Cassio: The Midnight Tigers, #2

By Lainy Bradshaw

Cassio Jones was the front man of The Midnight Tigers. He had pulled the band together and they had become the hottest property on the planet. On the surface, he was the typical alpha male lead man. Bedding a bevvy of beauties across the world. He was straight-A hetrosexual, women were like a drug but he would never let himeself see them as more than objects to be used until he grew bored. Then, he was on a much needed vacation when he spotted the talented, beautiful and enigmatic Lex. Lex led him on a journey of self-discovery and taught him how to love himself and let go of the hidden demons that he thought he had tamed.

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• Language: English
• Publisher: Lainy Bradshaw
• Release date: Oct 5, 2016
• ISBN: 9781536567533

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The Midnight Tigers

Cassio Jones

by

Lainy Bradshaw

Prologue

John Cassidy wasn't the prettiest child, with an unruly mop of curly hair and eyesight so bad that the glasses he needed to correct it were more like the bottom of jam-jars, and had to be thinned down. But he was happy, bright and had a cheeky, sunny disposition. In a lot of ways, he was the class clown. That was until he was seven, and he woke up in the hospital with both legs in casts, shattered in several places after being run down by a drunk driver. He spent weeks in the casts, followed by endless rounds of physical therapy and a seemingly endless stream of operations to mend his ruined, but still growing legs, on which he had to wear braces, due to them being so weak. He still remained cheerful through the rounds of painful surgery, however, the cost of the necessary surgery on his broken legs meant his single parent mother couldn't afford more than basic glasses, and his teeth were left uneven and crooked. But he was still happy, until he went to High School and the world became a darker and crueller place. Happy, carefree little John Cassidy grew up into a quiet and withdrawn young man. His mother brought him his first guitar, hoping maybe it would bring him back out of his shell, and as soon as his fingers touched the strings John Cassidy ceased to exist.

The last chord screamed through the heavy smoke-filled air, and the man stood in the single spotlight. His chest heaved and his ears rang with the shouts, yells and shrieks of delight, excitement, and some lust. Cassio Jones was the lead singer and guitarist of the massive rock band, The Midnight Tigers. The band had been put together by Cass when he was nineteen, trawling everywhere from street corner buskers, to YouTube for the others. He spliced together several montages of what would become the band, and had the audacity to get signed to an up and coming record label. It didn't take long for their fears to evaporate as their talent and good looks propelled them into super-stardom, they had landed. They were on their third world tour, playing sports arenas and parks; anywhere big enough to accommodate the vast numbers of fans clamoring for tickets. They were the hottest band on the planet, everyone wanting a piece of them, especially the man in the spotlight.

Cassio's smoking good looks and ripped body were as much of the appeal of the band as their musical prowess. As well as the band, he also modelled, endorsing various clothing ranges and fragrances. He appeared on T.V. talk shows and even opened sports events. He was witty, charming and very flirtatious with the female, hosts, most of which he would end up bedding the very same night.  He lost count of the times he almost got caught with his pants down, the last was with a prime-time weather girl in the studios make-up room. He was sitting in one of the chairs with the woman straddling him, they had both climaxed and had just managed to sort their clothing out when someone came in. One thing about Cassio, he had a very skewed view of women. He could treat them with disdain, using them as a convenient fuck, spilling his load and leaving, or he could be passionate and a great lover, giving his whole body but never his heart.  He rarely saw the same girl more than once, sometimes the once lasted a week or two, most of which would be spent in his bed. He had exceptions. There was always a girl or two in most towns ready and eager, just waiting for the call, each of them secretly hoping they would be the one to win his elusive heart.

He had everything: money, fame and adoration. He was however bored, and although he would never admit it, lonely but frightened by his past and scared for how that was shaping his future.

Chapter 1

Owwww, what was that for? Jonah yelped, as the water bottle that had been pitched at him cracked him hard on the head. Cass shrugged non committedly, giving his trade-mark crooked smile.

Dunno, I'm so bored, he yawned luxuriously as he answered. They had driven through the night to get to the next gig.

