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  “You are such a horrible liar, Sal.” He crowds me against the wall, putting his hands on either side of my head. I place a hand on his chest, his broad, hard, sexy chest. “C’mon.”

  He grabs my hand again and pulls me toward my trailer, which is closer than his. The door opens with a squeak and he pushes me inside in front of him.

  “You know, I’m not really into all the manhandling,” I lie again—it’s my thing today, I guess.

  “Sally, don’t lie.” He smirks and I want to punch him then kiss him.

  “I-“ He cuts me off with his hand to my mouth.

  “I said don’t lie. Now, turn around and take off your skirt.”

  I’m shocked momentarily and don’t move. He moves the hand on my mouth to my skirt and gives it a tug then nods his head. I count to five in my head and then surprise myself by turning and then slowly removing my skirt. I drop it to the ground and then look over my shoulder at him. He’s staring at my ass like he’s going to tear it apart. I smile and bend over my make up table, offering what he wants up to him. Fuck it, I have no willpower at this point.

  I hear him sigh roughly then curse under his breath. His hands come to rest on my hips and gently caress me there, my lower back and then finally both of my ass cheeks. He removes my thong and when I peek back at him I see him stuff it in his shirt pocket like a fucking handkerchief. Goosebumps rise up all over my body and I shiver in anticipation.

  Jack bends over me and kisses me behind my ear. “I’m going to eat your pussy now, hold on.”

  My back cools as he kneels behind me and spreads my ass with both hands. I feel his delicious tongue at my opening as he gently explores there. I’m pretty sure it’s been wet down there since he sat down with me at lunch. I feel him pull back and replace his tongue with a finger. Then, somehow, he puts his mouth perfectly over my clit while his stubble stimulates me everywhere else. I’m lost to sensation and just so happy to be touched this way, the way a woman should be touched. I’ve had a few dates since my divorce but this is the first time I’ve been truly taken care of. Jack sucks long and with just the right amount of pressure on my clit. He adds another finger in my pussy and also has one putting pressure on my ass. I’ve never felt so good.

  “Fuck, Jack,” I gasp into my arm as I try to absorb all of the sensation.

  His free hand slaps my ass cheek and I go off like a firework. I’m just riding the wave as he removes his fingers and then his tongue from my clit. I start to relax thinking it’s over, but it’s not. He starts to lap at my opening and then higher. He flattens his tongue and strokes my ass with long firm strokes.

  “Ah!” It feels divinely dirty and I push back on his tongue. He keeps up his pace on my ass and then slides his hand up the front of my thigh to the apex. He then lightly squeezes my clit between his fingers and the orgasm I’d been coming down from suddenly surges back and the intensity of it makes my legs shake.

  Jack stops and supports my legs while I shake and slide into bliss, pressing my cheek into the hard glass table top. When I’ve stopped shaking, Jack peppers kisses down the backs of my legs and then I feel him slide my thong and then my skirt back into place. He leans in and scoops me up so his arms are holding me close from behind. He kisses down my neck and his hands wander up to my breasts where he finds my rock hard nipples. All of my nerve endings at the surface of my body are tingling and they all want attention from this man. I give in.

  He must sense my surrender so turns me to him and kisses me full on the mouth, the smell of me there, erotic and primal. I melt into the kiss and stroke the front of his pants where his cock is poking my abdomen. He groans and I smile, breaking up our kiss.

  “I’m going to eat your dick now, hold on,” I say playfully and make quick work of his belt buckle and fly, pulling at his pants.

  I’m not surprised to find a substantial erection spring from his boxer briefs. He’s way too cocky and confident to be anything but above average. I run my nose up and down the shaft, just relishing the sweet and manly smell of him. His hands thread through my hair and I glance up at him. His eyes are blazing and I’m surprised to see reverence in his look. His thumb grazes my cheek and I smile at him right before leaning in and swallowing him whole.

