Page 162 of Malice and Surrender
“Try me.” My voice was husky, and I licked my lip, letting her see just how much I hoped she tried to test my patience.
Sherry stepped back like she expected me to leap up from the seat at any moment.
“I have a stress ball,” Sherry said, her voice soft. She was always the same, sweet and helpful. The rest of the band thought I’d fucked her a million times, but we’d never touched. Other than for her to do my hair, of course. Just because the rest of them couldn’t keep it in their pants, they thought I fucked everyone that walked into my dressing room. Idiots.
Raine was the first to break the staring contest, her eyes going to Sherry. “Good, I can hit him with it.”
“Oh, I didn’t mean…um…I’m done, so I’m going to go. If you change your mind, hunt me down,” Sherry said. She gathered her array of sprays and muds, combs and brushes, and stuffed them all in her bag before making her mad escape.
I leaned forward to inspect the job that Lori, my makeup artist, had done. Other than the slight swelling around my left eye—that no amount of ice was getting rid of until it was good and ready—the rest of the bruising from the fight with Kai was covered.
“I can’t believe you just said that in front of someone that works with you.”
Turning in my chair to face Raine, I gave her a hard stare. “Yeah, ?cause that is the worst public embarrassment you’ve had in the last twenty-four hours,” I said.
The moment I saw the bite mark—hidden by the sexy outfit Raine was wearing—and the tattoo of Kai’s name, I almost lost my mind. He moved fast. I didn’t think he would work so quickly to try and tear us apart, but I’d underestimated him and would use these three days to my advantage. Fuck Kai and his marking. If he could do it, then so could I.
Raine’s face became a vibrant shade of red as she blinked and looked away.
“Fair enough.”
“So, we are going somewhere after the concert, and I don’t want any arguments.”
Standing, I stretched and peeled off the T-shirt I wore to put on the one chosen for tonight.
“You’re really fucking bossy. Has anyone ever told you that?” Raine crossed her arms over her chest, pushing her sexy tits up in the low-cut top.
I sauntered across the room, and the closer I got, the more she looked around like she was trying to find an exit. She was fucking adorable.
“I’m very bossy, but you also like it.” Stopping in front of her, I glanced down at her cleavage. It was making my mouth water. “I’m going to enjoy getting you out of this later.”
Raine pulled down on the short skirt that would’ve shown off her ass if it hadn’t been for the leggings she was wearing underneath. I was tempted to cut the leggings off her body, but I figured I’d kill one of my bandmates for staring at her ass if I did that. They wouldn’t be able to resist. Marcus was the worst. He had a sex drive like I’d never seen. While performing a concert in the Bahamas, I walked in on him fucking an entire watermelon. The guy had it on his makeup table going to town while red juice sprayed everywhere.
He didn’t bat an eye as he looked over and said he still preferred coconuts. That was the last time I walked into his dressing room without knocking and asking if he was decent. That was also key since he really didn’t care if the world knew the crazy shit he did. It was also why I never questioned the exorbitant cleaning bills that always came from his room. I never wanted to fucking know.
Draping my arms over Raine’s shoulders, I leaned on her. She scowled, but under the annoyed façade, she was already picturing me stripping her later. I could see it in her eyes.
“Don’t you trust me to make it worth your while?” I stuck out my bottom lip, purposely wetting it with my tongue.
“The last time you said that, I ended up being chased through a cemetery,” she said, making me smirk.
“Yes, and if I remember correctly, you came multiple times.” Dipping my head to hers, I nipped at her bottom lip until she opened her mouth so I could kiss her. Our tongues lashed as the kiss went from sweet to intense and all-consuming. It was tempting me to say fuck it to the concert, so I broke away. I looked down into her face, loving the hooded eyes and swollen lips. I moved closer to her ear.
“You screamed my name so loud they heard you cumming in the next town.” Raine shivered, and my cock rose. I pictured being inside her and planned on bending her over every piece of furniture in the hotel room.
I sucked in a deep breath before I was late for my own concert. It wouldn’t be the first time, but it would be when I was already on site and because I was fucking someone.
Bang, bang, bang
Raine let out a yip at the loud knock. “Yo man! It’s time,” Damon called out.
“That’s my cue. You ready?” Raine smiled and nodded even though I could see her shaking. “You’ll be fine. You get the best seat in the house.”
Linking my hand with hers, we walked for the door. The guys all wore the same creepy stare as I swung the door open. They didn’t even blink as they looked Raine—in her sexy outfit—up and down. Even used to them, I found it annoying after the first five seconds.
“You can stop staring now. Yes, you know her, yes, it’s serious, and no, you can’t fuck her.”
“Dammit,” Marcus said, unsurprisingly.
