Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 100441 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 502(@200wpm)___ 402(@250wpm)___ 335(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100441 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 502(@200wpm)___ 402(@250wpm)___ 335(@300wpm)
I go weak in the knees. “I don’t play fair?”
“No,” he croaks. “You sang our song. In public.”
“I’m never going to hear or sing that song again without getting a hard-on.”
Ryder moves in closer. “Why do you think I had to leave halfway through it?”
“So, you liked the set?”
“I fucking loved the set.” His breath is on my skin, so close to my lips. “Are there any cameras in here?”
“Nope.”
“Thank fuck.” His mouth comes crashing down on mine, strong and full of that spark only he seems to draw out of me.
With the door locked, no kid—wait …
I pull back. “Where’s Kaylee?”
“I asked Maggie to take her overnight again.”
“Aww, look at you being mature about that whole situation.”
Ryder’s hand lands on my hip. “It has nothing to do with being mature and everything to do with being unable to keep doing what we’ve been doing for days.”
“What’s that?”
“Teasing each other.”
I act coy. “Teasing? I don’t think I’ve been doing any teasing.”
“All you have to do is breathe near me and it’s teasing.”
“And you came here to …?”
“To fuck you.”
“There it is.” I laugh. “And here I thought it was because you wanted to see me onstage.”
Ryder reaches for my belt. “Mm, that too.”
“But mainly the fucking thing?”
“Yup.”
My hand goes to his wrist to make him pause for a second.
Ryder’s blue eyes pierce me deep. “Unless you don’t want to.”
“Oh, I want to. I’m ready to turn around and drop trou any second. But I need to make sure you’re okay to do this here. You think you can be quiet enough with everyone out there?” I tip my head backward.
“Door’s locked. No cameras. I can be quiet if you can.”
“Screw it. I can scream into my shirt if I have to.” I shuck my shirt off but make sure to hold on to it.
“I like your enthusiasm.” Ryder’s hand trails around my chest, and he licks his lips. “How have I never seen you without a shirt before?”
“You prefer it when I wear T-shirts with your face on them.”
“True. But I think I could like this more.”
I shudder as his hands explore me. From my collarbone down to my pecs.
“Turn around,” Ryder whispers against my skin.
Instead, I pull him closer. “I want something first.”
I don’t give him the chance to ask what. I just take it.
His mouth is what I want. His lips on mine. My tongue against his.
Ryder pushes against me so we’re pressed against the door, and when he grinds his hard cock along mine, I moan.
“Shh.” Ryder laughs.
“Okay, looks like I need this sooner than I thought.” I shove my shirt in my mouth and immediately regret it. I screw up my face.
“Sweaty?” Ryder asks.
I make spitting noises. “Yup.”
He takes off his jacket, and then his shirt follows. “Here, use mine. I haven’t been under stage lights for two hours.”
Aw, fuck, it smells like him.
My dick throbs.
“Ready to turn around for me now?”
“I have a better idea.” Instead of fucking against the door, I bend over the counter that runs along the wall and brace my hands in front of the mirror lined with Hollywood lights, my ass high in the air.
“Lie flat,” Ryder croaks.
I do as he says with no question, pressing my chest against the cool surface and putting his shirt in my mouth.
I should feel vulnerable in this position, but I don’t.
I can’t get my pants off fast enough. My fingers finish what Ryder started, and I get my belt and button undone.
“You look so hot right now.” Ryder’s hands travel down my back.
I can’t reply, but I can grunt. I rest my head on my hands on the counter beneath me.
Ryder drags my jeans down my legs with my underwear. The cool air hits my bare skin, and I shiver, but then Ryder’s there, covering my body with his.
His breath is hot in my ear. “I’m scared this is going to be over super quick.”
I release his shirt and turn my head to the side. “It kinda needs to be. I don’t think they’ll buy that we’ve been talking about the record deal you’re offering me if we take too long.”
I feel him smile against my skin.
“That’s what you told them I was doing here?” Ryder’s finger slips into my crack and teases my hole.
“Uh-huh.” I grunt again.
“You know I could make that happen for you.”
“Not the time, dude,” I growl.
“You’re probably right about that.”
Ryder’s presence disappears from my back, but when I look at him over my shoulder, I realize it’s to pull out supplies.
“Came prepared, huh?” I ask.
“To be fair, I wasn’t planning to do this here, but yeah, I was hoping this would happen tonight. Somewhere. Anywhere.”
“Here’s good. Just hurry up. I need you touching me again. I need you … I need you inside me.”
A second later, a slippery finger is back to teasing me, pushing inside me and expertly working me open.