Rock Star Ex (11 page)

“Stop!
What are you doing?” he exclaimed in a low voice, not wanting to make a scene.

“I
thought it would be nice to shower with you,” she said, advancing again.

He
sidestepped her, slapped the curtain open with his arm, and grabbed his towel.
 

 
“Look, Giovanna, this isn’t right.
 
You shouldn’t be in here.”
 
He snatched her towel from the tiled floor
and handed it to her, not caring that it was sopping wet.

“What
do you mean?
 
I thought we had a nice
time last night,” she purred.
 
She
accepted the towel but made no move to cover herself.
 
He couldn’t help but notice her enormous boob
job.
 
The skin of her nipples was
stretched tight over the bulging orbs.

“It
was nice,” he said, trying to placate her.
 
“We all had a nice time partying together.
 
But look, I’m sorry, this isn’t going to
happen.
 
Not here.”
 
He said it in a gentle voice to ease the
humiliation for her.
 
She was buck-naked
and offering herself to him.
 
Helping her
salvage some of her pride was the right thing to do.

“Oh,
okay,” she said with a little pout.

He guessed
she thought it was sexy but the scrunch of the full collagen lips just reminded
him of cauliflower.
 
She slowly covered
herself, but the whole time her hungry eyes lingered on the towel now wrapped
around his waist.
 

“Maybe
another time, then,” she said, running a hand slowly down his arm, feeling every
muscle.
 
Then she slipped out of the
shower and quietly down the hall.

Ugh
.
 
He’d heard stories of groupies doing things
like this but had never imagined it happening to him.
 
Instead of it being a turn-on, as he’d
imagined, he felt…disturbed.
 
He stepped
back in the shower, setting it to hot, and began to wash the feel of her
fingers off him while he made a mental note to speak to Clayton about security.

****

It
was amazing how quickly a person could become nocturnal, Eve thought as she lined
her upper eyelids with black liquid liner.
 
Only a few days ago she was making herself go to bed on time in order to
preserve her eight-to-five schedule, and now, here it was eleven o’clock and
she hadn’t even had dinner yet.
 
She
supposed part of it had to do with her not having Chloe around to remind
her.
 

She
was too nervous to eat anyway.
 
They were
moving forward with the plan.
 
Tonight
Kate would be taking her photo with Devon for Facebook, and then tomorrow they
were going to start working on the video.

She
put on one of the new dresses they’d bought.
 
It was a shimmering gold material that hugged her body and had a
peekaboo cutout to give an enticing hint of cleavage.
 
The shoes were divine.
 
They were also gold with beautiful interwoven
straps and four-inch heels.
 
Deep down she
was glad for the chance to wear sexy clothes.
 
When they’d dated, Devon had really only seen her in the jeans and
sweatpants that were requisite for a college freshman.

“Okay,
we’re all set,” said Kate, walking into their bedroom.

“Is
he here?”

“Yup.
 
He’s all ready and waiting in the living
room.”

Eve stood
and examined herself in the closet mirror.

“Wow,
you look hot!” Kate said, high-fiving her.
 
“Let’s go make him sorry he was such an idiot.”

“Thanks.”
Eve smiled, feeling glad to have Kate as her friend.
 
Devon wouldn’t stand a chance, between the
two of them.

She
followed Kate out the door.
 
The suite
was just as large as the one they’d had in Los Angeles but was single-story and
the decor was Southwestern.
 
She couldn’t
remember exactly what hotel it was, just that they would be there one
night.
 
They were leaving directly after
the concert tomorrow and sleeping on the bus.
 

 
As they walked down the hall she noticed how
quiet it was.
 
“Where is everyone?”

“They
went out to eat and check out the local scene,” Kate said.
 
“We can catch up with them after.
 
Shouldn’t take too long to get the shot.”

They
emerged into the living room and there he was, lounging on the couch, in a
black t-shirt that looked soft to the touch, and jeans.
 
His hair was damp from a recent shower and the
dark stubble on his jaw gave him a dangerous look.
 
His eyes glinted dark blue as his gaze
fastened on her.
 

“You
look nice,” he said mildly.
 
“New dress?”
 
But she could almost feel his eyes burning
through it.

She
nodded.
 
“Courtesy of Clayton.
 
Looks like we’re continuing this groupie
thing longer than I expected.
 
Did Kate
fill you in on the video?”

He
nodded.
 
“I can shoot some stuff in the
afternoon.
 
We have rehearsal in the
morning.”

There
was an awkward silence.

“Okay,
so I’ve already taken care of the lighting,” Kate said to her.
 
“Devon was nice enough to sit there while I
ran a few test shots.
 
Go ahead and take
your spot, Eve.”

She
mentally squared her shoulders, preparing herself for what she was about to do,
and approached Devon.
 
His eyes did not
leave hers.
 
She gracefully eased herself
onto his firmly muscled thighs and put her right arm around his neck.
 
Her fingertips rested on the lean muscles
lining his collar.
 
It felt strange and
not strange to be sitting on his lap after all this time.
 
There were things she remembered that felt like
home, but there were also new things.
 
His cologne was different, and he had more stubble on his jaw than she
remembered.
 

She
felt him carefully wrap his arm around her to support her back and rested his
hand on her thigh.
 
