Noah (14 page)

                  Noah

When I woke
up and realized that we’d both fallen asleep, I turned and checked the window to make sure it was still light outside. If we’d slept through our gig, Shalan would have freaked out. Feeling like I had time to relax, I turned my attention to the beautiful woman asleep against my chest. A couple of days was all we’d known each other, but I knew more about her than I had my last two girlfriends.

I think getting away from the ranch had given me some space to live for myself instead of what everyone else expected out of me. I had time to take in new things, especially when it was a woman as gorgeous as Shalan.

Her life had been so filled with pain, and I’d never be able to understand how being kind to someone would spark what was happening between us. Maybe it was the fact that our mother’s had both suffered from cancer. Perhaps I felt sorry because mine lived while her mother didn’t. Maybe I felt connected to her because my birth mother had also died. It was even possible that I felt so sorry for her that treating her kind was the least I could do.

All I knew was that I wanted her to feel safe, even if it were a temporary thing. She didn’t need to worry about where she was going to rest her head, or if she’d had enough money to get something to eat. Her hardships could be ignored while she was with me and it was certainly my pleasure to do it. The more time I spent with Shalan, the less I thought about my problems at home, and how they were still going to be waiting for me when I got back.

Then of course there was that urge to have her. There was no denying how attracted I was to her, but it was more than that. While we’d been together I’d gotten so caught up in her that I’d forgotten about everything else. Sure, it was still on my mind, but not like it should have been. While my parents thought I was out learning a lesson, I was in the city, fooling around with a woman that I’d just met.

To make matters worse, I couldn’t remember feeling so free and alive. Sure, she was running from something, and maybe I was too, but together we were good.

Shalan stirred and looked over at me. “How long were we asleep?”

“I don’t know. It’s still light out.”

She nestled herself closer to me and closed her eyes again. “Good, because I’m not ready to get up.”

She felt so good in my arms, like she was supposed to fit like she did. It had started out as support, but the longer I he
ld her, the more it was beginning to feel like something other than a shoulder to cry on. I actually wanted to hold her, to feel her close to me.

I leaned forward, brushing my lips over hers. Maybe I should have kept things on a friend level, but I couldn’t help want what I’d never had. I couldn’t look at those lips and not want to kiss them
more than a peck. I let my mouth linger over hers, waiting for some kind of response before I could continue.

First I saw those eyes, and then I watched her inching her way toward me. This kiss wasn’t slow. I simply needed to ravage her lips and experience what I’d been thinking about for too long. I don’t know whose tongue did what first, because it happened so quickly. While our mouths satiated the immediate need, it left me with a response less easily managed.  My hunger for her increased, and as she moved her body ever so slowly over top of mine, it was obvious that only one thing could fulfill me. I felt her knee rising between my legs. Her hands held still on both of my shoulders, while her leg rubbed against my dick, which happened to be growing at a rapid rate.

While I was fully aware of what was taking place with other parts of my body, my attention went back to kissing Shalan. While debauched, it gave me an idea of how amazing it would be to have her completely. Both of my hands wrapped around her back, slowly making their way to her ass. I cupped both cheeks and pulled her body forward. She backed away and sat up, giving me the impression that she was ready to take things to the next level. Without hesitation, I reached for her shirt in order to lift it over her head. I was ready to get the party started and spend the rest of the afternoon naked in bed, showing her how I’d been right about everything I’d said.

Then she froze. She took her hands and put them over mine, blocking me from moving further. “Noah, wait. We shouldn’t.” She shook her head. “I mean
, we can’t do this.”

I sighed. “Yeah, you keep sayin’ that. I’m just not real sure it’s what you really want.”

She leaned forward, kissing me gently on the lips. “How about we practice for a little while?”

A smile formed in the corner of my lips and I didn’t fight it. I reached around and held onto her waist. “I’ve got a better idea of what we can practice, darlin’.”

I saw her smile, briefly, before she hopped off of me, distancing herself from my touch. “Be serious. Don’t you want to do a good job tonight?”

“It ain’t like they throw tomatoes. We’ll do fine. It’s cover songs, just like karaoke.” I leaned forward and watched her repositioning her clothes.  “You wouldn’t have to do all that if you got back up in this bed with me. I promise that I can make those nerves you’re feelin’ disappear.”

Shalan rolled her eyes and walked over to the dresser, grabbing the piece of paper that had been delivered to our room, and slipped under the door sometime overnight. It contained the song list that the band played. I watched her reach into her purse and grab a pen. She stuck the cap in her mouth and sat down at the chair without saying a single word to me about what had just happened between us.

