Page 61 of Animal Beats

My hands span her waist, and I pick her up and put her down, reverse cowgirl style. “Ride me,” I instruct and watch, in fascination, as my cock disappears into her tight body. “Feels so good.”

Her head lolls backward, her hair reaching her mid back. “Río!”

I appreciate reducing her to one syllable words. Pushing her long locks to the side, I reply, “Babysitter.” My hands beat the rhythm to our first number one on her hips, causing her to move in time with my beat.

Her entire body clenches around me. “I’m coming!”

I force myself to ride out the stunning sensation, before succumbing myself. I empty myself in her, reaching around and pulling her down on top of my prone body. Her legs spill to the sides. A wave of happiness overwhelms me. I have to hold on tight to this feeling I only get when I’m with her.

We stay locked together for a long while, until sense reasserts itself. I do a crunch. “I need to take care of the condom.”

“Oh, right.” She slides off my body and I bolt to the bathroom. If I didn’t, I’m pretty sure we would’ve been locked together for the rest of the flight.

After taking care of it, I splash cold water on my face. This girl could be my everything.

However, what if Hayden doesn’t feel the same about me? Maybe she sees me as just a guy who gave her a few orgasms. She’s way too polished and has a background filled with love, unlike me. As I return to the bedroom, I prepare myself for her to be dressed and possibly already in the main cabin.

How wrong am I? She’s leaning against the back of the bed, still naked, with the blanket covering her lower half. Have I ever seen a more delightful sight?

“Hey there.” I slip in next to her, kissing her bare shoulder. “Sorry I only gave you one orgasm that time.”

“I forgive you.” She turns her head and kisses my cheek. “This time.”

My eyebrows raise. “So you now agree you’re stuck with me?” Hope rises from an unknown depth within me.

“I find it hard to believe I’m enough for you, Río. I’ve never felt this way before.”

I bop her nose. “Exhausted from multiple orgasms in a day?”

She giggles. “Something like that.” She looks at me. “You were amazing with Mila today. When I walked into her room, she was so mad. I calmed her down but after she met you, it was like a switch was turned. You taught her how to play drums.”

I smile. “Well, plastic buckets, actually.”

“Right. You taught her how to play plastic buckets, but you did much more than that. Thank you for being wonderful with her.”

“It was my pleasure.” I really mean this. “I’ve never met someone with Down Syndrome before, but she was so open and loving. Plus, she let me play her triangle.” I mimic hitting the tiny piece of metal.

“A big leap, for sure. Maybe you should add in a triangle into one of UC’s songs?”

I chuckle. “I’ll see what I can do. You never know.”

Her cell pings and she grabs it off the side table. “It’s Nina.” Her boss. “She’s giving me the itinerary for the next couple of days. You’ll be performing in Madrid tonight.”

“Yup. That’s where we’re headed.”

“Exactly. Then you’ll be moving on to Lisbon, followed by Ireland, England, and a few northern European countries. You’ll all be flying on this jet back to LA for the Oscars, and then a month break. Before we start up all over again in Sydney.”

“Sounds like a typical UC tour.” A butterfly flips in my stomach. I’m not one to get nervous for awards, as witnessed by my blasé attitude toward the Philadelphia Drummers Society, but I know the Oscars mean a lot to Bennett especially. Me? Give me a stage—of any size—and I’m happy.

“Filled with the unexpected.” She sits taller. “Looks like I have some work to do.”

“That’s what I love about you, Hayden. You can be all professional while naked, in bed, next to me.” There. I said the “l” word. My chin raises.

She flashes me a smile, then focuses on her tablet.

While she works, I ponder my monumental admission. Considering I have no experience with this particular emotion, I’m flying blind. I bet Hayden will be able to teach me a few things about love. I kiss her naked shoulder.

Perhaps more than a few things.