Prologue

        When I first saw Nick Carter, I knew I had to have him. It was a week before the boys be touring for the Black and Blue album. My father allowed me to come with him to a meeting he was having with the boys. He was their manager and I was totally psyched to meet my favorite pop group. My father and I had met for the first time in nineteen years earlier that summer. When he told me he managed the Backstreet Boys, I nearly flipped. 
        Man, I'm getting off topic here. When was I? Oh yeah, the first time I saw Nick. So, like I said, I went to the meeting with my dad. I walked into the room and there he was...oh he was so sexy! He was wearing a Tampa Bay T-shirt (yuck!) and some jeans. He was looking kinda bummish, but I so did not care. Oh God, he looked way better in person. I swear on my life that I creamed my pants the minute I laid eyes on him. I had to sit down in a chair just to keep myself from jumping on him, ripping his clothes off, and fucking the shit out of him right there in the middle of the conference room. 
My dad started the meeting and I couldn't keep my eyes off of Nick. I won't even go into what was going through my mind at that moment. Lets put it this way: I don't recall ever hearing a word my father said during the entire hour long meeting. Once the meeting was over, I was awoken from my trance by Kevin.
        "Hi, I'm Kevin. You must be David's daughter."
        "Yup, that's me. I'm Marcy," I said, not taking my eyes off Nick.
        "So, you'll be joining us on tour?" Kevin asked.
        "Definitely," I replied, smiling at the thought.
        "Come on, Marcy, we have to go," my father replied.
        "Okay," I said as I got out of my seat. "Bye, guys," I saw then glanced back at Nick.
        He nodded in my direction and smiled. I knew at that moment that it was going be an interesting six months.


Chapter 1

        So far, I had been on tour for two months and not a thing from Nick. Not even a nibble. Rumors were flying around that Nick had a crush on me, but he wasn't being straight forward about it. I knew I would have to make the first move, and that's exactly what I did. 
        I caught him in the hallways of our hotel and asked him to come to dinner with me. Of course, he accepted. Now, Nick and I were friends and we'd been to dinner before, but this time I had planned something more. I just hoped it worked.
        Dinner was all right, but it could've been better. We went to this cute diner near the hotel and we had a fairly decent conversation. Since it was late in the night, the place was empty and we could talk with no interruptions. I was trying my hardest to turn him on, but nothing seemed to be working. I sucked my straw seductively, ran my hand up and down on the glass that I was drinking from, and looked him in the eyes as we talked. I even placed my elbows on the table and rested my hands under my chin to show some cleavage, and still nothing. He was treating me like...like a friend! I was like, "What the fuck is this? I thought you wanted me. I mean, here I am throwing myself at you and you're not even getting hard. What the fuck's kind of shit is that?" I was getting irritated, but I was still having a decent time.
        By the time the night was over, I was disappointed. All that happened was that he held my hand while were walking down the street. I knew it was sure sign that he liked me, but as soon as we got close to the hotel, he let go of my hand and started walking ahead of me. I should've been offended, but I knew his reason behind it all. Anyway, we got our floor and he walked me to my room.
        "Well, I guess I should go to sleep now," Nick said while looking down at the floor.
        "I guess so," I replied, slightly irritated.
        "Okay, well, good night," he replied softly.
        He was turning away and I had to control myself from blacking out on him. I just wanted to grab him by the shoulders and shout, "Hello! Kiss me already damn it!" I watched him walk away and I sadly unlocked my door. I was about to go inside when suddenly I saw Nick's hand grab mine and he whirled me around. I opened my mouth to question him, but I was quickly shut up by his lips being planted on top of mine. It all happened so fast that I wasn't sure what had happened. All I knew was that I liked it, and I wanted more. I held onto his waist as tight as I could and kissed him for as long as possible. I tilted my head to the left and brushed my tongue over his lips. To my surprise, he responded. He broke my lips apart with his tongue and before I knew it, we were frenching. Yes! Score! And let me tell you, whoa nelly! That boy does wonders with his tongue. It made me wonder what else he could do with it.
        When the kiss was over, I could hardly breathe. That man left me weak in the knees and wet in between my legs. I've never been so horny in my life. What a way to end the night. I didn't even care that we didn't have sex. Well...yes I did, but that's besides the point. Anyway, we broke apart and that was the beginning of everything.
        For an entire month after that, we were sneaking kisses from each other and having secret rendevouz. It was totally great! What made it even better was the fact that no one knew about it. Well...so I thought.