That fast she’d moved on, while my dick, and the lack of action left a bad taste in my mouth, and an excruciating ache in my pants.

“So it says here that they play the Stones, Marley, Joplin, The Who. I love their taste.”

I sat up, finally coming to grips with another shut down. “Nothin’ new?”

“They’ve got new stuff on here, too. I’m just thinking it would be better if we stuck to songs that were familiar. Besides, people like the oldies, especially when I’m singing them.” She giggled and looked over at me, consciously waiting for me to notice that she’d given herself such a compliment.

I knew better than to ruin the mood by hitting on her again. “You’ve got nice pipes, that’s for sure. I’m just wonderin’ if someone as small as you can keep up with someone like me.”

“I can keep up. You heard me last night.”

“I meant on the guitar. Can you play an instrument or are you all vocal?” I was taunting her with my talents, trying to get a rise out of her, just to see the way she shot back at me. I liked it when she got feisty.

“We have a band already, Noah.”

“That ain’t what I asked you. Can you play or not?”

She put down the paper and stood up, walking directly over to where I was sitting. I watched closely as she took her hand and grabbed my chin, forcing me to look into her eyes. “Oh, I can play, Noah. But that’s something I only share with certain people.”

“You’re full of shit.” More taunting definitely got a rise out of her.

Her brow arose and she smiled with this evil grin I hadn’t seen before. It was almost vengeful. “If I’m lying then I’ll do whatever you want tonight after the show.”

“Whatever I want?” I kissed the base of her neck, letting my lips sit there while I spoke. “I can think of a dozen things right now.”

I heard her gasp, so I kept kissing her there, running my hand over the back of her neck as if I was going to take control. “You heard what I said.”

I pulled away, leaving her panting for more. “Now, I just hope you can’t play a lick, because you’re not going to want to miss out on the things I want to do to you once this show is finished. You see, I’ve already thought,
long
and
hard
about it, and I’ve got a feelin’ so have you.”

She brought her lips forward
and let the plump bottom one drag over my mine. If she thought she could beat me at my own game she had another thing coming. “Maybe I have. That doesn’t mean it’s going to happen. We all have desires, Noah. Not everyone has to act on them.”

She started to walk away, but my throbbing cock wouldn’t allow me to let her get far. I approached her from behind and pressed her against the wall on the other side
of the bed. Her face turned to the side as I cupped both of her breasts and held my hands there. I wasn’t being forceful enough to hurt her, just to show her that I wasn’t playing games. I was
going
to fuck her, and it was
going
to happen sooner than later.

My lips touched her ear while I spoke. “When you’re up there singing your heart out tonight, I want you to close your eyes and picture me between those petite thighs of yours, suckin’ on that pussy. You think about me savorin’ that sweet spot while you’re beggin’ me for more. Every time you turn around and look at me, I want to see that fire in your eyes, because you know it’s goin’ to happen later on. Stop fightin’ it, Shalan. That heat between your legs is for me. It’s only a matter of time before I get it.”

I flipped her around so she was facing me. Her eyes, filled with both fear and excitement, glistened as the sunset came through the window. “Like I said, if I can’t play.”

I laughed and walked away, leaving her standing there vulnerable.

I tugged off my shirt, kicked off my jeans, and removed my boxers before I walked in the bathroom to take a shower. Shalan, who could only see the back of me, said nothing in response. If she wanted to keep playing hard to get, I was going to make her suffer.

The water beat down on my face. It was refreshing, but also a reminder of what I could be getting in the next room. I looked down at my rock hard cock and knew I was going to have to take care of the problem myself. It wasn’t like I could ask her for assistance and expect it to get done.

I took matters into my own hands,
literally
, and closed my eyes, imagined the way her lips felt to kiss. I pictured them around me, sucking me off so hard. My release came faster than usual, probably because I was so pent up, or more so because the women in the next room was something I was eager to have. The truth was that women didn’t turn me down often, and I wasn’t about to let this one slip away without a fight.

What kept me motivated was knowing that, given the chance, I’d rock her world, and not just with a song, but with something I was sure she’d never experienced before with her ex. I was prepared to satisfy her first; to give her the best fuck of her life, if and when the time came.

The only problem with that plan, was the wait.

              Noah

She looked gorgeous
in the dress.

I’d purchased it after I took her out for dinner. It was difficult to convince her that she should dress the part. Finally she agreed, but only if I let her pay me back, whenever she could afford it.

I purposely hid the tag, knowing she never would have let me buy the dress if she knew it was a hundred bucks. It was just a little gesture, probably with less fabric than one of my fifteen dollar shirts. The whole thing was covered in this red shiny shit that I knew would shine from the lights above the stage. As soon as she put it on she began to sparkle.

