Page 149 of Flipping the Script

“No, but I’ll give you bragging rights.”

“Deal.” He nipped at the skin just under my ear. “You know what else I’ve never done before?”

“What?” I slid my hands under his shirt.

He lifted his head, a knowing smile tilting one side of his mouth. “Been fucked by a groupie. Think you can outlast me?”

“You know I can.” I raked my nails down his back.

His pupils dilated as he drew in a hissing breath.

“I really hope this bed is as solid as it looks,” he said. “Not like when you met me in Boston.”

I barked out a laugh. I’d flown out to meet him during a tour last year, and we had an enthusiastic reunion that ended with multiple orgasms and a broken bed thanks to some new moves we tried out.

We’d managed to keep that quiet from the public and paid for the repairs, but his team still wouldn’t let us live it down.

“I don’t know, that sounds like a challenge,” I teased.

“You know me. I can never resist a good challenge.” He smiled fondly, and my breath caught for entirely different reasons. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

With a soft sigh, Bas tucked his face against my neck and lay on me, holding me in a tight hug.

I hugged him back and breathed him in, enjoying being able to touch him like this again.

“I don’t like sleeping without you,” he said against my skin.

“I know, babe. I hate it too.” Gently, I carded my fingers through his hair.

“I’m really glad you’re here.” He pressed several soft kisses against my neck.

“Me too.”

“And really loving the outfit.” He dragged his cock against mine and lifted his head, his expression dark and a little feral. “Ready to be my groupie?”

I dragged my teeth over my bottom lip, knowing what that would do to him. “As long as you’re ready for me to win.”

“You’re going to cheat again, aren’t you?”

“Is it cheating or using all available tools at my disposal?” I asked.

Bas barked out a laugh, and the joy radiating off him warmed me from the inside.

Bas wasn’t just the man I loved. He was my partner, my best friend, and my biggest supporter. He made every day a little brighter, and I couldn’t wait to spend the rest of our lives loving each other.

And breaking more beds.