Taryn Belle - In For Keeps / Under His Touch

Dev stepped out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his hips. Her eyes went to the muscular indentations at his hips that pointed down toward his perfect package. A jolt fired through her limbs. God, but he was fucking ruinous.

Wordlessly, he pulled her toward him and claimed her mouth with his. She yielded against his chest as he ran a hand up her back and into her hair. His tongue slid against hers with the promise of more to come, causing her belly to go molten. What the hell was happening to her? She’d become insatiable. “I thought you’d keep me waiting all night,” he said against her mouth, running his tongue over her lip.

“You got off stage twenty minutes ago.”

“Longest twenty minutes of my life.”

Her knees went weak as their kiss deepened. She pounded a hand on his back and broke away from him breathlessly. “You are too much for me, rock star,” she gasped. “I don’t even know what to do with myself.”

“Then don’t do anything. Leave it all to me.” He was back on her, relentless. His need of her, his demand that she be his—it was so intoxicating. She curled a leg around his knee to bring him in closer.

“Let me show you the bed.” As he spoke with his mouth pressed to hers, he pushed her back bit by bit until the mattress hit the backs of her knees. She collapsed onto it, and he braced himself with his arms to lean over her. “Is it comfortable? Good enough for me to fuck you on?”

Kiki couldn’t resist. “I think you’d know better than me.”

He reached for her sweater and yanked the gaping neckline open, exposing her bra. “Not really,” he said, running a hand over the thin fabric. Her nipple went erect. “It’s brand-new.”

Kiki dropped onto the mattress, laughing. “It’s okay, Dev, you don’t have to bullshit me. I know you’ve had this bus for a decade and I still like you.”

His hand freed one of her breasts. He took it in his mouth, flicking his tongue across her nipple. She tried to bite back her whimper, but it was impossible. The sight of his cock tenting his towel had her coming apart. Dev lifted his lips long enough to speak. “If I’d known you wouldn’t mind it, I would have spared Chester the hassle,” he said, trailing kisses down her belly.

“Hassle?”

“Yeah. I put in an order to have the bed switched out just before I went onstage tonight.”

Kiki laughed deliriously. Dev’s show had started at 8 p.m. in a European city, whose businesses weren’t obsessed with twenty-four-hour shopping like they were in the US. How the hell had he managed to get a new bed purchased, brought in and made up in the past three hours? He was Dev Stone, that was how, and his world was as different from hers as another planet.

But more important, he had done it just for her. It was a piece of information that caught in her chest almost painfully. This was happening too fast. It was never meant to happen at all...because it couldn’t last. She exhaled, determined to rein herself in. “I guess I shouldn’t have doubted it. I forgot that you have people for that kind of—”

Her words froze in her throat as she felt his tongue sweep across her clit. She looked down, meeting his eyes as he shoved her skirt up roughly. He gripped her hips tightly enough to inflict mild pain, but his mouth on her was so gentle it made her cry out with a feeling she couldn’t quite name. The contrast of his desperate need for her and his soft mouth—it was mind-bending.

“The sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted,” Dev whispered before he sunk his tongue all the way inside her. And then his mouth was fastened to her clit, licking and sucking her toward her third climax of the night with the strength and power of a freight train. Before she even knew what was happening, it was washing over her, taking her breath away as her whole body tensed and shook. Finally, she released with a long sigh and collapsed onto the mattress.

And yet she still wasn’t satisfied. No—she was voracious, made of pure lust, and she’d never needed anything more than she needed him.

It was insanity.

Dev stood up and tugged at his towel, dropping it to the floor. His cock was so hard it barely fell forward. “See what you do to me?”

The sight of him naked kicked her heartbeat up even further. His wet hair lay over his brow in that way she loved, highlighting his aqua eyes. His abs rippled as he braced his arms on the bed on either side of her. “Are you ready for me to fuck you?”

She thrust her chest up and spread her legs open. “Never readier.”

As Dev reached for a condom and put it on, her pulse jumped with delicious anticipation. God, he was going to make her scream—

Her mind screeched with a sobering thought. “What about that?” she asked, gesturing to the cab up front.

“Soundproof,” Dev assured her.

“A must for any horny rock star.”

“Stop calling me that,” he said, reaching for her waist.

“So you’re not horny?”

“What does it feel like to you?”

Before she knew it, he’d flipped her onto her front like a rag doll. She gasped as he pulled her hips back and filled her opening with the tip of his cock. But then he stopped, teasing her as he moved those two inches in and out of her. A fresh wave of lust gripped her like a fist. “Dev. Fuck ,” she moaned.

“At your command,” he said, and with that he slammed himself into her up to the hilt. When he paused for a moment, she turned around to look at his face. It was the picture of ecstasy, driving her extreme arousal even higher. He locked his eyes onto hers, and then he leaned over her back and bit her earlobe. “Are you getting this, Kiki? How we feel together? It’s not just me, is it?”

Being filled with him was so good she could barely speak, but she tried. “No,” she managed just before he started to move. And God, how he moved. Every beautiful muscle in his torso tensed as he thrust into her mercilessly, driving himself toward what she could only imagine was his own pent-up pleasure. And she was the lucky recipient of his urgency. She dropped her chest to the bed to allow him to go deeper. “Yes!” she cried, countering his every movement with a stroke of her own.

Dev’s hands went to her shoulders, caressing them gently as he plunged into her with one final, impossibly deep thrust. She heard a low growl come out of him as he trembled behind her, lost in the climax of their passion.

At last he collapsed onto her back. “Jesus, Strawberry. How did I live without you for even one day?”

“Shit!”

The word, spat out furiously, jolted Dev awake. He bolted upright in bed, nearly banging his head on the overhead shelf. The bedside light was still on, illuminating the panic on Kiki’s face as her eyes darted around the room. Beneath them he could hear the low whine of the engine as the bus made its way steadily south toward Rome.

Dev put a hand on her arm, stroking it soothingly. “I should have warned you that it can take some getting used to. Pretty soon you’ll find that the movement will actually help you sleep.”

“It’s not that!” Kiki said, swinging her legs out of bed and reaching for her bra. “I should be on my bus!”

Dev shook his head as discouragement filled his chest. After everything that had happened yesterday, was he really back to square one with her? “I want you to stay with me. I thought that was obvious.”

“That’s not—”

“Do you need something? I have toothbrushes. Contact lens solution. Even pajamas with teddy bears on them if you want.” His eyes were on her face but hers were everywhere else, like a wild animal preparing to flee.