All the contact was
beginning to cause a dance of sensations along her skin.

“Okay,
Devon, so it’s up to you to beat the other guys.
 
Feel free to move Eve around and use your
imagination,” Kate said as she looked through the viewfinder of her camera.
 
“She’ll help you.
 
Just try to keep your eyes on the camera, and
give us your best sexy look.”

****

She
felt light and sleek in his arms.
 
The
feel of her round bottom on his thighs caused a rush of blood to his penis,
giving it enough life that he hoped she wouldn’t notice.
 
It felt nice to hold her again, feel her
leaning against his chest, like back in the day.
 
She was trying to act relaxed but she wasn’t,
really.
 
The observation gave him just a
little bit of satisfaction, as she couldn’t completely shut him out.

“What
do you think we should do, Eve?” he asked quietly.
 
Maybe, if it were her idea, she would
relax.
 
He didn’t want to make this more
uncomfortable for her than it already was.
 
Well, maybe part of him did.

Her
face was so close to his.
 
If she just
turned her head the slightest bit their lips would meet. She looked so hot,
like a shimmering golden queen, and he was glad none of the others were around
to ogle her.
 
 

“Why
not pull my leg up near your face?” she suggested.
 
“That might look good.”

She took
his free hand and ran it down the glorious length of her left leg, gently
guiding his fingers to curl underneath her calf.
 
His breath caught at the silky softness of
her skin.
 
He raised her leg until her
shin was against his cheek, the sexy golden shoe above his head.
 
Her leg moved easily, revealing her flexibility.
 
The thought caused more blood to race down into
his loins, stimulating a full erection.
 

“That
looks good, you guys,” Kate said as she clicked.
 
“Give me more.”

Eve was looking at him intently.
 
It was for the camera, he guessed, but it
turned him on.
 
He moved his left hand up
so that it rested just beneath her breast, and pushed up so that it looked even
fuller.
 
Her lips parted just the
slightest bit, her eyes looked glazed, and he was inspired to kiss her leg.
 
His lips and tongue worked their way down
towards her knee.
 
She gave the slightest
shiver.
 
It passed through to him,
traveling deep into his gut, triggering his most primal thoughts…but he kept
himself in check.
 
Instead, he continued
to nibble.
 
Her skin tasted so good he
gave her a little nip and heard her breaths suck in just the slightest bit.
 
He almost forgot to flick his eyes towards
the camera.
 
Kate was snapping pictures
almost continuously.

Devon wondered if Eve remembered his touch.
 
Remembered it as vividly as he remembered
hers.
 
She relaxed and let her head fall
back in pleasure, bringing her breasts closer to his face.
 
He remembered them clearly, as though it were
yesterday.
 
Remembered cupping the soft
mounds in his hands and stroking the nipples with his thumbs.

“Great,
now let’s try another pose,” Kate said, snapping him back to the present.

Eve rose
smoothly from his lap and straddled him, one knee on either side of his legs,
her breasts at eye level, then gently eased back to sit on his lap.
 
His erection was rock-hard, but thank god his
shirt covered it.
 
His hands rose to the
bare flesh of her back.
 
The fingers of Eve’s
right hand twined themselves into the hair at the base of his neck and she
twisted her upper body towards Kate, so they were both looking into the camera.
 
As she twisted, her belly and pelvis pressed
firmly against his crotch and he thought he would come there on the spot.

“How’s
this?”
 
Eve asked Kate.

“Perfect.
 
Very sexy,” Kate said, snapping more
shots.
 
“The way your fingers are clawed
into her back is excellent, Devon.”

Had
he been clawing?
 
Yup
.
 
Any more pressure and
she’d have nail marks on her back. He loosened his grip.
 
She moved again, pulling her hair to the side,
as she turned back to face him.
 
She
leaned her head to the side, exposing her neck to him, and brought her other
hand up to his hair as well.
 
There was
nothing more for him to do but press his lips to her soft, smooth neck.

The light
scent of her perfume filled his nostrils.
 
She shifted a little closer in his lap, rubbing against his arousal.
 
God.
 
So
sweet.
 
She was driving him mad.
 
How was she not feeling that?
 
He pulled her more tightly against him, pressing
her breasts firmly into his chest.
 
He
stifled a groan of pleasure and kneaded the flesh of her shoulder with his
tongue.
 
It had been too long since he’d
been with her.
 
Why had he ever let her
go?

“That’s
great, you guys,” said Kate.
 
“One more
pose and we’re done.”

It
was going to kill him.
 
But he didn’t
want it to end.
 

He
had the hazy feeling that one of his fantasies had come to life.
 
She was arching far back now, her belly firm
against him and her head laid back and to the side in Kate’s direction, causing
the peekaboo hole in her dress to gape widely.
 
The sight of it and the feel of her were too much.
 
There was no force on earth that could have
stopped him as he ran his tongue along the exposed flesh.
 
He licked and sucked the parts that he could
reach just barely remembering to direct his eyes to the camera a couple of
times.
 
She gave no sign of protest.

God,
how he wanted to scoop her up right now and carry her to his bedroom.
 
He shifted her weight so he could support her
body with his right arm and his other hand went to cup her buttock.
 
His fingers found that the hem of her skirt
had ridden high.