JaxYou shouldn’t be doing this, you should not be doing this. The words kept repeating themselves over and over in my head, but I knew I was going to do it. I knew we were going to do it more specifically. Bad idea or not, this was actually going to happen. In reality, there had never been any doubt in my mind that we would end up like this. From the very first moment I had set eyes on her, when her perfect breasts had fallen free from her tank top, we were on a one-way path to fuck-ville. Sure, we had fought against it, clashed at every possible opportunity, but it was always going to end up like this. I knew she expected me to touch her, and I was going to, but first... My fingers found what they were looking for under the foamy water and closed around the washcloth triumphantly. I brought it up over her spine. Elodie didn’t move. She just sat there, her arms about her drawn-up knees as she let me touch her through the soft cloth. Over and over again, I rubbed up and down her bac
ElodieIt was almost too much, almost. The pleasure of Jax’s mouth assaulting me bordered on unbearable. I seemed to have no control over my legs which were clamped around his head, shaking uncontrollably. Any other man might have been put off by the almost violent way I was reacting, but not Jax. Jax was taking it all in his stride. It was like he fed off it. Every time my body came off the mattress, he redoubled his assault. Teasing, probing, licking me into a quivering mess. But never quite letting me reach the pinnacle. I so desperately wanted to go over that particular edge. “Jax!” Throwing my head back, I screamed his name. I was so close, so damn close that it was driving me insane that I couldn’t reach my final destination. It had absolutely nothing to do with the skill of Jax’s tongue, either. He was doing it on purpose, teasing me to explode before stopping, calming me down slightly, only to do it again. He was just as infuriating in bed as he was out of it.“Jax, please.
JaxI purposely took the seat nearest Elodie the next afternoon. Erik had called a staff meeting and almost everyone of any importance was there. Which meant there were more than enough chairs for me to sit anywhere I wanted to. I had chosen to take the seat next to hers, using my foot to pull hers closer. I did it to see everyone’s reaction, but mostly to see hers. And while the others barely raised an eyebrow, she scowled at me, tearing her hand away from mine when I took it.I grinned down at her, leaning back and leaving my hand where it fell on her knee. She could be as pissed off with me as she wanted to be. She couldn’t change what had happened between us last night. Or again this morning. And the sleepy sex we’d had this morning had been just as passionate and frantic as our first time. If anything, it had been better. Because I had woken up with her body wrapped around mine. I’d never woken up next to a woman before, at least not one where I didn’t want to escape the second
JaxThe show went without a hitch. I didn’t miss my cues this time, and that was partly because I knew Elodie was waiting in the wings for us, or more specifically me. I hadn’t even realised how much I missed her presence at shows when she wasn’t there. Not until recently. So, before I had gone on stage, I had added a little extra to our pre show kissing ritual. Everyone else got my lips on them, sure, but only Elodie got my tongue in her mouth. She was my woman, after all.It was a strange thing, how quickly I had fallen into thinking of her as mine. It wasn’t exactly something we had discussed, and it sure as hell wasn’t normal for me. We had spent a grand total of one night in each other’s arms. A night of unbridled passion, sure, but not enough for me to think of this whole thing as a relationship. Yet that was exactly what I was doing. I had no idea how long it would last. I was known for getting bored quickly after all, but for the time being I was more than happy to see how th
ElodieI started to giggle before I could help myself. It was just a few seconds before I realised my mistake and snapped my lips shut, but it was enough time to do damage. Jax was glaring down at me. Shit. My laughter faded to nothing. Shit, he was serious. Tugging at my hair, I reached for him. “Tate gave me it… He—”Jax didn’t let me finish. He was beyond angry, and I didn’t understand it. Was the guitar some priceless relic of bygone rock days and I hadn’t realised? Was that why? “I’ve been looking after it,” I tried again. “I wouldn’t break it or anything. Is it yours? I just assumed when Tate—”Jax’s hands came around to grip my shoulders. “When Tate was doing what? Fucking you? Is that why it’s here? Because he sure as hell wouldn’t just give it to you. He knows how important that damn thing is to me.”Ripping myself out of grasp, I hurried over to the offending instrument and held it out at arm’s length for him to take. “If I had known it was important or expensive or whatev
