Page 41 of One Last Song


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There’s a knock at the door before Tyler walks into the room. His beard is neatly trimmed, and his hair is slicked back. He wears a red shirt that matches the tight red dress I have on.

At least the wardrobe team knows how to make sure we look coordinated.

“You look like you’re about to run out of here screaming,” Tyler says as he closes the door behind him.

“I just haven’t done this since the last show we did together. Right now, I feel like I’m doing our first major concert all over again.”

Tyler sits down on the leather couch, stretching one arm over the back of it. “You look beautiful, Cass. You’re also insanely talented. Probably the most talented person I’ve ever met. You’re going to get on stage tonight and you’re going to kill it.”

I smile but there are still butterflies in my stomach. I know he’s trying to comfort me, but right now I’m spiraling.

“What if I forget the songs?” I pace back and forth, my heels clicking against the floor. “What if we’re in the middle of playing and I just forget the lyrics? Tyler, I could fuck this up for all of us.”

Tyler leans forward and grabs me by the hips, pulling me to stand between his legs. “You’ve never forgotten a song in your life. You wrote most of the songs that we’re going to be playing tonight. There’s no way that you’re going to forget the songs or get out there and not perform to the best of your ability. You’ve got this, Cass.”

“Thank you.” I run my fingers through his hair. “I think I needed to hear that. I’ve been freaking out since I woke up this morning and it’s only getting worse. I keep thinking about getting on the stage and failing. I just need a distraction. Something to relax me.”

“You know what I think would relax you?” he asks, his tone teasing as he looks up at me. His hands fall to my thighs, and he trails his fingers beneath the hem of my skirt. “A quickie.”

I laugh and step forward, straddling his lap. My heart threatens to pound out of my chest as his cock strains against the thin layerof fabric separating us. Tyler pushes the dress up around my hips, his gaze heated.

I think I love him.

I don’t know if I ever stopped loving him.

The world around us seems to grow smaller as I kiss him. Our mouths move together as I stuff down the thought, not quite ready to tell him yet. I just need to get through this show and then I can sit down and really talk about everything with him.

Tyler moans as his tongue slips into my mouth. It tangles with mine as I grind against him. Wetness pools between my legs as he kisses his way across my jaw and down my neck.

I gasp as he massages my breasts, teasing my nipples until they’re stiffened peaks. My back arches as he sucks on the sensitive skin at the base of my neck. I run my fingers through his soft hair, pulling slightly.

Tyler groans as he dips one hand between my legs and moves the silky thong to the side. When his fingers slide along my wet slit, my hips rock into his touch. Tyler chuckles and kisses me again, nipping and sucking at my bottom lip as he slides his fingers into me.

My inner walls clamp down around him, and I moan as he presses his thumb against my clit.

“Ride my hand, Cassie.”

His words send a shiver down my spine. I ride his hand faster, rocking my hips in time with the thrusting of his fingers.

“I’m going to come,” I say, breathless.

Tyler groans and crooks his fingers, sending me over the edge. My fingers dig into his shoulders as my legs start to shake. The world around me explodes as I come.

I reach between us and undo his pants, pulling out his cock. He groans as I slide my hand up and down the length.

“I need you,” I say, hovering over his cock before sinking down onto it.

Tyler shifts lower on the couch, changing the angle until he’s buried to the hilt. My inner walls stretch around him as he thrusts upward. I moan and arch my back as his hand slides into my hair and pulls my head back.

He slams deeper into me, moaning my name. I lean down to kiss him, nipping at his bottom lip as the intensity builds.

We come together and I roll my hips, taking every last inch of him that I can. I don’t ever want to come down from this high.

There’s a knock at the door as I get off his lap. Matt and Ben mumble something to each other on the other side of the door but I can’t quite hear anything.

“I guess that means it’s time to go put on a show,” I say, slightly breathless as I head over to the small washroom to get cleaned up.

Tyler follows me, kissing the top of my head. “You’re going to be amazing out there. If anyone is going to forget the lyrics, it’s going to be me.”

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