Page 35 of Hard Rock Temptation
I forced my lids to flutter open with a displeased sound.
“That’s it,” he murmured. “I want to watch you when you fall apart.”
I whimpered, my insides throbbing at his words.
“You can’t just say things like that,” I told him shakily.
A smirk appeared on his lips. “Why not?”
“B-because—Ah!” I gasped again as he began to move his fingers more firmly, playing with me as expertly as he played his keys, his touch just as deft, just as talented. “When you say things like that—” I spoke in fits and starts. “—it makes me want to drag you off to the bedroom—oh!— and we’re supposed to be going s-slow…”
I could barely finish the thought before he hitched me up higher on his lap and captured my lips with his again. I moaned into his mouth, tongues sliding against one another. He swallowed my cries as if they were as delicious to him as candy. Then he bit my lip and pressed down at the same time, and the combination sent me spiraling upward. I cried out, eyes flying wide open, and shuddered with every pulse of pleasure. His fingers never stopped moving and his gaze didn’t leave mine once, dark and feral.
I finally came back to myself, panting to catch my breath, and rested my forehead against his chest.
“I wanted to go slow,” Micah said, nuzzling into the nape of my neck sweetly, as if he hadn’t just done such a devilish thing. “Butyou’re too damn sexy. I just want to put my hands and tongue all over every inch of you.”
I whimpered, insides still pulsing from aftershocks. “Micah, I told you, don’t say things like that if you’re not going to follow through.”
“I’ll follow through,” he promised, placing a sucking kiss on my neck. “Just not quite yet.”
“I applaud your self-control,” I said, shivering again as I stayed sitting in his lap.
“It’s hanging by a thread,” he admitted. “And you—” he continued, putting a hand on the small of my back to still me, “are not helping with all that squirming.” He paused, lifting his head from my neck. “Where’s the laptop?”
I laughed and gestured to the coffee table. “I put it down before we got too carried away.” I squirmed again, but this time it was to grab the laptop. “If I recall, we were in the middle of something important before you so wantonly seduced me.”
Micah raised an eyebrow. “You’re laying all the blame on me?”
“You’re the one who kept groping me,” I pointed out archly. “I can’t help but get all worked up by that.”
Micah lowered his eyes to the laptop, a worried expression flickering across his face.
“Maybe working on these songs together was a bad idea,” he said. “We’re only going to distract each other.”
“What? No!” I said without thinking. “We work great together. This is just…” My thoughts raced, heart beginning to sink atthe lines of tension that were returning to Micah’s face. “Our relationship just adds a different dynamic to things, that’s all.”
He looked at me and I could see the internal struggle in his eyes.
“We’ll figure out a good balance,” I promised, then threw my arms around his shoulders. “Don’t be scared,” I said into his ear. “We can do this.”
Micah wrapped his arms around me and squeezed tight.
“You’re right,” he said. “It’s just because this is all so new. We’ll make it work,” he finished with a determined note in his voice.
I closed my eyes and squeezed back with relief. I didn’t want Micah to get scared again. We’d finally had a breakthrough. The music, this band, meant everything to me, but so did Micah.
I didn’t want to backslide.
Iwouldn’tlet us backslide.
We were going to make this work, just like Micah said. We had to.
Because if we didn’t…
There was a small voice in the back of my head. The same voice that had spoken up when Zain raised his doubts.
Everyone knows the horror stories of what happens when relationships get in the way of the music, he’d said.
