EroticReverie

*commissioned*

Madison

Ace and I make it a quickie. Because regardless of what we think, we know it's best to keep this a secret from Ryder. Even though he has no right to be upset if he finds out, we both know he will be. 

When we're done Ace discards the condom, gets dressed and leaves me to get ready. 

Before showering and getting my shit together, I throw on the bathrobe the hotel gave me and walk over and into Ryder's room to make sure he's up. 

When I walk in Ryder is walking around, looking like he's fresh out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his waist. I freeze as he turns his head, and then he smiles, and tosses his phone on the table. 

He looks at my bare feet and all the way up to my face. The bathrobe is long, so its not like it's revealing anything at all. 

"I hope you're naked under that." he says. 

I roll my eyes and give and exasperated sigh. 

"I just came to make sure you were up...you're up...I'm going to go get ready now." I say turning.

"Polly!" he says and I sigh, pausing and turning slowly as he makes his way quickly to me. 

"I was hoping we'd have time to talk before we leave." he says. The closeness of his half naked body, and the water droplets still falling from his wet hair down his neck and chest makes my stomach do crazy shit.  I focus on on his eyes, which only make my stomach do more crazy shit. Why am I so attracted to a guy that is so obviously toxic for me? Why do I feel like i'm required to save this broken man? Sure it's my job to keep him sober. But i feel like, I need to fix him. Why do girls always think they have to fix men? 

"About what?" I ask and cross my arms over my chest. 

"About last night." he says, stepping a bit closer and going to reach for my waist. I step back quickly. 

"What about last night?" I ask. He pulls his hand back when he sees me move. 

"I just...I shouldnt have brought those girls back here." he says.

I sigh and roll my eyes again. 

"Listen Ryder...you can do whatever you want as far as girls....you can screw the entire arena and then some if you so choose, im not paid to monitor your pussy intake so....i dont really care....and i dont know why you seem to care if I do." I say. He blinks , his eyebrows raising slightly. 

"Madison..." he says my name so fucking softly , it makes my toes curl into the carpet. 

I hold up a hand. "I have to get ready Ryder...I have to shower....don't worry about last night...seriously...just do you, alright?" I say and give my best fake smile. 

"We're good , alright?" I say. "No worries, just finish getting ready, alright?" I say and turn and walk back to my room. 

After my shower, I get dressed.  Since I have to time I blow dry my hair, and then throw on a feminine floral dress. The pattern is a light pink with red and white flowers. It's form fitting on top, with a v neck line, and the sleeves that hit right above my elbow are form fitting too. The dress is flouncy from the waist down, with a self tie belt that cinches the waist, and accentuates the bounce of the skirt part as I walk. I pull my hair half up, half down, fastened with a matching pink bow, and put small pastel pink pearl earrings in my ears. My lingerie matches the light pink of the dress, a plain lace bra and thong panty. Then I throw on a pair of white flats. 

Just when I'm about to leave my room there's banging on my door, with Ryder's voice coming through the door.

"We're waiting on you Polly! Cmon princess!" he says.

"I'm coming! Jesus!" I yell and sling my bag over my shoulder with my purse, tucking my cell phone into it, and grab my suitcase, and roll it to my hotel room door, and pull it open , then drag my suitcase out, huffing as my bag and purse slip from my arm. 

I growl and then shut the hotel room door behind me and then look up for a moment, but then notice every band mate in the hall looking at me. 

"What?" I say definitely , because they're all looking at me like i've grown twelve heads. 

A few of their eyes pop and then they look away but Ace is still staring with a little smile on his face. I don't return it, and then look at Ryder who is staring at me in silence.

"Jesus christ, what is it?" I ask and then wipe my hands on my face. "Is there something on my face?" 

Ryder's eyebrows raise and he shakes his head. 

I roll my eyes. "Ok well stop being weird then, and let's go" I say and go to pick up my dropped bag and purse, but he's already bending over to grab them, then flings them over his shoulder. I look at him, surprised for some reason.

"Thanks." I say. 

