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I watch his thick back disappear into the kitchen, simmering, wondering what in the hell my boyfriend’s security is going to do about this garbage soiling his name.
“Babe.” The fingers on my wrist are light at first, gentle as his words. “Baby.”
All is see is red.
I’m angry as hell.
“Aria.” Stern, the grip on my wrist tightens and pulls, spinning me into a broad chest. My hands flatten against his pecs, finding the piercings under his shirt.
“It’s not ok, Rex.” His soft gaze lands on me, the pad of his thumb caressing my cheek bone.
“It’s not.” He agrees, boxing my face in with his hands. “But it’s part of the job. A lot of fucking people love us. Some others aren’t impressed and it’s ok.”
“It’s not ok, Rex.” Voice strong. Body tensed and ready to take on the world for him.
“They don’t always like me, or us, because I don’t slice my shit up on stage with a pop can.” His arms snake around my shoulders and hold me against his warmth. “I’m not hard enough because I don’t drink, smoke, or shoot up on stage. Throw shit at our fans ...”
“And you don’t even fuck on stage. How could you have morals?” I hear Mac’s eye roll in his words, his voice monotone.
“They aren’t the ones I sing for. We play for.” Rex shakes his loose curls. “People will talk shit. That’s on them, not us.”
“But, Rex.” I start. He leans into me, his lips teasing the crest of my ear.
“Keep saying my name like that and defending my honor, babe, and we might have to find the nearest empty room.”
Shivers rack down my body. The anger bleeds into pure unsatiable desire.
“We can’t.” I gasp when he presses his erection into my belly. “It’s bad luck, Rex!”
“So’s this.” His grasp finds mine and leads my fingertips to his neck. “But here you are.”
“Don’t test it.” We’re already moving before I can protest further. To the front door.
Rex pulls me back across the lawn, through the tree line, as another car pulls up in front of the house.
I don’t get the chance to see who it is though because Rex is tugging me into the woods we just came back from, in the direction of the clearing.
I suppose not in your parent’s house doesn’t apply to a treehouse.
Halfway there, he pauses. Spins back to me.
Rex is backing me up before I realize I’m pinned against the trunk of a large tree. His hands are on me, his lips on mine.
It’s not long before his hands find the backs of my thighs and hoist me up until the bark digs into my back and my legs are firmly wrapped around his waist. His strong hips grind into me, his dick finding all the right spots even through both pairs of jeans. Lips to my neck, he bites and sucks hard enough that I know there’s going to be a mark left in his wake.
“Rex,” I breathe, my hands tangled in his wild hair, my core clenching with need.
“I’m going to put you down.” His words are muffled against my neck, but my body does not miss the vibrations his gorgeous vocal cords create. “And when I do, you’re going to turn around and bend over.”
My feet are on the soggy ground before I can process his words. He expertly unsnaps my jeans and wiggles the tight material halfway down my thighs with pushy hands that spin me toward the tree he was just holding me against.
“Brace, babe.” His hands are on my ass, on my hips, his cock finding its way between my thighs and slicking over with my wetness. “Fuck.”
I barely make it to the tree when Rex thrusts inside me. I stumble forward on a cry at the sudden fullness, but Rex follows me.
“Fuck!” My words come out choked as he hammers his cock into me until I’m nearly hugging the tree from the force of it. Dipping between my legs, his fingers brush over my clit and have me moaning his name.
“That’s it, baby.” My arms turn to jelly with my impending orgasm, my legs buckling under me.
