A voice brought her out of her thoughts. "Miss, I'm sorry, but it's time to leave." She looked up and saw a huge man, probably a bodyguard, she figured.
"Wait!" she yelled at the retreating figure. "I have this!" She reached underneath her shirt and pulled out her backstage pass.
"Ok, c'mon. The meet and greet is over in about 15 minutes, so you have to hurry." She grabbed her bag and followed the man to a door and through seemingly endless miles of hallways. He stopped in front of a door and opened it, letting her in. "There you go miss." She smiled at him appreciatively and walked through the door.
Her eyes quickly scanned the room. She wanted to vomit from all the 14 year old girls wearing nothing more than strips of cloth. Good lord, she thought. Do these girls actually think they're gonna get some? She chuckled to herself and searched for the boys. She first spotted Howie leaning against the wall, signing something while chatting with a fan. Ick, Wendi said to herself. Quickly shaking the vision of Howie out of her head, she saw Brian and Kevin dealing with some fans who were thrusting various items at them, begging for autographs. Yummy, she thought. Very yummy. Next she saw AJ descreetly flirting with what seemed to be an older fan. Wendi laughed to herself. Yeah, AJ's gonna hit it tonight. Then she saw HIM, the man who filled her every thought. Nick Carter was surrounded by girls professing their undying love for him. He was definitely the most favored of the group. She figured she would wait til last to talk to him. Gotta save the best for last, she inwardly smiled to herself.
She quickly got the autographs of the other four members of the band, politely chatting with them and giving praising comments about the show. "Meet and greet is over in five minutes," Wendi heard a voice call out. Quickly she wrapped up her conversation with Kevin, stating she still needed to get Nick's autograph. He gave her a polite hug, and went to go find Brian.
She took a deep breath. Well, it's now or never, she thought to herself. She walked over to Nick as the last girl was hugging him fiercely, not wanting to let go. He gave her a sweet kiss on the cheek, and that sent her screaming over to her friends, nearly in tears. Nick looked over to see Wendi walking towards him. His eyes nearly bugged out of his head. He first noticed her brown curly hair cascading halfway down her back like a waterfall. Her beautiful green eyes conveyed a sweet soul to him. As she walked closer to him, he saw something else in her eyes, a certain something he couldn't decypher. She simply walked up to him and held out her Millennium cd. "Hi." She smiled sweetly at him. "Would you sign this please?"
Nick took the cd from her and opened it up. "Sure. What's your name?"
"Wendi, with an i," she told him as he took out the liner notes and flipped to his picture in the booklet. He scribbled out something on the page, then placed it back in the jewel case and handed it back to Wendi.
"There you go Wendi." He led her over to one of the couches. "Would you like to sit for a few? My feet are absolutely killing me."
"Sure." She sat down, inwardly screaming at how close to her he was sitting on the couch.
"Where are you from Wendi?" he asked, turning to her, wearing that ever famous Carter smile.
She melted, but quickly regained her composure. "I live in Punta Gorda. It's about...." she tried to explain to him where it was until he cut her off.
"Oh, I know where that's at. I've been through there a few times." They continued chatting for a few minutes before a suit came in, telling them it was time to go, then exited the room.
Wendi gasped when she looked at her watch. "Oh my God, it's after 1am. I can't believe I kept you this long. I am so sorry." She bolted up off the couch and headed for the door.
"Wendi, wait, it's ok. I'm not mad or anything. It was nice to get to talk to a normal acting person for a minute. A guy can only take so many screams and tears before it starts to get old."
"I guess it can. I had fun talking to you. It's nice to finally know the man behind the voice, so to speak," she said, beginning to go into flirt mode.
Nick, sensing the flirting, threw it right back at her. "Well, it's nice for someone to finally know the man behind the voice. Not too many people make the effort to try to know me, but I'm glad you did. I couldn't think of a better person for the job." Wendi blushed. She quickly put her head down, not wanting Nick to see the flush of red coming over her face. He put one finger under her chin to lift her head up. "You're beautiful when you get embarrassed," he commented, causing her to flush bright red even more. He grabbed her hand, pulling her to the door. "C'mon, let's catch up with the guys, and see what they're up to."
They exited the room, and glanced up and down the empty hallways. Nick called out their names. His only answer was his own voice echoing through the long hallways. "Well, fuck!" Nick said. "Everyone left already."
