Who am I?
Liam cut off his smile before it could appear by dragging his bottom lip through his teeth.
My stupid heart somersaulted.
Bringing his gaze back to the adoring fans, he quickly stalked offstage and appeared a few moments later with his guitar, starting the next song without pause.
I blinked, feeling out of breath and…wanting more.
More of what? That I didn’t know.
The adrenaline surging through me moments ago slowly dripped away as the band played song after song, and I fell back into the rhythm of being just another fan in the mass of faces.
Halfway through their set, they started a new song I didn’t recognize. Liam handed off his guitar to someone behind stage and came back with a single black rose, sending all of the women into a jumping fit. It was like feeding time at the zoo, the way they were all in a frenzy, but it was Liam who was now looking at the crowd with hungry eyes.
Moaning into the microphone as Lexie worked the strings on her bass guitar, Liam sensually moved the flower up and down his body, bringing it back to his nose and inhaling.
My cheeks warmed, and my pulse picked up.
He watched the mass of men and women carefully, like he was choosing his prey.
Center of the room
You lift up your shirt
Knee-high boots
And a short little skirt
You turn your back
And press up against me
Lips so soft
I feel release and I’m set free
Then, with a small pull at his lips, he suddenly jumped off the front of the stage and leisurely prowled through the sea of people with two security guards in tow.
Vodka sour
You lick the rim
Your kiss burns just like gin
Oh, I want to taste your sin
He stopped in front of a gorgeous brunette and handed her the flower, singing the chorus with his body pressed into hers.
Lips of fire
Let me taste
All your deepest desires
You scream my name
Like a full-piece choir
