Chapter Eleven

Fiona stretched as she slowly came awake. Her eyelashes fluttered as her arm slid over to find the bed next to her empty. Her eyes fully opened as she sat up and looked around. It took her a few seconds to remember where she was. They were in Nashville. They had gotten into town late last night. It had been a few days since the misdirection at the ring and she sent Justin to Heath. Things were back to normal. Or at least she thought they were. But now she had woken up alone in the bed. She looked around again and that's when she saw it. There was a note lying on the pillow next to her. Fiona reached over and grabbed the note and opened it.

Fee-

Sorry that you had to wake up alone. Heath and I wanted to get an early morning workout in so we hit the gym. We wanted to let you sleep. We're probably going to get some breakfast after working out so take this morning to have some Me Time. We'll see you tonight before the show.

Love,

Angel

Fiona smiled as she read the note. She knew the boys had been missing some of their workouts by sleeping in with her in the mornings. She was glad they were getting back to their regular routines. It was too much to ask of any of them to spend every waking minute of the day together. That wasn't a life that any of them wanted to live. She folded the note and put it on the nightstand.

Throwing back the covers, Fiona got out of bed. She was naked, as she always was; because that is the way they always slept together. There was no need of clothes when she curled up between her Heath and Justin. As she was walking to the bathroom she heard a noise. Her head whipped to see the French doors to the private balcony of their suite was slightly ajar. She immediately grabbed her white silk robe that was lying on the bench at the foot of the bed. Slipping it on she made her way to the doors. Nervousness ran up and down her spine. Who could be in their suite? She heard a noise that sounded like….a moan? She opened the doors a bit wider and her eyes widened at the sight before her.

Heath lay before her on the double wide chaise lounge chair. He still wore his workout clothes that consisted of a white ribbed tank that stretched over his broad muscular chest. His nipples were hard as they tented against the cotton of the tank. His black track shorts were hanging low off his hips, dangerously low in fact. Yet it was what he was doing that had her complete attention. He had one hand buried in his shorts as his head was back against the cushion of the chair. His strawberry colored hair was fanned out around his head and his eyes were closed. He was licking his lips as there was movement in his shorts. He was whispering softly. "Oh hell yeah, naw mean?"

Fiona was frozen as she watched him. She didn't hear Heath come in. In fact she had thought he was asleep beside her the whole time. Instead he was out here, in the enclosed balcony of their suit doing something else entirely. She licked her lips as she watched him. She was afraid to move; afraid she'd break the spell.

Still keeping his eyes closed, Heath pushed his shorts down as he pulled his hard throbbing shaft out. When he came back early from working out and saw Fiona still asleep he decided to leave her there. She needed her sleep and he didn't want to wake her. So he came out to the balcony to try and get some sun. Yet once he laid down his mind began to wander. He thought about last night's kissing session all three of them had before they went to sleep. The memory of deeply kissing both Fiona and Justin had his cock stirring in his shorts. He tried to ignore it but soon the memory of the kisses led to other memories. Memories of how it felt to be inside Fiona and how it felt to have his fingers inside of Justin. Soon his erection was not going to be ignored.

Once he pulled his cock out, Heath wrapped his hand around the thick shaft. He let out a slow hiss. He could feel himself throbbing in his hand. It had been so long since he had to jerk himself off. Lately between his two lovers he had been more than satisfied. But they weren't here now and right now he needed to come. His thumb slowly brushed over the swollen head and he moaned. It was soaked with his precum. "Yesss, oh fuck yeah…"

Gripping the door, Fiona bit down on her lower lip. Watching Heath stroke himself was an erotic experience. On one hand she wanted to go help him and do it for him. On the other hand she didn't want to move. She wanted to stare at him all day until he moaned out his release. She could feel herself growing wet between her legs from watching him.

