“I’ve never met anyone like you.” I pull her in close, my whole body feeling the warmth of her. “I can’t believe I almost let you slip through my fingers.”
She nods against my body, her tears streaking down my bare skin. “I thought I was losing you.”
“No. You’re not losing me, baby. I’m sorry I scared you.” I skim a hand over her hair. “Let me go with you.”
Her fingers trail down my back. “You mean— Not just to the airport or something?” I feel her grin against my chest, and I laugh.
“No, not just to the airport.” I run my fingers along the lacy edge of her panties. Her skin is silky smooth. “I want to be there when you go back to the tour, and—” I need to make sure she understands I’m in this for the long haul. That it isn’t something I take lightly. “And everywhere else your music takes you. I’m serious about you.”
“Yeah?” She tips her head back to gaze at me, her face cracking into a smile so wide it makes my chest squeeze.
I nod. “You make me feel alive in a way I haven’t in a long time.”
She snuggles against me. “I love the way I feel when I’m with you.”
“Yeah?” I let my thumb slide under that lacy edge and into the soft hair there. My cock stiffens in response.
She nods. “You make me feel grounded. Safe.”
“Safe, huh?” I press my erection to her thigh, and she grins. Then she tugs her shirt up and over her head, exposing her bare breasts. I take one in my palm, and she arches her back as I suck her firm nipple. “You gonna let me protect you?”
She gives me a sexy, teasing wink as I move in for a slow kiss. “Why? You wanna be my personal bodyguard?”
I drag her panties all the way off before spreading her knees with my hands. “I’ll be your bodyguard, baby,” I whisper,bending to lick her sweet pussy until her gaze is soft and dreamy, her hips writhing in my hands with every stroke of my tongue. And when I crawl over her, she wraps her arms around me, dragging me down until I’m flush with her body. Our lips touch, and she moans into my mouth.
“Chase…”
“Yeah?” I guide my cock along her slick seam, aching to fill her again.
“I’m so glad you’re my bodyguard,” she pants, a hint of a smile crossing her lips until I nudge into her arousal and she tips her head back.
She’s so fucking beautiful, her red hair strewn over the pillows and her breasts bared for me. Her cheeks are flushed, and even that little pink blotch on her cheek is brighter now.
“Oh, me too, baby,” I rasp, gripping her round hips as I push in deep.
Harper stirs in the morning,her warm hand coming to rest against my cheek for a moment. Then her legs brush past mine, the edge of the sheet pulling away from me as she climbs out of bed.
“You getting up?” I stretch out my arms.
She nods. “I need to get caught up with messages. Figure out the flight.”
“OK. I’ll text Cass to let him know what’s up.”
Her brow furrows in concern. “Will he be upset about losing you?”
I laugh. “Nah, I don’t think so. He’ll probably give me a pat on the back next time he sees me. He knows I’ve been doing this gig too long. It’s time for a change.”
Her eyes meet mine, and she grins. I watch as she digs inside her bag for something. The sun is beaming through the glass balcony doors, reflecting off the waves in her mussed red hair. It’s making me smile, thinking what I did to her last night to muss it.
She pulls out her phone, then sits at the edge of the bed to turn it on. A clash of sounds ring out all at once: a dozen beeps and dings and whoopsand…
Hold on.
Is that my solo from 6ixPack’s number one hit, “Tell Me U Love Me”?
“Oh my God.” Harper spins to face me, clasping her hand over her mouth. “That wasn’t— You weren’t supposed to hear that—” She shakes her head frantically. “I’ll turn it off.”
I chuckle as she silences it. “Is that your ringtone?”
