Lahat ng Kabanata ng How To Sing - Feisty Series (3 of 5): Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

~Corey’s Point of View~ I felt rapid movement and it startled me awake. My eyes popped open to see Pearl squirming around, she was mumbling. “No… no it…” she whispered. Her arms moved all over, her breathing was erratic. Several nights I’d slept with her now and she’d never had a bad dream. Not at least one that had woken me up. “Baby? Pearl wake up,” I said, softly as I put my hands on her arms. “No! I had it…” she said, now a bit louder. I sat up and threw off the comforter. I tried to hold her arms more firmly in place but she was a strong little thing. “Pearl, wake up. You’re having a dream, it’s okay,” I said, louder. “I won’t!! I won’t leave him,” she shouted. I was nearly wrestling with her as she continued to shout for nearly a minute. I was trying with all I had not to hurt her, but if I wasn’t holding her down she’d have thrown herself on the floor by now. The door blew open and I turned to see Slade running in, just in his underwear. “She’s having a nightmare, I

~Corey’s Point of View~ It was hardly the first time I played a show with a raging hard on. How could I not? I had Pearl’s taste on my tongue and the feel of her softness, her squirming body fresh on my fingertips. Fuck, how could I possibly keep my hands off her now? I couldn’t. There was no way. My dick didn’t understand the need for patience, we never put this much effort into getting laid. But this wasn’t just getting freaky so he was likely gonna have some blue balls hanging out for some time. If she wasn’t fully ready then I’d keep on waiting. For the show, Pearl wore a black sleeveless kind of jumpsuit with wide legged pants and black boots which you couldn’t even really see. What you absolutely saw was all the colors from her ink, it seemed like they put some kind of lotion on her to make them pop even more under the lights. Her shiny red mane was in waves over her shoulders and back. How the hell could I stay away? A goddess here on earth. She played the covers and our

~Corey’s Point of View~ Waking up with a naked Pearl against me was so fucking hot, so sexy. There’s literally no chance I could ever get sick of this view. And last night … fucking hell. We were beyond electric together, completely in sync. Sometimes you get that rushed sloppy sex where one person goes in one direction, the other person is lost in their own rhythm. Not with her, not at all. I hope she doesn’t think I was kidding when I asked her to marry me. No way in hell was I not putting my stink all over her. We were hitting the road next week, we’d be on the tour buses for about ten days, then we’d have the MTV Video Music Awards. They were always first, and certainly we’d have to make a big impression. Slade was in talks about what song we’d play, we didn’t have an album out right now but they’d still asked us. We hoped that was a good sign that we wouldn’t just be nominated for a bunch of shit and lose. I mean we were hardly whores for little trophies but it would suck t

~Corey’s Point of View~ I had just lost my ass at poker, fucking Lukas cheats I swear. I smiled at Pearl and Bailey as they went through a pile of clothes and other girlie shit in the back. They were really getting along well, and Juliet loved her too. It meant everything to me that she fit in and felt welcome. My brothers and I were always together, and I didn’t want to let us all getting females in our lives change that. They’d just be along for the ride. We’d been on the bus about six hours already and we’d be in Phoenix soon. We had a radio interview at six fucking a.m. Those are the worst. Trying to get us in town the night before so we’d be good and rested was pointless. Lukas would be out at a stripclub with the staff there was no doubt. It didn’t even remotely sound appealing to me anymore. Neal was the usual bodyguard Slade had out with us, but he wasn’t available … what else could be more important? They sent some giant ass dude instead and I was even intimidated by this

~Corey’s Point of View~ We were on a break for a couple days, and Slade thought we could all use a time-out. But of course in the world of a guy with a shit ton of money, that means doing things big. So what does a hard rock band with money and free time do? Well if Lukas had his way we’d be renting out a strip club. But that was not happening. Next best thing? Renting out an amusement park after hours. The park had closed at eight and it was now nine … and we were just getting started. We had the place until midnight, I don’t even wanna know what that had to cost. Pearl was all in, just like a kid on Christmas morning and it was everything I wanted it to be. Her eyes were constantly lighting up, her laugh was non-stop and completely infectious. She went on everything with me, even if she pouted a bit and acted scared she was totally into it. It allowed me to pull my macho card a few times, be the strong man who would hold her and make it better. We got dizzy, we ate too much …