Page 24 of Hard Rock Temptation
I whirled around to yank her down onto the sofa with me. She landed on my lap with anoomphand had to clutch my shoulders to keep her balance.
I gripped her hips as her legs splayed on either side of me. She had the height advantage now. Without waiting for me to settle back, she gripped my shirt and pulled me toward her, our faces mere inches apart.
I looked into her eyes, desire roiling up inside me, but I didn’t move. I was waiting for her.
Anticipation shuddered through her body, and I knew she wouldn’t wait any longer. She dove forward and slotted our mouths together with a moan.
I’d been thinking about this, dreaming of this, for so long. I’d lost count of the number of times I’d taken my cock into my hand while imagining this exact scenario.
But no dream could have prepared me for the absolute heaven of pressing my lips against hers, the heaven of prying her mouth open to deepen the kiss. I couldn’t do gentle. I couldn’t do sweet. This was fervent, and hungry, and a long time coming. Kaylee sank into my arms and I drowned in the taste of her.
The door to the studio opened. Kaylee and I jumped, our kiss breaking, as Zain and Finn walked through. They both halted abruptly, eyes going wide. Anya and Chris nearly walked into their backs.
Kaylee tried to scramble up but I tightened my arms around her. I didn’t want to hide anything. I didn’t want to hideus. I was willing to risk it all for her, and I wanted her to know that.
Kay’s cheeks burned bright red, but she looked pleased that I wouldn’t let her go.
“Fucking finally,” Finn blurted out. “I thought you two idiots would never figure things out.”
“Who’s calling who an idiot?” Zain muttered. There was a twist to his mouth, expression not entirely pleased.
“I’m happy for you,” Anya said softly.
“Me too,” Chris said chuckling, “but maybe next time find a more private spot before you, ah, make sweet music together?”
“Don’t quote Micah’s own words back at him,” Kaylee groaned, her legs still straddling my hips, making no move to get up, face still flaming. “You’re only going to encourage him.”
“I just have one request,” Zain spoke up.
“I promise we won’t have sex in the practice room,” I said, utterly unswayed. Kaylee looked torn between chuckling and cringing.
Zain grimaced, but shook his head.
“No,” he said. “Just promise me you won’t go all Fleetwood Mac with this shit. We all know about the drama that happened during the recording of theirRumoursalbum. Fights, break ups, sleeping with each other’s partners, divorces.”
Kaylee and I both went still.
“Everyone knows the horror stories of what happens when relationships get in the way of the music,” Zain continued bluntly.
I was about to speak up, but Finn beat me to it.
“Did you forget thatRumoursis one of the best albums of all time?” he said with a sly grin. “Who’s to say all that drama wouldn’t be great for the band?”
Relationship drama could be good for a band, but terrible for a couple. And a couple working together could cause a rift between the band members if it turned into two against the rest.
I’d promised her I was willing to risk the consequences, and I meant it. But still, there was a part of me that couldn’t help but keep wonderingwhat if?
What if our relationship caused trouble for the band? What if the two of us being together hurt the others? What if we ended up ruining everything we’d all worked so hard for?
I tightened my arms around Kaylee even harder and forced my thoughts to stop spiraling.
No. I promised I’d be fearless. No more what ifs. No more worst-case scenarios.
I was going to keep Kaylee and the band safe, no matter what happened next.
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