Page 109 of Dirty Like Seth
He came to me, finally, and peeled my panties off, then lowered himself slowly over me. I’d just had a totally mind-melting orgasm, yet I was breathless with need. “What the hell is happening…?” I managed. I wasn’t even talking about the sex,exactly.
“What?This…?” he asked, kissing his way up my neck. “This is happening…” He nibbled his way up to my ear. “It’s fuckingon.” He licked the sensitive spot below my ear and whispered, “I wantyou.”
Yeah. I wanted him, too… And I was so crazy turned on by hiscertainty.
“I’ve been through shit, Elle,” he rasped in my ear as he lined up his cock with my pussy, “and I know a goodthing.”
I did,too.
I wrapped my legs around his waist as he pushed into me, filling me. I closed my eyes, savoring the feeling as my body hummed with pleasure. I wanted more of it. I wanted more ofhim.
“You okay?” he asked, brushing his mouth over my bottomlip.
“Yeah.” I opened my eyes, meeting his gaze. Then I kissed him softly. “Give it tome.”
He did. He gave it to me deep… thorough and slow. He was watching my face, my lips, parted and trembling as I breathed… my eyes, drifting closed and open as I rode the sensations… being filled by him, over andagain…
“That good, baby?” hemurmured.
“So good…” Ibreathed.
He’d never called mebabybefore. I likedit.
I likedhim.
I grabbed his ass and tried to pull him deeper. I wanted him as deep as he could get. I wanted him to come harder than he’d ever come. I wanted him to forget every other girl he’d everhad.
I wanted him to bemine.
And when he suddenly lost it, giving up the struggle to hold himself back and letting himself go, his cock jerking inside me… it set me off. I came with him, rolling on the waves of ecstasy withhim.
His eyes caught mine as he panted for breath above me. His mouth was open, his lips swollen. His eyes were smoky-dark.
He looked so beautiful… strong and vulnerable, in the aftermath ofsex.
He looked like a man inlove.
He pressed his forehead to mine… and it felt so right. Just breathing with him. Holding himclose.
I knew this wasn’t supposed to happen. We bothdid.
We weren’t supposed to fall for each other… but we were. We both knew wewere.
I was falling for Seth Brothers, and he was falling for me… hard andfast.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Seth
The auditions had ended.Six full days of them, and Dirty was finished hearing guitarists inVancouver.
The next stage in the process, Elle had informed me, would involve more auditions, if they decided to go there. But apparently they had two prospects they were seriouslyconsidering.
“There’s this guy who came up from Atlanta, and another one from Toronto,” she explained. “Neither one of them is perfect, but we’ve given up on that.” She gazed at me across the room, the guilt clear in her steel-gray eyes. We were in her studio, setting up to play. “Brody and Liv are in talks now with the series producers, figuring out if we want to continue the auditions or just start narrowing it down now with what we have. It’s a whole fuckingprocess.”
She sounded weary of that process as she flopped into the big, fluffy white chair in the corner by the windows. She looked like an angel sitting in it, the soft morning light glowing in through the windows behind her. She was cupping a mug of coffee and watching me change a broken string on my favoriteFender.
“You have to do what’s best for the band, right?” I said,noncommittally.
