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“You enjoyed getting an eye full. Admit it!”
“Fuck off!” Alex pushed Diego playfully. “Go and play with your hair straighteners or something. I need to talk to Nat.” I blushed from head to toe when he turned to give me a small smile once Diego had left. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?”
“I thought you might be regretting this morning now that you’ve had time to think about it.”
“I’m not.” He walked over toward my desk, placing his fingertips on my stapler. “Don’t you dare move that!”
“What are you going to do about it?” he grinned, pushing it slightly. “I might rearrange your pens after this.”
“Asshole,” I mumbled with a smirk.
“And youloveit.” His lips were at my ear, his hands gripping the side of my chair. “Don’t even try and deny it.”
“I’m not, but we need to be careful!” Turning in my seat, I pushed him away. “What if someone walked in?”
“Don’t be so paranoid. All they would have seen is us talking.” He was right, but I’d never been good at hiding my feelings. I didn’t want it to become common knowledge if this hook up was only going to last a few months. “Try and relax. This will be fun, I promise.” Winking, he quickly moved my stapler to the other end of my desk before running out of my office. I tried to throw the thong at him, but he was too quick.
“Yeah, you better run,” I shouted, laughing.
As a teenager, I used to spend hours daydreaming about being with Alex Harbour. Rarely did fantasies live up to reality, but being connected to him, exploring his body, and the way he worshipped mine, I was in trouble of losing my heart quicker than I thought.
We’d been sneaking around for a few weeks now, and it was easier than I thought. Alex was cooped up in his studio most of the day working on new material for his album. When the night came, however, we were inseparable. We spent most nights in his bedroom simply because the bed was larger. I’d lost count of the number of positions he’d fucked me in, but each had me clawing at his sheets or back. True to his word, I hadn’t seen any bimbos around the mansion yet, but I wasn’t sure how long I'd be able to hold him before his eyes started to wander. It was without a doubt the best sex I’d ever had. That’s how I knew it wouldn’t last. If I couldn't even keep a hold of David, it would only be a matter of time until Alex got bored and moved on.
“What does this tattoo mean?” I whispered one night, tracing the words‘Dum spiro spero’ on the inside of his arm with my fingers.
“While I breathe, I hope.” Running his hands through my hair, he frowned. “You should know that being a Steel Roses fan. Straight Lace, I’m disappointed in you.”
“I know what the Latin means,” I giggled, pushing his chest. He didn’t move, of course. He was solid muscle after all. “Why that quote?” He shrugged, not responding. “What do you hope for?”
“I just liked the look of the words. It’s nothing deep.” Something in his eyes told me that he was lying.
“What about the one on your back?”
“That’s about strength. I got it before Steel Roses made it big. In some ways, that ink pushed me to greatness. It was a constant reminder to never give up or lose sight of what you want.” Wow, I was speechless.
“And this one?” I asked, running my hand over the crucifix with wings just above his heart.
“You’re very inquisitive tonight.” Rolling us both over, he pinned me against the mattress. “Perhaps I need to take your mind elsewhere?”
“Where did you have in mind?” I ran my fingers into his hair as I asked. It had grown longer than usual these last few months. Actually, it wasn’t much different from his Steel Roses days.
“How about between your legs?” Fuck, how could he just come out with that? “Or we could think about what’s betweenmylegs. It’s up to you.”
“Oh, you mean I can play with ‘Jackhammer’ again?” I giggled, remembering him telling me what his groupies called his cock.
“You do play it so well,” he groaned, kissing the corner of my mouth. “But I don’t want to come in that pretty mouth of yours tonight. I want this.” His fingers moved through my slick folds, teasing my clit before he pushed two fingers inside me. “I want you face down and ass up so I can ram my cock inside that sexy pussy of yours.” I almost came at his words alone.
“You like to put it bluntly, don’t you?”
“No, I want to putithere.” He pushed his fingers deeper, curling them and hitting that sweet spot inside me. “Mmm…it seems a guitar isn’t the only thing that I play well.”
“I know. You’re good at the piano, too.” I tried to tease him, but I was beginning to build already and it came out as a cry.
“Careful, Straight Lace. I’ve got you right where I want you.”
“No, you don’t. You wanted me on my stomach, head down, arse up,” I replied smugly. With one swift movement, he had removed his fingers and flipped me over so I was on all fours. I really needed to learn to keep my mouth shut.
