.

My immediate reaction was to get in there and chew Tori out and protect Chloe from her, but I fought that instinct because I had to see that Emma could do her job. I also knew that although Tori had a tongue like a whip and an attitude like shit, I knew for now she’d stop short of anything that got her booted from the band.

Chloe appeared to be unfazed by Tori’s antics and looked like she was giving as good as she got, then when I saw Emma counting on her fingers, I moved a little closer and heard her delivering the low-down on Tori. After that my little Chloe wiped the floor with her ass, telling her that I wanted her around and that she should watch her mouth. Well…it was more ‘wordy’ than that but that’s what it amounted to.

Watching Chloe defend herself like that made my heart swell, but it made me swell in the dick department as well. I loved the sassy side of Chloe. I was hungry for food, but watching that interaction made me hungry for her.

“Excuse me ladies, but I need a little private time with my girl here. Standing over there watching her eat has made me a hungry man.” Winking, I slid my arm around her waist and drew her flush against me.

“You need to eat, Gibson, you haven’t eaten since this morning.”

Holding her slightly away from me, I smirked knowingly. “Exactly, Chloe. Let’s go.” Grabbing her hand, I tugged her back into my chest then tucked her into my side and strode towards the door.

Chloe looked flustered and her cheeks became heated, but that wasn’t the only thing. As mortified as she was by my comments, I could tell that I had turned her on. Chloe’s eyes were suddenly cloudy with lust and she looked absolutely fucking ravishing, as she bit her lip in anticipation of what I might do to her. Most tellingly, she didn’t protest at all.

I had noticed Emma’s what-the-hell expression, but she didn’t move and I figured she knew exactly what I meant, because she bit back a grin, right before I pulled Chloe out of the door and back along the corridor, towards the stage.  My immediate thought about Emma was that she’d do well taking care of Chloe. She had read the situation and knew when to stand down. Chloe was mine, and no one could take care of her like I could when I was around.

As we headed backstage, I swung Chloe around and pushed hard against the wall, my body immediately following to pin her in place with her hands above her head. My mouth was devouring hers. My dick was straining long and hard against her belly, the contours of it defined through my jeans. I dipped and spread my legs so that they were either side of hers and tilted my hips until my straining dick was level with her pubic bone.

Chloe surprised me by pulling my t-shirt up and breaking the kiss. She sucked on one of my nipples and when she did that— all bets were off. Glancing around for where I could offer her some privacy, I saw that the roadies had stacked the large musical instrument storage boxes against the wall just below the stage.

There were several, each feet long with metal edging with collapsible castors all next to one another. Making short work of things, I stacked three rows and turned two of the columns left and right, then drew one in so that I had created a bit of privacy and had effectively closed us off from people straying into our little scene. A scarf was tied to one of the handles, which was obviously a reminder to someone that there was something in that box they needed to find.

Smirking salaciously at Chloe, I began grinning at the not-here look of disbelief on her face and untied the scarf from the handle. “Nothing like a little bit of spontaneity darlin’. I’ve been waiting all fucking day to get at you and I’m starving.” Chloe giggled and shook her head in disbelief, standing speechless. Reaching out, I grabbed the hem of her t-shirt and tugged it over her head. Gripping the soft cotton material in my hand, I lifted it to my face and inhaled her scent.

Turning her around I flipped the scarf over her head, tying it around her eyes and her posture stiffened. “Trust me, darlin’.” As I whispered in her ear, Chloe’s shoulders dropped and I could see that she was trying. In a low slow tone I murmured how much I loved her and how she made me feel. Watching her chest rise and fall I could see that her breathing was becoming more excited for the fact that her sight had been taken and her other senses were being honed.

Reaching for her bra, I unfastened it and turned her to face me, then lowered myself to eye level. My hands skimmed her sides until they reached and cupped both ample firm breasts in the palms of my hands. Chloe’s breath hitched and her mouth parted slightly in response to my touch. Starting with her left breast, my tongue circled her erect nipple which had pebbled hard. Chloe’s breath hitched again and I could see the anticipation right there on her body as her strong pulse rippled the skin on her belly.

