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Chapter Eight

     I woke up beside Eli and a grin spread across my face instantly. I didn't want to be anywhere else, just right there with him.

     I stared at him while he slept and I leaned over and kissed him lightly on the hand. His eyes fluttered open and he smiled at me.

     “Hello beautiful, how are you this morning?” All I could see in his eyes was desire. I was becoming lost in those eyes and did not want to deny him anything.

     “Sleepy, you?”

     I moved in close to him and felt his morning wood. I gripped it and he growled. I wanted him again before we started our day.

     “I want you so badly, Sadie.”

     “That makes two of us,” I said seductively.

     I kissed his mouth deeply, feeling him growing even more rock-hard in my hand.

     He cupped my jaw and put his lips to mine with a softness that I didn't even know he was capable of. I moaned and parted my lips slightly as he pushed his body against mine. I wanted to put my hands all over his body. In fact, I needed to put my hands on his body.

     He kissed me so slowly and deeply that I felt like I was losing control of myself. Kissing Eli was addictive. I took complete control of his mouth and tasted every inch of it. Sucking, nipping, tasting, and I could tell by the look on his face that he was losing the ability to concentrate.

     “You make me crazy,” he said simply.

     We weren't wearing any clothing so it was easy to get right to things. His cock stood hard before me and I took it in my mouth, causing him to intake air suddenly. I sucked him slowly, taking all of his cock. I pulled it out of my mouth, even though I loved the sight of it. He gasped in surprise, a grin forming on his face as he looked at my breasts rise and fall before him.

     He bent down to me and found my mouth once again. A moan escaped me when his mouth consumed me. His kisses travelled down my neck and back up. His hands were in my hair, holding me in place while he kissed me.

     His hands were on my breasts and he cupped one of them, bringing it to his mouth to suck. His tongue twirled around my nipple, making it harden instantly. The ache in my body throbbed harder as he tasted me. He sucked my nipples and teased me, listening to the cries of passion come from my lips.

     He put his hand between my legs and cupped me. Eli rubbed me with the heel of his palm, slowly rubbing his finger along the moist folds of my opening. I was shaking underneath him and it just turned me on even more.

     He stopped kissing me as I watched his hands on my body.  A smile formed on his face as I shook under him.

     “Tell me that this is for me.”

     I nodded, gasping. “It's for you, baby.”

     I wrapped my legs around him and his cock grazed my opening. He pinned my wrists above my head, locking them tightly in one hand. His fingers entered me and I gasped.

     “Do you want me inside you?”

     “Yes, please.”

     He looked at me longingly and I knew I had never seen a more sexy man in all my life.

     “Please, Eli, I need you.”

     The next thing I knew, he was inside me, filling me up slowly, drawing out the pleasure excruciatingly slow. I think he worried that he would break me if he went too fast. He was so snugly inside me. A moan escaped me as he filled me completely with his size. My pussy felt so incredible. He grabbed my breasts and cupped them gently as he bent down to claim my mouth once again.

     He rocked inside me gently as I walked a fine line between delirium and sanity. He sucked on my nipples and I could feel myself clench around his cock, my orgasm building up inside me. I shuddered as he moved his hips against mine. My eyes were rolling back in my head as waves of pleasure marked my face. I exploded around him and my whole body shook with my orgasm. He followed quickly after, unable to hold back. I clutched his hard body as I continued to orgasm. He licked my chest and bit into my shoulder. He growled in satisfaction as he continued to rock inside me, even though our waves of pleasure had slowed. I relaxed and attempted to catch my breath.

     He grabbed my ass and was still hard inside of me. He began rocking inside me again, faster as he took me for the second time. I gasped as he plunged in hard and fast, and my gasps turned to moans as my body prepared for another earth shattering orgasm. I came again with him and my body was literally humming afterwards. He had claimed me as his own, taking me how I’d wanted for so long. His body was mine and I hoped he didn't want it any other way.

     He rolled off of me and pulled me close, wrapping his arms around me. It wasn't long before I fell asleep in his arms.

***

     The morning became crazy busy as we had to pack and leave for the show. We had slept in longer than we wanted and now we were rushing around trying to get everything done before we left to go back to the band. I couldn't keep the smile off of my face. Sex last night and again that morning, I was lost in thoughts of the things he had done to me. I’d loved every moment of it and I had to admit I wanted more. I would have suggested round two that morning if we weren't due to be somewhere else.

     I had sent a message to Dan, letting him know that Eli was on his way back. He told me I deserved a raise and would get one.

     When we arrived, there was a buzz in the air and I was getting strange.
Did people know about us? Had there been pictures?

    
“My god, Eli, I am so glad to see you! How was your vacation, man?” Dan said with a wink.

    
Okay, maybe some people know.

     “Good. It was,” he paused and looked at me, “relaxing. I'm looking forward to an awesome show.”

     Jarrod walked up to us and nervous butterflies made a home in my stomach.
Please don't make a scene so that Eli leaves again.