"Oh. Nick I'm so sorry. I had no idea we would be talking for so long. Now what are we going to do?" Wendi asked, silently hoping he didn't know.
"I have no clue," he replied. A thought suddenly ran through his head, and he smiled. "I've already seen what you see. How about you come see what I see?" Wendi gave him a confused look. "Trust me. Just c'mon." He led her though the halls. Once he knew he had her lost, he came to a door. "Close your eyes."
"What?!"
"Just trust me. Close your eyes." She obeyed, and he lead her through the door. They walked a little ways and then stopped. He stood behind her, his hands gently resting on her hips. He leaned to her ear, softly whispering. "Open your eyes."
She opened her eyes, and stood in shock. She was on the stage, looking out to where the audience had previously been, and she herself had only been 3 hours ago. "Oh wow! This is awesome!" She took off running to various parts of the stage. Nick leaned back against a riser on the stage and laughed. Quickly his thoughts took over. She is so amazing. She treats me like a normal person, and she so God damn beautiful. Her infectious laugh brought him out of his thoughts, and just in time. His jeans were beginning to get a bit restrictive. He followed her laugh and found her on the other side of the stage, playing on the pole ladder thingies. He just laughed at her. "Oh hey Nick. If I were you, I'd do the entire show from these ladders! These things are so much fun!"
"Yeah, they are fun," he replied, his voice lightly tainted with lust. He had a dilema. Should he or shouldn't he. His conscience argued with him for a few seconds. To hell with it, you only live once. He began walking towards her. "You certainly seem to be having fun on them. You mind if I join you?"
Wendi immediately picked up on his innuendo, and sensing he was wanting to play games, she gladly obliged. "Well, Mr. Carter," she began, climbing down the ladder and walking to him, "I'm not so sure if it's safe for both of us to play on it. It doesn't look too sturdy, but c'mere, and I'll show you how fun they can be."
He reached out, snaked his hand around her neck and pulled her to him. "Show me."
His lips came crashing down on hers, initiating a searing kiss. She wrapped her arms around him, caressing his lower back. He began nipping at her bottom lip before thrusting his tongue into her mouth. Equaling his aggressiveness, she snaked her tongue into his mouth, running it along his top row of teeth, then breaking the kiss. She backed him up against the ladder, and crouched down to where she was even with his waist. Taking his shirt along with them, she ran her hands up his sides, kissing his stomach and chest all along the way. He raised his arms up over his head, allowing her to take off his shirt. She continued to kiss all along his chest, pausing briefly to tug and suck on his nipples, causing a slight moan to come from Nick. She suddenly remembered something, which caused her to look up, noticing Nick's hands wrapped around the steps of the ladder about his head. Wendi stood up, and looked Nick dead in the eyes. "Close your eyes, and don't move."
Nick patiently waited, eyes closed, as he heard her walk a short distance, unzip something, he assumed her bag, and begin walking back to him. From her steps, he concluded that she was behind him, on the other side of the ladder. "You see Nick, you should be grateful that you found a girl who likes to be prepared." He just stood there confused, as he felt her begin to climb the ladder. He felt her grab a wrist and put something around it. She did the same to the other wrist. He had his suspicions, and when he tried to bring his arms back down, and failed, he then knew his suspicions were correct. He was not afraid though, far from it. This kind of domination and aggressiveness turned him on to no end.
Wendi climbed down the ladder, and returned to Nick. His smile said it all. "Oh, Carter, you like the cuffs?" He was about to answer when she silenced him with a kiss. Her lips moved from his to his ear, just barely tracing the outer edge of it. She could feel the effects of her tongue on her stomach, and grinned widely. "I guess that answers my question," she said, whispering in his ear, her breath pushing his mind into a bottomless pit of erotic abyss.
He tried to touch her, but soon remembered that he was restrained. He threw his head back in frustration, as Wendi began trailing kisses down his chest. "Please Wendi, please uncuff me," he begged, squirming under her lips.
"Nope," she said, drawing circles around his belly button with her tongue. Her eyes glanced downward, his arousal apparent, as the otherwise baggy jeans were stretched to the limit. She snaked her tongue back up to his ear, while rubbing the bulge in his jeans. "What do you want Nicky? Tell Wendi what you want."