Sliding his fist along his member, Heath found himself bucking his hips up off the chair. He squeezed himself as he fisted himself. In his mind he kept picturing each time that Fiona or Justin touched him and how good it felt. His fist slid from the base to the head of his shaft, up and down over and over. He rolled his hips, fucking his hand. A fine sheen of sweat was forming on his forehead and his upper lip. The heat of Nashville was making this solo session even steamier. He then took his free hand and teasingly ran his palm along the glistening tip of his cock. His head fell back as he moaned. "Fuck me!"

She couldn't take it anymore. Fiona had to touch him. Heath was a sex god and he was teasing her with his impromptu solo session, even if he didn't know it. She opened her mouth to say something when suddenly the heavens opened up.

Slowly at first the raindrops came down as a slight sprinkle. Heath felt them hit his chest and his eyelashes fluttered. He continued to stroke his cock, the feeling intensifying with each stroke. He was too close to orgasm to stop now. Yet Mother Nature had other plans. Suddenly the rain came down in full force. It started to fall down on the redhead, soaking him and his clothes.

"What the fuck—" Heath's eyes opened wide as his hand started to move off his shaft.

"No don't stop!" Fiona finally protested as she walked out onto the balcony in an effort to make sure he continued.

Heath's head whipped around to stare at the intruder. When he saw it was Fiona, his eyes widened. She was only wearing the white silk robe that he and Justin had bought her on their weekend away. By now the rain was coming down pretty good. It soaked her robe, plastering it to her sexy body. He could the outline of her breasts and those perky hard nipples of hers. Thanks to the rain he could see that she wore nothing under the robe. Her dark hair hung soaked around her face as her blue eyes stared back at him. He licked his lips. "You were—watching me?" He asked softly.

She nodded slowly. "I got Justin's note about you two working out. Then I saw the balcony doors open. I came to see why they were open and I heard you moan."

Fiona found she couldn't take her eyes off of Heath. He still sat on the chaise lounge with his cock in his hand. The white tank now was soaked completely thru, stuck to the hard muscles of his chest like a second skin. His beautiful red hair was soaked back from his face. Her eyes moved down to stare at his shaft. Rain drops ran down over the head and all she could think about was licking each one off. She licked her lips at the thought. "What were you thinking about?" She asked.

A slow smirk graced Heath's face as he slowly stood up. He made his way over to her. "You really want to know, baby?" His southern drawl seemed thicker, and his voice huskier. His eyes had darkened to black. She knew that meant he was aroused; probably just as aroused as she was. The rain fell down on them. Neither one of them noticed as they only stared at each other.

"Of course Heath." Fiona smiled at him.

Heath approached her as he wrapped both arms around her, pulling her close to him as he whispered in her ear. "You. I was thinking about you as I stroked my cock. Thoughts of you were turning me on. You and Justin."

Wrapping her arms around his neck, her fingers start to play with his wet hair. She nuzzled against him as she whispered back. "I like turning you on."

Those were the right words to say at that moment. Cupping the back of her head, Heath's lips came down upon hers. This kiss seemed to be different as it was more passionate than fiery. Using just his lips, he massaged hers as he teased them. Brushing back and forth, he wanted to just feel her lips. He moaned as he felt her melt against him.

Feeling Heath kiss her this softly, Fiona offered her lips to him. This was a new way of kissing him. Usually he was the one who kissed her with a bit of force in his kisses. Now he was taking his time. She moaned softly against his lips, causing them to vibrate. She felt him stir against her which only excited her more.

Finally Heath snaked out his tongue as he traced her lips. He wanted to memorize the taste of her. Over and over, he bathed her lips with the tip of his tongue. He was grateful she didn't rush him. The rain beat down on them but neither one of them cared. They were oblivious to the raindrops that fell. All they cared about was kissing each other. Only when he was ready did his tongue slide in her mouth to reach out for her tongue. Finding it, he deepened the kiss.

Swirling her tongue around his, it took a minute before Fiona noticed that Heath was untying her robe. Only when he slid his hands inside and started to push it off her shoulders did she notice. Moaning in his mouth, she lowered her arms as she allowed the saturated silk to fall from her body. It didn't take long for Heath's large hands to replace the silk upon her breasts. She moaned against his mouth as she felt him kneading the soft mounds in his hands.

