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“Your friends?” Adrian gestures to the table, letting me down so my sneakered feet touch the floor.
Looking over my shoulder, the young group at the table whistle jokingly while packing up their things. They’re a reminder of the easy way I’d been when I was in college; the easy way I can still be.
Adrian pulls my attention back to him with the touch of his finger to my chin. I’m struck by his youthfulness, especially at thirty-one, and he doesn’t even know what’s in store for him. With his finger still on my chin, hetsks, tilting his head to look at my gym shoes with a raised eyebrow.
I smile, running my finger along his jaw and down his neck. “Maybe next time tell menotto wear them,” I say.
Adrian laughs deeply, his chest shaking under the palm of my hand.
“We’re heading out,” one of Adrian’s bandmates calls from behind him, carrying a guitar case.
“Finlay,” Adrian waves him over while the other guys wave, leaving through the back.
“Adrian,” I warn, not knowing if he’s someone who should know we’re seeing each other, but Adrian gives me a comforting smile. “Don’t worry,” he says.
“Finlay, this is Lake,” Adrian says as the band's bass player approaches.
His shaggy blonde hair is like a halo around his head as he extends a polite hand toward me.
“This is Lake,” Finlay says, his eyes sliding to Adrian. “Now I get it,” he smiles.
“Get what?” I ask cautiously.
“You’re a MILF,” Finlay says appreciatively, and even though I know he’s joking, I don’t like it.
Stepping forward slightly, Adrian’s hand reaches out and holds me back gently. “I know you think that’s a compliment,” I look Finlay up and down assessing him, “but never call me that again.” I narrow my eyes on him.
Finlay clears his throat while looking at Adrian who chuckles softly. “Noted.”
Very aware of Adrian standing beside me, his finger runs up the back of my leg and plays with the edge of my shorts. “Have you been playing together for long?” I ask, trying to change the subject.
“Since we were kids,” Finlay answers, somewhat out of breath, lifting the strap of his guitar over his shoulder.
“Finlay was the fifth child,” Adrian jokes, and the two of them share a look. I can tell they have a lot of history just by the way they interact on stage – and just now.
Heat spreads over my body as Adrian’s finger slips under my shorts and plays with the edge of my panties, the wall behind us hiding his actions. I feel a sweat break out across my chest and I lift my shirt away fanning myself. “Is it hot in here?” I ask as Adrian chuckles.
“I gotta head out,” Finlay says. “See you tomorrow.” He points to Adrian and then turns his attention to me. “Nice to meet you, Lake.”
“Want me to take yours?” Finlay points to Adrian’s guitar case and he nods.
I watch as Finlay weaves through the tables towards the exit.
“Tomorrow?” I ask.
“We have a job tomorrow,” Adrian says.
“You work together?” I ask as my back presses against the wall.
He nods, leaning in. “I want to take you to bed,” Adrian whispers in my ear, his breath causing shivers to run down my heated body. His finger slips in between my thighs and he sucks in a breath when he feels how wet he’s already made me.
“Bathroom’s closer,” I whisper teasingly.
He’s staring down at me with hooded eyes, making promises that I intend to make him keep.
“Nuh-uh.” He shakes his head. “I want to fuck you properly, Lake. Bent over my couch,” his breath tickles my ear before pressing a kiss to my neck. “Against my wall,” he whispers as his lips trail kisses down to my jaw. “In my bed, with your legs wrapped around my shoulders,” he groans deeply causing me to shiver, and I can feel his cock growing hard as it presses against his jeans.
A sly smile spreads on my face as I press a palm to his chest, feeling the muscles flex underneath. “Any other man that talked to me that way would get his face slapped,” I say, with my fingers playing at the edge of his shirt, itching to dig my fingernails into his skin. “But not you,” I finish saying.