  As a teenager I discovered my lack of a gag reflex when I went to acrobat circus camp—I know—fucking Southern California—but I am a top notch sword swallower. I had one boyfriend in high school and we basically had all of our firsts together. He probably had a very rude awakening when his next girlfriend wasn’t a freak like me since that was all he knew. I can tell I surprise Jack too by the noises he’s making and the firmer grip he has on my hair. I take his whole length into my throat and nuzzle the short patch of hair at the base of his cock. His knees buckle slightly and I reach one of my hands around to support him and also get a feel of his ass. He has a cute little bubble butt for a guy and I have long admired it.

  CHAPTER FOUR

  Sword Swallower—Jack

  Holy fucking shit, Sal has no gag reflex. She really is the perfect woman. Again, I find myself wondering what the fuck Evan’s problem is while at the same time not caring because she’s mine now. I’m sure when this little episode is over she’ll try to pull some bullshit about it being a mistake or a one-time thing, but fuck that. I want her and I want her for life.

  She starts pulling on my dick in long sucking strokes and there’s no way I’m lasting more than 30 seconds. Nor am I having any coherent thoughts anymore.

  “Darlin’, I’m gonna come,” I say caressing the side of her face with one hand while keeping my grip on her hair in the other. Then she does something that I never see coming.

  She pops her mouth off of my dick and rocks back on her heels and in one swoop removes her tank top, offering her beautiful bare breasts to me.

  I swear I start to tear up I have so many feelings right now. She grips my erection and sucks around the tip bringing me to the brink again. Again she pops off and starts jacking me off in earnest. It takes only a few pumps and I shoot all over her tits and chest and she catches some in her mouth at the end, cleaning me off. It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever witnessed or been lucky enough to be a part of. She absentmindedly rubs my come around her breasts and toys a little with her nipples.

  “Am I in some magical porn?” I ask, out of breath and I can tell it was not the right thing to say.

  She stands abruptly and wobbles into me as I catch her. Her face is twisted up in a displeased frown. I sit her on a plush bench and turn in search of something to clean her up. I retrieve some soft towels from the bathroom and bring them back to her. She grabs one from my hand.

  “Thanks,” she says coldly as I kneel in front of her and take over cleaning my DNA off of her.

  I toss the towels into a nearby basket and grab her shirt and gently put it back on her. I lean into her face and hold my hands on her cheeks so she is looking at me. “Sal, that was amazing and I want to do more of that soon.” Her face is softening slightly. “I also want to spend more time with you, take you to dinner, play music, and dance.”

  Her face lights up with amusement when I mention dancing because I am notorious for being a shitty dancer. “Do you really think this is going to work? We can barely tolerate each other.”

  “Sal, I more than tolerate you, you’re the reason I love to come here. If I could convince you, I’d have you on every season. You make my days fun, interesting and challenging,” I say sincerely. “There’s no one I’d rather compete with, even though my girl is going to win, it’s still fun to watch you try.”

  Oops, wrong thing again. She pushes me and I fall back gracelessly onto my ass. “You are a condescending asshole.” She stands and storms out and I know I’m completely in love with her.

  The elimination show is predictable in that Carla’s 16-year-old Miley rip off was the one to go and she cried like a baby. I’m ecstatic that Grace made it to the finals. I had my doubts because voters tend to shun the women contestants over 30.
I don’t like it, nor do I understand it, but such is the way of the world. Younger will always be perceived to be better. Sal and I stand on stage with our finalists and we stare each other down and are being silly pretending to choke each other. She is so beautiful and the most special woman I’ve known. She’s also going to lose this competition if it’s the last thing I do.

  Grace and I spend the next six days rehearsing her four songs and I know they are perfect for her but I am having a few doubts so it’s time to play a little dirty pool. While Grace is singing a stunning version of “I Say a Little Prayer” by Aretha Franklin, I open my “Finsta” as the kids call it. I, of course, have an official Jack Hansen Instagram account but I also have one for tactical reasons. I opened Daisy Reid’s account during the first season of the show. Daisy is a 16-year-old girl from San Antonio, Texas and is a rabid High Note fan. She comments regularly on every contestant’s pictures, even mine. She is usually 50/50 on positive and negative posts. She never leaves a negative on one of mine though. No one would ever question it either, she loves me. Also, like 12,000 people comment on each picture so it’s a good scam because the contestants can’t help reading them and there’s no chance of getting caught.