Suckling on her tongue, Heath brushed his thumbs over the turgid peaks of her rosy nipples. He felt her hips jerk against his as he continued his sensual assault on her breasts. He loved her breasts. They fit perfectly into his hands. He could never get enough of caressing or kneading them. He tweaked her nipples with his thumbs and fingers and he heard her sudden intake of breath. Slowly breaking the kiss, he whispered. "Right now I'm so turned on by you, Fiona."

Grabbing the hem of his tank, Fiona slid it up over his head as she pulled it off his body. Dropping it at their feet, she looked up into his eyes. Her hands slid up over the hard muscles of his chest. She could see the soft freckles that dotted his skin. To her they were marks of perfection. Her thumbs brushed over plump pink nipples. "We seem to be good together, Heath."

He smiled down at her as he caressed her cheek. "Yeah we do, babe."

Her hands slid back down his chest as they reached his shorts. Tugging on them, they too ended up on the balcony floor to join his tank. Now both of them stood naked as the rain poured down on them. She pressed her body closer to his. "It's raining."

Suddenly he swept her up in his powerful arms as the muscles rippled under his freckled skin. "Yes it is." He chuckled as she let her head fall back to capture raindrops on her tongue. He captured her tongue and suckled softly. That led to another mind blowing kiss. He walked over to the lounge chair and laid her down on it.

Looking up at him, Fiona giggled. "What are you doing?"

Heath wiggled his eyebrows. He started at her ankles as he ran his hands up over her legs. Fiona's skin was so smooth. He loved touching her; feeling the satiny texture of her skin under his ring weathered hands. She was his direct opposite. Where he was hard, she was soft. Where he was forceful, she was gentle. She was perfect.

His fingertips grazed softly over the curve of her calves. The water from the rain acted as nature's lubricant. When he got to her thighs, his palms spread them apart. He licked his lips. Heath knew what he wanted and no one was going to deny him. He watched as raindrops rolled down over her length and bud. It was as if nature was making sure she was perfectly wet just for him.

Fiona's breath became caught in her throat when Heath made his move. The instant his tongue flicked against her bud, her head fell back as she moaned loudly. She could feel the tip of his tongue swirl around her swollen bud as he traced it, circling over and over. His tongue was soft as if made from velvet. There was no doubt that Heath knew how to use it. He was paying attention to the tiny nub of nerves that was causing the wetness to pour out of her as fast as the rain was falling. Over and over he'd flick his tongue over it, knowing full well he was teasing her.

Heath loved the taste of Fiona. The rain only added to it. He took her bud between his full lips, suckling softly as if he had one of her nipples in his mouth. He heard her cry out and that only had him growing harder. Using his lips he tugged softly as if milking her. That's when he felt her fingers slide through his hair. Letting go of her bud, he used the flat of his tongue to lick her length fully. Lapping at her, he licked the raindrops and her wetness from her. He could feel her getting soaked by the second and the rain had nothing to do with it. Using the tip of his tongue he traced her lips. He let the tip of his tongue skim along each lip, teasing her. He loved going down on her. Foreplay to him was a chance to please her in a way that fucking just couldn't. He could make her come over and over during their foreplay.

Her breath was becoming caught in her throat as she felt Heath's tongue working its magic on her wetness. He wasn't in a rush and instead he was doing everything he could to take his time. She felt his tongue start at the bottom of her entrance and lick his way up to her bud. A tortured moan escaped from her lips. Her hips lifted from the chair as if her body demanded more. Her fingers dug into his hair as she tugged on the red strands. That's when she felt it. Heath slammed his tongue deep inside her. Her hips bucked as she held onto his head for support; once again tugging on his hair.