Chapter 2

        "I'm going to the game room to get my purse," I said to Nick one night after a show. "I'll be right back." 
        "Okay, but hurry up. We're about to leave."
        "I will," I called as I ran toward the game room.
        On my way there, I ran into my dad. "Hi, daddy!" I called as I ran past him.
        "Sweetie, have you seen Nick?" he asked.
        "Dressing room!" I shouted from the game room.
        I grabbed my purse from off the top of the pin ball machine and ran back to Nick's dressing room. I was about to walk in when I heard my father's voice.
        "Nick, I don't ever recall granting you permission to date my daughter."
        "Sir, with all do respect, I don't think I need permission to date your nineteen-year-old daughter."
        "Don't smart ass me, Nick," my father boomed. "As long as you work for me, you will not touch my daughter."
        "But sir--"
        "No buts. If I catch you putting your hands on Marcy again, you'll be sorry."
        "Yeah, right. What can you do?"
        My father got up in Nick's face. "I helped created you, and I can fucking destroy you, Carter. I've seen the way you mess with women and I refuse to allow you play head games with my daughter. Keep your hands off her or else!"
        I ducked behind the corner when I heard my father leaving the dressing room. When I knew he was out of sight, I crept back into the dressing room. Nick was sitting in a chair looking all bummed out. I walked over to him and sat on his lap.
        "Are you ready?" I asked, then kissed him on the cheek.
        Nick pushed me off of him and stood up. "I think you should go on someone else's bus this time," he said.
        I couldn't believe what I was hearing. He was actually going to let my father intimidate him like that.
        "I'll talk to you later," he added then left.
        I sat there in the dressing room dumbfounded. I was pissed off at my father for trying to ruin a great thing. I was not going to allow him to rule my life that. Nick and I belonged together and it was going to stay that way.
        Weeks went by and Nick was totally avoiding me. He was trying so hard to keep us apart. I knew it had to be killing him inside. I couldn't take it anymore, so I decided to take action.
        One day, I snuck into Nick's dressing room and waited for him in a chair with barely anything on. You can imagine the surprise on his face when he saw me.
        "Marcy, what are you doing here," he said as he quickly shut the door.
        "I came here to see you," I said I got up and walked toward him.
        "Marcy, I think that maybe you should go?"
        "Why? I haven't spent time with you in weeks. I miss you, Nicky. Don't you miss me?"
        "Of course I do. I just can't be alone with you because--"
        "Because of what my father said?" I interrupted.
        Nick stared at me in surprise. "How did you know about that?"
        "I was standing outside the door when it happened. I heard everything."
        "So, you understand then?"
        "No, I don't. Nick, you know my father can't really do anything to you. The Backstreet Boys belong to JIVE, not my father. He couldn't do anything to you even if he wanted to. Besides, if you're so scared, then why couldn't we pretend like there's nothing going on when people are around?"
        "You mean, act like friends in public and lovers in private?"
        I smiled and kissed him. "Exactly. What do you think?"
        Nick smiled. "Lets do it," he said then kissed me.


