“Ow!Don’t hit me!Hit Arsen and Ra!This was their bright idea!”
“You’re not making out with my sister,” Arsen commented matter-of-factly.“It’s all choreographed to play up her hotness with the guitar and your sex appeal.Though I’m not sure why women find you sexy.”He shrugged.“And the fact is, when the two of you aren’t fighting, you have great chemistry on stage.This number will play it up.”
“If you say so,” Seth muttered.“I just need to remember to wear baggy jeans.”
This time, Arsen smacked his head.
It wasn’t long before Scarlett hopped out of the trailer, full makeup and skin-tight leather with fuck-me stilettos.The outfit was similar to what she had worn the last time, only this time, there seemed to be more laces, less material to cover her, and chains, studs, and buckles in intriguing places.Her boots were black, the heel and sole made of some kind of chrome.The heels seemed to be finger bones, and skulls served as buckles across the top of her foot, at the ankle, and halfway up her calf.Creamy white skin gleamed everywhere the black leather of her outfit gaped.Her makeup was reasonably heavy with smoky eyes, long black lashes, dark blush, and jet lipstick.All that red hair seemed to glow in the sea of black and white.In short, the woman looked like an angel from hell.A wild temptress ready to gobble up an unsuspecting soul.
For the first time, Seth realized he had seriously underestimated his little Scarlett.She might be younger than him, but she knew her assets and how to work them.She’d said she loved him, but he was man enough to admit she was way out of his league.If she’d showed this level of confidence off stage instead of only when they performed, he might not have believed her declaration of love, thinking it was her way to get him to play the part she needed him to play.
No.He’d seen the genuine hurt in her eyes, the love shining only a half hour before when they’d talked.She was his.Now, it was up to him to show the entire world -- or at least this part of the country, wherever KROK broadcast -- that this exquisite woman was his.And he was hers.
It didn’t take the rest of them long to change.All of them seemed eager to get out there and test the waters now that Seth and Scarlett had come to their understanding.They all knew what they could have if Seth and Scarlett got back in sync with each other.Seth had never felt the pressure like he did in that moment.And this was only a dress rehearsal.
He approached the stage cautiously.Scarlett had her back to him, fiddling with the double neck.Her ass seemed to taunt him, the black leather lovingly hugging the perfect globes like he remembered doing.He wanted to squeeze them, knead them…
Spank them until his handprints were branded across her creamy flesh.
“Fuck!”He shook his head, scrubbing the back of his neck with his hand.“I’m in so much trouble.”
“Can’t say it sucks to be you,” Garrick said, chuckling.“That girl is straight out of a man’s darkest fantasies.”
“Watch it,” Seth snapped, but there wasn’t any real rancor behind it.He couldn’t blame the man; he was right.Besides, if he took offense at every man who gawked at Scarlett in her stage dress, he’d be in fights all the damned time.
“Oh, I’m watching, all right.”Garrick laughed outright this time.“I’m seriously watching.”Seth punched him in the arm but couldn’t stop his own grin.
The atmosphere seemed to be electrically charged, even more so than before the last concert.Probably because they all knew what to expect.Seth looked around him.The band obviously felt it, but he could tell the camera crew from KROK felt it, too.The reporter -- Rockin’ Robin, Seth thought his name was -- was trying to give instructions to his crew but kept glancing at the stage as if afraid he’d miss something important.
Even before the rest of the band piled on stage, Scarlett started playing.It was a difficult, intricate arrangement of arpeggios, chords, and bending on the twelve-string to create a haunting melody to bridge into the song they were preparing to rehearse.Seth had heard her play this several times but had no idea what she intended to use it with.Now, it was so obvious he had no idea why he hadn’t put it together.No doubt about it; the girl was brilliant.
And so fucking sexy his cock ached just looking at her.
One at a time, the guys entered the stage, readying their instruments.Ferris joined her, blending his own chords with the merged riffs Scarlett used.Garrick was next, followed by Ra and, finally, Titan.Obviously, the band had jammed with this melody before, but had never followed it into the song they were preparing to work it into.
Since this was a dress rehearsal, the pyro team was standing by, waiting for Seth to signal his entrance.It was one song.One song with the only audience being a reporter who could make or break their charity concert tour.The goal was just to get people to attend.Admission was very much reduced, and each charity had their own vendors willing to donate proceeds of a signature food or drink to the individual cause.There were five such concerts planned on the route back to Los Angeles.The way this guy handled the video footage he was collecting today would likely determine the turnout.
No pressure there.
Taking a breath, Seth signaled the pyro team, and the countdown began.The band was given their signal and knew when to expect the show to begin.It was on.
Lights and fireworks exploded from the stage.Once he was on stage, taking his own place among the rest of SnowFyer, he noticed several people peeking over the privacy fencing to get a glimpse of the band’s run through.Then all he saw was Scarlett.
She had a sexy, sultry aura about her that was a mixture of wicked and dangerous sex appeal.She was the woman every man secretly dreamed about but was too afraid to take on.Mainly because she had the look of a woman who would simply blow a man’s mind only to throw him away once she’d taken her fill, the true epitome of a maneater.
The song started, and Seth lost himself in the music… and Scarlett.Where their earlier rehearsals had been awkward, this one was like it was that first concert.Scarlett moved with him as if they’d been working together for years.Nothing had ever felt so natural -- or sexy -- as Scarlett did on stage with him now.
He shaped her curves every chance he got, tasted her skin with wicked flicks of his tongue and seductive brushes of his lips.Before the end of the song -- which was played and performed to perfection -- the sexual tension between the two of them was so thick he was sure the audience could taste it.
At the end of the song, his arms were around Scarlett’s middle, holding her tightly against him.There was no way she could miss his cock mashed between the cheeks of her ass because he was hard as hell.All for her.
There was no missing the appreciation from both their invited and uninvited guests.Rockin’ Robin had his phone to his ear, gesturing wildly as he checked the camera to see the footage his crew had captured.It wasn’t long before Ra’s phone started beeping wildly.Twitter.Gotta love it.
“Hashtag SexyFyer,” Ra said with a grin.“Hashtag SethandScarlettrock.Hashtag SnowFyerFree.The lists go on and on.Videos are already posting.Someone was posting live.”He punched Arsen in the arm.“I have no idea why you ever doubt your sister knows her shit with promotion.I told you this would work.Didn’t I tell you?”
“You guys are so full of shit.”Scarlett laughed.“None of you wanted to do it.You thought I was crazy because the number had gone so badly.”She grinned up at them, looking at each of them in turn.“Look,” she said, her mood sobering slightly.“I’m sorry for how I acted the last few days.It was unprofessional, and I don’t deserve to be part of this.”She grinned suddenly.“I can say that now since the band’s still a success.”They all chuckled.“But, seriously,” she continued.“I was extremely unprofessional.It made me realize how much I have to learn about being part of a band.I swear I won’t let you down again.”
“See you don’t,” Arsen said, winking at her to take the sting out of his words.“Because next time, I’ll have Seth paddle your ass.”
