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She pressed her lips to mine, and I gripped her hips, tugging her closer. But no matter how much I wanted to fuck her against the stall door, I’d made the promise to go slow. And I would—even if my regular jack-off sessions were no longer relieving the sexual tension between us.
I slanted my head, deepening the kiss, driving myself mad with desire.
“Nash,” she murmured against my lips.
I dove back in, sliding my tongue against hers, licking and sucking. She melted against me, and I was half a second from lowering us to the floor when she slapped her hand to her chest and reared back. Her chest heaved and her lips were plumped, inviting me back.
“Wait. Just…wait…” She inhaled sharply and exhaled with deliberation. “I think my brain turned back on,” she muttered. “Okay. Your other bandmates—do they hate me now, too?”
“What? No. Bridger and Jax don’t hate you. They want to meet you. Why would you think that?”
“Because you just waltzed in here to tell me your band doesn’t have a bassist. That can’t be good.” She shook her head. “You don’t get it, Nash. You’re a superstar.” Her eyes twinkled, but worry sat behind them. “And you’re gorgeous. Richer than sin. Tatum isn’t the only woman who wants a chance with you—to take my place.”
“It’s my choice who I’m with,” I said, reeling a little. That was not the point of this story. “I chose you then, and I choose you now.”
She wrapped her arms around my waist and squeezed. “I choose you, too, Nash, but I’m not out in the limelight. Tatum is just one of millions who’d hurt me to get you.” She leaned back, her eyes clear and bright. “Like Lindsay.”
I tensed, searching her for anxiety or shame. But she remained clear-eyed and calm.
“Um…”
She smiled. It was tremulous and filled with doubt, but it also grew as she pulled me closer.
“She drugged you. She wanted you to embarrass me. That was to get me out of the way so she’d have a shot.”
“Yeah…”
“I know you told me that a long time ago, but I had to come to terms with it. Just like I need to accept that other women will do the same.”
I shook my head, fear squeezing my chest. “Fuck, no. I can’t deal with anything like that again.”
She tipped her head back but kept her arms around me, snuggling herself tight against my straining muscles.
“As long as we talk to each other, I won’t have any reason to doubt you the way I did then.”
I relaxed by degrees. “Deal.”
She smiled as she kissed me, a soft, sweet brush of lips that reignited my lust. I was a walking hard-on these days. Aya nestled her belly against my raging boner, and I pressed my cheek to the crown of her head.
She stepped back enough to put air and a bit of sunlight between our bodies with a small sigh. Then she dropped to her knees.
“What are you doing?”
She glanced up at me from under her lashes. With a slow swipe of her lip, she unbuttoned my jeans.
“Ay…”
She pressed her palms to both sides of my crotch and my breath caught. When she unzipped my pants, I made a breathy sound. She reached into my boxer briefs and squeezed my cock, and I stumbled. She maneuvered so I was against the empty stall she’d been working in and then slid my throbbing flesh into her mouth. Her warm, wet mouth.
My eyes rolled back in my head, and I sighed out a long curse.
She bobbed forward, then slid back, her eyes intent on my face. Over and over, she took me in her mouth, bumping against the back of her throat, before laving the underside of my shaft with her tongue for the long, slow slide out. My knees threatened to give out when she cupped my balls. Holy hell, that felt good.
I slid my fingers through her hair, holding her as she worked her mouth over me. My thighs clenched and my curses grew in volume.
“I’m going to…Aya…pull off…I’m…”
She sucked harder, hollowing her cheeks, and my balls tightened, my spine tingled. The release went on and on—one rolling wave of pleasure after another. My breath grew choppy, and I sagged back against the wood at my back.