Her hair was down for a change, and natural curls covered the ends. Her makeup, on the heavier side, still looked like perfection, contrasting those blue eyes. Now more than ever, I wanted what she hadn’t given me.

The place was jam-packed with people. Most had a table full of beverages, and seemed to be enjoying the environment. We’d walked in together, and after taking one look at her I knew she was freaking out. “Hey, cut it out. We’ll do fine.”

She grabbed my hand and continued looking forward. “It’s more crowded than it was yesterday.”

“Focus on me if you have to, darlin’. I’ll keep you straight.” I squeezed her hand.

“You’re just trying to get into my pants.”

When she turned to look at me I smiled. “I really don’t need to try, Shalan. Lets not kid ourselves. You’re stallin’ the inevitable. After this show tonight I’m goin’ to have you, whether you’re ready to admit it or not.”

“Keep telling y
ourself that, cowboy. I’m not as easy as you’re assuming.”

“You don’t have to be easy to wrestle in the sheets with me. I’ll take you places that you ain’t ever been before.”

She gave me these big, beady eyes. “Stop it. I need to focus on singing.”

The band members who had introduced themselves one at time previously, approached us
. Shalan put on a professional face and started going over the song choices. I almost laughed at some of the things she’d decided for us to sing together, but noticed that the band thought her selections were spot on. For the most part, I’d sing backup, allowing her to take center stage.

We started about thirty minutes after meeting them, and the first song was an easy one. The music started to play, but Shalan didn’t budge. She was frozen on the stage, petrified to open her mouth in front of the new crowd of people.

I got up from the stool and approached her from behind. My hands slipped around her waist and I put my lips up to her ear, mostly so she could hear me over the loud background music playing. “Breathe, woman. You’ve got this.”

She looked back at me and I shot her a wink. With a smile and a prayer, she started swaying to the beat. Then she sang Joplin, like she’d sung the night before. Her voice, as angelic as the first time I’d heard it, did things to me. Every time I caught her looking my way I made sure to give her a nod. She was doing great, and deep inside that scared persona, she knew she was putting on a perfect performance.

After that things fell into place. Song after song she loosened up, even at one point getting the crowd to participate. I was in awe over her, suddenly noticing that no woman had ever captivated me the way she was doing.

After our first set, we all walked outside to cool off. The band members seemed pleased with our performance, but spoke amongst themselves about someone we didn’t know. Shalan, who was standing away from everyone, caught my stare. She smiled as I walked in the direction of
where she was standing. “You alright?”

“Yeah,” she answered. “It’s a little overwhelming. I didn’t know it would feel like this.”

I leaned against the brick building right next to her. “You’re doin’ great. The crowd loves you. You’re a natural, you know that?”

She shrugged. “That’s what my mom always said.”

“She knew what she was talkin’ about.”

I looked toward her, spotting the sweat that was running between her cleavage. My mouth watered and I licked my lips, feeling a jump in my dick immediately. I faced her and ran one finger over the outside of her arm. Our eyes met, and her lips parted. “We need to get back inside, Noah.”

I pinned her against the brick and leaned my face forward until our lips gently grazed. “Not until I get what I want.”
She wasn’t scared of my acknowledgement. In fact, she kissed me without fuss.

I checked the street and noticed that everyone had gone inside except for us. Knowing that we were alone, I took my hands and ran them down her hips, lifting her dress until I felt her panties. I gripped her ass and pulled her against me, letting her feel what she was already doing to me. “You feel that?”

She nodded and looked me right in the eyes.

I lifted her with both hands still on her ass. “Tell me you want me, Shalan. I’m tired of playin’ games. We need
to fuck so I can calm down. You’ve got me wired.”

We kissed again, this time allowing our tongues to slip around together. I grabbed at the back of her panties and started pulling them up, tugging so that they’d go between her lips and rub on her clit. She gasped against my mouth and opened her eyes. Her breathing was heavy, and if we didn’t have people waiting I was pretty sure she’d let me continue what I was doing.

I let her down, allowing her feet to touch the ground again. Before she could push her dress back down, I reached my hand between her legs, adjusting the panties and getting a slight feel of her skin, which felt very smooth. I groaned against her mouth and rubbed the fabric that covered her pussy. “I’m going to make you cum until you can’t walk straight. You hear me?”

