Page 29 of Bad Habits
She linked her hands with mine, staring into my eyes as she used my arms for leverage to ride me… hard. Damn. She picked up the tempo and I lost my breath, my words, and probably a few brain cells.
“Cece…” Her name was a broken groan as I struggled to focus on anything except the finish line. I didn’t want this to end. I wanted this feeling, with this girl, to last forever.
“Sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.” Her whisper was hoarse, her moan soft, and I knew she was close again. “Watching you surrender.”
I forced my eyes open. Damn. Her cheeks were flushed from multiple orgasms. Her hair a tangled mess from my hands. Her green eyes were hooded with arousal and her perfect tits were scraped up by my stubble. I wanted to burn this image into my memory forever.
“Use me.” It was obvious she was teetering on the edge and I wanted to watch her freefall. “Take what you need from me, baby. Let me watch you.”
Her breath stuttered as she rocked back and forth, crying out as her grip on my hands tightened.
I knew I could help her along, but I just wanted to watch her do her thing. Use my body like it was her own, because it was. This woman owned me now. “That’s it, angel. So damn sexy.”
She threw her head back as her body convulsed once more and that was all it took to finish me off. I groaned, releasing her hands so I could grasp her hips. I’d never hated condoms more than I did in that moment. I wanted to flood her, not a cheap piece of latex, but that would mean a level of commitment we hadn’t established yet. We’d get there, I had no doubt. But today wasn’t the day.
We were both quiet as I held her, stroking her hair while we came down from the highest high I’d ever experienced. I’m not proud to admit I’d experimented with drugs, but those nights, those highs, didn’t compare to this. This was surreal.
“Wow.” She tried to laugh as she patted my chest. “That was… crazy.”
I kissed her cheek as she rolled off, pulling the sheet up.
“Crazy good?”
She gave me a cheeky grin, sticking her tongue out. “You know it was.”
“Careful now,” I said, smacking her sexy ass. “I can think of a few ways to put that tongue to use.”
She laughed. “Shut up! I need a shower before rehearsal.”
Huh. I was hoping she’d ask me to join her, but I understood why she might need a few minutes to herself. We’d just crossed every line and broken down every barrier. We were in new territory now, and as excited as I was about it, I was pretty sure the terrain might be rocky.
Chapter 10
Cece
The show was unbelievable that night. Knox was on fire and the crowd was eating it up. Auden was good too, but it was hard to look at him the same way… since Knox was invading every part of my brain.
I was still having a hard time wrapping my mind around what happened between us in his bus, but I couldn’t feel bad about it. It felt too good to feel bad. I tried reminding myself that Knox was a man-whore, so I shouldn’t expect too much from him, but every time our eyes met on stage it seemed like he was trying to send me a message.
Dade had a concert in town in a couple of nights, so he rolled in early to catch our show. Knox and I invited him for drinks, so I was waiting in a corner booth of a dimly-lit bar for the men of the hour. I could have hung back and waited for Knox after the show, but walking into a public place with Knox could get a little crazy and I’d had enough crazy for one day.
Dade was the first to arrive and people reacted to him the same way they would to Knox: lots of pointing, whispering, and the flash of cell phone cameras as he made his way to our booth.
Dade was ridiculously handsome, like Knox, but he had a chip on his shoulder that my man— uh, that Knox had lost a long time ago. I suspected it was because of his failed relationships and the grief the press and music buying public gave him about it.
“Hey gorgeous,” he said, bending to kiss me on the cheek “Where’s Knox?”
“He should be here in a bit.”
We shared a smile and he grasped my hand. I’d made a lot of friends in this business, but I could honestly say Dade was one of my favorite people. It was hard to believe he hadn’t settled down with the love of his life by now, since he’d tried so hard to find her.
“Damn, it’s good to see you,” he said, kissing my hand. “You guys were great tonight.” He flashed me a bright white smile and winked. “Tough act to follow.”
I grinned, knowing no shoes were too big for Dade to fill. He was one of the best in our business and everyone was in awe of his talent, not only as a singer, but also as a songwriter and guitarist.
“Please, like you have anything to worry about.”
The pretty young waitress approached to take our order, and it was obvious she was a little starstruck when she realized Dade Jarvis was seated in her section. He winked after ordering a scotch for himself and a gin and tonic for me. No wonder the guy had trouble staying single. He flirted with every girl he met.