Well, we have three nights and then we get two whole months off before we hit Europe, Jonah muttered as he rubbed his head. You could go home or join us in Hawaii. Or, knowing you, you have a girl or four lined up,

Cass grinned at the last comment, although he inwardly groaned. He DID have a girl lined up. Suzette was always willing, able and very adaptable, in all areas. She used to be an acrobat with Cirque De Soleil. The positions she could get into were mind-blowing. At least they used to be, but to Cass, all the tricks were starting to wear thin. He had even started to find sex boring Which is why he had so many one night stands. He was chasing a thrill that seemed to get further away with every girl he fucked, making him chase more and more extreme thrills, not that he would ever admit that to anyone, not even his best friend and fellow band member, the bands quiet one, Drew Fletcher.

Yeah, Suzie, she’s always eager, even as he spoke, he heard the sound of dread in his voice. He was a full-bodied, alpha male, there was no doubt about that. He loved women, loved the curves, loved the feel of real breasts, loved tasting a women's excitement as he dived between her thighs, using his tongue to bring her to her first orgasm of the session. He loved women but in a cold, clinical way. Almost as works of art. Something to be looked at, admired and felt, and then forgotten as you moved on to the next exhibit.

Man, she's hot. You could sound happier about it, Jonah now had an ice pack on his head. I have a headache now. That's bad news for a drummer.

Stop being such a baby, if you want Suzie you can have her, like I said I'm bored, as Cass spoke he picked up his cell phone and tapped the screen, before holding it to his ear.

Hey, baby, it's Cass. I have bad news sugar; I have to cancel next week. We have issues with the rigging for the European leg, so I'm flying over to Germany after the last show, Jonah opened his mouth to ask what issues when Cass put his finger to his lips, keeping the question from escaping.

Yeah, I'm sorry too baby. I promise I'll make it up to you. I have a few ideas for the next time. I've been toy shopping, Cass listened to the voice on the line. Yeah, I'm gonna fuck you five ways from Sunday, I promise. There's no part of your body I'm not going to fuck, more silence. You don't? Well you will, and I guarantee you'll enjoy it, trust me, Cass laughed at an unheard joke.

Yeah, you too baby, and he ended the call.

What issues? What the fuck happened?

Nothing you idiot. I just didn't want to waste my down time buried in Suzie's pussy, I'm going to get me a flight somewhere quiet. Just me, my guitar and an ice cold beer.

Well, I think you're mad. I would love to get in Suzie's panties, Jake, the bands bassist, had entered while Cass was making his call.

She don't wear any, I'll give her your number. She's a game girl, I'm sure she'll happily give you a ride when she realises this spring has dried up. Actually, maybe I could get her hooked up with Jonah, they both looked over at their drummer Although I'm not sure you could handle her. Have you ever been bare-naked with a lady? He knew that Jonah and Jake were a pair of sexual predators, often taking a pair of girls and sharing them in private little four ways. Jonah flipped the finger at his band-mate, who laughed at his own joke even as he was already tapping the screen of his smart phone, calling his PA to arrange a flight. Just as he ended the call, the remaining band member entered the suite that Cass called home for the night.

Hey, who was that? Your latest fuck? Drew, their lead guitarist, the oldest member of the band, aged thirty-three, pulled a beer out of the mini bar and took a long draw.

Nope, it was Diane. She's booking me a flight straight after the last gig. I need a time out, Drew wiped a hand over his mouth and nodded his agreement.

Good idea mate, you look tired. Where are you going?

No idea. I just told Diane I want somewhere hot and quiet without any distractions.

Good, anyway, we need to go over tomorrow night’s set list, anything we want to change?

The band groaned as a whole, Jonah walked over to get beers for everyone else and they sat around the dining table, the guitarists had their instruments by their feet, Jonah with a pair of drumsticks in his hand. Soon the quartet were playing chords, scribbling notes, and Jonah was tapping out beats with his sticks. Cass was humming, occasionally strumming a few bars.

They were well into the session when Cassio's cell rang. He yanked it from his pocket and tapped the screen.

