I wrapped my arms around her small body, pulling her closer to me until I knew we couldn’t be any closer. She’s shivering against me, drawing out tingles all over me. “I don’t ever want you to regret me, Harley,’’ I breathed out and a weight disappeared from my shoulders. I didn’t think a woman, a person, could make me feel so much at once and I didn’t think I could be so scared of my own feelings, needing to talk about them so much.
“It’s impossible, Dex. I…’’ She tightened her arms around me. “You stole my heart.’’
My breath hitched and my fucking body tensed. “Are you… Are you…’’ Fuck, I couldn’t manage a simple sentence. But it’s not such a simple sentence. To this day, it’s the most important words I ever had to hear. “Harley, tell me.’’
She looked up, still plastered against me. Her little chin right over my left pec, right where my heart is trying to find a path out of my chest to reach out to hers. In her green eyes, big and apprehensive, I saw my world. It was insane after such a short amount of time, but it just was.
“I love you, Dex.’’
Looking away from her stunning eyes was impossible. I wanted this perfect moment to last and I didn’t give a flying fuck if I sounded like a chick. “I love you,’’ I growled and erased the space between our mouths.
Kissing her was unavoidable.
Kissing her had always been a thrill to my very core, but this time it was that much more because she forced into me hope. I tasted it in her mouth, in the way her hands worked my clothes off me, in the way she pushed into me, seeking my rock hard cock.
“I need you, Harley,’’ I hissed between kisses when she wrapped her small hand around my aching hard on.
“I’m here,’’ she replied breathlessly. “Take me. I need to feel you.’’
I pulled away just long enough to strip her of her t-shirt, pants and underwear and pushed her against the bay window. I took a step back, ignoring my aching cock free of my pants, and watched Harley. Her chest heaved with her every breath and her thighs quivered under her weight as she pushed her back harder into the glass of the bay window. Her hands, flat on the glass, made me want to grab them, pull them above her head and fuck her while keeping them there, restrained. But when my eyes landed on her hooded gaze fixed on my cock, I lost it.
I tugged off my t-shirt and quickly grabbed a condom from my wallet before throwing it aside, not minding if it landed in the pool or not. I had tunnel vision and only my sexy girl counted.
My fist closed around the condom. I went for another kiss and let my tongue explore her perfect mouth as my other hand massaged her breast, my fingers playing with her tight little nipple. She moaned in my mouth and the sound went straight to my balls, making me twitch against her soft stomach.
“Foreplay later, yeah?’’ I asked in a husky voice I knew drove her wild. She shivered and quickly nodded, her eyes still on my lips as if she contemplated devouring me.
“Take me, please. Now, Dex. Now.’’
I put on the condom with a shaky hand and I cursed myself quietly for being so visibly affected. But she didn’t mind, she only licked a path along my neck until I groaned her name and grabbed both of her wrists in my hand and pulled them above us after I grabbed her and hoisted her up.
She was here with me.
I locked eyes with her and thrust in her tight, wet pussy.
“Harley,’’ I breathed out, my voice strangled from pleasure and the fucking love pouring through me.
“I love you, Dex. I love you.’’ She kissed me and bowed until her tight little nipples touched my chest.
I put my forehead against her, pulled out almost completely, closing my eyes and moaning out into the night with her when her pussy clenched around my cock. “I love you with every complete and broken piece of me.’’
*
HARLEY
Cuddling naked on the couch with Dex could almost make me forget the mess outside. With his strong arms around me, his hands on my hips and behind my head and his heart beating steadily against my ear, I let my eyes close. I took a deep breath and let his smell mixed with mine bathe me.
“When I think what a jerk I was when we first met I wonder how you could ever give me the time of day,’’ he said with a smile in his voice.
I kissed his chest without moving and ran my fingers over his tight abs, drawing the flames leading to his groin with my fingertips. “I wanted to strangle you that first day. You drove me crazy. And I also thought you were the most gorgeous man I had ever met.’’