Chapter 3

        Our plan was working perfectly. No one even suspected that we were really together instead of just friends. It was absolutely brilliant. We would always sneak into each others' room late at night then sneak back before morning. Sex with Nick was great. No doubt about it, ladies, Nickolas Gene Carter was da bomb in bed! I never got bored with it.
        One night, Nick came to my room and as soon as I shut the door, he was taking my clothes off. He began kissing me hungrily and pulling on every article of clothing that I had on (which wasn't much to begin with). I couldn't help but to respond and start pulling down his jogging pants. He was naked underneath. (Nick and I learned to wear as little clothing as possible in order to speed up the process). He yanked off my tank top and I took off his T-shirt. 
My thong quickly came off and the next thing I knew, we were on the bed and he was licking my nipples. He moved farther down and he spread my legs apart. He ran finger over my clit. I moaned in pleasure.
        "Yeah, baby, you like that don't you?" Nick said in a low, sexy tone. "Do you want more?" he asked as he ran his finger over my clit a little faster. I swear, I could've came right then and there, but I controlled myself. "Nick, don't tease me," I begged.
        Nick grinned devilishly and stopped what he was doing. His finger still lingered over my clit. I could've killed him at that moment if he hadn't looked so delicious. Nick slid his hand down my thigh and tickled the inside with his forefinger. That was a weak spot for me and he knew it. Nick had a tendency to fool around before sex. It was always up to me to get thing started. So, I grabbed his hand and jammed it between my legs. Normally that would have worked but not that time. Nick grinned even wider, moved his hand, and started going down on me. I never minded oral sex usually, but when he did it when I was hungry for fucking, it annoyed me. Nick didn't pay attention to me and kept on. I tried fighting it, but the power of Nick's tongue was too much for me. That shit felt good! So, I surrendered and allowed myself to enjoy it. Of course, almost as soon as I gave in...I came. Nick always gave me the best orgasms. He gave me enough time to catch my breath then he climbed on top of me. The minute that man stuck his nine inch penis inside of me, it was over! I never felt anything better than that. He began pumping in and out and I was growing sopping wet.
        "Mmmm, yeah!" I moaned. "Fuck me hard!"
        Nick fucked me harder and groaned in pleasure. "Oooooh yeah!" he cried.
        He was fucking the shit out of me when I decided that I wanted more. I wrapped my lefts tighter around his waist, rocked to the right, and flipped him over on his back. He had fallen out in the process, so I grabbed a hold of his dick and slid him inside of me. Once he was inside, I rode his ass like a wild bronco. Oh did it feel good! I began moving fast and hard; Nick was loving it!
        "Ooh yeah! Fuck me, baby!" he shouted.
        I fucked him so hard that I could feel it in the bottom of my stomach. My legs were becoming wet from my dripping fluids. I could feel my walls tightening around his dick, but before I scream with pleasure and cum, Nick pushed me off of him then made his command.
        "Turn around on your stomach," he said breathlessly.
        Now, this was a new thing. Nick and I were pretty traditional with our positions. I wasn't too sure what he had in mind.    As he requested, I rolled over on my stomach. Nick pulled me up to my knees and pushed my head down to my pillow. He spread my legs apart and slowly slid his finger down the top of my ass crack. The sensation was absolutely amazing. It was almost like having an instant orgasm. While he squeezed my ass cheeks, I heard him jacking off for a brief moment. Then without warning, he shoved his dick into my twat. At first it stung, but I quickly adjusted to it. It felt so tight, but I quickly adjusted to it. It felt so tight, but damn it felt so good. My orgasm was coming quickly, so I reached 
down and pressed my fingers on my clit. Almost immediately my orgasm came.
        "Oh, yes!" I cried. "Keep going, Nick! Oh, God, I'm cumming! Oh, oh, oh!" I screamed as a river of cum came pouring out of my twat.
        Nick pulled out and moved me over to my side, lifted up my leg, and began fucking me again. He was going for the gold! Nick pumped as hard as he could, and by the look on his face, I could tell that he would cum at any moment. To speed up the process, I began kissing him on his neck (a weak spot for Nick). He screamed so loudly that I swore someone had heard him. Quickly, I quieted him down by planting my lips onto his and held on for dear life. He grunted loudly and the next thing I knew, I felt a warm liquid pouring inside of me. Nick came. I let go of him and smiled. He laid next to me, catching his breath. I reached over and kissed him.
        "That was great," I said.
        Nick chuckled. "No shit."
        I laughed and snuggled close to him. "I wish you could stay the night."
        He kissed me on the top of my head. "Me too," he replied as he got out of bed. "But you don't want us to get in trouble," he added as he put on his clothes.
        I got up and walked him to the door. He leaned down and kissed me.
        "Good night, baby."
        "Good night," I said the shut the door.

