Annabella's Oblivion (Hard World Tour #1) (32 page)

“
Nate,” my hoarse whisper was met with a groan, as he hardened against my groin. His lips went down to my stomach as he licked inside my belly button. I couldn’t suppress a giggle, which was followed by a moan when he slightly bit on my flesh. His head moved lower as his hand slid my pajama shorts down, completely exposing me to him, as he settled between my legs. He put his mouth on me and the heat of his tongue ran over my clit. Then it was inside me, as though mimicking the act of lovemaking. I moaned and my body pushed up while my legs circled his head and my hands, at my sides, clenched the sheets.

“
Play with your nipples for me, baby,” came his command, and I was so far gone I didn’t care what it was. My hands were placed on my nipples while I cried out in pleasure. They were so sensitive that the slightest touch sent sensations to my core, creating an even bigger ache inside me, the good kind.

“
You are so wet, baby. For me?”

“
Yes.” It was more like a hiss and he chuckled. I felt the vibration on my clit and shifted a little to get better friction.

“
I love tasting you. There is nothing out there better than your taste.” He then moved up and hooked my legs over his shoulder and slammed inside me hard.

I would have probably screamed, which would have sucked for my sore throat, but Nate didn’t let me because his mouth was on mine in a second and my scream was muffled in our kiss. He made steady, rhythmic movements. He was so deep, and the fact that he’d prepared me with his mouth put me on the verge of an orgasm.

“
Please,” I whispered, and he moved my legs down to circle his waist. His hands grabbed mine and he entwined our fingers above my head. His mouth moved down to my nipples and bit, but he quickly replaced the sting by licking and sucking on them. That, combined with his hard thrust and the fact that I was experiencing the best sex of my life, made me climax hard. I cried out, but his hand covered my mouth and once again muffled me. My body was sated, but he still moved inside me. After a minute, he groaned above me, resting his head in the crook of my neck, and stilled. We were both breathing heavily; it was the only sound audible in the room.

“
I like how we wake up,” I teased. He relaxed, and after a second, I felt his body shake. I frowned, but then he leaned back and laughed.

“
I do too.” He gave me a slow, leisurely kiss and stood up. “Let me take off the condom and come back to you.”

I just shook my head. It was the third time we’d had sex, but I had no idea how I missed him putting on the condom again. I heard the flush of the toilet and then the sink, and finally he came out gloriously naked and joined me back in bed.

“
I need to take a shower. I’m all sweaty.” He nipped on my shoulder and I tried to get away from him playfully, but he wouldn’t let me.

“
I like your taste.”

“
Please, you like everything about me.”

“
That I do.” There was this expression in his eyes again, and for some reason, that always made me want to scream in frustration. It was like his eyes tried to tell me something, but I didn’t catch it. And I still felt the sense of familiarity about him, but then again, I had no freaking idea what that meant.

I’d never met anyone who looked like him.

I glanced at the clock, and discovered it was half-past eleven. My eyes rounded.

“
Get up, I’m missing my breakfast!” I attempted to get myself off the bed, but he grabbed me by my elbow and pulled me down.

“
I already told Marie we would be late.”

“
What about the rest?”

“
What about them?”

“
Jeremy and the girls, they probably want to discuss stuff.” Not that I was looking forward to meeting them, but I knew I had to. I didn’t necessarily have to talk to Sam; I felt like none of us were ready for that, but still. I loved how Nate took care of me, but we couldn’t stay in bed forever.

His eyes narrowed and I saw sparks of anger there.

“
You don’t owe them shit.” Oh no, did something happen after I lost it yesterday? I knew he could be very protective of me when he wanted to.

“
Did you do something?”

“
No.”

I gave him a hard stare and he exhaled a breath.

“
I just gave Sam a piece of my mind; that was all.” I raised my brow. That clearly wasn’t all; otherwise, he wouldn’t have a guilty expression on his face right now. “Okay. I threatened them that if they treated you that way again, I wouldn’t allow you to go on tour.” I blinked and then tried to process what he said.

He said what?

“
Excuse me?” My eyes narrowed and I jabbed my finger into his chest, and he grunted. It was probably painful, and may I just add that it pleased me? “What the hell does that mean, you wouldn’t let me?”

He caught my finger and squeezed it in his hand. Not painfully, but enough to stop me from poking him again.

“
Simple. I mean, baby, you do remember I’m still your sober coach, right?”

“
Yes.”

“
So you have to deal with the fact I make decisions for you.” I opened my mouth to protest, but he clapped his hand on my mouth and held my gaze. “It’s not about me showing some damned power over you. It’s about me not wanting to put you in an uncomfortable environment where it would have a negative impact on you. Do you understand where I’m coming from?”

Well, shit, if he put it like that . . . 

I could argue with him a lot, but the truth was, I did understand where he was coming from. I was still fragile from the whole experience and needed healthy surroundings, even in relationships with other people.

“
Okay.”

He leaned back and looked at the ceiling. “Thank God for that.” He grinned, and I kicked him in the shin, and he made a pained sound.

“
You have some violent sparks, babe.”

I gave him an evil smile. “You haven’t seen anything yet.”

I could still hear the sound of his laughter when I went to the shower with a smile and started to wash myself.

This day definitely had a good beginning.

Ryan

After our delightful morning, we finally had to go downstairs. We were both starving, and there was no point in putting off the inevitable.