"No problem." he says and then reaches for the handle of my suitcase and then lifts his chin, gesturing me to walk ahead.

"I can take the suitca-" 

"I got it Madison" he says and I freeze and nod. 

"Thanks." I say again and walk ahead, seeing Carter's eyes on me and Ace's as Pheonix and Mark wait at the elevator, which dings and opens. So I do a light run to catch up so we can all pile in. 

With all the suitcases though, only Carter, Pheonix and Mark can fit. So me, Ryder and Ace wait for the next one. 

I stand there awkwardly feeling both of them with their eyes on me. 

"You look really pretty Madison" Ace says. 

I turn my head and see Ace's head shoot to him as well. 

"Thank you" I say and then give a regular smile and look ahead to the elevator, waiting for another one to come as quickly as possible. 

"You do." Ryder says. 

I turn to him and give another smile. "Thank you." I say, tapping the toe of my shoe waiting for the elevator. The one on the end pops open and I walk to it, holding the door open open button as they pile in. 

Ace hauls his stuff against the back wall, and so does Ryder, putting all of our stuff behind us. 

I take a long, silent inhale as I'm standing between Ryder and Ace. 

We're all silent as the elevator starts to descend. Ace takes out his cell, and I see him thumbing through it with one hand, out of the corner of my eye. Looking straight ahead I can tell Ryder is also looking straight ahead. Pretending to watch the floors tick down. 

I almost jump but fight it, when I feel a hand on my ass. 

It's Ace's. His hand is lightly on my ass, I fight the urge to gasp , to slap his hand away, not wanting Ryder to catch him, not wanting a god damn brawl in the elevator. His fingers, crawl down my backside and his fingers pull my dress up slowly, I feel the fabric lift from the back of my knee up my thigh. I swallow hard as his hand slips around the bottom of the fabric and up over my bare ass. 

My heart is fucking pounding, praying that Ryder doesnt look at me, because my cheeks are a nice bright pink right now to match my fucking dress as Ace's fingers trace the lace of my thong, and then he rubs his large hand over my ass, then palms my one cheek. I chew the inside of my lip nervously as he just rests it there. I make a mental note to slap him when we're alone. 

When we're close to the main floor he drops his hand and I turn my head slightly finding the slightest smirk on his face. 

--

When all of our shit is loaded into the vans, I sit in the middle seat, with Ryder beside me again. With Russel, Callie, and Mark in the back.  Carter, Ace, and Pheonix are in the other van. 

I see Ryder take out his phone and thumb through it, typing something out. A minute later my phone dings. 

I pick it up. Its from a number not yet programmed into my phone, but I know it's rider.

"You really do look pretty today. As you did yesterday. But....You're killing me in that dress Polly." he typed. 

I turn my head but he's looking straight ahead, so I thumb out my reply. 

"Thank you. And please don't die...then I wont have a job." I type back. 

I set my phone in my lap watching him pick his up. 

I hear him give a light chuckle and then start texting me back. 

"Already dead. Cause looking at you in that dress...you're heaven Miss Dove." he types. 

I pick up my phone and roll my eyes slightly. 

"Maybe you should write a song about it." I type.

"Maybe I will" he replies. 

We both stay staring at out phones, not looking at each other as we continue texting on the way to the airport.

"What will you call it?" I ask. 

"Something romantic...something like My Dove Angel the Cock Tease" he types. 

I slam my hand down into my lap and my head turns to him, glaring.. But he just keeps looking forward , the tiniest of smirks on his face. After stopping myself from slapping him I reply.

"It can be the track right before  Six Little Groupies " i reply. 

Its his turn to give me a look. I also look straight ahead and not at him. Smiling to myself. 

"Touche" he replies.

I smirk at my phone, not replying this time. 

A minute later he texts again.

"If I'm a good boy today , can I take that dress off you later?" 

I let out a single laugh, almost snorting. 

"Fat chance." I reply. 

"But there's still a chance?" he replies.

"Nope." i reply. "Not even a 0.00009 percent chance"

"You're so cold Polly." he says with a sad face emoji.

