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“Okay. I'm okay with that,” she said, laughing.
“Okay.” I grinned. “Good.”
“Oh hey, I got you something,” she piped up suddenly, reaching for her handbag. I watched as she pulled something out and hid it behind her back. “Hold out your hands.” I did what she asked. In them, she placed a DVD.
I chuckled when I read the title. ‘Workout with Heidi Klum’ “Nice one,” I said dryly as she giggled. “Just wait until I infest your car with killer butterflies.”
“God no, please don’t!” she gasped. She was genuinely terrified. I laughed. As if I’d actually do that.
“Well you better make it up to me,” I said as I walked over to the stage with her following right behind me. We reserved the bands for weekends only, because it just wasn’t worth having them here during the week. Reaching for my guitar, I sat down on the edge of the stage. With my foot, I maneuvered a stool so it sat in front of me. I motioned to it. She smiled and sat down, her hands pressed under her thighs. “What do you want to sing?” I asked. She smiled shyly.
“Losing You? I mean, it is kind of our song,” she whispered, her lips curving into a smile. I nodded. That sexy little smile had my stomach tingling. Just for now I wanted to give in, and not push these feelings away. For one moment I wanted to fully experience just what falling for Rose felt like. I began to strum my fingers over the strings.
“You take what you want from me, there’s nothing left to give
I can’t pretend it’s all okay when I’ve lost the will to live
Why do I need to feel when all I feel is pain
Without you by my side things have never been the same
I keep pushing you away, because with you their comes confusion
If I try hard enough I can convince myself my love’s just an illusion
But it’s only you I long for and you’ve left me feeling so low
Why do good things always have to end, I just can’t let you go…”
I listened in awe as she sang over the last chord, her sweet, raw voice carrying through the entire bar. Tingles ran up and down my back like they were competing in a cross-country event. I couldn't take my eyes off her. If I’d thought she was beautiful before, the moment those words flowed out of her mouth, I was completely gone. There was no hope for me now.
Aware of my attention, she smiled and lowered her head. “Are you going to say anything?” she finally chuckled. “You're making me nervous.”
“Are you serious? You sounded incredible. You gave me goose bumps. Look.” I shot my arm out in front of her, as if to show her the proof. She ran her fingers along the length of it.
“Definitely goose bumps,” she confirmed softly, her eyes locked to mine.
I hooked my shoes around either side of her stool and slid her close, so close our bodies were almost touching. My hand found its way to her face, wiping away a strand of hair, and wrapping it behind her ear. As my fingers curved around her neck, I gently tugged her closer to me. My lips met hers as my tongue carefully nudged her lips apart.
My mouth crashed against hers, my lips desperate for whatever she would give me. I was acutely aware of her hands, which were resting on my thighs. My cock began to throb; having her so close to me was fogging up all my senses. I could feel myself falling into her, losing myself. We continued to kiss, my tongue exploring hers and my need to have her increasing rapidly.
“Will you play me a song?” she asked suddenly, her lips millimeters from mine. I tilted her head and nestled my face against her neck, my lips exploring…wanting. She brought my face up to hers and crushed her lips on mine. There was something so erotic in the urgency of her actions.
“As in one of my own?” I mumbled, unable to keep myself from kissing her. She stood up suddenly, kicking the stool out of the way. She moved between my legs, placed my arms around her back and crushed her lips against mine. I pressed my body up roughly against hers, my hands cradling her neck as my mouth ravished hers. God, the sweet taste of her lips was incredible. My erection pressed hard up against her, aching, and begging to be satisfied.
For weeks I’d been thinking about this, how much I wanted her. So often I’d thought about kissing those sweet little lips, then spreading her legs apart and fucking her. Only I’d fought it, because only one other girl had ever left me feeling this way, and that ended badly.
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p; I didn’t deserve happiness. The best I could hope for was not to feel, because feeling meant getting hurt again.
“No,” I growled, pushing her away. “I can’t do this, Rose. I’m sorry.”
She tugged at the hem of her skirt, disbelief in her eyes.
“It's not you,” I said quietly. “I promise it’s not you. I'm sorry, I just don't think this is a good idea. I shouldn't have done that.”
“Jack—”
