“Why not?”“She was my mother.”“Yes, she was, but she was also a person. A person who hurt you. I don’t like it when people hurt those I love.”“Need to inflict all the pain yourself? Is that it?”She slapped his ass with the paddle, and he groaned, his head tilting back.“I don’t hurt you the way she did,” Aggie said.“But you’re trying to.”“No, I—”“Do you think I’m stupid, Aggie? That I don’t know what you’re trying to do? You think I’m broken. You think you can fix me. All that ‘I love you’ bullshit doesn’t mean a damned thing, does it? You don’t love me. Not the real me. You love who you think you can make me.”“That’s not true.”“Yeah, it is. Unfasten the cuffs. I’m done.”So that was his game. She wasn’t going to release him—no matter how unaffected he pretended to be.“I’m not. Not even close to done.” She tossed the paddle aside and caressed his skin with her hands and her lips. Touched him. Kissed him with the same tenderness he frequently showed her.After several minutes
Jace glanced at Aggie, who was wiping tears of mirth from her eyes, and then headed across the stage. The crowd cheered as he approached center stage. Sed wrapped an arm around Jace’s shoulders and spoke into his microphone. “He looks pretty good for a dead man, don’t you think?” He paused while the crowd responded with excited screams and yells. “Say hello to the fans.” Sed held the microphone to Jace’s mouth.His heart thudded, and heat flooded his face. “Hello to the fans.”Sed chuckled. “Do you think you can muster the strength to play something later in the show?”“I think that can be arranged.”Jace was stunned by the crowd’s enthusiasm.“Did you really get shot, Jace?” an excessively loud fan yelled from behind the barrier fence in front of the stage.Sed promptly spun Jace around and pulled his shirt up to reveal the large bandage on his right shoulder. “He got shot f**kin’ twice, dude. Brutal, huh? He doesn’t look it, but he’s a tough little shit. If it were me, I’d be flat o
The crowd was chanting. “Sinners, Sinners, Sinners.” The arena’s overhead lights were still off, so even though the stage was dark and empty, they knew the show wasn’t over.“Break a leg,” Jon growled into Jace’s ear as he handed him his earpiece. “Or better yet, your f**king neck.”With no time to tell Jon to f**k off, Jace stuck the earpiece in his ear so he could hear the music and directions given by Dave. He then trotted after Brian and Trey onto the stage. There was a soft glow of blue lights at the level of their feet, and when their shadows crossed the stage, the crowd cheered. Jace’s heart rate kicked up a few notches. He really hoped he didn’t screw up.Eric tapped a cymbal, starting the intro to “Twisted,” and Jace entered with his bass progression. There was stiffness in his knuckles, and the pain in his right shoulder was agonizingly sharp as he strummed, but the thick strings between his fingertips and the solid fret board were comforting. He’d missed this. Standing next
“Are you too tired to continue?” she asked several minutes later.He chuckled. Apparently, he had come a lot harder than she had. He’d help her with that as soon as he could move again. “Not yet.”Aggie wriggled out from beneath him and urged him onto his back. When she reached for the piece of satin on the bed, the one he’d used to drive her to distraction earlier, he wasn’t sure how long he’d last before begging her to f**k him. He was more than ready to find out.***Jace knew he was dreaming and didn’t want to wake up. He liked this part of the dream. He wished it could go on forever. He’d gladly give up the good though, if he could avoid reliving what he knew would come at the end.Young, dumb, and full of cum, Jason ducked into the passenger side of the yellow Ford Mustang waiting in the parking lot.“Did you get it?” Kara asked, her intense brown eyes wide with excitement.Jason opened his leather jacket and showed her the bottle of whiskey tucked inside. “Let’s get out of here
“Jason.”He lowered his head and flicked his tongue over the pebbled peak. She shuddered and buried her fingers in his hair. She managed to find a bruise on the back of his head, but the pain she unknowingly inflicted fueled his fire.He eased her toward the sofa. When she tried to remove his shirt, he pulled away and shook his head. “This is for you,” he said, but in reality, he didn’t want her to see his body and the ugly black and blue marks.“Jason?” she whispered uncertainly.“It’s okay. I want to make you feel good.” He didn’t care about his own enjoyment. He wanted to show her how strongly he felt about her by pleasuring her body. He’d have to show her, because he knew he couldn’t say it. He caressed, kissed, and suckled every inch of her silky skin above the waist, paying close attention to her reactions, seeking the spots that brought her the most pleasure. When she tugged at his shirt, he moved out of her reach and removed her jeans and sandals. Her body grew stiff with anxi
Aggie opened her eyes to find Jace staring at her. She smiled, stretching lethargically.“Good morning, sweetheart,” she murmured. “What are you doing awake so early?”“I’m ready,” he said.She grinned, wrapped an arm around his neck, and shifted closer to his warm body. “I figured after last night you’d be satisfied for a couple days at least.”“That’s not what I meant,” he said seriously. “I’m ready to tell you.”Her heart skipped a beat, and her smile faded. “About your dad?”“Yeah.”She wasn’t sure if she wanted him to tell her. He’d said that he’d killed him. What if he had done something truly unforgivable? Would her feelings for him change? She didn’t want that. She was incredibly happy with Jace. She’d never felt this way about a man for long, and she wasn’t ready for this to end. She knew he was taking a huge step in confiding in her, however, so it wasn’t as if she could refuse to listen. She had to be strong. She knew his burden was too great for one set of shoulders.Aggie
“We really weren’t doing anything but talking,” Aggie said.“What were you talking about?”Her opening with Eric presented itself, so she took it. “Jace’s father. How he died.”Eric glanced at Jace. “How?”“I don’t like to talk about it,” Jace said.“Do you have any other family?”“Nope. No parents. No family.”Jace wriggled to get up, but Aggie sprawled her body over his and rested her head on his shoulder. She lay there like a dead weight to keep him from avoiding this conversation.“Did you go into foster care?” Eric asked.“I was fifteen with a criminal record. No one wanted to open their home to a derelict. I stayed in a group home for almost three years.”“Did you serve jail time?”“Juvenile hall for a few months. For a couple of shoplifting charges—nothing too exciting.”“The key to being a good shoplifter is not to get caught.”“You shoplifted?”“I was a holy terror as a kid,” Eric said.Jace snorted and stopped trying to weasel out from beneath Aggie. “Nothing’s changed.”Eri
“Jace lost,” Eric said. “He came first.” He sucked a breath through his teeth. “I’m about to join him.”“If you come on me, I will kill you,” Jace said to Eric.He didn’t come on Jace. He came on Aggie’s ass. She felt his fluids hit her skin—warm and thick. “God, that’s hot,” Eric groaned and rubbed the head of his c**k in his cum to spread it over her skin.“You really need to find yourself a woman,” she said. “Preferably a p**n star.”“I’d rather share you with little man.”“Not sure why we let you participate,” Jace grumbled. “I satisfy her better on my own.”Eric flopped down on the bed beside Jace. “Because I’m your best buddy, and you don’t want me to die from a giant case of blue balls?”“I don’t think that’s fatal,” Aggie said.“Have you ever had blue balls?” Eric asked.She grinned and flipped her gaze to the ceiling. “Well…”“They’re not just for Smurfs.”Jace laughed and reached up to tug Aggie down against his chest to cuddle her against him. “Wouldn’t that be a constant c