As soon as the door was closed, he said, “I saw that.”
“What?” I tried to sound innocent. He couldn’t possibly have known I was just checking his drummer out.
“You know what. The moment between you and Kelly. Why can’t you just admit you’re into him?”
I rolled my eyes, fully ready to deny it. I didn’t want him to think this was history repeating itself in some kind of twisted way.
His hand shot to my throat, not using any force, but just putting it there made my whole body respond. I raised my chin, looking him in the eyes and begging him to take me.
His teeth scraped along my ear and nipped the lobe. “Don’t lie to me, Maia. I don’t care if you’re attracted to him. Hell, I’m attracted to him. Let’s be adults and be honest about that instead of pretending just because I fuck you until you scream means you can’t be into anyone else.”
He nuzzled my neck and sighed. “You’re still putting yourself in that box and I can’t stand it. I don’t give a fuck if you don’t want to be monogamous. I know you’re not wired that way.”
Oh shit, his growly voice in my ear was too much. I moaned and pressed my hips forward.
“That turns you on, doesn’t it, little slut? Maybe I’ll get him in here right now and share my whore with him, let him do whatever he wants to you while I watch.”
If almost anyone else called those names, I’d leave. But from Zane, who respected me and was only playing into the very fantasies I’d shared with him, it made me want to beg for more.
He cupped my ass, grinding me into his hardness, one of his thick thighs pressing between mine.
“You’d be jealous,” I said, challenging him with my eyes, daring him to do it.
He laughed. The motherfucker actually laughed. “I have a few fantasies of my own.”
He abruptly released me, leaving me panting and needy.
“I need to hop in the shower and get ready for the show,” he said, stripping his shirt off.
“I could help you get clean…” I offered, reaching for his bare chest.
He grasped my hands and pushed me towards the bed. “You? Better be naked and ready when I get out of the shower. Touch yourself, but don’t you dare come.”
I did as I was told, having to slow down as I pictured him naked in the shower, water running down the planes and ridges of his body. Was he hard thinking about me touching myself?
By the time he appeared in the doorway, I was mindless with need.
He pushed my thighs apart and parted me with a finger, thrusting in just a little without giving me what I wanted. I whimpered and bucked my hips to force him deeper.
“Greedy girl. I’ve spoiled my little whore. I think I’ll make you wait for it.”
He sucked his wet fingertip into his mouth and smacked my thigh lightly. “Get ready to go.”
I groaned in frustration, about ready to flout his rules and get myself off.
Before my hand even made it down there, he said, “Don’t even think about it.”
He wasn’t even looking at me as he moved around the room getting dressed.
I got up, resigned to being horny for the rest of the night, only giving in because I knew when he delivered on what he was building it would be worth the wait.
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MAIA
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