Chapter 4

        Nick and I weren't always about sex, it just usually ended up like that. No matter what we did, whenever we were alone, we'd wind up having sex. It's kinda humorous when I think about it. Anyway, one night, I came to his room and found him sleeping like a baby in his bed. Nick always looked so cute when he was sleeping. I always loved watching him; he looked so peaceful. I walked over to the bed and kissed him lightly on his forehead. Nick scrunched up his nose then opened his eyes.
        "Hi," he said in a sleepy voice. "Have you been here long?"
        I shook my head. "No, I just got here."
        "Good," Nick said as he sat up. "I didn't mean to fall asleep. I felt so horrible when I got in that I had to lay down."
        "Aw, what's wrong? Are you sick?" I asked in concern.
        "No, not sick, just exhausted. I haven't gotten enough sleep lately."
        "Oops, sorry," I said with a giggle.
        Nick laughed. "No, you didn't do it. I just don't go to sleep at night. Not to mention the hectic schedule I have. It's crazy. I'm so tired that I'm achy."
        "Aw, my poor baby," I cooed. "Why don't I make you feel better," I said as I slid my hand down his stomach and underneath the blankets.
        I found my way to the hole in his boxers and wrapped my fingers around his dick. I moved my hand up and down and began kissing him on his favorite spot on his neck. After a few minutes, I noticed that he wasn't getting hard. I stopped and looked up at him.
        "You're really tired aren't you?"
        "I'm sorry," Nick said as he sat up and put his arms around my waist.
        "It's okay," I said softly. "I have another idea."
        "What's that?"
        I kissed him on his cheek and brushed a stray hair away from his forehead. "I'm going to draw you a nice, hot bath and we can lay in the tub together. How does that sound?"
        Nick smiled and kissed me. "Perfect."
        I drew the bath and got undressed. When I turned around, I found Nick standing in the doorway looking at me.
        "See something you like, Carter?"
        "Most definitely," Nick said with a grin. He walked into the bathroom. "I can't tell if the bathroom is steamy because of the water, or because of you."
        I laughed and pushed him lightly. "You are so full of it," I said as I pulled on the elastic of his boxers. "Take these off and join me in the tub."
        "Okay," he said as he took off his boxers and followed me to the tub.
        Sitting in the tub with Nick was very romantic in my eyes. We didn't say much to each other. Mainly, we enjoyed each other's embrace. Nick would plant soft kisses on my neck and whisper sweet things in my ear. It was relaxing to be in that tub with Nick. Just me, him, and the steams surrounding us. I was so comfortable at that moment; I never wanted to get out. If I could've stayed in that tub with him forever, I know I would have.
        Finally, the water got cold. So, we got out and dried off. We wrapped towels around each other and laid on the bed. I gave Nick a nice, long back and shoulder massage, and planted kisses after every stroke. When I finished, I laid next to him and looked into his eyes. Nick didn't say a word; he just smiled and ran his hand over my side. He didn't have to say anything. His face told it all. It was obvious that he cared deeply for me. I never imagined things going that far for me and Nick, but I'm glad it did. At this point, I wasn't sure what it was that I felt for him, but all I knew was that it was an amazing feeling...more than orgasm could give me.
        We began kissing softly, gradually becoming more aggressive. I couldn't control myself, his hard on was poking me through his towel. I whipped off his towel and he pulled off mine. My hands trailed down his chest as I moved on top of him. His dick looked so good that I just had to have it. I straddled myself over him and slid his dick inside of me. I moved slowly at first just to tease him. Gradually, I sped up my pace, the next thing I knew, I'm fucking his brains out. I didn't even care that I was causing the bed to bang up against the wall. All I cared about was making him have the best orgasm of his life.
        "Ooh yeah!" Nick moaned.
        I moved as fast as I could. "Oh yeah! Yes, Nicky!" I cried.
        Nick panted heavily. "Oh shit! Oh, God, fuck me!" he shouted as I moved harder.
        I could feel my vaginal walls close in on him. I closed my eyes and allowed my orgasm to come as his followed.
        "Oh, Marcy! Oh, yeah, like that," he panted. "Oh! Oh! Oh!" he shouted then sighed of relief as he came inside of me.
        I got off of him and lay beside him on the bed. Nick smiled and kissed me on the lips. We laid there in silence, holding each other close for over and hour. Conversation wasn't needed at that point. As we needed was each other.
An hour had passed and Nick finally looked over at the clock.
        "Baby, you better get going. It's getting late."
        I pouted a little. "I wish I could stay here with you."
        Nick kissed me on my forehead. "I know, baby."
        I kissed him back and then sat up to gather my clothes. "I'll see you in the morning," I said as I put my clothes on.
        "Okay," Nick replied as he grabbed my elbow. "Hey," he said.
        I turned around and looked at him. "What?"
        "Don't be so sad."
        I sighed and looked away. "I'm trying."
        Nick sat up and wrapped his arms around me. His body was so warm against mine. I would've given anything to stay with him that night. I was beginning to grow tired of fucking and the leaving. All I wanted was one night when I didn't have to leave after sex. One night was all I wanted, and I didn't want to wait for it.
        Nick held me tighter. "Just hang in there for a few more months. Once the tour is over, we'll be able to spend more time with each other, I promise," he said then kissed me neck. "Can I see a smile before you leave?" I turned around and smiled weakly. "That'll do," he joked.
        I laughed then kissed him. "Good night," I said then went back to my room.


