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I did not expect him to do that.Or to look at me with fuck-me eyes.
But hot damn.I like all of it.
I slide to the edge of my seat and reach for him.Keeping my eyes firmly on his, I put my hands to his abs and run them up his body over his shirt and shrug the jacket off him.He sucks in a breath at my touch.The sound he makes is almost too much for me.If we weren’t sitting in a crowd, I would not be able to keep my mouth to myself a second longer, and I don’t think Callan would be able to either.
I remove his vest and we hang it with his jacket on the back of his chair.
“Better,” I say, still looking into those blue eyes of his that are glued to mine like they’ll be stuck there for life.“But we need to see some skin.”We really do need to see some skin.With that, I undo the top two buttons of his shirt and gently press the shirt out into a casually-open, sexy look.
I lose myself in his bare skin and don’t realize I’ve done that until Callan leans forward and asks, “We’re good now?”
My eyes snap back to his.“Yes.Now, you’re ready to pull off Joe Elliott.”
“Joe who?”
“Oh my god, Callan, the lead singer of Def Leppard.How do you not know his name?”
He grins.“I’m just fucking with you, Ace.”He stands and puts his hand out for mine.“Come on, let’s go so I can beg you to pour some sugar on me.”
I let him lead me up onto the stage where the emcee introduces us.Callan receives more high-pitched screams and cheers from the women in the audience than any man so far.As part of my battle plan to win this competition, I instructed him to perform like this is a gig, and he doesn’t let me down.From the second he steps foot on the stage, he acts like he really is Joe Elliott.And holy hell, it has to be said that Callan Black could pull off being a rockstar.
The way he moves his hips is sinful and I squeeze my legs together as I think about him moving them with me later.
After he gives the crowd some attention, a hush falls over us as everyone waits for us to start.Callan strides to the front of the stage, microphone in hand, and utters the opening intro chant of “Pour Some Sugar On Me” in the sexiest voice known to womankind.How the hell did I not know he had that in him?When he gets to the last line of that chant, he turns and pulls me to him.By the time the beats merge with the guitar rift, Callan’s got me in front of him, his hand on my hip, and is grinding against me.
This was not in my plan.
“I’ve got you, Liv.Just go with me,” he says against my ear before he sings the next lyric.
I’m a little stiff at first.Mostly becausethis was not in my plan.But also, because I’m so turned on right now that it feels all kinds of wrong to be doing this in front of a crowd.
When Callan gets to the line about wanting to be my man, he brings his hand around to my stomach and holds me there while singing the lyric against my ear.At the same time, he thrusts himself against my ass, playing the bad boy rocker perfectly.
When I feel how hard he is for me, two things happen.
One: I forget we’re up on a stage.It’s just him and me now.
And two: I lose all my inhibitions.
I turn when it’s time for me to sing, pressing my body to his, and grinding hard when I sing the line telling him to go all night.He grabs my ass when he sings about me being innocent.We sing the chorus together, letting each other go when we get to the end of it.
Callan struts his way across the stage, playing up to the crowd before starting the second verse.
His eyes find mine and he sings every lyric to me.
I then sing all mine to him.
The crowd no longer exists for either of us, which was most definitely not in my plan to win, but by now, I just don’t care.
I’ve already won everything I wanted.
By the time we get to the next chorus, I’m back in Callan’s arms and we’re dancing together like no one’s watching.
It’s sexy.
Far too sexy for this stage.
And it’s full of so many promises of what’s to come.
