Rob was quiet on the drive back to his apartment.
When Lucy pulled up to the curb and killed the engine, her eyes studied him. “Anything wrong?” she asked.
He didn’t answer.
“Rob?” she raised her voice a notch.
Rob blinked his eyes several times as if coming out of a trance. “What?” he turned his eyes to look at her.
“I asked you if anything was wrong.”
With one hand, Rob massaged the back of his neck. It was rigid with tension. “Nah,” he shook his head. “I think the Valium is wearing off, is all.”
“Do you think you should be taking those?” she asked.
He felt the anger start at his spine and crawl up his neck. Stop it, Lucy, stop with the mother act. “I only took the one, Luce. It’s all good.”
“Want me to come up?”
He thought about it for a moment. He didn’t, but he did. He didn’t because his nerves were frazzled, even with the Valium. He did because...well, just because.
“Sure,” he said with a smile. “I would like that.”
She flashed a quick smile as she opened the door of the Toyota and stepped out. “Are you hungry, Rob? I could make us some dinner. Or we could order a pizza or something.”
“Yea, that sounds good.” Rob wasn't hungry. He didn’t want a pizza. What he really wanted was a tall Jack and Coke and some really awesome sex. He was pretty sure that Lucy would oblige.
***
The following morning, the alarm rang at eight o’clock. Rob reached to find it and ended up shoving it off the nightstand. He swore silently to himself as he slid naked off the bed until he reached it, shutting it off.
“Oh my God,” Lucy’s voice came from the other side of the bed. “What the fuck is that noise?”
“Sorry, Luce.” Rob reversed his position until he was back on the bed. “It was the alarm.”
“Why did you set the alarm for Christ's sake?” she grumbled. “I’m still tired after last night.”
Rob laughed. “I’ll just bet you are. You don’t have to get up. But I have to be at Brown’s office by ten.”
“I’m not making you breakfast.” Her voice came through the blanket over her head. “And I’m not going with you.”
“You don’t have to. I already told you that last night.”
“Oh, that’s right. Good, see you later.”
Rob kissed the top of her head that wasn’t covered by the blanket. “See you later.”
He flipped on the hot water in the shower then turned to the sink to shave, smiling at his reflection as he thought back to the night before.
***
When they got home from the studio, he was dreading the conversation he needed to have with Lucy. He was afraid he started something he shouldn’t have by inviting her into his recording session. He had the impression Brown didn’t want her there. But there was more to it than that. The look on Brown’s face told Rob he was going to get a tongue lashing.
The smile left his face. The rock in his stomach rumbled. That damnable feeling of dread started to cover him. He shook the feeling by thinking about the night before, about the pizza they didn’t have, and about the incredible sex they did.
As soon as Rob opened the door to his apartment, he turned and swooped Lucy up in his arms. Using one foot, he kicked the door shut then carried her to the bedroom. After flopping her down on the bed, he crawled up her body, kissing her greedily. His hands searched for the buttons on her blouse. He quickly undid them, shoving the blouse down her arms.
“I guess pizza is out of the question,” she giggled.
Rob unbuttoned her skirt and removed it, tossing it aside. “Yes, it definitely is." Standing, he tore off his own shirt and slid his jeans down his legs. “I’m so hungry, Lucy,” he said softly. “Hungry for you.”
She held out her arms. “Make love to me, Rob. Be my lover.”
His eyes sought hers in the dimness of the room. “I am your lover.” His lips left hers and snaked a trail down her neck and to her breasts. He found the snap of her bra, and he unhooked it. “Perfect,” he said softly. “Just perfect.” He took an erect nipple in his mouth, sucking gently.
Lucy groaned. “Harder,” she cried. “Suck them harder.”
He used his teeth to nibble and bite.
She cried out in delight. “Yes, yes, that’s it!.”
“Tell me what you want, Lucy, my love,” Rob breathed in her ear.
“I want…” she panted heavily.