Feeling her grind her body against his mouth, Heath moaned. His tongue slid in and out of her body. His palms caressed her thighs, moving up and down. He curled his tongue inside her trying to reach her g-spot. With each thrust, they moved together. His tongue swirled around inside her each time he thrust it inside. Yet he wasn't in a hurry. This wasn't like before where it was rushed or forceful. No, this time his strokes were more sensual. Slow and steady his tongue moved in and out.

Crying out softly, Fiona rolled her hips against his tongue. She rode his tongue as if she were riding his cock. With each thrust, Heath would wiggle his tongue inside her. He knew just what to do to get a moan out of her. Shivers ran up and down her spine with each stroke. She didn't know how much longer she could hang on. Her body started to shake and that's when she knew. She was going to come very soon.

Pulling his tongue out so he could speak, Heath whispered. "That's it baby. I want to feel you come on my tongue. I want to feel you let go around it. Squeeze my tongue with that sweet body of yours." Suddenly his tongue was back inside her; as deep as it could go.

Hearing the huskiness of his voice and the sensations he was creating, Fiona didn't last long. She arched up off the chair as she moaned his name. Her body exploded around his tongue as she came. Her body squeezed around his tongue as the wave of her orgasm came crashing down around her. The rain poured down over her as if it sensed she needed the cooling down.

Once her orgasm was done, Heath slid up and covered her body with his. His lips found hers again as he gave her a long deep languorously kiss. Their bodies slid against each other's. Slick from the rain, hands moved over wet skin while tongues reached out for each other. The kiss was about passion and romance. Fiona could feel how hard Heath was as his shaft rested against her thigh. She could feel the heat coming from his body, despite the coolness from the summer rain. "I need you, Fiona. I need to be inside you." He whispered in a throaty voice.

"I need you just as badly Heath." She whispered back as she pushed his hair from his face.

"You are so beautiful." He whispered as his lips trailed along her throat. "I live to see you each day. Being with you and seeing you have become just as important to me as breathing."

She moaned as she felt the tip of his cock tease her opening. "I'm right here Heath. Right here for you." She ran her hands down the broad expanse of his back. She felt the muscles ripple under her touch. She loved his body. He was so gorgeous. To her, he had the body of a Greek God. She could spend all day just kissing his body. That was something she would definitely have to do in the future.

"You belong to us." Heath whispered. "To me right now." He started to slide in as slow as he could. The tip slid in as he rolled his hips, sinking into her wetness. He moaned as his eyes closed. The feeling of sliding into her was something he found he craved and he wanted it to last as long as it could. Going as slow as he can, he slid his shaft inside her. Her body hugged his tightly as he gave her every inch. "Oh fuck yessss…" He hissed.

To Fiona the slow entry was pure sensual torture. Always before Heath would thrust as fast as he could inside her. This was totally different, and hell she loved it. She wrapped her legs around his waist, which only caused him to go even deeper. "Heath…." She moaned.

"It feels so good to go this slow." He whispered huskily. "I didn't know."

"Sometimes fast and hard feels damn good, but slow and sensual like this feels amazing too." She whispered in his ear.

"It feels incredible." He agreed with her. Once he was fully inside of her he paused briefly. He wanted to savor the feeling of being inside of her. He let his head fall back as the rain cascaded down upon them. Feeling the soft summer rain beat down on them, Heath felt as if it couldn't get any more perfect. That's when he thrust his hips and started moving inside her. Both of them cried out at once.

Fiona grabbed onto his shoulders for support as she ground her hips into his. Heath was grabbing onto the arms of the chair as he sensually slid his cock in and out of her tight passage. He was in no hurry and neither was she. He bent his head and latched onto a perky nipple. His tongue bathed the nipple, teasing it, as his hips rolled against hers. With each stroke Heath would go deeper, giving her more of himself. The two lovers came together in the soft summer rain.

Heath moved his mouth from one breast to the other. He gripped the arms of the chair as his member stroked her from the inside. She was soaked and he knew it wasn't from the rain pouring down on them. He had never done this in the rain before. Before meeting Fiona, sex was just that, sex. Yet with her, and even with Justin, now it was anything than just sex. With a roll of his hips, he slid in deeper and he swore that he brushed her womb itself. He heard her cry out. "Oh hell Fiona…babe….. I didn't hurt you did I?"

