Big Girl Going On Tour: Big Girl Series Bk2 by Aubrey Rose Read Free Book Online

 
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER ONE
     
     
    Shannon lay in the bathtub, her hand between her thighs and her mind on Julian Bremmer. She had turned out the lights and placed candles all around the bath. If she didn’t have anyone to be romantic with right now, she would just have to be romantic with herself. And the guitarist who in her imagination already had his arms around her and his fingers deep into her tightness.
    “Oh, Julian,” she murmured. Her fingers slipped down to a place that was wet with desire as much as with bathwater. She pressed down firmly, her third finger circling around the pink nub that grew hard under the attention. She had tied back her red hair but a few loose strands fell down into the water, growing dark with moisture.
    Steam filled the tiny bathroom and Shannon tilted her head back along the edge of the tub, inhaling deeply as she stroked herself. With her free hand she caressed her own breasts, trying to mimic the way Julian pinched her nipples, set her nerves on fire.
    “I want you,” she moaned, her hips rocking back and forth slightly. She settled into a rhythm that wound her body up even as she moved slowly. Every part of her was completely relaxed but for one – in between her legs, the tension was rising, rising higher. She twisted one nipple hard and cried out softly as the pain caused a delightful shock to spread through the front of her body.
    “Ohh,” she cried out. That was wonderful. She twisted her nipple again, the dark pink button rolling between her thumb and finger. “ Ohhhh .”
    She felt the familiar pain of desire reach up to meet her from down there. Her body ached for Julian, wanted his huge cock inside of her. She felt empty without him, and every day grew emptier.
    Shannon pressed both hands between her thighs, her fingers working madly. She pushed down as though she was pushing back all of her old insecurities, all of the pain that had evaporated the night she spent with Julian. The water in the tub splashed at the sides as her arms moved faster and faster, bringing her closer to orgasm.
    Close, so closenow —
    The orgasm uncoiled through her body as her hands moved over her slickness, the waves of climax breaking prematurely, it seemed, against the walls of her body. She braced her feet against the bottom of the tub and closed her eyes, her back curved in tension now as the shudders ran through her.
    “Yes! Julian !” She moaned in pleasure, letting her body sink back under the warmth of the water. Then she was done, her body still clenching and unclenching as her fingers lay limp against her wet skin.
    The ache of desire still pounded at her heart, though. It did not seem to matter how many times she got herself off; after the orgasms ran through her she always wanted more. Her roommate Brynn had even mentioned how much she had been hogging the bathroom, with all of her showers and baths that ran on much longer than usual. She needed a deeper satisfaction than this, it seemed. Now that she knew what was possible...
    Would she ever be happy again without Julian?
    It had been a week since Julian had swept her off of her feet backstage at the concert, but she hadn’t heard from him at all. Not since she left his hotel room where they had spent one magical night together. At least, she thought that it had been magical.
    “I’m going to be busy with the next couple of tour stops,” Julian had said.
    “It’s okay,” Shannon said. “I understand.”
    Only part of that was true. She understood that he would be busy, sure. But not even to call? It broke her heart every day that passed without word from him. And although she understood that she was just some stupid college girl from a small town, she had thought that they shared something, a deeper connection.
    It had just been a dream. She was stupid to think that it was anything more, no matter how good the sex had been. For the past couple of days, she had been muddling around in school and work, her