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The Tension Explodes

The Car Ride

Cherry drove Drew to the Hilton in downtown Nashville to pack his things in her cherry red Jeep Grand Cherokee Laredo. The atmosphere in the car was thick with that familiar sexual tension. The vibe was always like this between them, but the events of the last two days made it feel like a powder keg ready to explode. He wanted to tell her he longed to feel her naked underneath him as he fucked her into paradise. She wanted to tell him that she wanted him more than anything in her entire life.

To avoid the awkward silence, she turned on her Apple Music in the car. Since she had been at the Midland concert before getting the call about his capture, she still had them queued up to play. The song "Put The Hurt On Me" shuffled up first. This made their longing for each other even worse. The song is about a passionate love affair that could end in heartbreak, but the two lovers don't care.

Drew finally broke the quiet when he said, "I like this song. These actually sound country." Drew had taken a liking to country music in recent years, with Johnny Cash and Waylon Jennings being his favorites. She startled out of her thoughts when he spoke and said, "Yeah, they're one of my favorites." She neglected to tell him the Mark Wystrach, their lead singer, had a thing for her and that she was really close to giving him a revenge fuck last night. But that was a pot she didn't want to stir just now.

Drew looked over at her as she was singing along, "So are we gonna finally talk about it?" She shrugged, "Talk about what?" He said, "Ya know what I mean. Last night, that amazing kiss. Making out at HQ every chance we could get alone. When I had ya in the stairwell and I slid my fingers inside..." She blushed as she interrupted, "I remember, Drew. I was there. You're distracting me while I'm driving!" He said with a smirk, "Ya distract me every time yer around." She looked down, "That was never my intention." He rubbed her arm, "I know, and that's why I like being around ya. Yer completely adorable without even trying." Her skin tingled at his touch, but she rolled her eyes, "Galloway, flattery will get you…" It was his turn to interrupt, "…in your bed where I make you cum harder than you ever thought possible?"

She glanced over at him and saw the smoldering, sensual look that replaced his normal goofy, playful smile. He really wanted her, and she was powerless to stop his desire. She didn't want to. She sighed, "We have to think about the group. You and I could compromise the operation and your safety. I couldn't stand it if anything happened to any of you because of me." He asked a question that haunted her for the rest of the night, "I don't see Christine and Sheamus stopping their affair. I'm pretty sure Kevin & Christina have a thing for each other. Is the mission worth your happiness or delaying what was meant to be?" She never answered him as her inner turmoil felt like it was suffocating her.

She reached the parking deck of the hotel. She put the Jeep in park and turned off the engine. Drew leaned over and kissed her, even deeper and with even more passion than the night before or in the basement. Her hands were on his chest to push him away but found her willpower said, "Adios, cowgirl!" His hands were demanding but gentle as they slipped under her top and bra and started kneading her breasts. His fingers rubbed her sensitive nipples until they were hard and puckered. God, she wanted this so bad! She needed him more than anything ever!

Their lips reluctantly came apart as they were both left breathless with want. His soft lips caressed her left cheek as she stroked his beautiful, bearded face with her fingertips. She was already imagining what his facial hair would feel like when he pleasured her with his mouth. She gave him a quick kiss on the lips and said, "Let's go get your things."

The Hotel Room

They walked through the lobby of the hotel. A few fans recognized him and shouted, "Drew!" He took Cherry by the hand, waved to them and said, "Hey guys!" She loved the feel of her hand in his but asked, "Why did you do that? People are gonna think we're a couple!" He said, "Are we not?" She didn't answer him, but felt her throat close up and her pulse race with excitement at his words. He rushed them to the elevator as he told the fans with another wave, "Guys, I'll take selfies with you when I come back down!" Once inside, he pushed the 14th floor, then the Door Close button.

As soon as the door was shut, Drew forced Cherry into the back wall of the cabin and laid a heavy, sex laden kiss on her. His tongue invaded her mouth and she gladly accepted it, reciprocating his desire. His hands started fondling her backside, reaching under the short red flared skirt she was wearing and tugging her lacy underwear. Drew hissed as he came up for air, "Goddamn it! I want you so fucking bad, I can't stand it! I wanna fuck you all night long!"

She put her hands on his chest again, in a vain attempt to push him away, but she warned him, "Drew, I'm just letting you know now. I'm refuse to be a notch on your bedpost. I don't play that shit anymore. I will not be just a one night stand, for you or anyone." He was taken aback by her forward nature. But that was one of the many things he adored about her. She wasn't scared to put him or anyone else in their place. He cupped her cheek and grinned, "Good. Because there's no way I can have just one night with you. I want all of your nights…and days. I want you to be mine, and mine only."

She started trembling at his words, ready to take him in the elevator, when the door opened to the 14th floor. She left out a heavy exhale, smoothed herself and said, "Well, let's get your things so I can get you some coffee. You've had quite a day." As they reached the door of room 1403, he nodded, "Yeah, it's been a strange one for sure."

They walked into his spacious king bed suite. He told her, "I won't be long. I just have a few things ta pack away." She nodded and walked over to look out the window while Drew packed his things. She gazed out at the Nashville skyline and sighed. She looked down and realized. She was terrified. She did not want to give into her feelings for Drew. Not just due to the Angels operation. She couldn't afford to have her heart broken like that again. She could handle anything life threw at her…but that.

It wasn't just the Angels and Drew's safety that had her in knots. Her past experience with "love" made her wary and petrified of giving her heart to anyone. Her first relationship, her only serious one, it was bad. It was nightmarish. It was still a tremendous source of embarrassment, humiliation and pain for her. She couldn't go through another horrendous and heartbreaking experience again.