JaxI woke up alone. My hands automatically reached for her but came back empty, and the sheets were cold. Frowning, I rolled over, my eyes falling on the empty space I knew she had occupied through the night because I had watched her sleeping like some kind of creeper. I hadn’t been able to drift off, my gaze on her for at least an hour just before dawn when we finally finished fooling around. Squinting, I fumbled for my phone, which turned out to be dead. I hadn’t even thought about charging it last night. I had been far too busy doing...other things.Elodie shaped things. From the other side of the closed door, I could hear voices. Not low, sleepy voices, but loud, automatically familiar voices. The band was out there, all of Dionysus Rising by the sounds of it. Which meant it was probably a lot later than I thought it was. Pulling on my jeans, I opened the door and met with a dense cloud of smoke. Not the cigarette kind either. This was sweeter and more pungent. Waving it away, I
ElodieWhat the hell had I been thinking, blurting that out? It was private. My own private grief that had shaped pretty much my entire life. I was the way I was because of my brother’s death. And nothing could change that. I knew Jax had his own preconceptions as to my personality, so maybe I said it for his benefit? Maybe him knowing just a sliver of my past might make him understand me a little better. I sure as hell hadn't said it to inform the others. Dionysus Rising, whether it was the band, management or their crew, they all seemed to accept me for who I was.But Jax? I could feel his eyes on the back of my head. But I didn’t turn. That made me the biggest coward in the world. I didn’t care. I couldn’t stand to see the pity in his eyes.The strong arms round my waist slipped away and his hands closed around my hips instead. He squeezed. “Up.”Turning before I could stop myself, I searched his face. “Get up, Elodie.” There was a note of anger in his voice, one that I didn’t un
JaxThere was something mouth-wateringly wholesome about her. When she stripped off the hard outer shell, of course. It didn’t hurt that she had stripped everything else off as well. Her delectable curves were barely encased in the tiny pale blue bikini she had donned, and with water dripping between the valley of her breasts, it was a wonder that I hadn’t gone into the ocean and dragged her off Erik’s surfboard an hour earlier. But somehow, I’d managed to control myself. Partly because if I had, the others would have never let me hear the end of it. And partly because she looked like she was having fun. Her laughter filled the air even above the crash of the waves and the high-pitched screeches of the gulls. I liked seeing her have fun. Because it seemed so alien to her, and I didn’t want to spoil that for her. “Are you still sticking to this nonsense that this ends when you get home?” Tate asked as he reclined topless next to me. There were no tattoos on his skin, but it caught ev
Louis“Did you just call me a silly ass?”“Is that what you got from that?” Celia muttered. Her hands were still on my chest as she shook her head. Her cheeks flamed as she took a step back. My arms went around her instantly, pulling her back to me. “Yep.” I tightened my grip. “Not sure I heard the other part properly. Because I was pretty sure you said-”“I love you.”Something happened in my chest. It was something I had never felt before. Warmth spread through me and for a moment it was as if my heart seemed to stop beating. For a split second, I thought I might have just had some sort of heart attack, and then it gave one loud thudding beat.“You love me?” I wanted to check that I had heard her right. Celia didn’t say anything at first. But the pink that tinted her cheeks deepened to a blazing red. She turned her face away from me. I didn’t want her to do that. I never wanted her to look away from me. “That’s what I said.” Her face was growing redder and redder. It made me smi
CeliaAfter wiping my sweaty palms down my thighs, I raised my hand to knock. The door opened before my knuckles could make contact.“Hey, I saw you on the camera.” Erik's smile was as charming as I had ever seen it. He looked tanned and happy. “Come on in.” He opened the door wide. Stepping through, I glanced around. I’d been to his city pad so many times, fetching and carrying things for him, that it should have felt as familiar to me as my own home.Except it didn’t, not this time. This time it felt different. “Drink?” He carried on grinning at me. “I have white cooling. That's your favourite, isn't it?” He led the way through the spacious open-plan living room. And sure enough, a bottle of wine was cooling on the table by the window. He went over to it with hesitation, pouring me a glass before I could say a word.“Thanks.” My eyes swept across the view of the city below us and then fell on the table set for two. “But shouldn't you have waited until…?” I motioned to the table.
