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She gritted her teeth. He knew damn well enough that percussion instruments were a weakness for her. Watching him onstage when he brought out the large standing drums pretty much killed her.
“Drums always do it for me. Better be careful with Mal around.”
It was easier to tell him Mal made her nuts. It was good for him to work for it.
He growled in her ear. “Mal doesn’t make you come your fucking brains out. He doesn’t get to hear that husky purr in the night when you’re so far gone, words are useless.”
She drew in a slow breath through her nose. She hated how in tune he was with her. The fact that he could tap into her darkest corners scared the hell out of her.
“You don’t have to admit it. I knew the first night when we looked out at the city from the rooftop and I buried myself so goddamn deep into you. I knew, Colorado. It’s always going to be you.”
He couldn’t know. They were just friends. They’d only been together a handful of times. Sure, it was good, but she’d had good sex before.
Lies.
Lies.
She clenched her teet
h as her hips slowly rocked in time with Sully Erna’s hypnotic voice. Add in Ryan’s smoky purr in her ear and the damn ben wa balls inside of her and she was going to go right out of her ever-loving mind.
“Are your hips rocking to the beat? I’m listening at the same time as you are. I’m going to rock into you just this slow. In and out until you’re nothing but one big frayed nerve. Then, when you soak my dick, and you will, only then will I touch your tight little clit.”
She sucked in a breath as the song changed to an achingly romantic ballad. The Sting song was sexy and soft, but the sandpaper-rough version by the band Ryan had selected made it so much worse.
“Do that hip thing you did last night while I was driving into you. The little circles as you pushed back on me. The one where my cock touched every inch of your perfect pussy.”
She tightened her fingers on the steering wheel. “The traffic is letting up. I have to drive.”
“Little circles, Colorado. No one will know but me. I’m in my bunk with my curtains closed.”
“If you’re jacking off while I’m wound as tight as a fucking spring, I will kill you.”
“Man, I love when you get into threats. That means you’re ready for me.”
He wasn’t wrong, which pissed her off all the more. “You are an asshole.”
“You love it.” His voice lowered to a mere whisper. “You’re probably so wet I’ll have to peel away those pretty cotton panties you wear. What color are they today?”
“Eat me.”
“Oh, I will. I’m going to swallow down every drop of that slick slit the minute we take a break today. Now tell me, what color?”
The song entered a slow, epic acoustic solo and her hips followed the light Spanish guitar. Her walls rippled around the stupid little invasive balls. How could she have allowed him to freaking put them inside her?
She accelerated as traffic started passing her in earnest. Jesus, this was so stupid. She wasn’t paying attention.
“All that noise in your head? Let it go, Den. This is just us. I just want to make you feel good.”
“Good?” Her whisper was almost a shout. “I’m going insane up here.”
“It’s going to feel so good when I get in there. When I replace those little balls. I can see your lips now. So swollen and wet. So pink and perfect. And when I slide in there, you’re going to go off so goddamn quick. I’m going to have to hold you down on my lap.”
“I hate you so much.” She sawed her palm up and down the leg of her jeans. All she had to do was slip her fingers inside. She could just finish off with a flick of her fingers. No one would know.
“What are you doing?”
Did he have a goddamn camera up here? She glanced at each corner of the front.