“Fuck, I feel like I should apologize again.’’ He chuckled and I loved the sound. From the way I was sprawled almost completely over him I felt it coming from within him, warming me and making me happier for knowing I could bring out a lighter side to this sometimes too intense and dark man. “You changed my life, Harley. Now, I have to work toward getting you to move in here with me permanently.’’
“You’re crazy.’’ I laughed into his chest and kissed it again, watching goosebumps breaking out over his skin.
“I told you I would have you here with me by the end of summer. I still have a little while to work on you.’’ He kissed the top of my head and I shivered when his hand gently weighing on my neck travelled through my hair. “You said you wouldn’t leave me, Harley, and I’ll hold you up to it. I can’t live without my heart and I don’t want it back.’’
My heart swelled so much it seemed like it was pushing against my ribcage. My feelings for him were getting too big for my little heart alone and they poured through me until I was only a pile of goo. I kissed his chest again and closed my eyes with a little smile on my face.
“As long as you don’t give mine back, Dex, I won’t give back yours.’’ His arm around me tightened. “You know, I think there’s a way we can contain the circus with the media.’’
His body tensed under me. I looked up to find him frowning at me, his lips a straight line and looking nothing like their usual bow-shape.
“I don’t want us to think about this shit now, Harley.’’
“It’s okay,’’ I whispered and smiled at him, still calm when an hour ago I was wound up so tight it’s a wonder I hadn’t had a mental breakdown. But knowing how deep his feelings for me run and how all in he was, I was more serene, as if the whole paparazzi fiasco didn’t matter so much anymore. I never thought coming to LA would lead me to this and not once did I ever want to be in the spotlight quite like this, but for this man I’d do pretty much anything. That was his life and so a part of him. It’s time I accepted it instead of fighting it. I just hoped we would be able to keep Maxen’s absence under wraps. “If we agree to an interview together and if you give more than your usual one-word answer, it should calm these vultures for a while. We just need a good rehearsal of our answers.’’
“You’d do that?’’ His smoky voice rumbled from inside him, turning my nipples into hard peaks.
“It’s a risk but I think it can work. And anyway, to be with you and protect you and the guys? Yes. Our relationship is more important and I know my blog will be fine in time. I believe in us, Dex.’’
His dark, intense eyes bore into me. He kept quiet for a while as if thinking hard, but under my palm I knew his heart was beating harder and harder as if he was going through a storm of emotions.
“Harley, for the first time in my life I understand what it means to love so much that it hurts. And it’s fucking beautiful.’’
Two months later…
DEX
“I still think it’s too soon,’’ Floyd grumbled as he put Harley’s last box in our bedroom in my house, a house that was becoming ours. “The mess you created with that public kiss is only just now dying down.’’
“You know I would never hurt her.’’ I crossed my arms over my bare chest as Floyd kept on frowning at the big bedroom and the huge bed. He had been surly since Harley and I became an official couple two months ago. The man was more of a papa bear than I first thought. “There’s more chance of her bre
aking my heart.’’
He waved my words off and walked out of the bedroom with me on his heels. “As if. My daughter is completely infatuated with you. Even when she was a hormonal teenager she wasn’t like this.’’
“Thank you, Dad. It’s always nice to hear you talking like this about me,’’ Harley said coming out from a bedroom we turned into her office last month. Her green eyes trained on her father before they stopped on me and her shy smile appeared. I hoped like hell she would never stop smiling at me like this.
“I’m only looking out for you,’’ Floyd said and squeezed her shoulder before he stalked to the stairs. “I need something to drink.’’
“There’s fresh lemonade in the fridge. And tell Otis and Beckett that they have the whiskey they like in the wet bar. I bought some yesterday.’’
I smiled at how domestic she turned out to be with me here. I never thought I’d love it so much. She still had a hard time calling this house hers, but she was starting to get that what I had was hers. Just like she was mine and I was hers.
