I readjust our hands and bring her hand to rest squarely on my crotch.
She whips her head in my direction and raises her eyebrows but doesn’t make a move to jerk her hand away. There’s a challenge in her green eyes, almost like she’s saying ‘is that the best you got’. I knew she would be an excellent distraction.
A few minutes later Noel’s bodyguard, Mike, pulls in to a local Mexican restaurant. Kitten pulls her hand away the moment Lanie leans up from the backseat to chat with her about going shopping later in the evening together.
I hop out of the vehicle and turn to help Kitten out. I grab her by the waist and hoist her against my body.
She giggles. “Put me down.”
I shake my head and lean in to whisper in her ear, “Get used to it, babe. You’re about to spend a whole lot more time in close proximity with me.”
“Shhhhhhh,” she says, “Let’s not announce that to everyone.”
I tilt my head and quirk my pierced eyebrow at her. “Why? You ashamed everyone will find out you want me to fuck you senseless?”
Her eyes widen. “Why do you say things like that?”
I give her my most wicked grin. “Because it makes all you ladies soak your panties.”
Kitten opens her mouth like she wants to say something else, but quickly shuts it when Noel starts complaining about us moving out of the way so he and Lanie can get out.
“Sorry, bro. You know women can never get enough of me.” The easygoing tone in my voice catches me off guard. It’s been a long time since I’ve been that friendly to Noel.
Kitten smacks my chest and shakes her head as I set her down.
She folds her slender arms across her chest and I can’t help but to notice how unbelievably cute she looks when she’s pissed. If she keeps this shit up, I’ll be taking her into the bathroom of this restaurant and locking the door so I can have my way with her.
For the next hour Kitten and I listen to Noel and Lanie reminisce about stories of their childhood. It’s funny how different Noel is around her. He’s like this whole other guy—a nice one. One I would be proud to call my friend if he hadn’t fucked me over in the past.
While Noel distracts Lanie with another margarita, I allow my fingers to roam over to Kitten’s lap and trace the bare skin on her inner thigh. Instead of pulling away like I figure she’ll do, she scoots closer. Her knees drift apart, like she’s welcoming my touch and encouraging me to do more.
I readjust in my seat as my cock twitches in my pants. Damn. This girl is like the perfect fucking chick for me. She’s unbelievably sexy, has a rack I would give my left nut to get in my mouth, and then there’s that whole naughty-good girl vibe.
I slide my hand up and allow my fingers to rub the center stitch of the crotch of her cut-off jean shorts.
I rest my elbow on the table and prop my chin up with my free hand. Kitten scoots even closer to me and leans in to pick up her drink before taking a long sip. Her cool demeanor surprises me. Most onlookers would probably never guess there’s anything out of the ordinary going on by the look on her face.
I steal a glance at our tablemates. Lanie looks like she’s feeling no pain while working on her eighth margarita and Noel is too googlie-eyed by her to notice much else.
The next thing I know, Kitten’s hand rests squarely on the crotch of my jeans. She doesn’t waste any time. She’s going straight for my junk.
She seems totally into a little naughtiness and doesn’t flinch when she seizes the moment to unzip my pants. My entire body stiffens and I quickly throw a couple napkins in my lap to hide things from view. Suddenly I’m thankful for the extra wide table. It’s bad enough Noel and Lanie are sitting at the same table as us, but thank God I’m not too close to them.
My heart races inside my chest. It’s been a while since I felt such a thrill with a woman. While I know getting off right now isn’t probably going to happen, I don’t mind the little bit of cock teasing she’s doing. It’s going to make me fuck her that much harder when I get the chance.
Kitten turns toward me and licks her lips before giving me a little wink. God, she’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. It’s taking every bit of my self-control not to throw her down on this bench seat and fuck her on the spot right here in front of everyone.
She bites her bottom lip as she pretends to listen to Lanie and Noel talk about themselves, but I know that little grin she’s hiding is for me.
She’s just as fucking excited by this as I am.
I take a deep breath to calm down as she snakes two fingers inside my pants and then finds the opening in my boxers. I suck in a quick breath the moment she touches the sensitive skin on my shaft. My cock jerks hard and she smiles as she takes another sip of her drink. I melt back into the booth and try to think about anything other than the fact she’s touching me right now. My fingers ache to touch her—to feel her warm, wet flesh.