He groaned at the feeling of her rubbing on him ever so softly. So she wants to talk dirty, he thought to himself. They stood, faces inches apart, eyes locked. "Unzip my jeans." She complied, lowering the zipper at an agonizing slow rate. "Take them off."
She crouched down, removed his socks and shoes and jeans, leaving him in nothing more than boxers. She stood back up, placing a soft but sensual kiss on his lips. Again, their faces were inches apart. "What now?" she whispered to him, while stroking him through the silk of his boxers.
She was driving him crazy. All he could mutter was the word boxers. She crouched down again and removed the boxers. Looking up, she was impressed at the size of him. Just imagining that inside of her got her soaking wet. She looked up at Nick. Passion, lust and desire registered in both their eyes. He mouthed the words "suck me." Between the look on his face and her own arousal at what was to come, nearly brought her to an orgasm alone. Wendi obliged, gently licking the head of his dick. "Please Wendi, don't tease," he softly said, trying to hold in his own frustrations. He wanted nothing more than to wrap his hands in her hair and guide her to what he wanted, and as a result of that, his wrists were becoming sore from the friction of the handcuffs. She softly blew on the head, causeing him to moan loudly. She liked teasing. It made the ending orgasm that much better. She began to lick him slowly, like she would an ice cream cone. His moans were becoming increasingly louder, turning her on to no end. She needed her own release as bad as he needed his. Without warning, she took him deep into her mouth, his head hitting the back of her throat. Wrapping her lips around his dick, she slowly pulled her head away, only to deep throat him once more.
She picked up her pace, knowing his orgasm was near. "Oh fuck Wendi, you're almost there." His breathing became erratic, and he was thrusting his dick into her mouth, letting her know his need to come. "Oh shit....fuck....OH.....MY........GOD!!!!!" He came explosively, shooting his cum down her throat. Wendi swallowed it all eagerly, not wanting to miss a drop. She stood up and kissed him fiercely. "Jesus woman." He wanted to say something else, but he just couldn't find the words.
She grabbed the key the cuffs and undid them. The cuffs fell to the floor in a loud clank as his hands furiously grabbed her face for an Earth shattering kiss, leaving her breathless. "I need you Nicky. I need you inside me now!" He swiftly removed her shirt. Kissing down her chest, down her stomach, he stopped at the waistband of her jeans. He pulled them down and took them off, along with her shoes and socks. Placing a small kiss on her center through her panties, he pulled those down also. He began dropping tiny kisses all along her hips, thighs and abdomen.
Wendi leaned her head back, enjoying the feeling of his mouth all over her. She reached down and ran her fingers through his hair. Nick noticed a reflection of something on the side of Wendi's leg. He looked down to see the hair of handcuffs. Stealthily, he kissed down her leg so he could reach the cuffs. As quietly as possible, he grabbed them, and began to kiss back up her leg. As soon as his head was within reach, her hands returned to his hair. Quickly, he snapped the cuff on her wrist. Something cold on her back brought her back from the ecstacy she felt from his kisses. She was up against the ladder, and Nick was handcuffing her other wrist around the ladder. "Turnabout's fair play, wouldn't you say?" She just stared at him, unsure of what to think. Leaning down to her ear, he whispered. "Now I've got you where I want you." He licked all around the outside of her ear. "You're mine."
Wendi nearly lost it when she heard him say that. The lust was dripping from every word, portrayed in his every move, reflecting in his eyes. She had absolutely no idea what to expect. Here she was, naked as the day she was born, handcuffed to the ladder, dripping wet from anticipation of what Nick was planning for her.
Nick climbed up to the first step. He planted kisses down both of her arms, then retreating back to the floor. He placed soft, butterfly kisses all over her face, her eyelids, forehead, nose, cheeks, then lips. "You.....are......so.....incredibly............sexy," he said, between kisses.
Wendi liked the soft gestures, but she was too far gone for that. She hooked a leg around Nick's waist, pulling him closer to her body. She began grinding her hips against him. "Nick, just fuck me, now!"
Nick laughed slightly and wagged his finger at her. "Uh uh, patience darling." He moved his mouth up to her ear. "Erotic things COME to those who wait," he whispered, teasing her immensely. Wendi groaned, already feeling the wetness begin to drip out of her.
