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Damn, how had I forgotten how potent he was on stage? It was one thing when we rehearsed to watch him, but it was unbelievable the way he turned “on” in front of the crowd of seventy thousand. His black leather pants rode low on his hips, and for the moment, he wore a half-undone crimson shirt, which I had no doubt would be gone a few more songs in—and God help me then.
Viper shot me a wink and then, thankfully, looked back out at the crowd while I launched into the rest of the first verse. With the fervor of the audience riding me, I strode across the stage, letting the song fill me from within so there was no thought, no worry, nothing but me and the music. This was what happened every time I stepped on stage: the anxiety faded almost instantly and I remembered why I loved to perform. It felt like coming home.
When the last chords of the song echoed throughout the stadium, I wiped the sweat from my brow and reached down to shake the outreached hands of fans swarming the stage.
“Jesus, you guys are begging for it tonight, huh?” My words came out husky as I quickly recovered before launching into the next song, and the rumble of approval from the crowd had me grinning as I looked back at my fellow band members. “That sounds pretty needy to me—what do you think, Kill?”
“I say we give ’em what they want,” Killian said. His bass was strapped over his body, and he held the neck of it loosely with one hand. With the other, he tossed a guitar pick into the crowd, and a cluster of fans scrambled after it.
“Hmm. But what do they want?” I turned my attention to Viper, who gripped the mic stand in front of him. He ran his hand up and down the pole slowly, suggestively.
“I think they want something hot…something sexy…something ‘Hard.’” The noise from the crowd became deafening, and I had to tap my right ear to signal to the sound crew to turn up my in-ear monitor so I could hear the guys.
As I launched into the song Viper had written about me during a time when he thought he couldn’t have me, I was amazed at how I could sing the risqué lyrics without so much as a blush now. Now I not only sang the words, I moved my body along with them, my hips rolling and thrusting forward, which only seemed to egg everyone else on. I headed over to Killian, lining up alongside him so our backs pressed together. My head fell back on his shoulder as he played, and I slid my hand down over my chest, my abs, and then farther…
Before my fingers brushed over my covered cock, I dropped my hand and pushed off Killian, then strutted across the stage, a teasing smile on my face. All eyes were on me as I headed in Viper’s direction, and when he noticed me coming, an arrogant smirk crossed his lips. It made me want to kiss it off, but since I wasn’t about to do that right here in front of everyone, I decided I’d play with him a little instead.
Though we’d flirted in rehearsals, it was entirely different being under the lights, amped up on adrenaline, and feeling every sexy word that came out of my mouth. It made me brave, made me want to do things I shouldn’t.
A challenge lit Viper’s dark gaze, as if he knew exactly what I was thinking, and that was all it took. As I walked around him, I let my hand roam over his hip and down over the curve of his ass, while whistles pierced the air. Then I moved in close behind, so that my front was flush against his backside. The heat of his body was so enticing that I was tempted to drop the mic so I could grab him with both hands. Instead, I settled for letting one get its fill, my arm rounding his waist, my palm covering his chest as I crooned his filthy words in his ear. Viper turned his face toward mine, the fire and lust swirling in his eyes making my dick throb. God, he was fucking hot. I thought so when I’d watched him perform before I even realized I was having such a physical reaction to him, and it was even truer now. Viper made for a powerful drug, and it wasn’t just his looks—it was the confident, cocky air about him, the way his talented fingers moved across his Telecaster, and it was in the way when his eyes were on you, you felt like the most powerful person in the world. And right now, that powerful person was me.