She made the decision right there that, as strongly as she felt for Drew, she could not allow herself to take this thing between them any further than the kisses and little intimacies they had already shared. It was better for both of them and the group. It was the right thing to do. "So why does it hurt so damn bad right now just thinking about not being with him? Damn it!", she thought to herself.

She wiped a tear from her eye and looked back up in the window to see him standing right behind her. She could feel the heat radiating off his skin. Her breathing quickened and she started feeling her resolve crumble. He looked concerned for her as he softly said, "Are ya OK, love? Ya look like yer a million miles away." She shook her head, "It's nothing. I'm right here. If you're finished packing, we should get to my house before Kevin has a hissy fit. He has these trackers on our phone so if we don't get there by…"

Drew had heard enough. He wanted her and he wanted her now. He pulled her close to his body and kissed her, lacing his hand in the back of her hair. She pushed him back slightly, "Seriously, we have to go." His voice got low as his desire grew, "I don't give a toss about Kevin. I can't take it anymore. I wanna taste ya. Right here. Right now." She shook her head, "No, I can't do…" He wouldn't let her finish the sentence and all her senses failed her when he kissed her again, this time picking her up and wrapping her legs around his waist.

He walked towards the bed and laid her on it sideways. He was panting with lust, and she was shivering with want as he leaned over her, kissing her while his fingers snuck under her skirt and inside her panties. As he started tugging them off her hips, he said while his face pressed to hers, "I need to taste ya. I've longed ta see if if yer pussy is as sweet as I've imagined for the last two years. I gotta have yer smell all over my face. Just let me please ya with my mouth. Please let me taste ya, my love." She found herself powerless to resist him. She was trembling again as she whispered, "Yes. Please eat me out."

Passion burned through his blue eyes right into her soul as he yanked her red lace panties down her legs, past her cowgirl boots. He spread her legs and started nibbling and caressing on the inside of her thighs. She was already breathless and sighing. His touch already making her wet. He groaned as he grazed her sex with his finger, "Mmmm I can smell you, love. Now tell me ya don't want us to happen. I wanna hear ya say ya want me."

His finger lightly pulsed her clit, and she jumped. She whined, "Drew, please!" He pulsed his finger and rubbed the tender nub again and teased, "Please what? Tell me, my love." She finally let go of the last shred of self-control she had been clinging to and said in a gasp, "I want you, Drew! I've always wanted you! Please eat my pussy!"

That was all the handsome Scottish devil needed to hear as his mouth descended on her, sucking and licking each pussy lip. He worked his tongue inside her at the same time, which caused Cherry to arch her back and squirm. He grabbed and squeezed her ass, holding her even more open to him than before. She dug her nails into the comforter and moaned as she orgasmed the first time as she felt both his tongue consume her and his jet-black beard brush against her labia. "Oh fuck! That feels better than I thought!", was the last thought she had as her mind was consumed by the sheer pleasure Drew put on her down below.

She hummed and moaned in ecstasy, "Oh Drew! Your tongue… Oh god, fuck!" He drank in the sounds of her screams and cries of passion and it drove him further into the need to make her cum again. The taste of her honey intoxicated him, making him drunk on every drop he coaxed from her, and he was lost in a wave of hunger, craving her taste even more than before. He wanted this for the rest of his life. He needed her to be his forever.

As he took her clit between his teeth, chewing and nibbling softly, she gasped and cried out his name and her hands tugged hard on his thick black hair. He soothed the area with the flicks of his tongue, and continued the soft biting and licking, this time also inserting his large, pointer finger in deep to massage that special spot. She shrieked, "Oh god! Drew! Oh fuck! Please don't stop!" He chuckled and said against her wetness, "I wouldn't dream of it, love."

He upped the intensity of eating her like he would starve without her, and it became too much for her to take. He could feel her body coil and tense up. She was ready. He said as licked her up and down her entire slit, "Cum fer me, baby! Let it go all over my face! I want all the cum you can give me, my love!" She inhaled sharply and screamed as came in a gush against his beard and lips. She was shaking in orgasm as he finished her off completely with his finger stroking in and out, rubbing against her g-spot.

He lingering down by her wetness of a few second, taking in the smell of her desire he had pulled from her. She was still breathing heavy as he emerged from between her legs with a self-satisfying smile on his face. He made sure she saw him wiping his beard and wildly lick his fingers and lips as his body slid up between her wide spread thighs. He pinned her hands down to the mattress by her head and gave a salty, beautiful kiss.

He whispered in her ear, "That's the sweetest taste I've ever had, my love. Even better than I dreamed ya would be. And I've dreamed about it a lot. I know we have ta leave. But I'm not finished with ya. I told ya I want ya. I'm gonna have ya. And stop pretending this can't happen. Ya have every right ta happiness like everyone else. And so do I. Ya make me happy. Happier that I've felt in my entire life, my love." With that, he kissed her again, and slid off the bed, but not before planting a sweet kiss on her sex.

She sat up on the bed and grabbed her underwear from the sheet as he waited for her to gather herself. She excused herself to the bathroom to clean herself up. As she did this and put her panties back on, she knew she should be livid at herself. She should be ashamed because she had just promised herself that this wouldn't happen and that this couldn't happen.

But the shame she looked for was nowhere in sight. She smiled and bit her lower lip at the memory of this most intimate moment. Drew Galloway had just turned her world upside down with a flick of his tongue, and she loved every last goddamn minute of it! No man had ever made her feel that sexy, empowered or cherished. No man damn sure had ever made her cum that hard before. She looked at herself in the huge mirror before she went back into the room to leave with him, "You may not be ready to say it to him yet, and you can deny it to everyone else including the other Angels. But just fucking admit it to yourself. You're crazy, madly in love with Drew Galloway and there is no turning back!"