And always having her here with me was the best. Being able to fuck her whenever we wanted was pretty awesome too.
She wrapped her arms around my waist and nuzzled her face into my bare chest. Her warm breath against my skin made me shiver. I put my arms around her and inhaled her sweet vanilla scent.
“I’m so fucking happy you’re here to stay, Harley.’’
She kissed my left pec like she often did when I said something she loved. I tightened my arms around her. It was insane, but I wanted to get inside her, to be as close to her as possible and even sex wasn’t enough. It was close and still fucking out of this world, but it was never enough. That woman had me head over heels in love with her.
“Are you ready to go and get Maxen tomorrow?’’ she asked me softly, her lips brushing my skin and goosebumps broke out on my skin. My cock didn’t wait much longer before it started hardening. She tilted her head up, smiling as she looked at me from under her eyelashes when it pushed against her stomach.
“I missed the fucker. A visit every week wasn’t enough.’’
She kissed my pec again and pulled back. I reluctantly let her go. “I can’t believe we were able to hide his stay in rehab. Good thing you’ve been tweeting like crazy to tease the fans regarding the new songs.’’
“I followed your orders,’’ I said and shrugged, lacing my fingers through hers as we stepped down the stairs. We could hear Otis moaning about his boring summer when he couldn’t go to a single party to keep the pretense that we were all holed up in the studio to record the new album. Beckett was mocking him sarcastically and Floyd seemed to be on the phone, probably still lining up more appearances for us in the following week along with some studio time next month to make quick work of recording the album.
I worked my ass off over the last two months to write the best songs we ever had for the next album. Otis, Beckett, and I recorded some demos to pass along to Maxen when we would visit him to give us some more ideas to improve the drums that Beckett knew how to play even though nothing nearly as good as Maxen. Somehow, we made it work and we had a good line-up of twenty songs for the new albums. We would probably strike five of them and keep the rest for a special treat during our live shows. The fans loved it when we used to do it after our first album came out and for once we had enough material to give them back a little something special.
“Harley,’’ I said and stopped her before we rounded the wall and strolled into the kitchen where Otis, Beckett, and Floyd were. “Thank you for moving in with me. I know you’re doing a lot for me and I love you more for it.’’
“I’m doing it as much for you as it is for me, Dex. I can’t leave you and I only had Delaney back in New York. Now that I left I don’t think she’ll stay much longer over there.’’
I had met Delaney when I went to New York with Harley to help her pack all of her stuff. She was a nice girl if a little chatty and into gossip, but it had been obvious how much she cared for Harley when she threatened to cut my balls and feed them to her neighbor’s crazy dog if I ever made her best friend cry. And in the same breath, she told me how much she loved Kinky Shine’s music.
“Tell her she could stay here for a little while if she wanted to take the jump.’’
“You’re the best,’’ she said and hugged me sideways as she started walking again. “But you don’t know the girl. Her pride is something else.’’
“Yeah well, if her being in LA is the last thing you need to make sure you don’t ever leave, I wouldn’t mind kidnapping her and bringing her here,’’ I grumbled and Harley laughed right when we walked in the kitchen and upon hearing her singing laugh, her father brightened and smiled.
Otis and Beckett stared at us with amusement even though Beckett didn’t share his emotions as easily as Otis.
Fuck, my life was good.
I had the woman of my dreams, a successful band, friends that had my back and a manager who would be family one day if I had my way.
Soon…
Four months later…
HARLEY
I walked in the house, surprised that Dex wasn’t jumping on me as soon as my keys rattled against the front door. He had been so gloomy when I left two days ago for New York to do an interview of a newly signed band I had been following for the last two years that I expected him to be behind the door as soon as my keys rattled. When I had seen him stalking the band online before I left, I had realized it was more than just me leaving that bothered him, but the band members themselves. Jealousy in Dex was pretty sexy and that made it for one crazy goodbye night.
