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“You’re gonna regret this when you’re on your way to the bathroom and you step on a bunch of Skittles.” I stuck my tongue out at him.
“I regret nothing.” He leaned over and kissed me softly. “Now, let’s get you out of this dress. Roll over.”
I laughed but complied, rolling over onto my belly. There were Skittles right there in front of me so I licked a few of them, letting them stick to my tongue so I could draw them into my mouth while Dale unzipped me. He pulled the fabric off my shoulders as I wiggled my way out of the satin like a very unsexy inchworm.
“Okay, now these things.” Dale frowned, plucking at the stretchy nylon of my pantyhose. “Weird. They’re like something out of a science fiction movie, I swear.”
I giggled. “They’re ruined anyway. Look at the feet.”
“What were you doing, walking on hot coals?” he exclaimed.
“Running from rabid fans, remember?” I reached down, hooking a finger in one of the gaping holes and pulling. The material ripped and Dale’s eyes lit up.
“My turn.” He grabbed the nylon in two hands and pulled. It ripped all the way up to my inner thigh. “Wow! Nice!”
Then he did the other leg, so they were completely wrecked.
“I don’t know why, but that’s sexy.” He ran his hands up my bare legs. The sensation of his soft palms and his rough fingers—calloused from years of playing guitar—caressing me sent sweet waves of pleasure through me. Dale touched me like he was playing music, listening to notes only he could hear as he kneaded my flesh in his hands. I bit my lip and whimpered, wiggling on the bed.
“What am I going to wear tomorrow?” I wondered as Dale rolled the elastic top of the pantyhose down, stripping me of them completely. Now I was in just panties and my bra.
“I’ll buy you something.” He kissed one knee, then the other. “I missed your knees.”
“My knees?”
“Both of them.” He flicked his tongue around my kneecap and down to the bend in my leg, making me moan. “See? You love that. I love that you love that.”
“I love that you know I love that.” I ran a hand through his hair, soft as raven’s wings.
“I love that I know that you… wait…”
I laughed, reaching for him. “Shut up and kiss me.”
And that’s how the night really began.
CHAPTER FIVE
I was sore when I got up to go to the bathroom. The clock on the nightstand said it was two in the morning as I made my way back to the bed. Dale was sleeping, completely nude, one leg off the edge of the bed, his foot dangling, the other knee cocked. The sheet was tangled at his waist, just across his hips. The comforter was somewhere… oh yeah, we’d taken it into the kitchen because having sex on the tile was too cold and far too hard.
But now I was cold. I went to the kitchen, seeing the remnants of the minibar on the counter. I think I was still a little drunk. My head was swimmy. I grabbed the comforter off the floor, putting it over my shoulders and wrapping it around me. I opened the little fridge and picked out one of the chocolate covered strawberries, eating it as I wandered into the living area.
I was tired but I couldn’t sleep. Having Dale home again made my mind race almost as fast as my body. I missed him when he was gone, but I missed him almost as much when he was home. His focus was so often elsewhere these days. His rock star dream was really coming true. The album had been released—with my cover art, I was so proud of that—and the first single too. But he was right, he never really forgot me. Even when he was up on stage, singing to thousands, he was singing my song, thinking about me.
“Why’d you come out here?” Dale came out of the bedroom, rubbing his eyes. He’d put on a pair of boxers.
“Had to pee. Can’t get back to sleep.” I held an arm out, holding the comforter open and his eyes lit up when he saw I wasn’t wearing anything. He snuggled up, grabbing the remote from the coffee table.
“Wonder if there’s anything good on.” He started flipping through channels while I played with his hair—what was left of it. It was so soft. I loved how it felt under my fingertips at the back of his neck.
“Mmm.” He shivered. “I like that.”
“This?” I lightly traced my nails there and he shivered again. Then I spelled out the words, “I love you.”
“Hey, look, it’s porn.”
“What?” I blinked at the television, trying to focus. The picture was all scrambled but I could almost make out a hint of skin.
“Want to watch porn?” He grinned, pushing buttons on the remote.
