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  When we get into the limo that was waiting outside for us and drive away from my home it finally hits me. I'm going on tour with a world famous rock band. Shit!

  Ignite

  Black Inferno #2

  Chapter One

  Lacey

  I try and get a hold of my nerves as the limo drives closer and closer to wherever we're going. In fact, why don't I know where I am going? I should have asked Cole as soon as he asked me to come along on his tour. God this is all crazy. I still can't believe I agreed to do this. I look up and see Roxie is already looking at me from her seat beside Mason. She gives me a smile and a wink and I smile back. I breathe in and out to calm myself. I haven't done a lot of spontaneous things in my life and I need to. I need to start adding a little bit of wild fun into my life. This should be an experience. I'm not sure if it will be a good or bad experience yet, but I'm hoping for the good option.

  "Babe?" I look up at Cole who is sat to my right. God he's a good looking man. He smiles that devilish smile and I'm reminded why I'm doing this. "You OK?"

  I nod my head and get my thoughts in order. "Yeah." I smile back at him. "Yes I'm fine."

  "Good, because we're nearly there." I look out the windows and scrunch my nose in confusion. Cole laughs and kisses the base of my neck which immediately sends a shock through me. "We're going to the airport."

  I look from the window and back to Cole in shock.

  Airport?

  Why the hell are we going to an airport?

  I thought all rock stars travel around on a tour bus, so why are we going to the airport?

  "Why?"

  "To get on the jet." He says like it's so simple.

  "A jet?" I'm in shock.

  "Yeah." He chuckles. "We're not driving all the way back to San Francisco babe. It only takes about an hour on the jet and we need to meet Tate and Booker at the hotel before we leave in the morning."

  "I can't wait to meet your band mates." Roxie gushes from her seat.

  I'm more nervous than excited. This whole thing is so new to me. The first rock star I met was Cole and I didn't even know he was a rock star, so surely that's a good thing right? Hopefully Tate and Booker are just like Cole and Mason because if I don't like them, it’s going to make this whole situation difficult.

  We arrive at the airport, but we don't join the rest of the people who are busying around and dragging their luggage around. Instead, the chauffeur drives to another entrance down a long road, where I then see a small plane waiting.

  I hear Roxie gasp and she gets closer to the window. "Holy crap!"

  The limo pulls up right at the side of the white jet and men appear from inside the jet and help themselves to our luggage in the back. I watch as they carry our stuff back inside with them. The door opens and Cole turns to me and asks for my passport. I silently dig through my handbag and hand it over and Roxie gives hers to Mason.

  "Be back in a sec." Cole kisses my cheek before he then follows Mason out, leaving me and Roxie alone. I watch as they show our passports to the large man who has just arrived. Not five minutes passes, when Cole returns with a big grin on his face. "Come on girls, let’s get going."

  We both step out and Roxie runs over to Mason as they run up the steps and disappear inside the jet. I stand and stare at the large machinery in front of me. Cole stands in front of me and blocks my view, bringing his hands to my face as he looks me right in the eye. "What's up?"

  "I didn't know you flew in a jet." God I sound so fucking stupid! What I meant to say was ‘I thought we were going on a tour bus’ I had no idea Cole traveled like this.

  "Not all the time. Only when it's too far to drive and we're not with the bus. What's the matter, you scared of flying?"

  Cole suddenly looks concerned and I shake my head. "No, I'm just shocked."

  His gorgeous smile returns and he lets go of my face, I miss those hands of his holding me straight away. He reaches a hand out for me and we walk inside the jet together. When I reach the top of the steps I freeze. I expected it to be nice, but fucking hell! This is pure luxury! It's decked out in all black and classic white, but it looks perfect. Roxie’s sitting on a black leather sofa, giggling at whatever Mason has said. I see there are no normal plane seats for us on this flight, like I usually travel on. Cole walks around and points the bathroom and bedrooms out like he's done this speech thousands of times. He probably has. As Cole takes me towards the back the black and white theme continues and we come to a stop at a door. When Cole opens it I see it's a bedroom.

  Smiling, I cross my arms over my chest. "Why are you showing me the bedroom Cole?"

  He reaches out and places his hand on my upper arm, gently pulling me into the room. When I'm standing flush against him he pushes the door shut and walks us backwards so my back is now up against it. "I thought I would calm those nerves."

  Before I can even think to respond his lips are on mine and his hands work fast to remove my clothing. With only a thin shirt and denim shorts on it doesn't take long until I'm just in my underwear. Cole looks me up and down, taking me in and growls. Wrapping his arms around me and lifting, my legs circle his waist and he spins us, dropping us to the bed in a lust-filled frenzy. I try and get his shirt off, but I have no success. I whimper against his lips and Cole takes pity on me. He separates our lips to rip his shirt over his head, showing me that delicious body of his covered in tattoos. I want to lick his abs, but Cole doesn't give me a chance. He returns to me and has my thong off in seconds. I watch as he removes his black jeans and his cock springs free, demanding my pussy. After covering himself with a condom, Cole leans over me and looks me straight in the eye as he slides his big cock into my wetness. My eyes roll so far back my vision turns black and damn he feels fucking amazing.