I put down my small luggage next to the front door and walked in. I made a move to turn on the lights in the big living room, but then I caught the flickering flames of dozens of candles around the table set for a romantic dinner for two. And Dex was standing next to the table, wearing my favorite destroyed black jeans and the t-shirt he had had on when we first met during that disastrous interview.
We went through a lot these last few months and even though sometimes it had been tough to be dating the worldwide known Dex Bowers, he always made me remember how worth it it was and how much I loved that intense, tattooed rocker asshole.
“Dex?’’
His smirk relaxed when he heard his name and the dimple I loved so much carved deeper in his cheek covered by a day’s worth of short stubble.
“I’m so fucking happy you’re back home, baby,’’ he growled and swaggered to me, his eyes drinking me in from my green ballet flats on my feet to my forest green hoodie. With the way he was devouring me with his eyes you’d think I was parading around naked.
As soon as I was within reaching distance he grabbed my wrists and tugged me into him and kissed the hell out of me. His stubble scratched my face deliciously as his lips worked on mine until I opened them for his tongue to meet mine. I moaned when I had my first taste of the man that had me hooked on him. It’d been two days, almost three so basically too many days without him.
“I’ve missed you,’’ I said breathlessly between kisses as I stood on my tiptoes, trying to deepen the kisses even more.
“Me too. Fuck, you have no idea,’’ he growled into my neck as he trailed open-mouthed kisses there that made me want to strip myself. “But first we need to eat before it gets cold.’’
“Eat?’’ I pulled back, frowning at him. “Since when do you turn down sex for food?’’
“If you think I’m not going to fuck you all night long, you’re out of your mind,’’ he said, chuckling to himself as if he was enjoying himself greatly. There was something I was missing. I didn’t know what it was, but it felt strange.
I eyed him a little longer and finally let him lead me to the table where an appetizing assortment of cold food and grilled salmon was waiting for us. He remembered how queasy I was after a flight. Just for that, I wanted to kiss him silly even more. But instead, I sat and watched him do the same in front of me. And that’s when I realized what I mi
ssed when he attacked me with his sexy mouth.
He was a ball of nerves.
He toyed with his knife and fork as he watched me serve myself some spinach salad. His knee was bouncing under the table, moving the napkin. I wanted to ask what was going on, but knowing him as well as I did, pushing him wouldn’t do any good. So, I started eating the delicious salad while watching him as he moved his food around his plate like a little boy who didn’t want to eat his vegetables.
“How was your day?’’ I finally asked, trying to engage some conversation that would help him relax a bit.
“Good. The band had a meeting with your father and the PR team regarding the launch of the album next week. It’s going to be some crazy shit.’’
“Are you nervous?’’ Maybe that’s why he seemed on edge. Releasing a new album was pretty intense from what I had seen and I knew him and the guys were afraid the fans and critics wouldn’t enjoy this one as much considering some of the songs are more sentimental than their usual. But that didn’t mean they didn’t record some sultry sexy songs that would sure make women want to have sex with their other half. And if they were single they’d probably have one of the band members starring as the male interest in their fantasy.
“A little, but at the same time it’s our best sound to date.’’
“You know I love it. Your songs are amazing and you guys have made something incredible with the melodies. You don’t have to be nervous.’’ I put down my knife and extended my hand to take his in mine. He laced his fingers through mine like he always did when we were holding hands. I loved it when he did that. My heart always beat an extra beat.
“That’s not why I’m…’’ he waved at himself with his other hand, shaking his head and frowning. “I’m fucking this up.’’
“What? No, it’s great. And this salmon is delicious.’’ I smiled at him, touched that he went out of his way to get a nice dinner set for us and how he wanted me to enjoy myself. It was funny because whenever he was close to me I was having fun, I felt wonderful and happy like I had never been before. Over the few months of our relationship my love for him grew so much more as days passed and I discovered more of him. Damn, I even loved his quirks and yet when he forgets to close the lid on the toothpaste that should piss me off. But no.
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