She nodded against my mouth and allowed me to keep rubbing that warm, welcoming spot. I swear for a second I even thought she spread her legs, allowing me easier access. My lips ran over the base of her neck and up to her ear, while I slipped her panties aside with two fingers. I needed to feel it, to feel what her pussy was going to be like. As soon as I separated those lips and inched my way in between, I knew I was in for something dangerous. She was wet, unbelievably soaked and ready. I groaned again, picturing the way my dick could slide right inside with a simple push. “Oh, baby, there’s no denyin’ it now.” I pushed my fingers inside of her more and then started moving them back and forth. “Tonight this is mine, you hear me? Oh fuck, darlin’, I want this right now.”

She kissed me and spoke at the same time. “We need to get back inside.”

I fucked her with my fingers harder. “You want me to stop?”

She shook her head. “No!”

I kissed her so hard that her head fell back against the building. I picked up one leg and held it up, while continuing to please her with my other hand. My thumb began a vigorous circular motion over her clit and I felt her body begin to buckle. Her face tightened and she let out this cry that sounded of pleasure and pain mixed together.

I pulled my fingers out before she was finished, and her eyes sparked open. I lifted my two fingers up to her mouth and dragged them across her lips. “When you lick your lips up there on that stage, I’ll know you’re thinkin’ about me fuckin’ you later. Do it, Shalan. Taste your pussy and try to deny that it’s proof you want me.”

She licked her top lip lightly and closed her eyes.

There wasn’t need for a response. I could see it from her body language. In just a couple hours she’d be in my bed, naked and giving me what I craved.

I slid her panties back over and pushed down her dress, before walking back inside and leaving her breathless.

The next set went better. I sang along side of her as backup, while she continued belting out songs that I’d never tried to sing before. Each time I caught her stare she was wetting those lips. It didn’t matter if the taste was gone. I knew she was ready, and that’s all that I wanted.

Our last song choice was supposed to be an old song
by Fleetwood Mac. Once again, I wasn’t going to have to sing. At the very last minute she changed it up. Shalan pulled me off the stool and started singing.

She started the song with the chorus, I guess so the band and I would catch on.

“I want to kiss you all over
.

And over again
.

I want to kiss you all over
.

Until the night closes in
.”

Then I chimed in.

“Until the night closes in.”

The band started to play and the crowd got rowdy. Loud whistles could be heard over the music.

Shalan smiled and approached me, singing the song to me instead of the crowd.

“
When I get home, babe, going to light your fire.

All day I have been thinkin´ about you, babe
.

You are my one desire
.”

She left the next verse to me and I prayed I knew all the words. After all, it was an old ass song.

“Going to wrap my arms around you.

Hold you close to me
.

Oh, babe I want to taste your lips
.

I want to be your fantasy, yea
.”

I thought about those lips and how they tasted, and I’m pretty sure it was what she expected me to do. She ran the back of her body up and down me, and I played into her little show, acting surprised to the crowd.

“Don´t know what I would do without you, babe.

Don´t know where I would be
.

You are not just another lover
.

No, you are everything to me
.”

I knew it was song, but she was still singing it to me. I kept singing, while running my free hand over the front of her abdomen. The crowd of people seemed to like to show, and I wasn’t about to back down.

“Ev´rytime I am with you, baby
.

I cannot believe it is true
.

When you are layin´ in my arms
.

And you do the things you do
.”

Then together we sang,

“You can see it in my eyes.

I can feel it in your touch
.

You do not have to say a thing
.

Just let me show how much
.

I love you, I need you, yea
.

I want to kiss you all over
.

And over again
.

I want to kiss you all over
.

Until the night closes in
.

Until the night closes in
.”

We sang the whole song together, secretly knowing that it was foreplay between the two
of us. Nobody had to know what I wanted to do to her, and it turned me on more knowing we were starting it in front of them.

When the song ended our lips were inches apart. Her eyes were fixed on me, and a huge smile was across her face. She knew she’d done well. Shalan didn’t need me to tell her. The crowd of cheering people were going crazy for her.

As the band began to clean up and we started helping them, that’s when the base player approached us. “So tonight was awesome, you guys. Listen, we wanted to wait and see how things went before we asked you again, but based on tonight’s performance I’d say you both know what you’re doing. Me and the guys are in a real bind.
Without a lead singer we’re going to have to cancel our gigs for the next two weeks. I know you’re just here visiting, but we’ll take whatever we can get. Of course, you’ll be paid for your time.”

“We’ll do it.” Shalan didn’t wait for me to respond.

“Perfect.” He turned to face the other members. “They’ll do it.” I nodded when they did, kind of a man’s way to say thanks.

He paid us a hundred bucks each for the gig, and Shalan handed it over to me. “This is for the dress.”

I closed her hands with the money inside. “It’s yours. All I did was help out.”

“I can’t take your money, Noah.”

I leaned against her ear. “You can and you will. It ain’t the money that I want.”