  I bring up Nic’s account and find his latest photo. I’m instantly feeling rage because it’s a selfie with Sal and she looks so happy to be squished up next to this little shit. I want to put that smile on her face, just me. I’m moody because I’ve been trying to talk to Sal this week and she is avoiding me like I’m shit on her shoe. Unfortunately, I don’t have her phone number and it’s near impossible to get. I refuse to try to reach her in any other way. I’m not that desperate, yet I am. I’m desperate to hold her again, to feel her soft skin on mine, and to fuck her into next week.

  Daisy decides to leave a snarky comment about how Nic’s teeth are too big for his mouth and he sings like a dying horse. She leaves some genius hashtags too #nicforsecondplace #salistoogoodforhim #JackSalshipping. That last one Daisy made up when people started speculating that we were fucking—it’s caught on really well. If only we were actually fucking. I close the app and pay closer attention to Grace since this is our final practice before dress rehearsal tomorrow.

  CHAPTER FIVE

  Unexpected Thumbs—Sal

  I knock sharply on his trailer door the morning of the finale. My goal is to convince him to leave Nic alone until after the show. He has been freaking out about some comments on his social media pages even though I’ve told him many times to ignore them. He’s young and doesn’t listen, so here I am, asking Jack to lay off. He thinks he’s fooling everyone with his fake accounts. We all know that he comments on all of the contestant’s posts but we haven’t been able to catch him at it. It’s a clever tactic, I’ll give him that. I’m hoping I can appeal to his sensitive side without ending up bent over the couch in his trailer—maybe.

  I know Jack’s here because I saw his enormous truck on my way in. He answers wearing only jeans and a backwards baseball cap. Damn. He is so damned attractive. Crap.

  He smiles wide, pulls the hat off and shakes his hair out. “Hey Sally, you look like a ray of sunshine on a cloudy day, darlin’.” Fucking charmer.

  I push him into the trailer. “We need to talk about Nic.”

  He sits on a high leather chair and I stand in front of him. For once we are eye to eye since he’s got about a foot on me.

  “Please, he’s 18 for Christ’s sake, get out of his head.” Get out of mine while you’re at it.

  “Can’t help it, darlin’, I’m competitive and will do anything to win.” He grabs my hand and pulls me closer and doesn’t let go. “How can I win you, is what I’ve been workin’ on and you’re not makin’ it easy.” He runs his free hand down my bare arm and I shiver. I love his hands. They’re huge calloused wonders.

  “Hmm, not fucking with my singer might be one way.” I know he’s trying to get in my pants, and after the other day in my trailer, I’m having mixed feelings about Jack. He hasn’t been clear about what he wants from me other than sex. I’m positive he wants that. Pretty positive I want it too. I think about his masculine, square jaw covered in sexy stubble and remember what it feels like against my skin. He brings out the wild in me and it’s liberating. Evan and I always had a great sex life, or so I thought. The other day with Jack blew all of it out of the water. His words after confused me and I may have overreacted a little. I’ve been embarrassed all week and have been avoiding him but I know whatever this is between us is coming to a head soon (pun intended).

  “You’re thinkin’ too hard on it Sally. I want you and I know you want me.” His hand moves back up my arm to my neck and he reaches around and grabs my ponytail. He pulls me forward in between his open legs.

  “This isn’t smart Jack.” I narrow my eyes while placing my hand on his bare chest. Boy, does he take care of himself. My hand drifts lower to the sexy sprinkling of hair beneath his navel.

  “I ain’t smart, remember?” he drawls.

  I roll my eyes and he goes in for the kill. Our lips meet in a frenzy as his thighs tighten around my waist. He is consuming me and surrounding me in an embrace. I feel trapped and I kind of like it.

  “Tell me you want this Sal.” Fuck it, I do.

  “I want it, Jack.” I really do.

  In one swift move, he stands, picks me up and carries me to the door to lock it, then to the large couch, where he sits with me straddling his lap. “I want inside you.”

  He lifts my shirt off and notices my usual lack of a bra. “Fucking perfect,” he says and then bites and sucks at my breasts.