Nick trailed his tongue around her ear, down her jawbone, through the crook in her neck, stopping on her breasts. Lazily, he swirled his tongue around her nipple, bringing it to a peak, before gently biting it, causing a slight moan to escape from her parted mouth. He lavished the same attention to the other nipple, before beginning his trek once more. He slid his tongue down the center of her stomach, swirling around her naval, then gently blowing on the moist skin, causing Wendi to shiver with anticipation.
He continued south, until he got to her center. Teasingly, he ran a finger through her slit, relishing at how wet she was. "Oh my God Wendi. You are so wet. Can I taste you?" he asked, slowing swirling his finger around her swollen clit.
"Please Nick, yes, please!" Wendi replied, breathlessly. Nick grinned up at her seductively, and slung one of her legs over his shoulder. Excruciatingly slow, he ran his tongue up her slit. Wendi moaned quietly in satisfaction. Taking his fingers, Nick parted her lips and went to work on her clit. He started swirling, licking, sucking and biting, until Wendi was thrashing about above him. Quickly he slipped a finger into her hole, feeling the wetness surround him. He groaned against her, imagining how it would feel to have his dick in her at the moment. Moments later, he slipped more fingers inside her, causing her moans to fill the vacant arena. Sensing she was near, he withdrew his fingers, eliciting a disapproving moan from Wendi, only to have her shriek in pleasure as he thrust his tongue into her opening, and began rubbing his thumb against her clit. Faster and faster, he simultaneously moved his tongue and thumb, sending her over the edge, his name echoing throughout the arena. He greedily lapped up her juices that were flowing freely from her, and gently set her foot back down on the stage.
Nick stood up and looked at Wendi, eyes closed, breathing slowing returning to an acceptable rate. She opened her eyes, and saw Nick's bright blue eyes gazing back at her, virtually bursting with passion. "Jesus Nick. If I knew your tongue was that impressive, I would have came to one of your shows years ago!"
He laughed with her. He leaned into her, giving her a sensual, erotic kiss. Wendi felt something poking her in her belly. "See what you do to me woman? What are we gonna do about it?"
She looked intently into his eyes. Both of them sharing a gaze that even a tornado couldn't break. They stood there for at least five minutes, just staring at each other, the sexual tension mounting with each passing second. Wendi couldn't take it any longer. In a voice she barely heard herself, she said, "Fuck me Nick."
Nick grabbed her face in his hands, initiating a burning kiss. He quickly wrapped her legs around his waist, thrusting into her. He broke the kiss to kiss along her neck and collarbone. He was pumping into her like a madman. It was making Wendi's head spin. She had never felt anything like this in her life. He could feel her walls clenching on him, so he slowed down to a snail's pace, thus receiving a frustrated groan from Wendi. "Jesus Nick, please, just fuck me!" He broke away from her, reaching into her pockets and getting the key to the handcuffs. Just as quickly as he left, he entered her again, taking her by surprise. He began his maddening pace again. He wanted to feel her hands on him, clawing at him when she came. He quickly unlocked the cuffs and immediately her arms wrapped around his shoulders digging her nails into him as he continued to pump in and out of her. He still had her against the ladder. The feeling of her velvety walls around his dick and her nails across his shoulders caused his orgasm to quickly approach. "Shit Wendi, I'm almost there. You ready?" he asked breathlessly, still thrusting in and out of her.
"C'mon Nick, make me cum," Wendi screamed out, as she felt her body start spasming. They exploded at the same time, screaming each other's name in the empty arena. They slumped against each other, trying to regain control of their bodies.
Nick kissed her sweetly on the lips. "Damn babygirl!" He seemed to be at a loss for words
"I hear ya, Nick." She kissed him sweetly on the cheek, then went to retrieve her clothing. They both got dressed in silence and decided to call a cab to get home. While in the cab, Nick gave her his cell number, and she gave him her number, with promises to call in the future. He kissed her gently as they pulled up to her apartment building. He waved bye and went to his hotel, suddenly sleepy.
*The Next Day*
They boys arrived at the arena for sound check. Nick walked on the stage and flushed at the memory of what went on last night. "Hey guys, come check this out!" AJ's voice rang out. Everyone ran over to where he was, and glanced down at the shiny object lying by one of the ladders.
"I wonder where those came from?" Kevin pondered. Nick just blushed and grinned.
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