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We head back into the house so we can get ready.
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I’m back in my room after my shower, with just a towel wrapped around me. Emma is in our shower now. I’m thankful for the solitude so I can mentally prepare myself for seeing Derek with Serena. I lean over the dresser and close my eyes. Images of him taking me from behind flash through my mind. I squeeze my thighs together at the memory. I feel lips pressing on my spine, and my eyes snap open.
There he stands behind me, still dressed from the beach in his black board shorts and no shirt. I lick my lips at the sight of him.
“Hey, baby. Whatcha thinking about?” he teases.
“Oh, I think you know.” I smirk at him and spin around so that we’re facing each other. “Where are the guys?” I look around and listen for the sounds of anyone.
“Aiden is on the deck with your parents, and Brent went to get in the shower.”
“You don’t think they’ll come walking in here?” I ask.
“Maybe. Maybe not.” He smirks at me. “But the possibility of getting caught makes it that much hotter.”
“Makes what hotter?” I ask him.
I don’t have to wait long for the answer. He brings me closer so that my body is flush against him. His lips come down on mine, and he kisses me gently. I think he’s trying to be quiet. When we’ve kissed before, there’s always been a rush or some bite to it. He’s never been quite this gentle. I let out a low moan.
He pulls back and chuckles lowly. “You’ve gotta be quieter than that. Do you want Ace to come in here and see us?”
Afraid my voice will betray me, I just shake my head no.
He places featherlight kisses on my neck and makes his way down to my breasts. “Do you think I could get a nipple in my mouth without getting caught?”
He’s already playing with the left one; I’m sure soon the right will end up in his mouth. My hips push forward. I’m getting so worked up that I’m going to need release, or I’ll explode.
“Derek…we can’t do this,” I say between pants as his lips close around my nipple. He bites down lightly, and my head rolls back in pleasure.
“I love seeing you this way,” he says quietly. “I love how responsive and turned on you look right now.” He kisses my lips hungrily and pulls me close, circling his hips into mine. I jut mine forward, trying to get more friction.
“Goddamn, Derek.”
He lets the towel drop to the floor while pinning me to the dresser with his body. “Remember something. When I’m up there on stage with her or when you see us interact, please know I’m thinking of you. I’m only thinking of you. I have never touched her body or held her the way I have you. I have never tasted her the way I’ve tasted you.”
Derek drops to his knees and gives my center a lick, and I bite my tongue to keep from screaming out. He inserts one finger into me while sucking my clit, and that does it. I come instantly, my legs shaking as I’m seeing stars. The things this man can do to my body… I almost can’t take it.
“Derek,” I breathe out as he hands me my towel. But I don’t cover myself. I just stare at him in a daze.
“Please remember that tonight. Promise me you’ll remember that.”
“I promise,” I pant.
“See you in a bit, baby.” With that, he leaves the room, leaving me with legs that are still shaking.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
The ride to the venue is pretty uneventful. I spend it in between Emma and Aiden. Emma offered to sit between the two of us, but she had a bit of drool on the corner of her lip that told me she would enjoy that just a bit too much. So, I sat in the middle seat, trying to catch Derek’s eye in the mirror. It doesn’t work for most of the ride, though, because he’s engaged in conversation with Brent.
I love watching Derek talk about music. He’s really into it, talking animatedly with Brent, one hand on the wheel, another making guitar motions. Aiden jumps in from the back seat when he can get a word in. I love watching their creative process, especially when it involves Derek.
The closer we get to the venue, the larger the lump forms in my stomach. I wonder what Serena will look like and how Derek will have to act around her. I’ve never really paid attention to the press surrounding them. It stung too much then, but now that he’s actually touched me, I know it would sting even worse. And I wish I had looked when it wouldn’t have hurt as much. But we’re here, so I’m about to find out what it all looks like. I’m sure I can do this. I’m hoping there’s alcohol backstage. I know there’s a pre-show ritual of shots, and I hope I get to partake in that.
While Aiden and Derek are talking to Serena’s sound guys, I stand there with Emma and Brent. I finally work up the courage to ask him a few questions.
“So, what does he have to do with her that he hates so much?” I ask. I sneak a peek over at Brent, and he’s giving me a knowing smirk.