Louis“Dance with me, Louis.”Blearily, I lifted my eyes to meet Elodie’s. She was holding out her hand like she expected me to take it. I’d already danced with my sister out of duty, but I didn't want to dance with anyone else. Least of all Elodie who always had the uncanny ability to tell you exactly what you were thinking and feeling, even if you were avoiding it.Shaking my head, I went back to brooding. It was a new thing for me. Usually, I left the brooding to Jax or Dion. “Come on, Louis.” Reaching down, she wrapped her small hand around mine and pulled me to my feet. I swayed for a second. “It's a wedding, after all. Your sister's wedding. We should all be having fun.” She led me forward onto the dance floor. There were already some people dancing, but the space was relatively empty. It wouldn't be for long, though. Not with the way people were drinking. “I am having fun,” I grumbled.Laughing, she placed her hand on my shoulders. I let her lead. I didn't want to dance. Not
Celia“Are you even going to look at that?”With my fingers still buried in the fur of the cat on my lap, I lifted my eyes to Mia, who was curled up on the chair opposite me. “Celia?” she prompted when I didn't answer.“No. It’s probably Erik again.” I didn't need to check my phone to know it would be him. He had been blowing up my phone all day. Of course. Today was Lola and Dion's wedding. Things would have gone wrong, some emergency or something Erik had forgotten. Things that I wouldn't have overlooked. “You seriously mean to go through with this, don’t you? Quit your job?”I nodded.“Girl, you're crazy. The band is your life. Working with them is your dream and you're just going to throw it away?” Mia shook her head. Reaching across to grab my wine glass, I grimaced as the cat dug its claws in at the sudden movement. “Looks that way.”“What are you going to do for money?”“Absolutely no idea.” Shrugging, I poured myself another glass of wine. “Do you think maybe you should ha
Louis“You and Celia?”Whirling around, I came face to face with my sister. There was no hello. Not even a howdy. Just her shocked face as she stomped towards me. Running my hand through my hair, I looked down at my own bare feet. “Hello to you as well, little sister,” I mumbled.“Hi.” She hugged me quickly before holding me out at arm's length. “Now answer the question.”“What question?” I knew exactly what question, but I didn't want to answer it. Ever since I had woken up yesterday and Erik had told me she had gone, I had given up thinking about the band's blonde assistant. What good would it do?She was gone. It wasn’t like I could go after her. Not when my sister was about to get married. I needed to be here. With family. Not chasing after a girl who shared my bed but was in love with someone else. What we had: the fun, the sex, had been real. But that's all it had been: fun, sex. And that was all over now.“You and Celia?”I shrugged. She shrieked, drawing a quizzical look f
CeliaIt didn't feel fake anymore. It felt real.Real and new and exciting. And it had absolutely nothing to do with sex. Louis didn't act like this around women he’d had sex with. He was a ‘love them and leave them’ kind of guy, but he wasn't that way around me. Not that I thought for a second that he was in love with me, and I was pretty sure I wasn't falling in love with him. We were just having fun. Maybe this was exactly what I needed. Proof that other men out there found me attractive. Proof that I didn't need Erik. Except…part of me still wanted Erik. A small dwindling part, but it was there, buried deep. Which was all kinds of wrong, seeing as I was sharing my bed with someone else. And not just any someone else, either. Louis Michaelson was a panty-wetting god and somehow he had chosen me to spend time with.It was hard to wrap my head around.But it was true. The last few days had been a glorious mix of lingering looks and wild, passionate sex. The kind of holiday romanc
LouisGiving the sleeping form of Celia one last lingering look, I slipped out of the room and headed towards the beach. It wasn’t even dawn, but I needed to clear my head. What had happened between us last night had been incredible. Better than I had ever expected, but the intimacy… I ground my teeth together. The intimacy hadn't been what I was expecting. Not the sex itself, but what came afterwards. Holding Celia, talking to her until the small hours. That had all been new.New and scary as hell.And I didn't know what the hell I was doing. I liked her.For the first time in my man-whore life, I liked a woman, probably more than I should do. I sure as hell liked her more than she liked me, and I didn't even know when it had first happened. It had kind of just snuck up on me. Maybe because Celia had always been there. Hovering in the background. A familiar smiling face. A beautiful smiling face who was in love with someone else. I had known that when I had taken her to bed, so wh
CeliaWhy was I doing this? This was a terrible idea.A truly awful one.But I knew the answer. The reason I was doing this, taking this step with someone I worked with, was taking his shirt off and kneeling between my legs.Louis was the reason I was crossing the line. Not because of the hard washboard abs covered in tattoos that met my gaze, but because of who he was. There was a connection there. One that I wanted to explore a little. God, I was confused.I liked Louis. I really did, and I couldn’t deny the sexual chemistry between us. But-“Eyes open and on me, Celia.”My eyes snapped open. I hadn’t even realised I had closed them. Staring at him, I felt my mouth fall open. He stood there naked and, even though it wasn’t the first time I had seen him without clothes on, it felt like I was truly seeing him for the first time. Letting my eyes wander down his body, my lips parted further. He was exquisite. And not just because of the art that adorned him, either. There was a beaut
Louis“Celia?” I knew I had heard her right because it wasn't like her words could be construed as anything else. Not many things sounded like ‘I want you to take me to bed’. But I wanted to make sure. “Did you seriously just ask me that?” In answer, she curled herself into my chest. “You heard what I said, Louis. I know you did. I can see it in your eyes. Do I really need to repeat myself?”I wrapped my arms around her, holding her even closer. “Yeah, you kind of do.”Tilting her head up, her eyes sparkled with the moon shining over her. It would have been a romantic moment if she hadn't been asking me to fuck her. “I want you to take me to bed.” She said each word slowly, like I was an idiot and that's exactly what I felt like.A damn idiot. Because I didn't know what was happening. What had changed in Celia's world so much that she was now into me for real?“Celia…” My lips pursed as I blew out a breath.“Or here. I've not done it on the beach before. ““Damn it, Celia.” Stepping