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Dammit, Juliet. I said no fucking distractions.
“Fuck it,” I say aloud, reaching underneath the covers and allowing my fingers to slowly trace over my belly before reaching down to the place that needs relief. My finger slides over my slit, letting the wetness create a slick pathway.
I picture the Chaotix frontman in front of me, leaning against the door frame. He’s tall, broad, and has the most perfectly tanned skin. A pair of jeans hang low on his hips as he saunters towards me.
I dip a single finger inside, covering it in my excitement before pulling it back out and circling my clit. Slowly at first, and as my imaginary rock star comes closer, picking up speed.
My fingers move in a perfect rhythm and my climax builds, my flesh hot under my hand.
I maintain eye contact with my mirage, picking up speed as I circle the swollen bundle of nerves.
He moves forward until he’s standing over me as I work. His eyes follow my fingers, and I can almost feel his rough hand against my inner thigh. Goosebumps break out over my skin and I moan loudly.
“Oh, God.” The words tear free from a ragged breath, and I press my thighs together tightly trying to soothe the throbbing ache.
My body is no longer filled with blood, it’s pulsating with pure need and desire.
“Don’t stop,” he orders, his voice deep and tone firm.
I nod and force my thighs to spread wide for him. My pulse thumps loudly in my ears.
My fingers continue their assault, dipping in and out then sliding over my crease. The evidence of my overwhelming desire leaves them wet and shiny.
My thighs tense and I brace my heels against the bed, digging in. The orgasm is wound so tightly inside of me that it feels like I could burst any second. I arch against the sheets.
I writhe against the bed as my release sends shockwaves over my body.
I watch as Ryan disintegrates right before my eyes. He’s gone and I’m alone, lying in a puddle of my own satisfaction.
So much for not getting distracted.
Chapter Sixteen
Juliet
You could say it was officially crunch time. There was exactly a week before the tour was kicking off and at this point, it was just fine-tuning minor details. It still amazes me that we've somehow managed to pull this off so far. Work had been chaotic, but seeing everything slowly falling into place was unbelievably gratifying.
"I've finalized the hotel accommodations for the duration of the tour," Kate said to Max when he asked for a status update. "I was able to book the same hotels as the band." He nods in approval.
Both partners asked Valerie to come in for a quick meeting, and most of us assumed this would be the day they informed her she would be the one going on tour. Her smug expression as she closed the door behind her made it clear she shared the same thoughts. I watch through the large wall of windows that separates my office from the main lobby and wait for the celebratory look she’ll shoot my way when she leaves.
It doesn't take long for the door to open, and when she exits, there is a newly present mask made of complete fury on her face.
She heads straight for my office, the sound of her heels hitting the tile floors echoing with every step.
When she storms into my office and slams the door behind her, I know nothing good is going to come out of this conversation.
"Either you're fucking Max, or you're fucking someone from the band. Hell, maybe you're fucking all of them," she spits out.
"Excuse me?"
She laughs, and the sound sends chills across my body. "That's the only explanation. Why else would they pick you? I've paid my dues. I've proven my worth here. What have you done? Spun some pretty words and batted your eyelashes? Fuck you, and fuck this place."
"Valerie, I have no clue what you are talking about," I say, honestly.
She stares at me, and my blood runs cold. "You're really going to play dumb? You are seriously going to look me right in the eyes and lie to me?"
She's lost it.
