Page 57 of Hollywood Love


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I part my lips on a short, sharp breath and he pushes those two fingers into my mouth. I suck my arousal from his skin like I’m sucking his cock. I lap every trace of my taste from his skin.

His gaze shines with heat. “Good girl. Now, tell me how you want to come.”

“With you inside me.” I push him down on the rug. I want more. Which means I have to take control. He told me he wanted me to jump him when I was ready.

I kiss him hard while I straddle his lap.

“Baby?” His hands settle on the back of my thighs. His fingertips dig into my ass. “You sure about this?”

“I started taking birth control.” And I know he’s been tested because he told me so.

“That doesn’t mean that you’re ready.” He searches my eyes.

I push my hair out of my face while I press and nibble at his lips. Grind down on his erection. That thick, steel monstrosity will somehow fit inside me. Logistically, I’m aware of how it works. It doesn’t make it any less daunting.

He groans as he chases my mouth when I break off the kiss. His boxer briefs are still between us. They’ve got to go.

I shimmy back as I tug at the elastic and peel the black material down his tree trunk thighs. He lifts his ass so that he can remove them, then levers up to lead me closer with a soul-searing kiss. “Come here.”

I crawl my way up his body. His hard-satiny length nestles against my slit. I rock on it, feel it glide with my juices. Each roll of my hips leaves me more achy.

“Ivy.” He groans my name as the crown of his cock notches against my entrance. “I love you.”

My heart freezes in my chest. So this is what I’ve been afraid of this whole time? That Rogue would force me to recognize that he loves me and everything would be for one brilliant moment entirely perfect. Right before reality crushed the bloom of emotion in my heart and stuck it in the back of my throat. How long will he love me when he finds out what I’ve done?

“Ivy?” He strokes my hair from my face.

My heart cracks. Wetness clings to the corners of my eyes. I can’t keep doing this anymore. There has to be another way to bring down my brother and protect Adira. I can’t keep Rogue in the dark. Keep my heart in the dark. “Rogue, I—"

“Are you fucking with me?” a peeved female voice yells from below us.

Rogue’s eyes widen.

For one crazy moment I fully believe she’s screaming at me. Any chance of losing my virginity disappears as I try to scramble up and accidentally catch Rogue’s nuts with my knee. “Oh my God, who is that?”

“Iogue.” He makes that vomitous sound we were all making fun of as he bows and desperately cradles his balls. “Jesus, Ivy.”

“I’m so sorry,” I whisper as I try to crawl back into his lap so I can hug him while the argument continues below.

“Just give me a moment.” He groans between clenched teeth as he holds up his hand to stop me.

“You’re the band manager, Kelsey.” Riot’s snarl reaches us as clear as day. “You don’t manage my personal life. You don’t get to boss me around. I’ll get involved with whoever I want.”

Rogue is on his knees, still curled in, but he crawls toward the window. “What on earth?”

I follow him. At some point while we were focused on each other the lights turned off. Riot and that girl I met earlier, Kelsey, have no idea we’re up here.

“And you want Rochelle Kitt?” Kelsey throws her arm out wide.

He moves closer to her, although how that’s possible when they’re toe to toe is beyond me. “Yes, I want Ro. And she wants me.”

“Are you sure she’s not just holding onto you because you’re safe?” Kelsey snaps as she rises on her toes.

The tension between them charges the air like an electrical storm on the horizon. It snaps and crackles.

“Are you sure you aren’t just jealous?” he snaps.

Her intake of breath is sharp and loud in the silence. The sound of her hand meeting his jaw echoes.

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