Free Romance: Teen Romance: Follow Your Dreams (A Nerd and a Bad Boy Romance) (New Adult High School Sports Romance) by Stella White

molest you on the way here did he?'' Silas asked.
    ''No he was as good as gold,'' Celia said entering the spirit of the conversation.
    ''Seriously, though,'' Vance began, '' we will do everything we can to look after you. If there's anything you want, please let us know, okay?''
    ''Thanks.''
    ''Let me show you to your room,'' Rufus said.
    ''Mind he doesn't touch you up,'' Joe shouted after them.
    ''Tell you what though , did you see her legs and ass?'' Kerry asked when Celia and Rufus had left the room. ''I wouldn't mind touching her up.''
    ''Fuck off Kerry,' Vance said. ''We decided we were going to look after her. She's not the kind of bimbo we usually bang, so leave her alone. I know you have to have three women a day, but Celia is off limits, understand?''
    ''Okay, I was only saying.''
    ''Well, you may be the one how gets the most women and the so-called bad boy of the group, but leave her alone,'' Vance added.
    ''Okay I promise I won't touch her, but you have to admit she's the best looking woman we've had here and we've had quite a lot,'' Kerry said.
     
    *****
    ''Oh my God, sorry,'' Celia exclaimed when she saw Kerry stark naked in the bathroom. ''I should have knocked, please forgive me.'' She wanted to leave the room, but she found her feet wouldn't move. Her eyes were fixed on his cock which was fully erect. She'd only ever seen two cocks before, and Kerry's was not like the others had been. It was beautiful, long and very straight. What was he doing in there with a boner, she wondered. Was he knocking one out before band practice?
    ''Sorry, I forgot to lock the door,'' he said, making no effort to cover himself. Still she didn't take her eyes from him. He noticed that look. The look of desire he'd seen many times before in a woman's eyes.  When he noticed she was unable to take her eyes from him, he did cover himself.
    ''Er.....sorry,'' Celia said red faced as she scampered out of the room.
    When Kerry joined the others for breakfast, he looked knowingly at Celia, and she smiled at him. After breakfast, they set off to the studio to practice. Celia joined them in the minibus. She sat next to Kerry, not by design; it was just the way it happened.
    ''Sorry again, '' she whispered.
    ''It's okay. Did you like what you saw?'' he asked. Celia turned bright red and looked at the floor.
    Celia's imagination was full of dirty thoughts. If he'd asked her to stay in the bathroom and fuck him, she would have. He was the most handsome man she'd ever seen. Tall and slender with bronzed skin, he was the kind of man who would look the same even when he reached seventy. She loved his hair. It was coarse, bleached blonde and shoulder length.
    The instruments were all set up by the time they reached the studio.
    ''This is our last practice before the tour starts. We want you to wander around and snap whatever you want, okay? Vance said.
    ''Okay, I'll do that,'' she said.''
    ''Right guys, let's get going,'' Rufus shouted. ''We don't have all day.''
    They began to play, and the noise was deafening. Celia wished she'd borough ear plugs.  She spent a lot of time at the front photographing the band as a whole and then decided to walk in between the band members and photograph them individually.
    Kerry was sitting at the back and the last person she got to. He'd removed his shirt and was sweating profusely with the effort of beating to song after song. He continued to drum, but he was painfully aware of the gorgeous woman with the camera. She was wearing a pair of shorts, and her golden legs were so shapely all he wanted to do was open them and thrust into her. She got up very close to him and snapped away. He could smell her scent, and it began to drive him wild.
    Vance unexpectedly stopped singing. The guitarists stopped. The last to stop was Kerry.
    ''What the fuck are you doing Kerry?'' Vance asked.
    'What?'' Kerry replied holding his sticks in the air.
    ''You're a mile off the beat. What's up with you.''
    ''Er...dunno,'' he said. But