PART TWO
A/N In part two, Rondo returns to the spotlight and loses himself - body and soul.
The platinum blonde answered the insistent buzz from her employer. "Mr. McGregg will see you now, Sir."
"Thank you." Rondo pulled two small purple slips of paper from his shirt pocket. "Maybe if you and a friend are free this evening, you can come down to the Flying Machine and hear our set. We go on at 10 and play until midnight." Rondo gave a dazzling smile as she allowed her fingers to caress his as she took the tickets.
False eyelashes alternately shielded and revealed brilliant green eyes. "Can I bring a boy friend, or a girl friend?"
"If you bring a boy, my bass player will be disappointed. Won't matter to me 'cause I'll be dancing with you." He curled his fingers around her palm and lifted her knuckles to his lips. "Until tonight."
"Tonya, tell that ragged assed musician to get in here or get the fuck out of my office. I aint got all day to sit in here jacking off waiting on him!" A short barrel-chested man exploded from the office the stub of a cigar clamped tight between his teeth. "What the fuck do you think you're doing? Get your hands off my daughter!"
Ever the smooth talker, Rondo released Tonya's hand and stood giving the man an innocent smile. "I was just inviting your lovely daughter to come hear us play tonight. She can tell you how the audience responds to us."
"Call me Mac." the beefy hand not holding the cigar butt, was thrust at Rondo.
"Pleased to meet ya Mac. I'm Rondo. Lead singer of the Velvet Tones." Rondo grasped the offered hand and gave it a firm shake.
"Come on in here and we'll talk business. Tonya, no disturbances." Mac gave his daughter a glare and ushered Rondo into his private office.
"Mr. M..Mac…" Rondo found himself slammed into the wall an iron forearm closing off his airway.
"Touch my daughter and I'll be feeding your little prick to the fish off pier 6. Understand?" Mac growled his eyes wild and the glowing tip of the cigar barely an inch from Rondo's left eye. "She is pure as a virgin snowfall and she will remain that way. Her womanhood will be breached only by the man who takes her to wife before God, her Mother and Me."
Rondo was feeling the fear in his belly crawl to the lungs in his chest begging for air. He was starting to see fuzzy shapes floating in front of him and his ears were ringing. He blinked several times praying Mac would understand that he was agreeing. There were too many girls available for the taking to loose his life over one tasty morsel.
"Good boy." Mac said returning the cigar to his mouth and delivering a stinging slap to both cheeks. "You remember that one simple rule and we will be friends for life."
Ladies were five deep all around the stage. Rondo sang a couple lines to each of them. He went down on one knee and looked deep into their luminous eyes as he sang about forever love and passion so hot it scorched the soul. He spotted Tonya and moved in the opposite direction. He heard the opening notes of Wilson Pickett's In The Midnight Hour and knew it was time to wrap up tonight's show. He chose a plump brunette and sang the entire song just to her.
"Great job Man. I got a date with that little honey right over there." Samson pointed to a petite redhead with a large bust. "Stay safe." Samson gave a two finger salute and leapt off the stage to pull the laughing woman into his arms.
Rondo gave a return salute and began looking for his own entertainment. He was about to invite a tall ebony Goddess to join him at the bar when a double whiskey was shoved into his hands. "Afraid of my Daddy?" Tonya asked a playful pout pursing her full pink lips.
Those lips opened a sliver and the tip of a wet pink tongue appeared. His heart rate tripled as he imagined those lips opening to close on his heated flesh and that wicked tongue leaving a trail of seared flesh and scorching promises of more delight when they were alone in the shadows of this hot August night.
"I aint afraid. Just don't make sense to mess where a man eats." He drained the whiskey in one gulp and tried to step around her still intent on taking the ebony Goddess home.
"Do you want me to give Daddy a good report or not?" Tonya smiled. "I promise not to bite you, unless you like teeth marks. Do you Rondo?"
He didn't like rough sex. Loving was like music to him, the smoother the better. He enjoyed pleasuring a woman all night long. If he left a woman with less than five orgasms, he had a bad night. His claim to fame was loving them so good they slept through him leaving the next morning. "Not my thing, Baby."
"So you like boring old missionary sex." Tonya challenged. "You ever tried any fun stuff, Rondo?" She trailed her fingers across his shoulder to his ear and traced the outer edge. "Come here, I have a secret to share with you." She crooked her finger inviting him closer.
He could stand here and debate sexual positions with her, or he could take his leave and make a move on the Goddess. "I'm flattered, but this aint a game I wanna play with you. Excuse me." He set the empty glass on the stage.
Velvet soft lips brushed his ear as she went up on tiptoe and whispered. "I'm not a virgin."
His dick sprang to life straining to gain freedom form the tight satin. "Tonya, don't be…"
Scorching breath trailed from his ear to the corner of his mouth. She pressed her full breasts against his arm and let her tongue tease small circles from top lip to bottom and back again. He fought for a full minute before dragging her to him and covering her lips with his own.
Tonya lay on the clean sheets rolling her nipples between her thumb and forefinger. "I have every record you have made. In fact, I played Baby Love Me Down Tonight so many times I had to buy a new copy."
He watched in fascination as her left hand skimmed her lean stomach and twisted in the blonde curls of her mound. In his head he was rehearsing what he would say to Mac if this night ever made it to the man's hearing. A smart man would have zipped his fly and ran from the room. Rondo was not a smart man where women were concerned. He downed another double and stripped in less than a minute.
"What a treat for me!" Tonya exclaimed taking him in her hand and moving up and down the heated shaft. "This is an all day sucker for sure."
He could blame the whiskey. He could say his mind filled with a temporary sickness causing him to lose his judgment. He could say her beauty lured him. Or he could tell the truth and say he wanted her with a desire he had never felt for any other woman.
Rondo covered the ivory body with his own and sank into heaven. His normal slow pace was tossed aside as he sought her entrance. With a hard shove, he pushed into her and felt her legs clamp around him as her flesh split. His own throaty curse blended with her own harsh cry of pain.
"What the fuck have I done?" He whispered slowly withdrawing from her tight body.