    
“Hey, man. I'm uhh...glad to have you back. Sorry that I behaved like such a dick. You're just as much part of the band as I am. So I hope you...will...umm...stay I guess.”

     It wasn't the most heartfelt apology and I doubted that any of it was sincere, but at least he apologized.

     “Yeah, no worries, Jarrod, let’s just put on a good show.”

     The band members left to get ready for the show. They were due on stage in an hour. Dan turned to look at me and said, “Wow, you really are a miracle worker. I can't thank you enough. I was serious about the raise and will make sure you get it.”

     “Thanks.”

    “How did you ever get him to come back?”

    I smiled playfully, “The power of persuasion, of course. He just needed a little down time, is all. I’m sure he’ll be on his game tonight.”

Chapter Nine

     I watched the concert start from the wings. It was a nice up close and personal look of the band playing. I couldn't help but be impressed by their performance and the ability they had in getting the crowd in an uproar.

     To my surprise, Eli called for me to come out on stage. My mouth fell open and I shook my head furiously. I didn't know what Eli was up to, but I couldn't imagine going out onto that stage. I wasn’t a rock star. Just a girl.

     “Sadie, come out here!”

     By the look on Jarrod's face, he was pissed that Eli was doing his own thing on stage. Really being his own person, but there was nothing he could do about it in front of the crowd. I walked out on trembling legs and made my way to Eli. He went to the side of the stage and pulled out a stool for me to sit on. I sat down slowly, not sure what to expect from him. My heart was beating way too fast while my stomach was doing cartwheels. Being on stage was intimidating. The lights were hot and looking out at the crowd was daunting, to say the least. I almost wanted to run off stage, but I knew this moment was important to Eli in some way and he needed to make a stand for himself.

“Everyone, I want you to meet Sadie. She’s taught me some shit this past week, and I just feel it’s right to share my new muse with the world.”

I could feel the hearts breaking in the crowd in front of us, but the girls kept cheering. At least no one booed, though I imagined Jarrod wished they had.    

Eli he broke out into a song that he had written just for me. It was a slow melody and as he sang the lyrics, I realized with a smile that it was a love song.
He wrote a love song just for me.
Not only was he playing the guitar, but he was singing as well. He was really good at it; I could almost feel Jarrod's face growing red behind me, and I wondered if it occurred to him that Eli could take over the singing for the band as well. A little fear might do Jarrod some good.

     The crowd went wild over the song and the roar was thunderous. It was funny how even though the crowd was deafening, all I could hear was Eli. I could still hear his beautiful words to me even though the screams around me should have made it impossible. The crowd was eating up the surprise that Eli had given them.

How many girls really get to experience such a thing?
There I was, being sung to by a man I was quickly falling in love with. Was this song evidence that he was falling in love with me too? I could only hope. In that moment, I felt like we could really conquer anything together. We could both have a career in music and be a wonderful support system for one another.

     When he finished there was clapping all over, except from Jarrod, who stood sullen at the front of the stage. Even Dan was clapping loudly at the side of the stage. I laughed as I got up and turned around, really taking in all the excitement around me. People loved the fact that we were together. I had never felt more accepted than I did in that moment and yet the only thing that mattered to me was that Eli not only accepted me, but that he wanted me as well.

     Eli pulled me to him and our lips met, igniting sparks all over the stage. We kissed like that for a moment and I didn't care what anyone thought. This was my man and I would kiss him any time I wanted to. He pulled away from me and smiled down at me.

     “Did you like the song?”

     I giggled. “Are you kidding me? I've never had anyone do something so special for me.”

     “You make me happy, Sadie. Very, very happy.”

     I grinned. “I guess you really showed Jarrod, didn't you?”

     “Yup. There was no better way to do it.”

     “I think I'm falling in love with you, Eli.”

     “You're not alone, sweetheart. I'm right here with you...falling.”

     Feeling giddy, I kissed him again feverishly. The passion inside me was ignited once again and I desperately needed his lips against mine.

     I had never felt so honored in all my life for him to have gone public about us. It really showed that he was proud to be with me. There would be no more secrets between us. We would make a go of our relationship despite what anyone thought of it. Our feelings were only going to grow by the day.

     While we stood there together it was as if all the thousands of screaming fans just died away. I no longer heard them and they didn't matter to me. It was just Eli and me in that moment, in our own little world. We could build that world anywhere. Just the two of us. Nothing else mattered. Not Jarrod's arrogance or what Dan wanted. The crowd didn't matter. The only thing that mattered was how I felt when I was in his arms. And I felt perfectly happy.

     It was time for him to get back to his fans and give them the show of his career. I turned around to the fans, grinning, and I heard the crowd once again. I waved to them as I headed off stage. I looked over my shoulder and found Eli watching me as I left. I blew him a kiss and smiled devilishly.

     Eli Oliver was all mine and I had no intention of ever letting him go.

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