Hey, yeah. What? You're kidding me? It'll be full of geriatrics, he stopped talking to listen to his PA. Actually, you have a point there, good thinking.  You book me in as John Cassidy? Perfect, sure, thanks doll. he put the phone on the table and saw his band mates look at him quizzically.

What?

Take it that was Diane? So, where you goin'?

I ain't telling you lot. Only me and Diane know. I ain't taking my cell neither, so don’t bother trying to call me up. No offence, but I want a total time out.

The evening drew on, the suite soon became filled with pizza boxes and beer cans, as the band worked on the set list through to the early hours, before they said their good-night's and headed to their respective trailers.

The last three gigs of the United States leg went by in a blur of lights and screams. Pyrotechnics lit up the stage as they finished the last number of the last encore. Cass stood in his usual pose, guitar slung carelessly over one hip, an arm held aloft as the spotlight picked him out. He was tired and fed up. He needed this time out. His one regret was, while he wanted to get away from the band, he didn’t want to get away from the boys as such, just all the trappings that go with it.

He handed his guitar to the roadie and took the towel offered in its place. He followed Drew's limo to the hotel hosting the wrap party, and housing the boys for the duration of the gigs. He groaned inwardly when he saw the throng of people, a lot of them female and gorgeous, but he felt nothing. He looked around and spotted Drew propping the bar up, drinking a European beer. He joined him and ordered the same beer, wincing at the strong taste, so much stronger than the domestic beers he was used to. He saw Drew smile at the face he must have been pulling at the taste.

The two men stood at the bar, surveying the seething mass of people. The two younger band members, affectionately nick-named the hyenas by Drew, were in the middle of a group of eager girls, it was a wonder that they didn't get arrested for public indecency. Drew made a comment about them, causing Cassio to chuckle.

They're young

No one take your fancy? Drew asked him

Cassio thought for a second and shook his head. No, like I said, I'm bored of the groupies and one night stands, and all the, well, you know man. The thrill of the chase ain't so thrilling any more, what about you?

No, I don't think so Drew answered, shaking his head before taking another swig of beer.

Cassio thought about his friend. He was practically a fucking monk. He had, occasionally, taken a woman to bed but not often, this would usually have Cassio thinking maybe he was gay but not Drew. It was like he was waiting for something, someone. Cassio always had the idea that Drew had a secret, but it was none of Cassio’s business, so he never pried. As they stood there a young waitress rushed past. Cassio's head snapped around at the sight and he watched her work through the room, serving champagne and spirits. His eyes burned into her until she turned and saw him staring. She grinned shyly as Cass gave her a suggestive wink and beckoned her over. He saw the disapproving look that Drew gave him and he shrugged apologetically. I'm only human as he led the girl away.

Chapter 2

Cassio led the girl in the direction of the suites they were using. She looked nervous now she was alone with him, and rather than taking her straight to bed Cass decided to loosen her up a bit, so went into the big living area that interconnected the individual suites. Jonah and Jake were also in there. Both boys went for a particular type. Jonah went, of course, for the rocking brunette; tall, leggy, in a skirt that barely covered her ass. He practically fucked her there and then. Jake was in theory, dancing with two girls, although his hands were all over them, up and under their tops, and just as quickly down the very short shorts the girls were wearing. One was a young, beautiful redhead, with skin the colour of buttermilk, and the other a stunning cool blonde. In years, Jake was the baby of the band, but he was every bit as much a sexual predator as his idol, Cassio.

Cass told the girl to sit down while he fetched over a bottle of champagne from the fridge, opening it and pouring them a glass each, before joining her on the couch while they watched the boys floor show.

What's your name Sugar?

K-K-Kate, she stammered.

Well, K-Kate, tell me, honestly now Baby, are you a virgin? Kate blushed a very pretty pink and shook her head. Cass wondered briefly if she was lying.

Good girl. Now, you ever blown a guy off? She blushed a deeper pink and shook her head.

No-o-o, Sir, she looked ashamed.

Now, no need to call me Sir. I'm not your Master, unless you're into a little light domination? He actually squirmed as he imagined maybe tying her up and slapping her ass till it was crimson, while fucking her from behind. He licked his lips at the thought and watched her cheeks flush to the color he had imagined on her ass.