When my mouth closed over the dark rosy bud I drew hard on it and Chloe’s immediate reaction was to wince, and give a breathy gasp, “Ah,” followed by a soft moan from the back of her throat at the pleasure and pain sensation I had stirred in her.

“Fuck.” Grating my teeth lightly on her nipple earned me another soft moan.

“Ohh, God, more,” she muttered, before I sucked again. All the while I was playing with her right nipple, tweaking and rolling it between my fingers. Chloe gasped again, this time her fingers reached out blindly to tangle in my hair as she tugged me gently toward her.

Running my arm the length of her spine, I leaned her back onto one of the metal containers and grinned when she winced at the icy steel under her bare skin. Chloe was giving me her trust lying silently blindfolded in the middle of chaos backstage. The noise of people working around us hinted at the threat of being seen, and even though she was in that situation with me, she seemed to trust me to maintain her privacy. When my eyes reached the button on Chloe’s jeans, I traced the edge of her waistband with both hands, running them from her hips until they met at the button. Chloe shivered under my touch and goose bumps erupted on her satiny skin. Using both hands, I flicked the button undone before my eyes sought her reaction. Chloe licked her lips but remained still.

Pulling at the waistband, I ticked her zipper down slowly, despite everything in my body screaming at me to fuck her hard and fast. With shaky fingers I teased the sides apart. Chloe was smirking at me so I placed a hand on her belly and watched her grin drop and her mouth open in a silent “Oh,” of pleasure when I slipped a finger inside her white lacy panties and began to massage the hard nub of her clit.

My reaction to watching how she responded was no different than if she had stroked my dick with her tongue. Swallowing hard at the sight of her, I growled in a primal response to the feel and sound of her.

“Fuck.” The word tore from my throat and I was almost overwhelmed with the instinct to devour her.  Glancing down because my dick ached, I could see it bulging hard against my pants. I adjusted and it stretched across from my midline all the way out to the curve of the pocket, still uncomfortable but a little less painful.

Restricted by her jeans, my hand couldn’t move around as I wanted it to. It frustrated me and I lost patience, pulling Chloe’s jeans down her legs to her ankles. I placed her ass on the metal and this time she screamed out, “Oh, Jesus,” with the shock of the freezing box. Grinning at her startled reaction, I pushed her legs up towards her chest.

“Oh— is that too cold for you? Here, let me take care of that. I’ll just hold them up here and keep your ass off the steel darlin’.” I was smirking but she couldn’t see me. She rewarded me with a wide smile and I bent to kiss her pussy, over her panties. Chloe moaned so fucking sweetly, the sound of it almost made me lose my shit altogether.

“Damn, Chloe, this ain’t ever gonna get old, darlin’.” Shaking my head, I held Chloe’s legs and transferred them into one hand so that I had one free. Trailing my hand from her heel to the crease where her legs met, I traced near her pussy and she was
so
responsive, she trembled under my touch.

“Hmm, you like that? Am I tickling you, Chloe? You’re wriggling your ass, darlin’.” She giggled and I could tell she loved when I was playful.  Caressing her calves, first one and then the other, I was taking my time, massaging them softly, while talking to her like we had all the time in the world.

“You are so beautiful, Chloe. You have no idea how you make me feel, just being in the same room. You don’t even have to do anything to set my heart racing.”

Voices broke into our private time, footsteps drew nearer and Chloe stiffened but didn’t move.

“Who the hell piled these up high like this? Come on, help me move them back before somebody gets injured.” Recognizing the crew foreman’s voice at the same time as the horror of being interrupted during our illicit sexual act almost freaked Chloe out. She stiffened, but by staying still, Chloe was trying to trust me to deal with it so I reacted quickly.

“Leave them. Disappear.
Now!
” The masterful command left the roadies in no doubt about what I was doing. Fortunately for me, they knew me well, so I knew there would be no arguments.