"No. Don't stop Heath." She moaned. "This feels incredible when you go this slowly. It's like I'm feeling all of you."

"You want to feel all of me?" Heath teased. "You mean like this?" He pulled out until just the tip was inside of her. He started moving just the tip in and out of her. He heard her moan as she arched up trying to take him deeper inside her. Then going slowly, inch by inch, he slid deeper inside her. His plan backfired because not only did Fiona moan but he cried out in pure pleasure.

She grabbed his head and pulled him down for another deep kiss. His tongue found hers as they started to kiss passionately. He picked up his pace a bit as his cock slid in and out faster inside her. Between stroking and being inside her, Heath wasn't sure how much longer he could last. That's when a sobering thought hit him. He broke the kiss. "Baby, we forgot to use protection."

Fiona caressed his face. "Don't worry. Just pull out when you're ready to come. "

"Are you sure? We'll make a mess." Heath looked into her eyes.

"Yes, I'm sure. We'll just go hop in the shower afterwards." She kissed him softly.

Kissing her softly, Heath slowly broke the kiss. "This feels so good and so…beautiful. I just didn't want to make it feel…cheap." He whispered shyly.

"Nothing could make being with you feel cheap, Heath. Nothing." She whispered as she arched up, taking him deeper.

Heath moaned as he ground his hips against hers, sliding as deep as he could inside her. "Being inside you feels so damn good baby." He started to jackhammer his hips, sliding in and out deeper each time.

Without warning, Fiona's orgasm came out of nowhere. It washed over her like the rain pouring down. She cried out as she hung onto Heath. Her body bucked up against his as she shook. She squeezed around his shaft, soaking him as she let go. She gave in as the pleasurable sensations overcame her.

Feeling Fiona come around him, Heath hissed through a clenched jaw. He was barely hanging on. He knew he had to pull out now or come deep inside Fiona. That thought fluttered inside his brain for a microsecond before he pulled back. He slid out of her as he let out an almost animalistic growl as he started to come. His body exploded as hot jets of his juices covered her stomach as his own orgasm overtook him.

Heath slumped down as he fell on Fiona. He didn't care that his juices were now coating both of their stomachs. That's what they made showers for. All he cared about now was holding his woman. He nuzzled his head against her breasts as the rain poured down to cool off the lovers. He felt her fingers come up to slide through his hair. "That was incredible." He whispered.

"It was beautiful." Fiona whispered.

He lifted his head and looked into her eyes. He smiled as she brushed his hair out of his face. He could see her blue eyes twinkling back at him. He could see how much she cared shining deep in her eyes. "I'm sure doing this in the rain probably wasn't the best idea…" He chuckled almost shyly.

She smiled at him as she kissed him softly. "I thought it was perfect. Very romantic. I think you have a hidden soft side Mr. Slater."

"Shhhhh!" He put a finger to her lips. "I have a bad ass rockstar image to protect darlin'!"

Fiona drew his finger in her mouth and suckled softly. She felt Heath shiver. Swirling her tongue around his finger, she nibbled softly. She then let the finger slide out of her mouth. "I won't tell."

"Where is Angel?" He asked her. "Is he still working out?"

"I think so. He wasn't in the suite when I woke up." She caressed his cheek.

Standing up, Heath pulled her up with him. "Well then we have time to clean up before he comes back. First we'll take a shower and then we'll go cuddle in bed."

"Cuddle?" Fiona looked at him, cocking her head.

"Yes cuddle. You know I do know how to cuddle." He teased as he kissed her softly.

"You will definitely have to prove this to me." She teased back.

"Is that a challenge darlin'?" There was a mischievous twinkle to Heath's dark eyes.

"And if it is?" Fiona asked.

"You're on." He swept her up in his arms as he carried her into the suite.