“Tell me,” he urged. “I have to know. I have to please you.”
“I want it all.”
Rob sucked in his breath. Did she want it all? Did he dare? He answered that question by flipping her onto her stomach.
She didn’t fight him.
His tongue traveled the length of her spine.
She was covered in a subtle sheen of sweat. She tasted salty. He loved smelling her when she was like this. She gave off an odor of musk, salt, and something else he couldn’t quite figure out. But it was enough to drive him mad.
He wet his fingers with his mouth then slid them up her fanny.
“No, Rob!” she cried out.
“Yes, baby. You want it all, and I want you to have it.”
“I don’t know if I can!”
He felt her body stiffen in fear. Stopping his movements, he slid back up her body and put his mouth close to her ear. “You can. You have to relax. I love you, my Lucy, my lover, and I want it all, too.”
She weakened at his words. He kissed her and ran his hands slowly up and down her body. “Such a beautiful body. I want to devour you. I want you to be all mine.”
“I am,” she whimpered.
“Then I’m going to take all of you.”
As gently as he could, Rob slid his cock up her ass. She tightened up. A small scream escaped her lips. He slid in and out, moving as slowly as he could. “Am I hurting you?"
“Yes,” she cried at first. Then her body went limp, and she whispered, “No."
“Do you like it?”
“Yes.”
“I like it, too. But I don’t want to hurt you.” He slid his cock out of her and turned her onto her back.
Her eyes were shiny and moist. “I’ve never done that before.”
“Me, either,” he confessed. “But, baby, I have to have it all from you.”
“I love you, Rob.” She started to cry and covered her face with her hands. “I don’t know what I’m doing anymore.”
Rocking her gently, stroking her hair, Rob let her cry. “I know, Lucy,” he said. “But at least we’ll do it together.”
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Lucky the paddle didn't hit her. 17, a job that has to destroy whatever stability he has with Lucy. She's everything but at 17 Capital calls the shots and his everything is over. At least John Lennon was twenty-two and I remembered he demanded not to keep it a secret, and it wasn't. You goggle check that. I didn't, but I remember something about that. At least in 1964 everybody in America knew he was married. I keep wondering when I heard about the cell phone what year all this was happening, with music industry all its changes in the last forty years, that's an important peace of information for the reader. And if he's a country singer that's important to know the genre of the music he is playing.
With your type of story, you being a qualified writer, i only throw out what's going through mind when I read your chapters. I'm not critizing what you are doing, but I'm pretty imaginative, and who knows maybe some of my imagination fits in your scope.
If you don't like sci-fi, okay, no problem, no need to read. I just posted a chapter that needed 20.89 points, so I'm thankful for having a writer that is an easy read, and I know so little about the psychology in this book, a novice in the woods giving suggestions .but heck, I might learn something.
HI, I thought about what you said about putting lyrics in the book. Well, I was going to do that. I was going to use a son but I had to look up the song I wrote with my now Ex on BMI website and discovered that he screwed me over on it. I'm having a battle right now on messenger about it. I'm so upset, I don't know what to do. This song was My idea and My tune and I wrote half the lyrics. If I could cry I would, but I'm still in shock.
Hey, KL. B seems to be shortening the leash quickly. Wonder how much freedom Rob will have 'fore long. So if I get it, Lucy's gonna have to leave or keep a very low profile. I don't know...he's seventeen and already he's visited several circles of Dante's hell.
And Valium...'fore long, I expect Rob's gonna zoned out...more malleable for B...
This is very interesting in every chapter; it's difficult to put this book down :-0
CHEERS!!!!
Mike
I keep saying Thank you, wishing there were other words. It's so funny too, because I think my characters are writing this book! I never do an outline. I go outside and have a smoke and a scene pops into my head! It's crazy. Right now, though, they're not talking to me so I'm working on the other stuff. but I have a lot already written on Starr, it's just earning the coins to post!! KL
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