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Looking down at Rhys’ profile, Shay drank in the peacefulness on his face, and she realized just how much of a front Rhys put on in front of everyone else. His hair was unkept, that sexy I just got out of bed kinda mussed that made Shay want to run her fingers through it. His lips were slightly parted, his sharp angles less so with such a relaxed expression on his face.
His body too seemed relaxed, and Shay had seen Rhys shirtless a number of times on stage, and yet, the clean living over the last few months had filled out his slender frame, lean muscles on a torso that led down to slender hips and a firm ass that made Shay smile.
Shay sucked in a breath as Rhys’ hand started towards her core, delving between her folds, and the moan that escaped her lips as she arched into his touch filled the room. Full lips dragged down her throat, then Rhys sucked hard on the curve between her neck and her shoulder.
“How long have you been awake?” Shay managed to grind out as Rhys stroked a finger in and out of her core, the hand near her breast moving to cup her small mounds.
“Enough to see you perving on me,” Rhys said with a chortle of laughter. “You were fucking me with your eyes, Shay Gleeson and I liked it.”
Shay couldn’t answer Rhys because he inserted a second finger, then shifted his body so that he could flick his tongue over her nipple, then suck on her breast. Shay let loose a groan, the pressure in her building and building like the crescendo in a song, the powerful, sure strokes of Rhys’ fingers made her clench the sheets with her fingers trying to hold off her release so she could ride the waves a little longer.
Then Rhys stretched her walls by adding a third digit and Shay broke part with a scream of Rhys’ name, her body trembling and trembling as Rhys continued to stroke her through the aftershocks of her climax.
When she was finally sane enough to look at him, Shay rolled her eyes at the look of very male satisfaction and the totally erotic way that Rhys licked his fingers, the ones that had been buried deep inside her and were coated in her wetness, like he was licking his favourite lollipop.
“Mmm,” The devil moaned as he pulled his fingers out of his mouth with a pop. “I could get used to walking you up in the morning with you coming on my fingers.”
Shay shoved him hard, getting a dark chuckle for her effort as Rhys rolled over onto his back and folded his hands across his chest, a stupid grin on his face, the duvet having slipped down to lay across his slim waist, and he did nothing to hide the fact he was aroused.
“Not that I wanna get up but we could head out for breakfast. I promised Declan I’d meet up with him later but until then, I’m all yours.”
Shay rolled so that she lay on her side, looking down at Rhys as he reached up and brushed her face from her face with a smile. Shay couldn’t stop herself from bending to press a quick kiss to his smiling lips. Shay broke the kiss before she forgot that she and Rhys needed to talk things through before she let herself get too deep.
“I know you said you were staying, but what does that mean for us?” Shay asked, shifting to rest her head on her palm when Rhys frowned.
“Did I not explain myself clearly last night?” Rhys asked and Shay could see the hint of uncertainty in his eyes. “I want to be with you. I know I’ve never been in a relationship before and I’m not too sure how to be in one, but I want to be with you. And I want everyone to know that we are together.”
Shay couldn’t not touch him, so she ran her hand through his hair. “I want to be with you too. But Rhys, you’re about to finish your album and then there’s the tour. I have my apprenticeship.”
Rhys’ amber eyes darkened as he sat up in the bed and Shay did the same, pulling the sheet up to cover herself because she felt naked enough with this conversation.
“So, what? Cathal and Luna make it work. Sinéad and Jameson make it work. Or is it that you don’t trust me to behave when on tour? Or has the fantasy of being with a rockstar not lived up to your expectations?”
Shay knew that Rhys wasn’t trying to be hurtful, he was just feeling insecure, and Shay was starting to realise when Rhys felt insecure, he became a master at deflecting.
“That’s not what I meant,” Shay started, reaching out so she could rest her hand on Rhys's chest and she felt the way his heart raced like he was scared of losing her. “Long distance is hard with stolen moments here and there. I’m willing to give it a go too. I trust you, Rhys. And I’m not with you because you are a rockstar. I’m with you because you are Rhys and I happen to like Rhys very much.”
The lopsided smile that Rhys gave her made her want to kiss him again and she did, shifting so that she straddled his waist, his erection pressed hard against her stomach. The kiss was a slow, claiming kiss, with Rhys letting her set the pace as he sank his fingers into her hair. They licked and tasted and played for a time, until the heat between Shay’s legs grew and grew and she needed to have Rhys inside her again.
Rhys obviously had the same idea, because he was already reaching for a condom as Shay wrapped a hand around his thick cock, stroking it and smiling at the guttural groan that fell from Rhys’ lips. With her free hand, she plucked the condom packet from his fingers, ripped it open, and sheathed him. Shay lifted off him, placing her core at the head of his cock, and slowly, lowered herself onto him.
They both moaned, this angle giving Shay all the control as she started to ride Rhys, lifting up and easing back down for once, twice, and then Rhys’ hands caught her waist, pulling her fully onto him so that he was fully buried inside her.
Rhys lifted his head off the headboard, arching his hips up as soon as Shay started to move again, their breathing and moans, and the sound of their bodies joining the only music they needed. Shay felt another release coming seconds before she exploded, sinking down onto Rhys as her walls fisted his cock and as she rode the immense waves of pleasure, Rhys flipped them and continued to slide in and out of her, sweat beading on his forehead until he grunted, filling her once more as he came and his release set Shay off again.
Afterwards, once Shay had come back from peeing, and Rhys had discarded the condom, they lay in each others’ arms, neither of them wanting to break the spell around them, content to lay in bed, until both their stomachs rumbled and they showered and dressed to eat some food that Shay had in her fridge.
Rhys kissed her hard on the mouth when he had to leave, promising to come back as soon as he could. Shay opened the door and let Rhys leave, closing the door behind her and leaning against it, letting out a sigh.
There was no way Shay was going to be able to keep her and Rhys a secret for long and while it was still shiny and new, who knew when Rhys would want to be public with their relationship? Striding into her sitting room, she picked up her phone from where it had fallen last night and called the one person that would understand what it was like to date a rockstar.
“Sinéad, get your ass over here.”
“Shay? You okay?” Her friend asked and Shay laughed as she sank down on her couch.
“I’ve just had lots of dirty, dirty sex with a rockstar and I need your help to process it.”
Shay heard a bark of laughter, then she grinned as Sinéad said. “I’m on the way. I’ll bring beer.”