My dick throbs and more than anything I want to take her someplace private so we can get down to business.
Her mouth drifts open as she manages to get her entire hand in and wrap it around my cock. It’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.
Kitten moves her hand up and down my length. This is too much. I can’t keep quiet while she jerks me off. Everyone in this restaurant would know the moment I came because sex with me is never quiet. I don’t have that much self-control.
I grab her wrist and hold her still and Kitten makes a very subtle noise of surprise.
Lanie’s gaze snaps in her friend’s direction and Kitten’s face flames nearly matching the color of her hair.
“These drinks are so good,” Kitten tries to play it off and I can’t hold back from laughing.
Lanie raises an eyebrow and then turns her attention back to Noel. Kitten instantly relaxes her tense shoulders and sighs.
I chuckle as I pull her hand from my pants. Her eyes land on me and I wink to let her know how much fun I thought that was. She twists her pink lips in response and then I feel her fingers on my thigh.
Fuck me. She’s relentless.
When I come for her for the first time, I want it to be when I’m buried deep inside her and I can grunt all the obscenities I want to because it feels so fucking good.
I grab her hand as her fingers trace the bulge in my jeans. She scrunches her brow and tilts her head.
“Later,” I say.
That explanation seems to pacify her as she shrugs and takes another sip of her drink.
A few minutes later, we make our way out of the restaurant. Noel practically drags a very intoxicated Lanie along and then helps her into the backseat of the SUV. Kitten and I pile into the middle seat, sitting so close together she’s practically on my lap.
She stares up at me with her sexy, green eyes under long lashes and I’m reminded of how sweet she is. How she’s not another groupie, but a career-minded lady. Someone that’s actually too good for me, but I’m damn thankful she gives me the time of day anyway. Her hands rest on my chest and her warmth sets my skin on fire as I think about her touch earlier.
I tangle my hand into her thick, red curls and try to forget our friends are getting a free peep show behind us. “You’re so fucking beautiful. I can’t wait to get you back to the hotel.”
She bites her lip and her gaze moves to my lips like she wants me to kiss her. I lean into her and bury my face in her hair.
“Tonight you’re mine. I’m going to fuck you in so many positions the Kama Sutra will be asking us for tips,” I growl into her ear.
I pull back in time to watch her wide eyes return to normal and those luscious lips of hers pull into a sexy smile. “That’s what I’m counting on.”
Dammit, can’t Mike drive this thing any fucking faster? This is one girl I can’t wait to test out.
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he bodyguard pulls the SUV into the back lot next to the Black Falcon bus. Lanie crawls out of the vehicle and then staggers away from the group. I watch as my friend zigs and zags her way inside the bus.
“She’s going to be sick. I’ve never seen her tipsy,” Noel says.
I laugh. “That’s because you missed her college years. Trust me, this is very mild.”
Noel frowns and instantly I feel bad. This man is crazy over her. Any sane human can see that by looking at him.
He rubs the back of his neck. “You think she’s all right?”
Noel’s concern is adorable.
I turn to Riff, taking Noel’s hint. “I better go check on her.”
He nods and then smacks my behind and I jump at the unexpected contact. “Hurry back.”
The two men behind me laugh as I walk through the parking lot.
I follow Lanie into the back bedroom of the bus as she fumbles through her clothes. Why is she changing? “Aren’t you going over to the hotel with the rest of the band?”
She shakes her head. “I can’t afford a room over there, and I’m tired. All I can think about is sleeping.”
Odd. I tilt my head and stare at her, trying to figure out why she’s fighting against Noel so hard. “Sleeping? After the way you were flirting with Noel tonight, you want to go to sleep?”
She shrugs like the little bit of P.D.A. tonight was no big deal. “Yes? What’s so wrong with that?”
I bite my lip to keep from telling her to wake up and see that Noel is still crazy in love with her. “You two have this whole connection thing vibing between you. Aren’t you the least big curious as to what it can turn into?”
“No. This is business, Aubrey. It can’t be anything more than that between us. You know that.”
I sigh. She likes to hold her grudges and stick to her guns. I’ve told her in the past that sometimes fighting against something so hard only delays the inevitable for a little while. This relationship between her and Noel is going to happen, even if she’s not ready to admit that to herself yet.
