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She startled me then, as I guided the crown of my dick into her, grabbing her hips as she quickly impaled herself on my raging, hard cock. She rested her hands on my shoulders as I pumped her hard and deep. Damn, but she felt so good, I wanted to yell out the incredible sensation of doing it without wearing a rubber shield. I’d forgotten how fucking good it felt. Almost surreal.
We never once lost eye contact as she bounced up and down my shaft faster and faster until I felt her inner walls tighten, release, and tighten once again around my dick. Damn, if I didn’t feel a true connection to her. I was completely vulnerable and amazed by this woman who seemed to be staring into my soul. We kissed then, deep and with intent as I unloaded inside her, growling as softly as I could, like some lion trapped at the bottom of an endless cave. The intense sensation caused my eyes to water, and for a moment, I couldn’t look at her. I pulled her into me until she rested her head on my shoulder. It was the first time I’d ever gotten that emotional during sex.
What the hell?
A crazy foreign sensation that I wanted to run from and simultaneously cling to. I had no idea what was happening to me, but I knew if I allowed myself to step into it, to lean into the emotion, I might not be able to recover.
I backed off. Stifled the thoughts that threatened to engulf me and pulled myself together.
When we both finally drifted back down to the present, and our breathing somewhat slowed to normal, she knelt straight up, and I slid out of her.
She was just moving off me, grabbing her bra, and tugging on her dress when a male voice yelled through the door, as he also rapped hard with his knuckles. “You’re on in five!”
My heart raced all over again, and this time it wasn’t from passion.
Natalie’s wedding!
“Be right there!” I yelled back.
I stood up and tried to reassemble my clothes. Fortunately, I’d already changed out of my formal wedding getup. All that stuff was hanging in a garment bag on a metal rack along with Cody and Dustin’s formal clothes. We liked to be comfortable when we performed. No formal wear allowed.
I watched as Emily grabbed her panties and scurried off to the private bathroom at the opposite end of the room, trying to tug her dress into place as she went. She’d been unsuccessful. Watching that firm, bare, round ass of hers sway as she ambled towards the bathroom across the large room was a sight to behold, and dwelling on what just happened, only added to the knot that seemed to be tightening in my stomach.
It didn’t take long for the stage fright to plague me once again. This time with more intensity than usual. It didn’t seem to matter where we were playing or how many folks were in the audience, I was always nervous before we went on. Once we were into our music, I’d calm down and be fine, but the anticipation always caused me to want to run in the opposite direction. You’d think that by now, after countless concerts and awards, I’d be over all this fear, but I wasn’t.
Not in the least.
There was another sink in the room besides the one in the bathroom, and I was able to clean up before I zipped up. Plus, throwing cold water on my face always helped me calm down from almost anything that had me by the balls, and today, I needed it even more than usual.
The realization that I’d just fucked Cody’s girl only added to my nerves.
I knew I couldn’t keep it from him for any length of time, but damn, the fallout from this might be more than I could even imagine.
“What the fuck was I thinking?” I whispered to myself as I gazed at my reflection in the mirror. My dark hair stood straight up on one side. I purposely raked my wet fingers through it to get it under control and to try to look as if all I was doing back here was sleeping. The thick scruff on my chin could’ve used a trim, but there was no time for that now.
I didn’t take the time to answer the question I’d asked myself. Instead, I quickly slipped on my boots and straightened out the long-sleeved gray t-shirt that I always wore onstage. I owned about fifty of these shirts and never wore much of anything else besides jeans and boots onstage or off. If the weather was too warm, I wore a short-sleeved gray t-shirt. I liked to keep things simple.
In little less than five minutes, while Emily was still in the bathroom, I was ready to rock the country.
“I’m gonna go on out there, Em. I’m already late. See you later!” I told her, standing at the closed bathroom door.
The door pulled open then, and she looked as if nothing had happened between us. Even her makeup was perfect. I had no idea how she’d recovered so fast, but I was glad she did.
“You go first, and I’ll follow in a few,” she said.
I couldn’t help but stop for a moment and revel in what had happened between us. Not only had it been unexpected, but it was possibly one of the most passionate moments of my life. I’d been with a lot of women, but none of them seemed to compare to this beauty standing in front of me, smiling.
“You’re lovely,” I told her, kissed her forehead, and left wondering what the hell I would tell Cody… if I would tell Cody… ever.
Fuck, but I may have just screwed up… big time.
WE OPENED WITH that Frank Sinatra song, The Way You Look Tonight. The bride and groom were introduced for the first time and did their slow dance. Natalie seemed to like our rendition of the song, especially when Cody sang the chorus. I could tell by the look on her face when she gazed up at us right before she rested her head on Bernard’s shoulder, that she was genuinely happy.
And if Natalie was happy, everybody won… we were all happy. Sort of like how a happy wife made a happy life. A slogan my dad lived by, and something I would absolutely adopt if I ever married. Proof was seeing that wide grin on Natalie’s face while she and her groom swayed out on the dance floor.
Even Cody seemed happy, which made me think that telling him I’d had sex with his girl probably wasn’t a good idea. I’d wait until tomorrow sometime, after Emily was on her way back to LA.
The good thing about all of this was that between the amazing feelings I’d had while on that sofa with Emily and my apprehensions about telling Cody, my normal stage fright had almost entirely disappeared before I sang the first note.