Her eyes opened wide. She may or may not be a virgin but she was certainly inexperienced. ‘Maybe not tonight then,’ he thought and put ideas of tying her up out of his mind.

Well, let’s see how the night goes. I might have to tie you up and eat you out, as he spoke he pushed his hand further up her skirt, his fingers brushing silk as he reached her panties. He continued to lightly stroke, his fingers moving up. He could feel her tremble, a combination of fear and arousal. As he stroked Kate he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. He carried on stroking her while he read the email from Diane, giving him his itinerary and flight times.

Well, that might be something to try later, if you want? He looked at her, His free hand lifting her face up. The look of fear and anticipation told him that she was lying. She might have had a fumble but she hadn't had full penetration. He gave her a look that guaranteed he would be her first. There was no way she would be able to refuse him. He felt himself twitch at the idea. He had a brief thought about taking her with him, being the first to eat her, ass-fuck her, the first cock to cum in her mouth. He shook himself, no he wanted to get away from all the crap. He knew the girls only wanted him because he was rich and famous. He would spend the night fucking her until she was sore, he had endless stamina, and then he would forget her like the long list of previous conquests.

Katie, sweetie, I want you to go over there and get that bottle of vodka and two glasses.

Kate stood up, somewhat reluctantly, and collected the liquor and glasses, bringing them over to the coffee table in front of Cassio, who was again on his phone. Cass saw the look she gave him and pulled her arm, bringing her face down to him while putting his phone back in his pocket.

Don't worry Sugar, you'll get what you want, and he kissed her earlobe so gently it was almost a breath. She smiled shyly while her skin again flushed a pale pink. He poured several shots, watching the girl get more inebriated.

Cass grinned. Just one thing left to do, he stood and wandered over to a drawer, pulled a packet out and handed the girl a small blister packet containing a single small white pill.

What is it?

Insurance, just take the damn tablet, it won’t hurt you. There's water on the table. If you don't take it, you can leave now,

Cassio's face hardened and she knew she had no choice if she wanted this, so took a tablet out of the packet, swallowing it with a mouthful of the bottled water. Cassio smiled. He had her - hook, line and sinker.

Good girl, now, shall we? I want you to scream my name when I make you come.  He led her to his suite through a different door to the one Jonah and Jake left through. Once in his room he pulled another bottle of champagne from a hidden fridge.

Now, have a drink, he had opened the bottle and poured out two glasses, handing one to the girl. Drink it, it'll help you to relax and that will make things more enjoyable for both of us. I take it you've never orgasmed? Never masturbated? Kate shook her head.  Well, tonight, you'll do both, and he gave her a suggestive smile.

He put the drink down and pulled her onto the bed, taking hers too.

I'm not going to just fuck you. I'm going to seduce you and make love to you. Then I'm going to fuck you, hard he said.

But first, there was the small matter of Katie's probable virginity. Cass had no idea just how experienced she was, and he had never been with a virgin before, but he had heard that most woman had bad first experiences, whether because it hurt or some other reason. No, he didn't want to be remembered like that, He wanted her to think of him, next week, next year, on her wedding night and feel aroused. He wanted to be the best she knew she would ever have, and wanted to know that she would spend her life chasing the feeling again. He started slowly, just kissing her, claiming her mouth, stroking her tongue with his own. As he kissed her his hand thrust between her legs, finding her skimpy panties. He could feel she was already moist. Her body was ripe for the picking. His other hand cupped a breast, kneading it through her blouse. He wanted to get her bra off and see how pert she was. He extricated his other hand and soon was unbuttoning her blouse, and unclasping her bra with no effort. In next to no time she was naked from the waist up. Cass sat back and looked at her lightly tanned body and her breasts, while not large, were ample. Her nipples were pink and hard already, he leant forward and took one in his mouth, savouring the sweet skin as he licked it before sucking it until it released with a little pop. He repeated the action on the other nipple before pushing Kate down onto her back and kissing down her chest to her stomach. He unzipped her short skirt and pulled it down over her hips, kissing the flesh as it became exposed. Soon her skin was covered in goose bumps. Once her skirt had been removed, and she was wearing just panties and over knees stockings, Cassio knelt back and admired her body. How had she remained a virgin? He couldn't wait to bury himself inside her. Patience, he told himself. He tugged the panties off too. She was naked. She also looked terrified. He pulled her up and handed her glass back. She downed the drink in one and he topped up her glass. That too was drained.

