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His eyes were the color of whiskey, and his hair was sandy blonde. My eyes drifted down to his bare chest, which was glistening with sweat from their rehearsal. He saw me looking at the tattoos that carved inky trails across his body, and something flashed in his eyes.
Was I the one who had told the other girls to ‘hold on to their panties’? Because I was starting to think that I would need to take my own advice.
I could feel the warmth creeping through my center, spreading from my stomach to my thighs as I watched the muscles in Maddox’s chest ripple and contract under his skin.
He wasn’t like the guys I usually went for. I usually dated clean-cut guys with a normal, nine-to-five kinds of jobs. My ex-boyfriend had one tattoo, but it was easily hidden on his shoulder, and he’d gotten it when he was a drunken eighteen-year-old.
Maddox was different. His eyes promised danger, and his body looked like it had been chiseled in marble. He stretched his arms overhead, running his fingers through his hair as he looked me up and down.
Somebody—Veronica, I think—took me by the elbow and led me to a sofa. Maddox’s pale hazel eyes followed me, drinking in every move I made and sending endless thrills through my body.
He’s just a regular guy. Just like anyone else. It doesn’t matter that he’s in a band.
I tried to will myself to be normal. I tried to ignore the pulsing between my legs and the unmistakable wetness that was soaking through my underwear.
God, I wish he would put a shirt on.
But that was a lie. The last thing I wanted him to do was put a shirt on. My heart probably would have shattered if he’d covered that beautiful body of his with clothing. I sat on my hands to stop them shaking, and to stop myself from reaching out towards him.
I wanted to touch him so badly it was making me ache in the best possible way.
Finally, he looked away from me and over to Garrett, and they started playing for us. I sat back in the sofa, closing my eyes for a moment as the sounds pierced through my body and took me to another level.
When I opened them, Maddox was looking at me. A grin played over his lips and I blushed. I tried to look away, to force my cheeks to stop getting so red, but it was no use. It felt like my whole head was burning up under his gaze.
I couldn’t deny it: I wanted him. I wanted him in a carnal way that I’d never experienced before. My mouth was watering just looking at his muscled body move as he hit the drums harder than I thought was possible.
“They’re good,” Veronica said to Morgan, almost reverently. Her eyes were glued on the bassist, Carter. “This is going to be the easiest job of my life.”
