Free Taming the Country Star: A Hometown Heroes Novella (Entangled Bliss) by Margo Bond Collins

next show, maybe even the next girl—then she was going to hold tight to every second she had with him.
    Suddenly impatient to feel him inside her, Kylie pulled open his jeans and pushed them down far enough to reach him, to feel him hot and hard in her light grip.
    Opening the bedside table drawer, he snagged a foil package and offered it to her. She unwrapped the condom and unrolled it over him. Then she guided him as he pushed his way gently, slowly into her. Her skirt crumpled between them and the denim of his jeans scuffed against the back of her calf as he began sliding in and out.
    The connection between them flared to life as she stared into his eyes, burning through any remaining anxiety she might have had in that moment.
    Being with Cole felt right.
    More than right.
    It was perfect.
    With a sigh, she gave herself over to the moment, to his touch and to the way it smoothed away all her worries.
    She could lose herself with him.
    Or find herself.
    Reaching down with his thumb again and pressing against her, he rubbed in circles that matched the increasing tempo of his motions. Kylie could feel him inside her, growing hotter and harder as she matched his rhythm, then increased it.
    The peaks of her breasts brushed against his chest, first softly, then harder as he pressed into her. She clasped him against her, pulling him deeper and deeper inside.
    He responded by caressing her face, staring deep into her eyes for a long moment. Then Cole’s mouth claimed hers, his tongue flicking against hers, matching the pressure she felt building inside.
    Pleasure broke through the pressure and swept over her in waves. She cried out, the sound lost in his mouth. While she gasped and shuddered against him, Cole called her name hoarsely as he too came, pulsing inside her, his own shivers blending with hers.
    Afterward, he rested his forehead against hers for a long moment, his long eyelashes casting shadows against his cheeks. She watched the fading light from the window play against the dark shadow of slight stubble against his cheek.
    There were no paparazzi here, no reporters, no fans.
    Just Cole and Kylie.
    So how did that make her feel?
    How much did his fame really matter, after all?
    Right now…not at all.
    She could watch his face forever.
    For the first time in almost a year, she felt…peaceful.
    When he finally withdrew from her, leaving her body momentarily exposed to the cool air conditioning, Kylie realized they hadn’t even bothered to move the bedspread. She laughed softly, rolling over to her side and brushing the hair out of his eyes. The gesture was remarkably like the one she had barely kept herself from making across his image on the coffee mug a few days earlier.
    But much, much nicer in person.
    She stretched her arms above her. “I’m going to have to leave soon if I’m going to get dressed up for this party,” she said.
    “I’m not letting you out of this room without me,” Cole growled, wrapping his arms around her and pulling him close to her. “And I’m not getting out of bed until I absolutely have to.”
    Kylie giggled and pushed ineffectually at his chest. “I can’t go to the reception naked, Cole.”
    “Mmm. Naked,” he murmured as he nuzzled her neck. “That sounds good.”
    “Cole. Be serious.”
    “I am. Clothes on demand—it’s a perk of being rich and famous. I’ve got Billie on it.” He nipped at her shoulder and his lips brushed down, across her stomach. She gasped, and he smiled against her skin. “We have better things to do.”
    …
    “You ready for this?” Cole asked, squeezing Kylie’s hand in his own as they waited for the hotel elevator.
    “Not even a little bit,” Kylie responded. “But I’m doing it anyway.” Fine lines around her mouth showed some of the strain, and Cole brushed a kiss across the corner of her lips. She looked beautiful in a deep-red satin dress.
    Billie had done an amazing job picking it out. Of course. And the hotel staffer who had