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“What is it—” she begins to say.
I jam the door open and pull her into the room. In the next second, I have her up against the closed door, my mouth all over hers, desperate and rough. She reaches between us and tugs her glasses off.
My hands find her ass and hoist her upward. The skirt slides up easily, and my hands tunnel under a scrap of lace to find her wet and hot.
I groan against her mouth. She holds me tight against her, her thighs bracketing my waist, her arms gripping me firmly around the neck. I dip my fingers into her sex.
“This is perfect. You should wear these all the time.”
“I’m confused,” she pants. “You seemed angry when you first saw me.”
I press the heel of my hand against her clit, and she gives an answering moan. “All the blood in my head drained to my dick. That wasn’t anger. It was lust.”
She rotates her hips as I fuck her with my fingers. I’m dying for a taste of her, but I’m afraid if I put my tongue between her legs, I’ll have to fuck her with my cock and I’ve got to be onstage in five minutes.
“You need to come right now,” I tell her.
“Make me,” she demands.
Oh fuck. She’s so damn hot. My dick grows even harder.
“Like this?” I drag my thumb between her ass cheeks until it catches on that perfect, private hole.
Her breath catches, but she doesn’t move away. I push my thumb in past that tight ring of muscles and that’s all she needs. Two fingers in her cunt and one in her asshole. She cries out and turns her face against the door so her moans are muffled against the wood.
I keep stroking her until the shaking subsides into tiny tremors.
“Fuck, baby, that was beautiful.” I lean forward and kiss her neck. Regretfully I pull my fingers out of her body. She shudders again, her nerves so sensitive.
I spot a stack of paper towels on a shelf. I rip open the package and clean myself off. “Don’t sit with Mike during the set, okay? Come stand in front of the stage.”
“I can’t.” She sighs. “Davis will take one look at me and know what I’m thinking.”
“And what’s that?” I fold a towel and place it between her thighs. I don’t give a damn what her brother thi
nks, but she does. Unfortunately.
She catches my hand and presses it to her. “That you’re the hottest man to have ever walked the planet Earth.”
Nothing wrong with that.
“All right,” I say, slightly appeased, “but stay away from any penises. You look deliciously fucked right now and I’m the only one who gets a taste, right?”
“Definitely yes.”
I want to flip up her skirt again, but I know if I do, I won’t get on that stage tonight. I settle for stroking her hair back from her face and kissing her sweaty forehead. I wrench open the door and leave before my already weak resolve disappears.
“Where the hell were you?” Davis shouts when I reach the stage. “I thought I was going to have to send out an all-points bulletin.”
I throw the strap of the guitar over my neck. “Stomach problems,” I lie.
His brows crash together. “Hope it’s nothing serious.”
“Nope.” Nah, just me fucking your sister in some shitty-ass bar storage room.
I swipe my fingers over all six strings, drowning out any further questions because the only answers I have are ones he doesn’t want to hear.
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