Chapter 5

        Nearly five months into the tour, I began to be more bold. I wanted to live dangerously and be more obvious about my relationship with Nick. I would do things such as, kiss him in public, hold his hand, and call him cute names when people were around. Nick would always avoid me when I started getting frisky. He was always scared of getting caught by my father. At this point...I could've cared less. I wanted the excitement. I was a horny bitch on the war path and I was taking Nick as my prisoner. I didn't care about anything anymore. Not my father, the press, or even the fans. I only cared about my relationship with Nick.
        One day, I was feeling extremely rebellious, so I snuck on his bus before the show had ended, patiently waiting for his arrival. When Nick opened the door and saw me, I thought he was going to flip out.
        "What the fuck are you doing here?" he whispered as he shut the door. "Are you out of your mind? If your father catches you in here, he'll wig out for sure."
        I sat up on my knees and wrapped my arms around his waist. "Don't worry about my father. I can handle him," I said as I moved his hand down to my ass. "You just worry about us."
        "But--"
        "No buts, Nickolas. Stop worrying so much. I'm sitting in the bedroom of you bus, naked mind you, and you're worried about my father," I said with a grin. "That's fucked up."
        Nick chuckled then kissed me. "You're right, I'm sorry."
        "Good," I said as I sat back down. "Now, lets get to business."
        "Baby, I'm kinda tired," he said softly.
        I knew he was still paranoid about my father, so I decided to tease him a little.
        "Well, I guess I'll have to do it myself," I said seductively.
        I laid down on the bed and spread my legs apart. I watched him stare as I placed my hand over my twat and rub my finger on my clit. I purposely exaggerated my moans to turn him on. I knew Nick could never resist me that way. Once I placed my two fingers inside of me, it was over! Nick reached for the zipper of his pants and pulled it down. I watched him as he pulled his pants down, along with his boxers. He was fully hard already. Nick pulled off his shirt and climbed on the bed. He was going for my twat when I stopped him.
        "Uh, uh, uh," I said playfully. "I'm in charge this time. Lay down," I said with a smile.
        Nick grinned and obeyed my command. I leaned down and firmly gripped his dick. I let my tongue flicker over the head. Nick promptly moaned with pleasure. I never knew Nick enjoyed oral sex so much until I deep throated him. He moaned so loudly that I knew the bus driver heard him. I went back to licking the head, then I slid my hand up and down the rest of it. With my other hand, I caressed his balls with gentle strokes. Nick was loving it!
        "Mmm, yeah! Suck it, baby," he moaned.
        I quickened my pace and he continued to moan. His breathing became more rapid; I knew he would cum soon. Nick gripped onto the sides of the bed and moaned loudly. Within seconds, the taste of warm, salty cum filled my mouth. I licked up every last bit then sat up. He breathed in deeply then looked at me.
        "Damn, you're good," he said.
        I smiled then kissed him. "The fun's not over, Carter. I still have more planned."
        "Well, then. By all means, do continue."
        I laughed then climbed on top of him. We kissed for a long time, then I reached down and placed his dick inside of me. Normally, when I rode Nick, I was rather aggressive, but I was in the mood for sensual sex. Our moaned remained fairly quiet during my time of riding him, but once we decided to get more aggressive, we were much louder. Nick flipped me over so fast that I barely knew what had happened. Before I knew it, I was having an orgasm.
        "Oh shit!" I cried as I grabbed onto the pillow behind me. "Oh, yes, Nick! Keep going, I'm almost there! Oh! Oh! Ooooh!" I screamed as I came onto Nick.
        Nick kept going, trying to gain his orgasm, but nothing was working. Finally, I pushed him off of me and crawled up on his lap. I began fucking the shit out of him while talking dirty in his ear.
        "Yeah, baby, you know you wanna cum inside of me. Fill me with your hot juices, Nick. Come on, baby, cum for me."
Nick grunted loudly and grabbed tightly onto my ass.
        "Oh, yeah! Yes!" he shouted. "Fuck, I'm cumming! Oooh!" he cried then came inside of me.
        Nick and I collapsed onto the bed and caught out breaths.
        "Wow," Nick said with a grin. "I think my dick is dead."
        I laughed. "I should hope so. I fucked the shit out of you."
        Nick grabbed me by my waist and kissed me. I was extremely happy at that moment. Not because we just had sex, but because for the first time since we've been together, I didn't have to leave right after sex; nor did he. We were free of worries that night. Nick and I had sex three times that night, and for the first time...I got to fall asleep in his arms.

