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Her watery chuckle is music to my ears. “You won’t need to. You’ll have the real thing drooling on your pillow.”
Ah, hell. I close my eyes and suck in a long, slow breath. Try to keep my heart from exploding out of my chest. It’s too good to be true, and more than I ever, ever thought I could deserve.
“You really mean that, baby girl?”
“Uh-huh.” London’s smile is wicked, her green eyes glinting with promise. “You want a preview?”
Is that a serious question? I stand up so fast, my knees crack. There are doors all along this corridor, but god knows what’s behind them.
“Screw it.” I grab London’s hand and tug her over to the nearest one. A quick rap of my knuckles and a jiggled door handle, then we’re spilling into the darkness together.
I flick a light on, a random bulb across the small room glowing to life. We’re in the antechamber of another recording booth, just like the room we left Tudor in, with black carpet and deep purple walls. A desk spreads across the length of one wall, a huge, dark window directly above, and buttons and microphones bristle from the controls.
There’s a lumpy armchair in one corner. A small table with a creased industry magazine. A record player and a plant on a shelf.
“Sweet.” London reaches behind us and spins the lock. “How long is your break again?”
I do not care. You couldn’t pay me a million dollars to rush this along, and as we stumble toward the armchair, kissing and tugging at each other’s clothes, it’s so perfect that it hurts. The softened noises. The cocoon of dark walls and dim light. The whisper of London’s shirt as it drags up her raised arms and lands on the floor in a pile.
She gets my shirt off too, running her palms over my tattooed chest and arms with a greedy glint in her eyes, but I won’t be distracted. I peel those leggings and panties down her gorgeous thighs and nudge her back to sit in the armchair.
“Spread those knees, baby. I want a taste.”
Good thing we didn’t do this in the green room. I would’ve lost my head at the sight of her slick, pink folds; would’ve bellowed at the sweet and salty tang of her. And everyone would have looked over, and then I’d have to start knocking heads.
“De-ex,” London gasps as I lick a broad stripe up her slit. Ass to clit, delving deep, tasting every perfect inch of her. Slender fingers burrow into my dark hair, twisting and tugging, and I growl as I settle in and get lapping.
She’s mine. This is it.
I’m gonna make a home right here between her soft thighs. Gonna marry her and put my babies in her if she’ll let me. I’m gonna treasure this girl and love her so fucking well that she never even considers another man, not for her whole sweet life.
“London.” I pressed a finger inside her last night, but when my middle finger sinks to the second knuckle, it makes my breath seize all over again. So hot. So slick. So tight, strangling my thick finger. “Baby girl. You’re so fucking perfect, it makes my chest ache.”
No reply. She’s too busy panting and writhing, tugging on my hair. That’s fine. I want her wrapped up in every second of this.
And she doesn’t need to talk. I’ve got enough to say for both of us, every word vibrating against her sensitive pussy.
“Thought I lost you just then. Thought I’d messed it up already. God, I wanted to die. You’re my whole world already, you hear? I know it’s nuts, but it’s true. Can’t stand knowing I made you cry, baby.” I break off and swallow hard; suck on her clit while I wrangle myself under control. “Never again,” I grate out when I can finally speak again. “Never again, I swear.”
I nudge a second finger inside her, and London hisses and yanks on my hair.
“You’re so chatty,” she gasps, hips rolling against my chin. “Where’s the dirty rocker I was promised?”
Eleven
London
“Where’s the dirty rocker I was promised?”
I toss the words out casually, but Dex jerks and stares up at me like I’ve thrown down a gauntlet. Like I’ve slapped him with an old-timey glove and challenged him to a duel.
“Right,” he rumbles, sitting back and swiping a forearm over his chin. His face is severe, but there’s a twinkle in his dark eyes. “So that’s how it’s gonna be, huh?”
I reach down between my legs and—oh god, I can’t believe I’m doing this—spread my pussy for his burning gaze. “Guess so.”
There’s no time to prepare. No time to react. Dex lunges forward, my startled laugh bleeding into a yelp as his tongue thrusts all the way inside me, his thumb rough as it strums my clit. Tension snaps taut in my belly, winching tighter and tighter, the pressure building inside me so fast I can barely breathe.
His beard tickles against my slick folds.
