Instant hard on that won’t even go away until I’ve had a taste.
She purses her red, pouty lips. “No, no I cannot. I don’t tell you not to take your shirt off and thrust your hips on stage like you guys sometimes do.”
My lip twitches at that. “Babe, I’m on the drums. No one can see any thrusting I may or may not be doing.”
She giggles. “Fine, but you do show off your sexy chest to everyone.”
I shrug. “Crowd loves it. You’ve seen how we get on stage—we want to give them the best show possible.”
“I’m not changing Saxon! This dress is fine. Now let me finish getting ready,” she tells me, turning back to the mirror. “And stop being overbearing.”
I stare at her ass, grinding my teeth.
“You gonna stare at my ass all night, or go and get ready?” she asks, her voice brimming with attitude.
Definitely the former.
“I’m going to spank your ass tonight for wearing that damn dress. It’s going to drive me insane all night.”
She turns to me and licks her plump lower lip. “You think that’s supposed to be a punishment for me?”
This woman.
“You should know me better than that by now Saxon,” she purrs, winking at me.
We’re on our way to the venue and should be there any minute for a quick rehearsal. No time to even bend her over that sink and f**k her, watching her facial expressions in the mirror.
Maybe later.
I slap her on her ass and walk out to where everyone else is. I look over at my brother and smirk. “Are you wearing eyeliner?”
He grins. “Bailey caught me.”
Bailey is our stylist and makeup artist.
I don’t let her near me.
“Where is she?”
“She was here earlier, now she’s back on the other bus.”
Lexi walks out wearing jeans, a tight top, and a pleased expression. It’s a little awkward for me to recognize it as her ‘just got laid’ expression but I do. “Ryder tells me you might sing one song with us tonight.”
She exhales. “He wants me to.”
“You know you have an amazing voice,” I tell her. She smiles in return but says nothing. We arrive at the venue and rehearse, then head to the dressing rooms. Tee and Lexi are sitting there and having a drink, laughing at something between themselves. Our manager Zeke walks out with Bailey and speaks to us about a few things. When I see his eyes linger on Tee’s legs, I see red.
“You better not be staring at my woman,” I tell him so no one else can hear.
He clears his throat and diverts his eyes. Smart man.
Zeke is our new manager, we fired the last one after the Kidd situation. He’s a tall African American man with good ideas and an even better resume. Tee comes up to me and wraps her arms around me.
Only three weeks left of having her here.
*****
“You’re sweaty!” she squeals as I lift her in the air and lock the dressing room door. Adrenaline is running through me, and there is nothing I want more than to be inside her.
“What did I tell you about this dress?” I growl. “Every man who saw you had their eyes on you. And some women too.”
She smirks. “You should have found a less attractive girlfriend then.”
I give her a hard kiss on her smart mouth, then flip her over on the couch. She raises her dress for me, baring her ass. Her black thong is so thin, I easily rip it with my hands.
“Hey!” she complains.
I bring my hand down on her right cheek, then rub the spot.
“Saxon, hurry,” she begs. “Please.”
I undo my pants and pull them down with the speed of a superhero. “You don’t have to beg baby, I’ll always give you what you need.”
I lean over her, turning her head for a possessive kiss. She gasps when my teeth scrape along the lobe of her ear before sucking it into my mouth. I then press open-mouthed kisses down her neck, at the same time I plunge into her from behind.
She moans.
“You’re dripping wet,” I murmur, pleasure rolling through me. “So. Fucking. Perfect.”
“Harder,” she demands, thrusting back against me.
I comply.
Pulling her body up so that her back is pressed against my chest, I play with her ni**les, plucking at them just the way she likes it. My lips find that sensitive spot on her neck, my tongue paying it special attention.
It drives her f**king crazy.
My fingers leave her br**sts and move lower, finding her clit. Three circles with my thumb, and she’s coming, my name leaving her mouth the sweetest sound in the world. I continue to slide in and out of her, her wetness drenching my cock. Changing positions, I sit down and pull her with me, so she’s sitting on my lap. Leaning her forward, I keep thrusting into her until I finish.
“Fuck,” I grit out, my head spinning as release hits me. “Fuck, f**k, f**k.”
She leans back against me.
“Holy mother of crap,” she breathes. “That was amazing.”
I grunt and tilt her head up with my finger on her chin. “I love you so f**king much.”
She open her mouth to reply, but I kiss her, cutting off anything she has to say.
“Let’s get cleaned up,” I whisper.
She nods and stands up, turning around and leaning over me. “I love you too.”
All is right in the world.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Tenielle
I’m feeling grumpy as hell today. Time has flown by, and now it’s time for me to get back to Perth.