Page 72 of Lost Lyrics

I could give Quill, Sutton and Flint’s wedding planner, a run for his money.

But I was in my element. I loved helping the guys, getting them to places, and ensuring their safety and that everything went off without a hitch.I was ready to step in and deal with any mishap or drama when it arose. But best of all, when it was time to enjoy an outing, I often joined my friends. I worked beside them, not from the sidelines.

I had the best of both worlds—work and play. Business and . . .oh, my. . .pleasure!

How had I gotten so lucky? How fortunate was I to find someone as kind, caring, and loving as Cole?

Now I’d found him, I never wanted to let him go.

“Are you ready to walk another red carpet with me, Aves?” Cole’s soft voice hummed in my ear.

“Always.” I entwined my fingers with his and drew him toward the door. “But before April cracks her whip, we’d better get out of here.”

The eight of us headed out of the hotel suite, with April and our security close behind. We slipped into a limousine and were chauffeured to the Dolby Theatre. The short drive was slow. The car queue, long. The waiting crowd of fans and photographers, huge.

After we stepped out of the limousine, Cole took my hand. Our group shuffled along the carpet, smiling and posing for the photographers. The guys weren’t up for any awards tonight, so they could just relax and enjoy themselves. But Flint’s energy skyrocketed when reporters asked him about plans for the next album, and he could finally say new material was in the works.

Oh, it was.Big time.

Over the past few weeks and after several meetings with their executive team, the band, Everhide, and Ashlem had locked in dates. The guys would record after Flint and Sutton’s May wedding and release their first single in November. Promo would roll out across the following months and into the new year, with their next global tour kicking off in September. Their schedule wasn’t rushed, crammed, or pushed to the limit. We’d get to spend a lot of time...together.

Cole kept his cool charm in place as we cruised down the carpet. Lewis and Tia gloated to anyone who asked about the approaching due date of their baby. Slip and Maddy glided along beside us, cracking jokes and posing when needed. There was never a dull moment.

As we reached the main media area, the camera flashes continued to blind me. The hollering reporters and photographers deafened my ears. Production crew and publicists hovered around us like shepherds herding sheep toward the entrance. But every time we had to wait in line to progress along the carpet, one devilish glance from Cole sent a fiery heat through my veins.

He drew flush against my side and smiled against my ear. “Every time you lean forward, I can see your nipples. That’s such a fucking turn-on.”

Shit!I lowered my voice so only he could hear. “The Hollywood tape isn’t sticking to the fabric.” I pressed my breast into his arm, trying to get the stupid tape to re-stick, but it didn’t work. I had some spare stripes in my clutch, but I couldn’t change them in the middle of the red carpet. “As long as it’s only you that sees my tits, I’m okay with that.”

“I want to do more than just see them.” His voice dropped to a dangerous, sexy low. “I want to lick them. Suck them. Fuck them.”

“Shhhh.” My nipples hardened, itching against my beadeddress. Heat pooled between my thighs and crept into my cheeks. My body had a mind of its own around him. “Later. Behave.” I forced a smile onto my face and turned Cole toward the cameras. We waved, posed, and moved on.

Throughout the ceremony, Cole slid his hand up and down my thigh, inching dangerously close toward my panties.Tease.But each time he gave me a suggestive look, our arms brushed together, he ate something off my plate, or he kissed me, a wave of pure happiness washed over me.

I honestly couldn’t remember a time I’d felt like this before.

By the time we got to the after-party, champagne skipped through my veins and hummed through my soul. As a DJ pumped out the tunes, my friends and I hit the dance floor. Under a sea of disco lights, we laughed and swayed. Cole twirled and spun me ’round. Our bodies drew close, and we dirty-danced up a storm.

“When I get you to our room, I’m going to fuck you on every surface.” Cole growled low in my ear. “Is that okay?”

I ran my fingers up his suit-clad thigh, digging my nails into the fabric. “Will you be slow and gentle? Or rough and dirty?” Okay, maybe I’d had too much to drink...or not.

“Ava?” He tightened his hold around my waist. “Don’t tease.”

I grabbed his ass. “Will there ever be a time when I don’t make you ravenous?”

“I hope not. You fucking do it for me.” He pressed his hardened dick against my crotch. Only the thin layers of fabric stood between us. “You want me to make you come? Here, on the dancefloor?”

My body temperature dialed up ten notches, but I kept my voice calm and collected. “I’m sure you could, but the other guests might get jealous.”Or upset.I didn’t want the security team to haul us out of the room for indecent behavior.

“I don’t want that.” His hands circled my back, myshoulders, my arms. “So, how about the second we leave?”

My breath entwined with his. “We’re staying here in the hotel, so I’m sure we can make it to our room.”

His eyes narrowed into sexy slits. “Or the elevator. Whichever comes first.”

“I know the security team, so turning off the cameras can be arranged.”

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