As much as I wanted her to stay in the peaceful mood she was in, she had to face her demons like she did last night.

The kitchen was empty aside from Marie, as she greeted us with a smile and hugged Bella.

“
How are you today, honey?”

Bella smiled softly. “I’m okay.”

“
That’s a good start, right?” She nodded, and Marie gave her a gentle pat on the cheek. “The food is here. Your guests have already had their breakfast and drank their coffee.”

“
Well, she served coffee again.” Bella sounded smug and excited. I just rolled my eyes. Leave it to her to find a mug of coffee as some kind of candy.

Whatever made her happy.

Once we finished our breakfast, we made our way to the living room. I was about to go looking for Jeremy because Bella was getting restless, clearly wanting to put this whole meeting behind her, when the doorbell rang. I sat on the sofa with her on my lap, holding her in my arms.

She told me early on that she wouldn’t hide our relationship, “or whatever it was,” as she said, and that was damned fine by me.

“
Who is it?” she asked, but I just shrugged. I wasn’t expecting anyone, and in a minute, Drake entered the room, wearing jeans and a black shirt.

“
I didn’t know we had a session today,” Bella mumbled, and I just raised my brow at my brother.

What the fuck was he doing here?

“
We don’t, but I thought I’d pay you a visit anyway. I heard your band came over yesterday.”

“
Someone told you, huh?” she asked with a sigh, and Drake smiled at her softly. I didn’t like that. What the hell did he need to give such smiles to my girl for?

Get a grip, man, you’re acting crazy. He is her psychologist, for fuck’s sake.

“
A little bird.” After a minute, she nodded and was about to say something when Jeremy came in. He ran his hand through his hair, looked at us, and stilled. I felt Bella tense in my arms, and she slightly moved so I had no other choice but to let her go so she could stand and straighten up her clothes. She took a deep breath, tried to smile, and made a hesitant move toward him, but stopped when she saw his wary expression.

“
Hey,” she said quietly, and after a second, with a muttered curse, Jer came to her and hugged her fiercely. And because I knew there was nothing between them, I didn’t get jealous.

Not that I appreciated him touching her, but I would let it slide—this one time.

“
It’s good to have you back, girl.” He leaned back, letting his gaze roam over her, and smiled gently.

“
Nothing is the same without you.”

“
Yeah, that’s hard to believe,” she admitted, and then removed the lock of hair from her face to behind her ear. “Where are the girls?” That must have been hard to ask.

“
They’re out shopping. They should be back any minute.” The way he said it, and I knew my friend well, it was obvious the timing wasn’t coincidental.

And who the hell shopped in Moonlight Rose?

“
Oh, okay.” She cleared her throat and let go of his arms, putting her hands around herself, trying to act breezy when she was probably anything but. “So, we have a tour coming up, huh?” Jeremy gave her a look but then shook his head and sat down on the nearest chair to him.

“
Yes, the one that we talked about before—” He cleared his throat. “Before our last charity concert in New York.” She nodded her head, but I noticed she entwined her hands and tugged on them hard, the only evidence of the tension inside her.

“
I remember.”

“
Good.” He had some papers in his hands. “Do you want to go over the schedule and we can discuss it?”

“
Yeah, sure.” She sat down on the couch and looked at me and Drake. “I’m sorry, guys, this is probably boring for you. Maybe you would want to leave us here until we’re done?”

Like hell I was leaving her alone with Jeremy, or anyone for that matter, after last night.

“
I’m good.” I joined her on the couch and didn’t bother to sit far from her. I didn’t hug her or take her hand, but I was close enough for her to know I would always be there.

“
Me too. I need to know what pressure will be put on you.” I had no idea when Drake had time to do it, but he was holding a glass of juice in his hand.

We heard the front door open and looked toward its direction to see the three girls entering, carrying several shopping bags each. They froze once they spotted us and it gave me the opportunity to look at them closely for the first time.

All this time, and actually forever, I didn’t see anyone but my girl. She was the most beautiful one of them all. Sam was wearing a tank top and a pair of shorts that displayed her long, tanned legs, and it didn’t escape my notice how Jeremy looked at them. And then fuck me, but I noticed how the Jane girl, who was wearing ripped jeans with a black top and sneakers—that emphasized how thin she was and that was about it—had a slight twitch of pain in her eyes, when she saw how her manager was looking at her friend.

Shit, was there some kind of love triangle going on here?

The redhead, who I assumed was Ariel, wore a tight red spring dress and her hair was pinned up. I knew she was considered the gorgeous one by the press.

For me, the most gorgeous one was sitting next to me right now.

Suddenly, Jane snapped her eyes to Drake, who froze with his glass halfway to his mouth. The tension could be felt in the air.

“
What are you doing here?” she screamed. All traces of staying calm had clearly left her. Before he could say anything, Bella spoke up.

“
He’s my psychologist. I need him on the tour.” Jane moved her gaze to Bella and it softened, her facial expression completely changed, and she smiled.

“
Hey, babe. Nice to have you back.” She came closer and leaned down to give my girl a hug, but Bella was too stunned to return it. Finally she wrapped her hands tightly around her friend and held her for several seconds. Jane straightened up and narrowed her eyes on Drake once again.

“
I don’t want you here.”

“
Too bad, beautiful, because I’m staying,” he said tenderly, almost softly.

Beautiful?

“
You two know each other?” Jeremy finally asked. For some reason, he didn’t look pleased with this shit either.