I wrap my arms around her to show she has my support no matter what because I know denying her feelings for Noel is killing her—I can see it in her face. But she won’t listen to anyone. She’ll only come around when she’s ready. This is a simple fact I know about my best friend. “I love you, Lanie, but sometimes you need to loosen up and say fuck the rules. A job isn’t everything. Live a little, you know.”
She laughs and tries to change the subject. “Like you are with Riff?”
My face heats up and I can tell it’s probably matching the red shade of my hair. “I can’t help it. I’ve always thought he was the cutest in the band. Gah! He’s a really good kisser, too.”
Lanie grins and then childishly plugs her ears. “I so don’t need to hear these details.”
I pull her hands down and laugh at her crazy drunk antics. “Trust me, by this time tomorrow I’ll have more details about Riff than how he kisses.”
She smacks my arm. “Go then, and slut around, if you must.”
I smile and then wink at her. “Oh, that’s a definite must.”
When I return to the parking lot, I find Noel and Riff talking in a hushed, seemingly heated discussion that quickly dissipates when I’m within earshot.
Noel looks down at me with his clear blue eyes. “She okay?”
I nod. “She’s fine. Just drunk and a little grumpy.”
Noel laughs. “Great. Catch you guys later.”
Once Noel heads in the direction of the bus, Riff grabs me around the waist and yanks me against his hard body. “What was that little stunt in the restaurant, huh?”
I give him my most wicked grin and try to portray confidence. “Just trying to get you excited.”
He bites his bottom lip and sucks in his lip ring. “All you have to do is look at me and I’m turned on like a fucking light switch.”
I run my hands up his sculpted chest and then allow my fingertips to linger on the exposed skin above the neckline of his t-shirt. I peer up at him and find his green eyes set on me. I lick my lips as nerves hit me a little. Back at the restaurant I’m not sure what possessed me to feel him up in public like that. The only thing that kept going through my mind is the need to stand out. I want this night together to be as memorable for him as it will be for me. I’m sure he’s done far worse with a woman and that wasn’t a big deal to him, but for me that was major. Being around him makes me do things I normally wouldn’t do.
I swallow and realize I’ve got him exactly where I want him—desperate to have me. It’s now or never. I’ve come this far. I can’t be nervous now. “How far away is the hotel?”
Riff growls as squeezes me against him. “Keep looking at me like that and we won’t be making it there before I have my way with you.”
My heart does a double skip in my chest and my knees grow weak. I’ve been with the bad boy type before, but Riff is like their king. He’s so straightforward and it’s unbelievably sexy.
“You guys need me to drive you over to the hotel?” Mike asks from behind me.
Riff tears his eyes away from my face long enough to shake his head and say, “No, man. We’re good. I’ve got my bike.”
“All right. Later,” Mike says before I hear his boots hitting the blacktop walking away from us.
I quirk an eyebrow. “A bike? You’re really the ultimate bad boy, aren’t you?”
He throws his head back and a deep laugh rumbles out of him. “Kitten, I’m the baddest, bad boy you’ll ever need. Come on.”
The roadies roll Riff’s motorcylce out of the back of one of the trailers that haul some of the band’s equipment around. He jumps on, allowing his strong thighs to hold it up while he hands me a helmet.
I take it and my eyes instantly search for another one. “Aren’t you going to wear one? Isn’t that a law or something?”
He shrugs. “I never do. I believe it’s called living dangerously. Besides, we’re in too many different states for me to keep track of each one’s laws.”
The engine roars to life after a couple seconds and I flinch. I’ve never been on a bike before, but I can’t let a little nerve stop me from fulfilling my last hurrah weekend.
I hop on behind him and grab his sides, allowing my legs to rest against his hips.
Riff shakes his head. “You have to hang on tighter, babe.”
He grabs both of my hands and wraps them around him. I open my mouth to ask why, but instantly snap it shut as he guns the motor and heads out onto the street. He roars through the city streets and the cars pass by at such a frightening speed I’m pretty sure my claws are raking his skin through his t-shirt. The only thing going through my brain is hoping we don’t wreck and die considering there’s absolutely nothing protecting us.