I lost her for a moment in the crowd earlier and nearly tore the place apart trying to find her. When I finally barged my way through the throng of fans, her eyes were wide and she looked fucking terrified.
It took all my self-control not to punch a fucking hole through the wall to get her out of there.
I don’t know what I would have done if she’d gotten hurt tonight.
Micah and I take our time in the shower with Sin sandwiched between us. Slowly, we soap her up, massaging the soap into her soft skin and then shampooing her hair. We stay quiet. All the words I might have running through my head tangle on my tongue and instead I put my entire focus on taking care of Sin.
When we’re done in the shower, we wrap her in a fluffy towel and take her to bed. I envelop her in my arms and she snuggles into my chest with Micah spooningher from behind.
Sin lets out a deep sigh which soothes something deep inside of me. When she presses a soft kiss to my chest, I’m filled with warmth. Her eyes flutter closed and I meet Micah’s eye over the top of Sin’s head. He’s looking blissed-out and love-drunk and presses a kiss to Sin’s shoulder as I snuggle closer until I’ve buried my face in her hair.
Her soft body pressed against me is enough of a reminder that she’s safe. I wait until her breathing evens out before I let sleep drag me down.
THE NEXT MORNING, Iwake-up with an angel in my arms, her hair spread over the pillow, face tucked against my chest. I wrap my arms tighter around Sin’s soft body and breathe in her sweet scent.
On her other side, Micah’s face pops up, looking half-asleep. “She’s safe, man.”
A rumble finds its way out of my chest before I can stifle it.
“That fucking backstage, man. I’ve had nightmares less terrifying,” I murmur as quietly as I can, not wanting to disturb Sin’s sleep. “They’d all lost their minds.”
He sighs heavily. “Yeah.”
If anyone knows how the crowd felt, it’s him.
“Were you wearing your cuff last night?”
He shakes his head. “Took it off as soon as things first turned nasty. I thought it was better to be able to pick up on any shifts in mood.”
“Could you make any sense of it?”
“I dunno, man. They were all this mixture of desperation and elation, dialed right up to eleven.”
I let out a soul-deep sigh. “Thank fuck for Dorian’s party trick.”
Sin squirms next to me and I press another kiss to her temple. It’s like I can’t keep my hands or my lips off her.
Then she squirms some more, grinding against me, and my cock instantly hardens.
Dammit. I don’t want her to wake up after the horror of last night with my fat cock pressing against her ass. I try to shift away, but she just wriggles closer until she’s pressed right up against me again.
“I don’t think she minds,” Micah murmurs with a little smirk.
Sin shifts once again until she’s grinding her ass right against my rock-hard cock. I groan as I’m hit with the scent of her arousal and my damn mouth waters.
Fuck. I want nothing more than to bury myself between her thighs.
I’ve made her come on my fingers and my tongue more times than I can count. And Micah and I have made her come between the two of us, leaving her a sated, limp noodle.
But I’ve never sunk my cock into her wet heat. Never experienced her pulsing around my dick like she does my finger when I’m sucking on her clit and finger fucking her until she clamps her thighs around my head.
I might still be hanging onto my virginity at the age of thirty, but that doesn’t mean I ever had any grand notions of losing it.
My cock just didn’t work right before. Before Sin.
She twists in my arms and presses a slow, hot kiss against my mouth and I suck on her lip, letting out a guttural groan.
“I want inside you,” I grunt, barely able to string the words together thanks to all the blood currently rushing to my cock.