  Cole begins to thrust like a madman and I hold on tight, afraid to let go. I don't even care that I'm making noises loud enough for Roxie and Mason to hear. I'm too consumed in Cole and what he's doing to my body. When I'm just about to come, Cole kisses me so my scream is silenced into his mouth. As I clamp around him, Cole climaxes along with me, growling into my mouth. God I've come to love that sound.

  When I'm dressed again, with a big smile on my face, Cole leads us back out. Roxie and Mason both give us amused looks as we sit down on one of the leather sofas. It's only now I notice that we haven't even taken off yet.

  "So glad you could notice." Roxie teases, but I see her smile looks a little tight. "We had to wait for you to return before we could fly."

  I bite my lip and feel the burning of my blush. Cole softly rubs his nose along my neck. "I had to relax my girl."

  I giggle and look up to see Roxie almost glaring at Cole. What's her problem?

  The jet begins to take off and I relax into my seat. Cole's right, he did help to calm my nerves. Throughout the hour flight I sit, just relaxing and feeling happy. I haven't felt this calm since we left my apartment. Wanting to make the most of it I shut my eyes and feel Cole support me with an arm around my shoulders.

  "Babe?" I hear. My eyes feel heavy as I open them. "Lacey?"

  I hear Cole again and when I finally have my eyes fully open he's smiling at me. I must have fallen asleep. I see Roxie follow Mason out of the jet, giving me a slight smile before she leaves.

  "Come on babe, we've landed, time to wake up."

  I stretch as I stand and see Cole grinning at me when I've finished. He wraps an arm around me and pulls me up against him. "I'm so glad you're here."

  He kisses me on my forehead and I kiss his shirt covered chest. "Me too."

  He holds my hand as we walk out of the jet and into another limo, while the same men carry our bags into the new limo. I don't think I will ever get used to this sort of life. As we drive to the hotel we're meeting Cole and Mason's band mates at, I almost laugh at my idiot thoughts from earlier. I did think that rock stars traveled on grotty, dark tour buses with sluts hanging off their dicks but I see that not all rock stars are like that. I could be wrong, but I ha
ven't seen the tour bus yet or met Tate and Booker. They could be very different to Cole and Mason, but I hope not. I really hope not.

  Chapter Two

  Lacey

  We pull up outside the hotel and I try my best to hold in my surprised face. We’ve stopped outside the Clift hotel! From the magazines I read, I know this is where some top celebrities stay when they're in San Francisco and we have just stopped outside! A man in uniform walks up to the limo and opens the door. When Cole reaches for my hand I snap my head around to look at him. He has a kind smile on his face so I must not have done a good job on hiding that surprised look on my face.

  "You ready?" He asks me.

  "For what?"

  Cole inclines his head to one of the limos windows and that's when I see them. A crowd of blood thirsty men are holding cameras and shoving each other to try and get the better shot.

  Oh shit.

  I knew that paparazzi hang out at spots like this because celebrity's are bound to pop up here, but I never thought I would witness it and now, I'm going to be in front of these guys. Cole squeezes my hand and kisses my lips. "Just hold onto my hand, smile and stay calm. You'll be fine."

  I quickly nod my head and swallow the lump in my throat. Shit I'm scared. I quickly look down at myself, fuck I look like shit. I just have my plain white sleeveless vest on and my denim shorts! My white Converse have seen better days and I’ve hardly any make up on! Fucking hell, they're going to have a field day if they print these pictures anywhere. I can see the headline now.

  Hot Rock God Cole spotted with plain and ugly girl. What is he thinking?

  "Lace, you're gonna be fine. Come on." He pulls me along with him and I watch as Mason and Roxie step out first. The cameras start clicking straight away and I hear the shouts of Mason's name just as Cole steps out the limo and pulls me along with him. He holds me safely to his side as we quickly walk up to hotels doors. Big men keep the paparazzi back as we walk by the many flashes of the cameras. They shout Cole's name and quiz him about me, but he doesn't say a word, only plants a kiss on my forehead as we step through the doors to safety.

  "You did great babe." He praises me when we're in the quiet hotel lobby. That's when I remember, shit I forgot to smile!

  ***

  Cole takes me up to our suite and when we step inside my jaw drops. Never have I stayed in a place like this! I don't want to touch anything just in case I make it dirty. The whole room is bright in whites, gold and a few touches of red, but not too much. The main focus is the white and gold. It looks very royal and I feel a little intimidated. Cole wraps his arms around me from behind as I take in the grand living area with its large, golden sofas.

  "I usually don't take the suites, but I wanted something special for you."

  I turn around to look at him in shock. "You didn't have to-"

  But he cuts me off. "No, but I wanted to."

