It was the nightafter FanFest and we were now at an industry meet-and-greet and Train was mydate-slash-bodyguard. We had moved to a different hotel in Albuquerque in aneffort to keep my presence secret, but honestly, it was getting harder andharder to do that, which was why I had so much muscle surrounding me. There’dbeen no other sightings of the strange girl, so I put it out of my mind andtried to enjoy the rest of the night.
We were off toColorado tomorrow and I loved Colorado. I had actually built in a day off sothat we could explore because it was such a beautiful state, and my crew neededa break. Not to mention, I wanted some alone time with Train.
“You keep sayingthat, Nash, and I might believe it one day.” I cupped his face. “You lookincredible.”
“Thanks.” Heheld up a gift bag. “Got you something.”
“Really? I lovesurprises.” I clapped my hands. “Especially ones that come in small packages.”I pulled the tissue paper out and pulled the little oval device out. “What isthis?”
“It’s avibrator.”
“What?” Isqueaked.
He held up whatlooked like a key fob to a car. “And this is its remote.”
I bit my lip.“So, I…”
“You slip itinside of you and I randomly choose when to press the button.”
I licked my lipsand took a deep breath.
He leaned backover me. “If it gets too much, you tell me, and I’ll take care of you. But ifyou last the whole night, I think you’ll find your pleasure will too.”
“Okay.”
“Melody, youready for me, darling?” Donovan called.
Train grinned,and slipped into the bedroom of the suite, taking the bag with him as Donovanwalked in.
* * *
Two hours intothe most boring night ever and I’d already had to change my panties twice.Apparently, Train had brought spares. In the pocket of his fucking tuxedo.
I was currentlystanding with Ariannah Shelter, the current ‘it’ girl and trying very hard tofollow along with whatever it was she was saying. But between her need to tellme everything that was wrong with the world, and Train randomly pressing thebutton to the vibrator, I was about to lose my mind.
“Excuse me,”Train said, sliding his hand to my back. “Ms. Morgan is needed for aninterview.”
“Oh, of course,”Ariannah said, stepping aside.
Train guided meto a door at the back of the room, gently pushing me through it, and closing usin. We were in some kind of supply closet. How the hell he got access to it, Ihad no idea. Locking the door again, he flipped on the light and smiled. “Howya doin’, baby?”
“I’m so, sohorny.” I gripped the lapels of his jacket. “Can I have your D now?”
“Nope.” Hegrinned. “Fingers only.”
“Nash,” Ihissed.
“I could bepersuaded to give you my mouth as well.”
“But I want yourdickandyour mouth.”
“Have you hadenough?” he asked. “You want it out for the night?”
“No,” Iadmitted.
“Assume theposition, baby.”
I placed mypalms against the wall and spread my legs. He slid my panties to my ankles,holding them as I lifted one foot, then the other so he could remove themcompletely.
