He’d been…amazing. He listened to me talk, then offered bits and pieces about himself. After a while, it felt like I was talking to someone I’d known for years. And the whiskey certainly helped fuel the conversation.
I hadn’t wanted the night to end. It was like Garrett and I were in our own little bubble, the rest of the world ceasing to exist. I wanted it to last forever.
Then he’d kissed me. It was the most intense, passionate kiss I’d ever experienced. When we finally broke apartboth of us were struggling to regulate our breathing. I ignored that annoying little voice in the back of my head warning me that I was moving too fast, and shot Corrie a quick text telling her to leave without me before kissing him again.
The kiss suddenly turned into something else, and before I knew it, Garrett and I were tangled together on that huge four-poster bed.
Not once did I stop to consider what I was actually doing. I turned my brain off and simply allowed myself to feel.
Before I knew what was happening I’d been stripped naked. The way his jade eyes glazed as he stared down at my naked body made me feel invincible, like he wanted nothing more than to spend the next several hours devouring me.
And it only got better from there.
I screamed and moaned until my voice grew hoarse when he’d buried his fingers between my thighs. I’d barely come back to earth from the two orgasms he’d given me with his just his hand when he was suddenly hovering over me, thrusting his long, thick cock to the hilt.
“Christ, sweetness, you’re pussy’s so fuckin’ tight.”
“Don’t stop.God, don’t stop!” I chanted, teetering precariously close to the edge of a release more brilliant than anything I’d ever felt. “I’m so close.”
“I know, baby,” he grunted. “Can feel you squeezing the shit outta my cock.”
Garrett sat back on his haunches and grabbed hold of my hips as he powered in and out, in and out, pulling me down on him each time he thrust forward. “Get there, baby. I’m about to come.”
His thumb moved down to where we connected and began rubbing my clit in tight, hard circles. That was all it took. Just like that I came, crying out as I crashed headlong into the most epic orgasm ever.
I could barely breathe, barely move as he buried himself balls-deep and roared with his own release, coming on a string of expletive-laced grunts. His weight hit my body once he finished, his dick still jerking inside me. It was perfect—hands down the best sex of my fucking life.
Exhaustion began to set in as I slowly came down. And as my vision started to blur, the edges growing dark, a smile spread across my face so wide it made my cheeks hurt.
The heat from Garrett’s body wrapped around me like a warm blanket, and the last thing I thought as sleep pulled me under wasI’m so glad I let Corrine talk me into coming tonight.
THREE
Sunlight beatthrough my closed eyelids, sending a spike of pain through my skull. I turned away from the bright, offending light with a low, miserable groan.
Slowly, I managed to peel one eye open to take in my surroundings. Panic at the unfamiliar room crashed over me like a wave for a few seconds. Then my brain reengaged and I remembered exactly what had happened, and I found myself smiling despite my hangover.
I forced both eyes open and reached across the soft, cushy mattress in search of Garrett’s big, warm body, but came into contact with nothing. Sitting up with the silky sheet wrapped around my naked breasts, I scanned the room in search of him only to discover I was all alone. A sudden bang on the bedroom door gave me a start just before it crashed open, and a woman I’d never seen before sauntered in like she owned the place.
Her glossy ebony hair hung past her shoulders in perfect waves. While I had no doubt I looked like a rumpled, thoroughly fucked mess, she looked like she’d just stepped off a catwalk. She was, by far, the most beautiful woman I’d ever laid eyes on, and I may have been a bit envious at how put togethershe appeared. But the most unsettling thing about her sudden appearance was the frigidness in her ice blue eyes as she scowled down at me.
“Uh… hi.”
“Get your shit and get dressed. Time for all groupies and gold-digging whores to exit the premises.”
“Excuse me?” My back shot straight at her insult, and anger began clawing at my stomach. “Who the hell are you?”
Her red-painted lips curved up into a hateful sneer. I didn’t know who the woman was, or what had crawled up her ass, but if she didn’t drop the attitude I’d show her I was capable of out-bitching her. I’d dealt with too much shit the past few years, and I wasn’t willing to put up with any more from the likes of her.
“I’m Kimber. I’m the personal assistant for the guys.”
“What guys?”
She rolled her heavily shadowed eyes like dealing with me was beneath her. Seriously, who the hell was in full makeup and hair that damn early in the morning? “The band.” She was the assistant for the band? What in the world did that possibly have to do with Garrett and me? “Come on, honey. Try to keep up. I know their hookups aren’t normally known for being all that bright, but this is just ridiculous.”
“Where’s Garrett?” I asked, my jaw clenched tight in order to keep from leaping across the bed and throttling the she-devil. “I want to talk to Garrett.”
Her malicious laughter echoed in my ears and bounced around my aching skull. “Oh, you poor, stupid girl. That’s not going to happen. Give yourself a pat on the back for managing to fuck the drummer of Civil Corruption, then get your shit. It’s time to go.”
