“You are. And it was fun, but we pulled a Mum and Dad and did an overshare in an interview! On our first date! Shit, that was sothemof us.”
“It’s adorable you think I’m gonna play it cool in public, Mads, but I’ve waited long enough to have you. I’m gonna make sure every person we encounter today knows who you’re with and how Ifeel about you.”
My barely stitched back together heart pounds against fresh sutures, my brain is nothing but tumbleweeds and dust, and Ichoke on air. Itry to retrieve my train of thought, find some shred Ican turn into a sentenceinstead of addressing what he’s just said. “Did we basically just … tell the whole internet that we’re fucking?”
Jett laughs. “Yeah, ironic, right? Haven’t even seen you naked yet.”
“I mean, we’ll have fucked by the time they post it next week.”God,every sentence Isay sounds dumber than the last.
Jett smirks and grabs a bottle of champagne on ice that wasn’t in here before. “Is that so? What if Imake you really work for it?”
I huff. “You wouldn’t make some random hot girl waiting for you after a show work for it!” He pops the bottle and pours me a glass that Idown immediately.
“You’re not some random girl, Baby, and you know that. Icall you what your family calls you. Your parents asked me to call them Mum and Dad. You think I’m going to treat you like a random fit bird and fuck you senseless and never speak to you again?”
“No … and Ivery much appreciate that. But Iwanna be fucked senseless.” Ipout. “I’m afit bird, aren’t I?”
“Fuck, Baby, that’s the most ridiculous question you’ve ever asked me. And Idon’t have to even pull my dick out to make you senseless, boneless, and gasping for more.”
He does this stupid, insane wiggling thing with his tongue out that he does on stage, and god damn if Idon’t have the same reaction his fangirls do. Iclimb onto his lap with my now refilled glass and clink it against his.
“You mean, right now?”
“Cheers.” We down round two. “Later, Baby. I’m taking you out several places beforelaterhappens, and if Imake you look like Idid earlier just from a kiss and someone starts snapping pictures … again, Lolawillmurder me. You don’t want to look all smeared where we're going nextorat dinner, we’re going to one of your favourite places.”
I hope it’s Nobu.God, I’m hungry.
“You won’t even kiss me? Jett, that’s torture!”
He bites his lip. “Hmm … the best Ican offer is … ride my lap while Ikiss your neck.” He drags his teeth over my carotid artery, and Ipush my needy core into his cock as it strains against my leather.
“You’re edging me, aren’t you? That’s your kink, isn’t it?” Igroan.
“I have lots of kinks, and that one doesn’t even make the top ten, Baby. But I’m enjoying learning yours.” He rests his hand on my throat, “You say you hate to be babied, but Idon’t think that applies to me, when we’re alone. You want to be Daddy’sverygood girl.”
“I-I might, but you know I’m usually a brat, and Ithink that term only works for menover thirty.”Did he just saytop ten?
“Baby, your chest isheaving.Your pulse went absolutely mad when Isaid that. Your body doesn’t lie, darling.”
I change the subject, “Please.” Itug desperately at the leather just above the button and zipper. “Just let me see it, just let me touch it.”
“Later, Baby,” he says again, practically purring, “but Iwill tell you one thing about it, maybe two.”
“Fine,” Iwhine, pushing my crotch against his over and over like I’m possessed.
“It.”He does that wicked grin. “He. He has a name.”
He bucks his hips into mine, making me moan so loud Bryson is probably blushing. “And?”
“And his name is Celtic, meaningtall and handsome. His nameis Keane.”
I nod frantically, “I already like Keane. And what’s the other secret about him?” Ichoke out between whimpers.
“He’s pierced.”
“Oh fuck,”Igasp as Ifeel the car pulling up at our first destination. Oh, he knew that would get me keyed up.
I pout and he grins with pride.Little fucker.
