In For Keeps / Under His Touch. Taryn Belle
her mind, Dev moved so his shoulder was against her mouth. She inhaled the heady scent of his sweat and aftershave. His cock pressed firmly into her thigh. “Think about how good I felt inside you,” he said hoarsely. “Think about how hard I’m going to fuck you later. And then let me feel you come.”
She was almost there. Dev’s fingers moved in and out of her with a rhythmic thrust while his thumb maintained just enough pressure on her ultrasensitive clit. The heat built until it burst at her center, bucking her against the wall. Goose bumps crawled up her spine. Jesus. She muffled her whimper with an open mouth against his shirt.
“Exactly what I needed,” Dev said, gently slipping his hand out of her. “Meet me in my bus after the show.”
He didn’t even wipe his hand off before reaching for his six-string Fender.
CLIMBING UP THE two steps to Dev’s tour bus, Kiki took a quick glance around to make sure no one was watching before she opened the door. She knew exactly how it looked, and the last thing she wanted was for the news to hit the crew that she was Dev Stone’s new little piece of ass. Today had been amazing, but the reality of her situation had set in a bit. She’d slept with Dev on tour, just like countless other girls before her had. Was her status really that different from any other hanger-on groupie? Kiki wasn’t here to make a new best friend, but she didn’t want to become the laughingstock of the crew, either. Just keep it under wraps. Whatever this is.
Her legs felt shaky as she stepped inside the bus. She knew it was from the sex—she was out of practice—but she was also exhausted from her sleeplessness the night before. She could hear the shower running. Even the image in her head of Dev naked had her going again, but it wasn’t just his body she ached for. The way he touched her, like she really meant something to him...it was addictive, and she had to keep her head together. She’d already broken two of her soft rules by mixing business with pleasure and taking things beyond one night, and she was dangerously close to breaking her hard rule of keeping her emotions out of it. In fact it was ridiculous to try to fool herself that she already hadn’t. Dev lit up something in her that no one else had come close to, not even Jack.
While Kiki waited for the water to stop running in the bathroom, she glanced around the bus. The space was generic looking with no personal touches, but it was nearly as big as her cottage on Moretta and a lot more luxurious. She was standing in a lounge complete with two leather sofas and a large-screen TV. The dining area opened to a kitchen with glass countertops, a dishwasher, fridge, range and built-in espresso machine. The bathroom door stood open, displaying a marble vanity. Beside that was a small gym with weights and a treadmill. And at the end of the hallway she could see the bedroom, complete with a closet and queen bed. Her gut clenched. This wasn’t a rental, it was Dev’s personal bus that he kept in storage and brought out for his European tours. It pained her to think of how many women he’d taken to that bed over the years.
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