  “Argh, Jack, don’t stop.” It’s been a long while since I’ve had sex and I’m in heaven. Some of my loneliness lifts.

  “Don’t tell me what to do Sal.” He grabs my skirt and hikes it up to reveal my mostly bare ass. I feel a sting as he gives me a sharp spank.

  “I’ll tell you whatever I want, jackass,” I growl and lean down to bite one of his nipples.

  “Aah, okay, okay. Wait, do that again.” He gives me the full Jack smile, dimples and all.

  I reach for his belt buckle and fly and start unwrapping him. While I do this I make sure to lean down and bite the other nipple. I reach in for him and he is rock hard and huge.

  “All of your cockiness makes sense,” I joke as I take his dick in my hand and give him a few strokes.

  “I’m all cock darlin’.”

  “Less talking, cock boy, and more fucking.” He responds to this request by popping my panties off and moving his calloused fingers along the edge of my very wet and ready to go pussy. He gently inserts one then two fingers and then not so gently starts to fuck me with them, all while rubbing my clit with his thumb.

  I’m grinding on his hand while he continues to pay attention to my tits with his mouth. I come almost instantly.

  “Turn around Sal,” he says with a rasp and I do as he says quickly, noticing a floor length mirror right in front of us. Once my back is to him I hear a condom unwrap in record time and he enters me fast and hard from behind. I watch us in the mirror and I’m so turned on. He holds me still on his cock for a minute and let’s me get acclimated. With my hands on his knees, I start to move slowly. He reaches around to to pinch and play with my nipples and I groan. I’m sliding up and down him at a leisurely pace, my blood still buzzing from riding his hand. He shifts his arm around me and takes over, our eyes meet in the mirror and his sexy smile kills me.

  “You feel so good darlin’, I knew you would.” He buries his face in my neck as I buck into him. His strokes become more forceful and frantic and I’m loving every minute.

  “Jack, more,” I say in a gasp.

  “I can do more darlin’.” His arm is an iron belt around my abdomen as he pounds into me. He’s so strong, he’s everywhere, he’s everything.

  Jack continues his punishing pace and lowers his free hand to my ass. He presses his thumb against my hole and gently caresses it. He dips his thumb to where we meet to gather some of our
mingling moisture. He slides his thumb back to my ass and slips it in. Each time he thrusts me down on him, his thumb enters me from behind. His thumbs are my favorite. I’m on fire, sizzling, and I can’t look away. I’m full of him. I come again, hard and the noises I’m making are animalistic and primal. I go from weird noises to speaking in tongues as I ride this delicious wave of ecstasy. Jack is relentless and I just keep coming as he drives into me with cock and thumb. The visual heightens everything.

  “Sal, I own you,” he says gruffly as he stills inside of me, coming with a shudder.

  I nod.

  “Sal, you’re mine, say it.” He bites down on my earlobe.

  I shiver. “Promise to fuck me like that again and yes, I’m yours.”

  “Give me a few minutes, darlin’.” His smile is wide and beautiful.

  Crap. I may be in love with this asshole.

  Later we tumble out of his trailer towards the main studio and he slaps me hard on the ass. “I was wrong. I don’t want to win, I only want you to have whatever you want.”

  “What I want? Am I hallucinating?” This has to be a trick.

  “Nope.” He winks. “You want me?”

  I grab his shirt. “Yes.”

  “You’ll get me when Grace wins.” He smirks at me.

  “Jack, listen and understand. You mess with Nicolas and you will never get to mess with me again.” Not really, sorry Nic.

  He grabs my ponytail and gives it a yank. “Oh, Sal, I’ll mess with you and you’ll like it.”

  I take a step towards him and kiss his neck, inhaling his maddening scent. “Mess away,” I say and walk away.

  “I‘m yours,” I whisper once I’m far enough away from him.

  CHAPTER SIX

  Hydraulics—Jack

  Unbelievable. The feeling I have when I’m inside Sal is unbelievable. I can’t fathom my luck, my love, my lust. She is pretending to be mad at me and it is fucking sexy. Every time I see her I want to pull her into my trailer and fuck her until she is completely sated, I don’t even care about myself.