Chapter 6

        Nick was beginning to love the rebellious side of me. Every night we tried something new. We tried everything from new positions to new locations. Nick and I became pros at having quickies. We had at least one quickie a day. It was absolutely amazing. Of course, sometimes Nick's schedule wouldn't allow a quickie, so I'd have to give him something to tide him over.
        One night, before a show, Nick was itching for some sex. He was stressing out because he knew he wouldn't have enough time. It was up to me to calm down.
        "Nick, chill out. You're not going to die," I said.
        "Baby, you don't understand how horny I am right now. It's killing me," he said as he wiggled around.
        I bit my lip to control my laughter. "What do you want me to do about it?"
        Nick stuck his bottom lip out like a sad puppy. "Fix it."
        I smiled and kissed the sad look away from his face. "Come with me," I said as I grabbed his hand.
        Nick followed me as I led him to the bathroom of his dressing room. I shut the door behind me and made sure it was locked.
        "Pull down your pants," I said softly.
        Nick pulled down his pants, letting them fall down to his ankles. I stared at him standing there in his boxers and I couldn't help but to smile. He looked exactly like he did on the Rolling Stone magazine cover. I reached up and started kissing him as I reached down and pulled his hard dick from the hole in his boxers. I began kissing his neck, down his chest, and down his stomach as I ran my thumb over the tip of his dick. I made my way to his dick and began to suck on it very slowly. Nick tensed up; the suspense was killing him. Gradually, he started moaning very loudly.
        "Oh, yeah, baby. Suck it hard," he groaned.
        I obeyed his command and enveloped my mouth tighter around his dick and sucked him harder.
        "Mmm, yeah," he said. "I like it like that."
        Nick gently placed one hand on my head and the other onto the sink. I caressed his balls with my free hand and began deep throating him. Nick's response was pleasing.
        "Oh, yes! Keep going, baby. Oh, God, I feel it. I'm cumming! Oh! Oh! Oh!" he shouted as he came in my mouth.
        I licked the cum from off his dick and stood back up and kissed me. 
        "Thank you," he said.
        "Anytime," I replied with a smile. "You better get out there before someone comes looking for you."
        "All right," he said then grabbed my hand.
        We walked out of the dressing room together and headed toward the meeting area. Normally, Nick would've let go of my hand and walk ahead of me, but not that day. I guess he was feeling a little daring because not only did he continue to walk with me, he also leaned me against the wall and start kissing me. We almost got away with it, but we were caught my AJ.
        "I knew there was something going on between you two," he said while smiling.
        "Shit!" Nick cursed under his breath. "AJ, you can't tell anyone about this."
        "Man, you could get me into a whole lot of trouble with David. I know how he feels about you two."
        "AJ, I'm begging you to keep this a secret," Nick said as he stood closer to him. "I'll let you drive my Prowler."
        AJ laughed. "Yes! Your secret is safe with me."
        "Good," Nick said as he watched AJ walk away. "That was close," he said to me.
        "Yeah, it was. But you didn't have to bribe him with your car."
        "It's okay. I didn't mention that it was only down my driveway."
        I laughed. "You sneak," I said then kissed him. "Now, go before you into trouble."
        Nick kissed me. "I'll see you tonight," he said then left to join the others.