Page 138 of Just Wait

She snorts, shaking her head and bringing her hands to cover her face.

I lean back, prying her palms away.

“There was premature ejaculation, wasn’t there?” I cackle. “I knew he was freaking out because he gave a less-than-stellar performance.”

“Oh my god, stop.” She laughs. “It was very good.”

“It was very good.” I mimic her voice, dropping her hands to tickle her sides. “You don’t have to lie to me, baby doll.”

She jolts, wiggling around my lap. “You’re evil.”

“Not gonna stop until you spill all the messy details.”

“It was great.”

I tickle her even harder. “Why are you covering for him? I won’t haze him too hard.”

“He knocked the bottom out. Okay?” She snorts. “Like fucked me so deep I started my period.”

“Really?” I freeze, my head tilting. “Huh. I’m impressed.”

“I told you.” She shrugs. “It was crazy hot. He’s always so controlled and measured. Seeing him snap was intense but sexy.”

“Just remember, enthusiasm can be hot too.”

She laughs, and her hand lands on my jaw, guiding me to dip my head.

“Enthusiasm is so sexy.” Lumen stretches up, meeting me in the middle. “You’re perfect just the way you are. Don’t compare yourself to anyone else. I won’t be when you’re inside me.” She pushes her mouth to mine, and a low growl rattles from my chest as I weave my hand into her hair.

My fucking chest flutters as she kisses me, leaving no doubt in my mind that she’s fully in control of the experience.

I like seeing her take the lead. It’s fucking hot. She could boss me all over the bedroom, and it would only make my dick harder.

Our show goes off without a hitch, but the meet and greets for both bands are in one big room. Benji really should have warned us about that fact before we walked into the goddamn after-party, but there’s not much we can do once everyone spots us.

Lumen sticks close to Wren and Kasey.

It’s shitty for the fans who want to spend time with me, but I don’t take my eyes off her the entire time.

Well, unless I’m checking where Theo is.

He’s like the cockroach that just won’t leave the house, no matter how many times someone steps on it.

He barely interacts with any of the women, and if he does, it’s just for a quick picture or autograph. At least he’s not purposely tormenting Lumen, which is the only thing that saves him from having his face rearranged.

I give it a solid hour, but my head isn’t in the game. I make sure everyone around me has an autograph and the opportunity to take a selfie before I fake a migraine.

It’s shitty.

I know that.

It’s just hard to feel guilty. It’s my turn to have some downtime with Lumen.

Riser and Kincaid have both left different meet and greets early.

Tonight is my night.

Lumen has been a trooper, but it’s time to call it. She looks miserable, and she’s dealing with all that womanly stuff. She deserves the chance to relax for the rest of the night.