Duncan looked at his friend, seeing the truth in Jake’s eyes. He laughed. “Oh, my God, I’m going to start crying in a second!”
“Well, don’t! You have to get back out there in thirty seconds.” Jake grinned and took back the water. Duncan hesitated then stepped closer and kissed Jake full on the mouth, unable to keep the need locked down after seeing the joy on Jake’s face. Duncan groaned as a flash of heat swept through him. Jake kissed Duncan back, running his tongue over the other man’s lips until they parted and the elation slipped into desire. Duncan felt Emma shiver as the kiss deepened, and then Jake shuddered and stepped back, his mouth swollen. Duncan swallowed and hoped his erection wouldn’t show onstage. He turned and climbed the stairs, smiling as the crowd chanted his name.
When he reached the mark where he opened the second set, he slipped his acoustic guitar over his head and sat on a stool at the foot of the stairs, right in the center of the stage. He was grateful the instrument hid his arousal as the spotlight came on and the crowd roared. He tried to look into the front row but couldn’t see anything through the bright lights. He knew Emma was in the front somewhere but couldn’t pinpoint her exact spot. Doesn’t matter, he thought, reassuring himself. I know she’s there.
He cleared his throat, and the audience quieted. “This next song is about love. It’s about finding love and holding onto it no matter what happens, because you know just how precious and fragile it can be.” He shifted on his seat, nodded to Jon on bass, and began to play.
Forty-five minutes later, he stood backstage, listening to the crowd stomping and screaming, ready to head back out for an encore. Jake waited with him, no towel or bottle this time. Duncan could feel them both, and the yearning for his friend and Emma was nearly overwhelming. He turned slightly to look at Jake, who smiled, reaching his hand up to cup Duncan’s face. Duncan closed his eyes and leaned into the touch for a moment. Then his drummer began the roll that signaled the beginning of the encore, and he pulled away to jog back onto the stage. He tried again to see Emma, blinking into the dark as the lasers flickered over the crowd. His eyes swept the front row. There! She stood with her face turned up, eyes locked on his. He winked at her, then he grabbed the microphone and launched into his encore. The crowd went wild, but Emma stood perfectly still, watching Duncan with an intensity that did nothing to dampen his arousal. He could feel Jake, too, and knew he was there with him, their unique bond letting him experience the wildness of the encore through Duncan’s eyes. When the guitar solo began, Duncan sauntered right to the edge of the stage and dropped to his knees in front of Emma. Her eyes widened when he grabbed her behind the neck, then they flicked shut as she stretched out to meet his lips. Everything faded into the background, even the flash of cameras and shrieking of the crowd. She tasted like mint with a hint of sweetness, so delicious. He licked at her and swept in when she opened up, sucking on her tongue until he felt her tremble. In the back of his mind, he felt Jake moan and press a hand on his dick, and Duncan came back to himself with a snap. Reluctantly, he pulled away from Emma, wondering how long it would take before this little indiscretion ended up on the internet.
Emma waited in the dark, knowing there would be one more song. She wondered what Duncan could possibly do to top the incredible show, but when the lasers came on, all thoughts fled her head. He was looking right at her. When he began to sing, she felt his voice slither into her body. Julie screamed like a madwoman beside her, and then the swell of the crowd pushed Emma forward until she was pinned against the front of the stage. Duncan kept his eyes on her the entire time, seemingly oblivious to the roar of the fans. Feeling her body tingle, Emma wondered if she could orgasm just from his voice, but then the guitar solo began, and he stalked to the edge of the stage and dropped to his knees. Before she could react, he reached out to her. She was burning up, so she stood on her tiptoes. She needed to touch him. He tilted her head up even more just as she locked her arms around his shoulders, and then he leaned in and kissed her in front of everyone. She groaned as his tongue slipped against hers. In her head, she could feel Jake pressing a hand against his erection as he watched her and Duncan kiss from his spot at the edge of the stage. She thought she’d been aroused before when they’d kissed, but that was nothing compared to this. She was on fire. She couldn’t think. When Duncan began to pull away, she felt like crying. Their lips parted, and she watched him close his eyes for a split second, and then Jake shoved into the people right next to her and grabbed her by the hand, pulling her through the crowd as Duncan stood up and began to sing. Where the hell did he come from? She hadn’t felt him move from his spot backstage. He must have worked his way through the crowd while Duncan was kissing her.
She heard Julie calling after her but she couldn’t turn in the madness. She didn’t want to turn around. Jake’s grip was like iron on her wrist, but she went willingly because every time he let go the arousal spiked into pain. She didn’t know how Duncan could stand it, and then they broke free of the people, staggering beneath the stage into a sudden pocket of privacy.
“Jake,” Emma gasped but didn’t have time to say anymore because he was kissing her, his mouth hot. She felt her bones turn to liquid. Duncan wailed the last note of the song, and she knew he’d be here soon. She wrenched away from Jake, panting. “Not here.”
Jake nodded grimly. “Come on.” He grabbed her hand and tugged her backstage through a throng of people—technicians, PAs, and the band that was stumbling down the stairs, all of them looking at her strangely. She looked around wildly for Duncan, and suddenly he was right next to her, like magic. He didn’t speak, just grabbed her free hand. Emma trembled, feeling heat spike between the three of them. She knew she should be frightened as the two men manhandled her down a hallway and into a room, but instead she felt like laughing. Duncan let go of her and locked the door. Jake’s eyes glittered in the light of the single lamp that was lit on the far side of the room.
“This is insane,” Emma whispered then cleared her throat, trying to work some moisture into her mouth.
“I know,” Duncan replied then stalked forward. She shivered and stepped back, only to stop as Jake came up behind her. Duncan didn’t stop. He just pressed closer until she could feel both of them against her body, their heat making her sweat. Jake grabbed her arms and pressed her closer to him, grinding his erection into her ass. Emma sucked in a breath, open-mouthed, then Duncan’s lips were there. His tongue swallowed her gasp. She kissed him back, wild, not understanding how she could be so insane with lust, but she didn’t care. She thrust her hands into Duncan’s hair and hung on as she felt Jake slide his hands to the front of her blouse, shoving in between her and Duncan. He ripped it open, the sounds of the parting snaps like firecrackers. Duncan groaned and tore his mouth away. Emma moaned in protest, trying to pull his head back down. When he flicked his gaze up, she saw his pupils dilate even more. Then he leaned over her shoulder to meet Jake’s mouth. She watched them kiss with a sense of shock. She could feel their desperation in her head, feel how hot they were, the desire flowing like electricity. She grabbed onto Duncan’s shirt and writhed, wishing they were all naked and in bed somewhere.
“Oh, my God,” Jake moaned. “Emma, yeah, I want you naked, too.” She closed her eyes, not even caring that he could read her thoughts at this point. Her jeans hurt her skin.