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“She coming on tour?” he asks with a shake of his head.
“Yeah, I am.”
“Awesome,” he says, giving Derek a fist bump. “This is going to be one hell of a party.” And I can tell he means it. There is genuine excitement shining in his eyes.
That night, in our hotel room in Vegas, Derek very carefully removes my red dress. He lays me down on the bed. His own clothes come off too, and he joins me on the bed.
Derek rolls onto his back and pulls me on top of him. He begins kissing me passionately, rocking his hips into mine. I can feel myself growing wet just from it. I prop myself up on both hands so that I can face him. He winks at me and captures a nipple in his mouth, and I cry out in pleasure.
“Derek,” I moan.
“Hmm,” he replies, using a hand to knead the other nipple.
“I need you,” I tell him.
“Then you shall have me.” He moves off the bed and rolls a condom onto his length. After pulling me back on top of him, he enters me.
“Fuck,” I cry out, enjoying the feeling of how deep inside me he is. I begin setting a slow pace, enjoying his moans beneath me. I love being on top of him like this. I like seeing his face as I slide up and down on top of him. I love seeing how much he enjoys the things that I’m doing to him.
I pick up the pace just a bit because I need more friction. His hands move to my nipples, and he begins pinching and twisting. I love the feeling that he’s creating, making me wetter and wetter. I can feel the pressure building.
“Go ahead, baby, let go. I’ve got you.” He grabs my hips and begins moving me up and down.
I let out a string of curse words and come apart of on top of him. When I come back down, I rest my body on top of his. We lie there for just a moment before Derek flips us so that he’s on top of me. He drives into me with quick, hard thrusts.
“Derek,” I moan out, watching him on top of me. “Can you flip me over?” I ask with a wink.
He smirks. “Anything for you, baby.”
He flips me and positions me so I’m on all fours. I wiggle my ass at him, ready for what’s about to happen. He drives into me, and I scream out with pleasure. Derek continues sliding in and out of me while I do my best to push my hips further and further back. The only sound that can be heard is the slapping of our skin and our moans. The pressure builds, and I can’t take any more. I start to come apart. Derek collapses on top of me, laying me flat out on the bed and rubbing at my clit as I moan with pleasure. As I’m coming down from my high, I feel him stiffen and come inside me.
We’re both breathing heavily and lying still joined, covered in sweat.
“That may have been the best part of this whole damn night,” he tells me.
I do my best to look back at him and capture his lips. “I second that.”
“Just imagine doing that on tour,” Derek teases.
“My brother is going to hate us.”
Derek chuckles. “You don’t think we’ll hear him? Oh, you’re so cute,” he says before climbing off me to take care of the condom.
When he returns to bed, he gathers me up in his arms. “Time for sleep, baby. We’re both exhausted.”
I’m gathered up in Derek’s arms, and sleep takes me quickly. The last thing I remember is him murmuring that he loves me before kissing my temple. I don’t know that I replied, but I’m sure he knows.
CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
Opening night of the Lust For Tour opens in LA. The boys have a great venue for it, and the opening act guys seem cool. Once tonight’s show is over, we’ll hop onto the tour bus, where our things are already loaded, and hit the road. We head to Seattle first and then do a few shows in that area before moving on. I like the idea of snaking down the West Coast until eventually meeting up with Mom in North Carolina.
The house has sold. I spoke to her yesterday, and she sounded like she was in good spirits about it. I just hope she really is, especially since it was purchased by an investment company. But there’s more time to worry about that later. Right now, I’m backstage and waiting for him to go.
There’s a sort of nervous energy surrounding everyone. I think it’s because this is the start of something big. The boys say it’s just nerves. They’re modest that way. The last time I heard Dale talking about numbers, he was saying that most of the shows were sold out or damn close to it. The US seems to love them. No one seems to care about Serena and how Derek might have cheated on the “Princess of Rock,” as she has started calling herself. The song they sing together will still be performed every now and then. They just don’t stand so close to each other now. But I don’t care, because at the end of the day, she keeps her hands off him.
There’s about an hour to showtime and almost all of the preshow checks have been done. The opening band is now performing, and then there will be a slight break before Crave takes the stage. I’ll be watching them from the wings. Derek says it’s best to keep me hidden because more and more people seem to take notice of me now, especially when Derek is around. They know what I look like, and some of them approach me in the street for autographs. Luckily, everyone has been accepting. There are still those trolls out there that make nasty comments on social media or spreads lies, but Derek and I have learned not to listen to them. We know the truth about us and our relationship, and that’s all that matters in the end.
Derek pulls me into the room with the band and says, “I have something to give to you.”