Steady on, I want you conscious, he half joked. He needed to get on with this before she chickened out or passed out. Lay down and raise your knees. She did. Now, let them fall open,

She did as he had asked and Cassio watched her open up, seeing how pink and moist she was, also pretty much untouched until now. He would be the first to explore, to push into the unknown.

I take it you've never had someone do this? and he kissed her, licking her fresh little pussy.

She gasped loudly. He grinned and did it again, and again she gasped, her body shuddering. He put one hand on her abdomen, wanting to feel her stomach clench with her first ever orgasm. His other hand was circling her tight opening. He knew then she had been lying, she had never even been this far with a guy before. No one had ever been where he was going. He gently pushed a finger inside, feeling her tighten around it, not pushing in too deep. He was saving that for his hungry dick, which was now almost painful with the pressure but he could hold off; he wanted her to orgasm. His tongue, along with the now two fingers inside her, soon had her body quivering as she climaxed for the first time in her life. Before she had recovered Cass had moved and was positioned above her, his arms by her head, his hips flat against hers with his penis sandwiched between them. He saw her eyes widen as she felt him, rock hard against her stomach.

Bring your knees up as far as you can, good, hold them there, for now, he positioned himself just in front of her.

Now, I can't promise it won’t hurt, but I'll try to be gentle. I want you to enjoy this as much as I am going to, he leant down and kissed her, his tongue pushing into her mouth.

As he did, he thrust forward with his hips and pushed slowly as far into her as he could. He knew he imagined it but he would swear he heard a light pop as he pushed in. She whimpered into his mouth as he felt her stretch around him. He had a small moment of guilt. He had just taken a girl’s virginity and he had no intention, after tonight, of ever seeing or even thinking of her again. 'Cass, you fuck' he thought but brushed it away. Too late now for regrets. He looked down. Katie was laying still, her eyes wide. She was beautiful, he had to admit.

How does it feel? Did it hurt? I want to know what it, what I, feel like, inside you,

It hurt, a little when, when you put it in. It, I...feel like...like I’m full, too full, like I'm being torn apart...but...

But what? You have to tell me.

It feels good. Is that wrong?

Oh, no baby, that's perfect, as he spoke, Cassio began to thrust into her, harder and harder. Lift your legs up and lock them behind my back, she did, and he was able to push in even deeper, making her cry out and then. OH fuck, YES and he emptied himself into her. It felt like he would never stop.

When he finally finished, he could feel his cock, still twitching but softer now, although not totally soft. He reluctantly pulled out and sat back. He looked down and saw the blood on his dick, it was not too much, then he looked at the girl, her thighs were moist, shining a mixture of his cum and hers, mingled with her blood. The evidence of what had just been lost. Or gained, depending on your view point.

Sore? He asked, she shook her head. "Hmm, you will be by the time I'm done with you" he thought.

Good, now, go shower, I ain't finished with you yet.

While she was washing away the evidence of her lost innocence, Cassio finished packing away most of his personal effects. Leaving out just the essentials he needed for the morning.

The girl, Kate reappeared, wrapped in a white towel that barely skimmed her ass. Cass leered at her, she was like a piece of perfectly ripe fruit. Sweet and soft, and she was totally his to do what he wanted with. A nice blank canvas. He walked over and took the towel away. The girl blushed and tried to cover herself with her hands.

Oh, no you don't, Sugar. I want to see everything,

He took her hands and held them away from her body. Enjoying the sight of her breasts lifting as he did. She was fucking gorgeous, he had to admit. He let go of one hand and led her over to the huge, high bed. She went to lay down but he shook his head.

"Oh,