"Boo hoo.  I'm sure you'll have a good cry about it while drowning in fan girl pussy" I reply. 

He chuckles, then stops texting and we just sit in silence the rest of the way to the airport.

The private plane is taking us to Vegas. 

When we board, theres four pods of four seats. 

Mark and Pheonix sit in one of the pods. 

Russel, Callie , Carter and Ryder sit in another pod to discuss the radio show they're going to have to do when we get there. 

Ace has a shit eating grin on his face as I sit down next to him.  There's walls between each pod, and theres nobody in the pod across from us.  And Russel, Callie , Carter and Ryder and in the pod directly behind us. Mark and Pheonix in the pod diagonal to us and can probably only see Ace's legs or the side of him if they were to look. 

Ace already is whispering in my ear before we even get off the ground.

"I think you made all of us hard coming out of your room in that dress." he says, which earns him a shove with my elbow. 

"I'm still hard." he says, grabbing my hand and putting it on his lap. I snatch it back quickly and give him a glare. He smiles as we start to move, and take off. 

He whispers more dirty things into my ear, and I have to stifle a little giggle at a few. 

Once we're in the air and we hear the four behind us talking, Ace turns in his seat and slips his hand up my dress. 

I grab his hand through my dress stopping him. I mouth the word no.He just grins, freezing his hand where it is and leans over and whispers in my ear. 

"Please let me touch you." he whispers. "You look to fucking cute in this dress to not get your pussy played with." he says, and with that my breath hitches and I look at him and her grins, bringing his mouth closer to mine, and I ease my grip off his hand as I sink into my seat, spreading my legs slightly. My heart pounds so damn fast, I'm already panting before his fingers even brush the center of my panties. His lips press softly to mine. 

His finger pushes up and down over my panties and I remain quiet even though I want to let out a sigh of relief at the contact I feel through my panties. 

His tongue slips over my mouth and he pushes his tongue slightly into my mouth, and then sucks on my lower lip, then darts his tongue back into my mouth as his finger pushes my panties aside and he rubs my clit. 

My jaw drops slightly and he bites my lower lip as my mouth parts, and I keep my eyes open, on his as he grins. 

"You want my finger inside you?" he whispers against my lips ever so quietly and I nod, my lips brushing his, and his finger slips down and up inside me. 

My jaw drops again and I close my eyes, focusing on staying quiet as his finger slides out, then back in.

He nudges his mouth along my jaw and then to my ear. 

"You're so fucking wet...it's so fucking hot" he whispers. His finger moves faster and my mouth hangs open as he goes deeper and I bite my lip hard, and grab his arm, stopping him, shaking my head. I hold my breath, afraid i'll pant too loud. And i slowly out my breath as he looks at me. 

"I can't" I say. "I won't be able to stay quiet" I whisper. 

He kisses me and rocks his finger in and out slowly and I close my eyes, unable to deny him when it feels so good, and his thumb starts to rub my clit. 

"oh jesus" I whisper. he grins. I wince and bite my lips closed. 

A second finger slides in, and then as he goes faster, I stop him, because the sound of my wet pussy will be unmistakable. 

"They can hear it" I mouth to him. 

"I dont care." he shakes his head. His fingers going hard again. I almost yelp and i bite hard into my lower lip and grab his hand again, shaking my head. 

I see his jaw clench, as he realizes that he can't keep fingering me, then slides his fingers out and rubs them over my clit, circling. and I nod and he teases my mouth with his tongue. 

"I want to fuck you so bad right now" he whispers against my lips. 

"I want them to watch me fuck the shit out of you" he says. My jaw dropping as I get closer to coming.

He moves his mouth to my ear. 

"I could cum in my pants right now, just from touching you like this." he whispers and seconds later I fighting back my moans and my hips jump as I grit my teeth as let my orgasm shake my legs, as I grip the arm rest of my seat near the wall. 

"that's it Madison" he whispers. "your pussy is going to be so fucking wet now...mmmm"