  Before I can say anything there's a knock and he leaves me to go and answer it. I slowly make my way around, exploring the large open spaces. I stop dead when I see the bedroom. Wow. The bed is golden, with white shiny sheets and gold pillows. A white carpet that makes me want to remove my shoes and a large fluffy golden rug beside the vanity table. Cole appears beside me and walks into the room without a care for the clean carpet at all and places my hand bag on the bed.

  "Your case is in the other room. We need to get ready to go meet the guys."

  I look up at him and frown. "What?"

  Cole laughs and walks up to me, holding my face in his hands. "Babe, we need to get changed. We have to go down to the bar to meet the guys. There's a dress code, so wear a nice dress. Your case is in the next room."

  "OK." I breathe and get a hold of myself. I seriously need to get myself together. The shock of everything is making me act weird. I turn around and walk to the next room, Why isn't my suitcase in that room? Am I not sleeping in there?

  I get my answer when I see the next room and it isn't a bedroom like I was thinking. No, it's a fucking dressing room! It's a big room. The walls are made up as open wardrobes. They're empty but I'm itching to hang my clothes in them. There's a large floor length mirror on the wall, right in the middle of the room. There are little drawers and cabinet for accessories and a separate area for shoes and I'm in awe. I didn't think rooms like this even existed!

  Remembering what Cole had said, I unzip my case and start to hang some things up. Cole said we were leaving in the morning, so I only pick out things that I will need from now and until we leave. When I zip my case back up and wheel it into the far corner of the room, I begin to look at the two dresses I've taken out to choose from. One is red and one is black, both flatter my curves. I hear Cole walk in behind me. He's freshly showered and just in a towel that's loosely wrapped around his waist. Oh my, water glides down his abs and wets his tattoos. Fuck I want to jump on him and have my way. Cole gives me a knowing grin and opens his bag and takes out a few shirts and jeans. I don't take my eyes off him as he picks out a pair of black jeans and drops his towel, showing me that tight ass of his. He puts on his jeans without bothering with any boxers and turns to me as he fastens them.

  "Black." He says and I scrunch up my nose. "The black dress babe."

  I turn and look at the dresses behind me, oh. I give him a smile and he quickly wraps me in his arms, claiming me in a kiss that I don't want to end. "Fuck me Lace I want to be buried in you."

  I whimper against him and slide my hands up his wet and glorious chest. "But we need to get ready."

  I bite on my lip and lick his pecks, which makes him groan. "Fuck."

  Suddenly my shirt has gone and my shorts have been ripped down my legs. My underwear not a worry as he removes them then lifts me like I weigh nothing at all. He walks us out the dressing room and I wonder why, until he gets just outside the door and slams me up against a wall. He wouldn't have been able to do this in the dressing room because of the wardrobes. As soon as my back is against the wall, he slides me down while he takes out a condom wrapper from his pocket and covers himself. As soon as his jeans are removed, my legs are lifted again and wrapped around him before he slams home. I let out a loud groan as he fills me, fucking me with no mercy. This is a quick fuck and I love it. I bite onto his shoulder as the pleasure overtakes me and I come around his pumping cock.

  ***

  "Fucking hell babe, I just wanna rip that dress off you and bury myself inside you again."

  My body heats to Cole's dirty words and I look at myself in the mirror. After our quick fuck, we decided it was time to actually get ready. I decided to wear the black dress that Cole seemed to like and my black heels with my hair curled to the side. Cole decided to dress in his black jeans, black top and black Converse but looked fucking hot. I suppose rock stars didn't dress up too much.

  Cole kisses my neck from behind, one of my favorite spots. It calms my nerves and I'm grateful. He always seems to help me at the right time.

  When we're ready, Cole leads me to the door and we're met with a huge guy; bald head, black suit, shades and a huge body. I immediately recognize him from before. "Lacey this is Frank, you might remember him, he’s one of our bodyguards."

  I look back to Frank and manage a smile. "Hi Frank."

  All I get is a head bob in return and then Cole leads me away with my hand in his. We see Roxie and Mason as we wait for the elevator down. Roxie is looking gorgeous in a white, flowing dress, her black hair standing out against the fabric. Mason is looking very much like Cole, except he has a grey shirt on instead of black.

  Roxie gives me a smile as they stand beside us. "You look gorgeous."

  "Thank you, so do you."

  We step inside the elevator and the brothers start to talk excitedly about something. "The rooms are crazy right?"

  I look back at my best friend and relax. I thought something was wrong between us. "I know, I'm scared to touch anything."

  Roxie blushes a little. "God, I dropped some make up on the carpet."

  I gasp.
"Oh my god."

  We both look at each other and start laughing.

  "Let’s stick together tonight. I don't wanna be surrounded by snooty bitches I don't know."

  Oh god, I haven't even thought of that. I nod anyway and then the guys both take our hands as they lead us out. We walk down some corridors and then I hear music. A big double door opens and I look back to see Frank and another guy who followed Mason and Roxie, who looks exactly like Frank, stop by the doors.

  "Here we go." Roxie mutters in my ear.

  I take a deep breath to get myself prepared for what's to come. Tonight, my experience on this tour begins. Here we go indeed.