Without waiting to see if they were going to respond, I trailed my hand down from her pubic bone over the triangular thong panties to her entrance and I slipped my finger inside them, into her wet warm pussy. I had undoubtedly regained Chloe’s full attention as her chest heaved when she inhaled sharply.  Complete trust was gained from her in that few minutes, when her instinct should have been to get up and bolt.

“Damn, without me having to do a thing you’re ready for me.” Straightening up I reached for my belt buckle and glanced up at Chloe. Her chest was rising and falling rapidly. Short shallow breaths told me Chloe’s level of arousal was rising. I made short work of opening the button down fly and shucked my jeans down past my knees. Without taking her legs out of her jeans, I knelt down and licked the length of her, then pulled the thong to the side, before burying my nose in her pussy. She smelt fucking awesome and I inhaled her deeply.

“Fuck, your scent and your warm wet pussy drives me insane with want, darlin’, you know that?” Chloe’s back arched and her pussy pushed even closer as she moaned again and licked her lips. Watching her in that blindfold was so fucking hot.

Moving to position myself in front of her, I leaned forward, stroked my thick aching dick down her entrance, then pushed myself deep inside her in one long steady gliding motion. I felt every inch inside of her stretch and hug me, as Chloe gasped loudly. I made a low involuntary animalistic grunt and muttered, “Fuck.”

Smiling slowly, I couldn’t keep the words inside me a moment longer. “I love you so fucking much, Chloe. You are my reason. I told you that.” Since I’d told her I loved her. I wanted to say it to her all the time. I knew I loved her once I’d held her in my arms. Chloe was perfect for me. My perfect opposite that complemented me.

Chloe’s legs were in the air, running up one side of my body and resting on my shoulder, my hand holding them tightly in place while my other cradled the globe of her ass as I began to rock her world— and mine.

Taking Chloe in a public place like this should have felt wrong because I just wanted to protect her from the world, and after what happened on the boat I should have known better. But backstage, everyone was family and this was when my legacy worked for me, because everyone was so used to me getting hot and heavy after gigs that these days no one batted an eyelid.

Besides, I’d been holding the thought of doing this since we’d tangoed a little outside the restrooms at the security selection, and it left me feeling so horny my nuts had been squeezed like they were in a vice ever since. I had been permanently hard around Chloe all day. It was one of our hard and fast sessions, but the glow on Chloe’s face after she came was amazing.  Walking back toward the hospitality suite left me in no doubt that it had definitely worked for her as well as me.

CHAPTER 15 - NEW FRIENDS

Chloe

Walking back toward the hospitality suite, Gibson squeezed my hand as if to say, “Are you okay?” I squeezed his back in response then he turned to face me with a grin on his face and a naughty twinkle in his eye. “Damn, Chloe, you’re messing with my mind, girl. I’m finding it hard to stay on task with you around.  What with all these crazy, intense feelings you’re making me feel.”

Gibson looked genuinely happy. Slipping my hand from his, I moved closer to hug him. His strong arm immediately held me in place next to his side then he kissed my head. “I love you, Chloe Jenner. Thank you for giving me a chance.” A tight feeling squeezed my heart, because for all Gibson was a massive shining star and secure in his world, he wasn’t totally confident about my feelings for him.

When we re-joined the others, I saw Lennox and Tori having a quiet conversation over on the far end of the room. Tori glanced over and scowled contemptuously at me before Lennox pulled her shirt sleeve to draw her attention back to him. Simon called Gibson over to see something on his tablet and the two of them erupted in spontaneous laughter.

Gibson was holding his stomach and laughing raucously, he was breathless and just managed to squeeze out, “Damn, can we hire that guy to do that when we’re not playing? I like his thinking.” Laughing helplessly again, Tori looked at them laughing raising an eyebrow.

“What are you laughing at?” She swaggered over in their direction and Gibson held his hand up still chuckling and struggling to talk between kinks in his laughter.

“Not for your eyes— it’s a guy thing.” Ignoring him, Tori snatched Simon’s tablet from his hand and turned the screen around to look at it. Her face instantly changed and became angry. Sneering she slung the tablet back aggressively at Simon and shook her head.