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“We’ll see you guys tonight,” I call over my shoulder.
As soon as we’re in the elevator, I round on Malice. “What was that?”
He crowds me, pushing his body against mine until I bump into the wall. “That was me marking my territory.”
“Marking your territory?” I cross my arms over my chest, causing my boobs to rise above the low-cut neckline of my tank. “Why don’t you just piss on my leg?”
“I don’t need to piss on you.” Malice’s eyes dip to my cleavage, and his fingers brush the swell of my breasts. “Last night, when I fucked you, that was me claiming you. You’re mine.”
I shudder and goosebumps break out on my arms. “Kyle was just excited and celebrating how well we did. He didn’t mean anything by hugging me.”
Malice’s forehead wrinkles, and he stares at me like I’m an idiot. “That wasn’t just a hug.” He smirks. “Kyle wants to fuck you.”
“He does not,” I deny.
“Yeah, Apple, he does.”
Before I can respond, his mouth descends on mine, and I forget our conversation entirely because my brain short-circuits. And I’m not sure how I feel about the fact that Malice seems to know it. He’s always quick to silence me with his mouth.
Hell, I’m not complaining, but his tongue should come with a damn warning label.
The elevator dings, and the doors open to our floor. We don’t break apart as we clumsily make our way to the room, and once inside, Malice wrenches his mouth from mine. Picking me up as if I weigh nothing, he tosses me onto the bed before slowly crawling on top of me and resting his forearms on either side of my head.
“He doesn’t want to fuck me,” I repeat, breathless from our kiss. “But even if he did, the only man I’m fucking is you.”
“Damn right,” he growls.
I squirm out from under him and maneuver him to his back. Straddling him, I grind down on his dick. Malice reaches for my tank and bra and pulls them down, exposing my breasts. He rolls my nipples between his thumbs and his fingers.
I moan loudly as I lean down to take his mouth. Our tongues duel, and I continue to grind against his cock. Malice rocks his hips, increasing the friction between us, and he hits that delicious spot that rarely fails to send me over the edge.
We dry hump like teenagers, and I chase my release. It doesn’t take long before I’m spent.
I can’t believe I came without him even touching my bare pussy.
With a sigh, I lay across his chest while he rubs my back in soothing circles. I must drift off because the next thing I know, Malice is shaking me.
When my eyes flutter open, he grins. “Dinner’s on its way up.” He leans down and kisses my cheek then moves off the bed. “Figured you’d want to eat before you got ready for tonight.”
“Thanks, babe.” I sit up and swing my legs over the edge of the mattress.
“Babe?”
A slow smile spreads across his face and almost blinds me. Scowling Malice is sexy, but smiling Malice ispanty-droppingsexy.
“Yeah… babe,” I repeat and push to my feet.
“I like that.” He winks and swats my ass as I strut past him to the bathroom.
* * *
Pacing behind the stage curtain,I listen as Kyle finishes his set. I’m wearing my new outfit, and my hair is curled and flowing down my back, but looking great isn’t doing much to help my nerves.
“Why are you so fucking nervous?” Malice asks with a frown.
I stop pacing to face him. “This is a huge opportunity. What if I blow it? What if all this work is for nothing?”
“Stop,” he demands. “You have more fucking talent than anyone else performing tonight.”
