Free Beats by Kendall Grey Page A

my eyes, replaying the kiss in my head. The butterflies in my stomach relaunch, and that out of control, dizzy feeling returns.
    To taste Toombs on my lips again, hell yes. I’ll give Rax whatever he wants. Anything .
    I pick up my drumsticks and roll the trundle closed. I march purposefully off the bus to the parking lot where my bandmates wait. Toombs makes brief, silent contact. The beating butterfly wings pick up their strokes, making my gut tumble and my sex drive roar.
    “Are we ready to rock?” Jillian tosses her cigarette to the ground and crushes it under the toe of her designer shoe.
    Mumbles of agreement bandy between us.
    Yes, I’m ready to rock. I stare at Toombs. I’ll rock him with drumbeats tonight and heartbeats tomorrow. Rax can have our leftovers.
    I head for the venue and don’t look back. Louisiana will be my bitch. I’m taking no prisoners.

Step Seven: Talk So Dirty, He Needs a Bath to Answer You
    February 23 – Baton Rouge, Louisiana
    “So, Rax asked Shades to get him a suite for two nights in Baton Rouge.” Letty beams as she peels a banana.
    “ Two nights?” I thought we agreed to one.
    The bus jostles as we hit a pothole.
    “Wonder what he’s planning to do with all that…space.” She winks and punches my arm from across the table. “Holy shit, Jinx. You’re gonna do them both, huh? Fuck! You lucky bitch.”
    I duck my head and shoot a glance to the back of the bus where the guys are working out some guitar riffs. “They’ll hear you.”
    Letty continues as if I haven’t spoken. “Man, you tore it up on the skins last night. And don’t think I didn’t notice that shit between you and Toombs onstage. I saw you checking each other out. It was fucking hot. The chemistry between you sizzles.” She leans closer. “And tonight, shit is gonna scorch with Rax involved. He’s a cunt bag, but the dude can fuck. I’m just sayin’.”
    My stomach clenches. “It’s just a…fling. One or two nights at most, then we all go back to the way it was.”
    “Yeah. Right. Good luck with that. Once you get a taste of Toombs, you won’t be forgettin’ nothin’.”
    I frown. What does she mean? “No. This is a strictly casual arrangement.”
    “Uh-huh.” She bites into the banana and tosses her spare one across the table to me. “What are you gonna wear?”
    Clothing sort of defeats the purpose, doesn’t it? “I hadn’t really thought about it.”
    “Need some lingerie? I’ve got something slutty you can borrow.” Yellow fruit-mash muffles her words as she talks and chews at the same time.
    “Ah…That’s okay.” Last thing I want to borrow is Letty’s sex romp attire. I’d just as soon be naked. Hell, any clothes I’m wearing probably won’t last long anyway, right?
    She swallows and pops her lids wide. “That reminds me. Time for step seven. You gotta talk dirty once you get the dicks in you. Talk so dirty, he needs a bath to answer you. Guys love that shit. You planning to do them both at once or you gonna let ’em take turns?”
    My jaw drops and creaks on its hinges.
    “What? You need a fourth?”
    “No, I don’t need a fourth.” I guess I hadn’t thought any of this through. “I was just going to play it by ear.”
    “No, no, no. You go in with a plan. And you lay down the ground rules.”
    “Like…?”
    “Like condoms. Only hole bodily fluids are allowed is in the mouth.”
    I wince.
    “You don’t like to swallow? I guess cum’s an acquired taste. Me? I’d have it for every meal if Shades would cooperate. Oh, and Rax? I’m pretty sure that dude can come at will. Don’t let him hog you. Toombs deserves equal time, if not more.”
    Boiling blood rushes to my face. Somebody shoot me. Now. What the hell have I gotten myself into?
    “You can’t catch…diseases from…uh…oral sex?” God, could my Catholic be any more obvious?
    “You can catch diseases from anything. Before you get busy, you need to ask them both when was the last time they were