Free Rock Star Romance: Dan (Contemporary New Adult Rockstar Bad Boy Romance) (Hard Rock Star Series Book 4) by Jade Allen Page A

her
faster and faster; I reached down between our bodies and found Sophie’s clit by
touch, and began to stroke and rub her, trying to keep time with our movements,
trying to bring her to climax before I totally lost control. The last thing I
wanted was to come and get sleepy before she got off--I wanted the
gratification of making her come first, the relief of knowing I didn’t need to
do anything else. I read Sophie’s body like braille, feeling the tension in her
muscles, listening to her moans turn into little gasps and shuddering cries as
she got closer and closer.
    All at once I felt her whole body tighten around
me. I heard the sharp little breathy gasp and then she exhaled on a long, low
moan, and her muscles fluttered around my cock, tightening in erratic little
spasms. I tried to hold out for just a minute longer, to ride through her
climax for as long as possible, but I felt the tension snap deep down between
my hips, and I came less than a moment after her, groaning against her neck,
barely able to hold myself up to keep thrusting as my cock twitched and
throbbed inside of her.
    I collapsed onto the bed next to Sophie, gasping
and panting for breath, still dripping wet, and turned to look at her as we
both struggled to recover. “Jesus, I think it’s like--what, five-thirty in the
morning?” Sophie giggled and shook her head.
    “Just enough time to get in a nap before the
meeting then,” I replied. “I’ll lock the door on my way out.”
    “The sheets are soaked,” Sophie told me, though
she didn’t look any more interested in getting up out of the damp bed to take
care of the problem than I was.
    “They’ll dry off soon enough,” I promised her.
“Besides, it’ll stay cooler this way.”
    “I don’t have the energy to fix them,” Sophie
admitted. “This is the last time I’ll ever suggest a quick shower before sex.”
I snickered.
    “It was fun though, you have to admit,” I pointed
out. “You loved every minute of it. Don’t lie.” Sophie rolled her eyes and
turned over onto her side, rumpling her already messy hair and lifting her head
to turn the pillow over onto the dry side.
    “We’ll see if I think it’s worth it after I wake
up,” she told me. “If it was…” she half-shrugged and yawned, and I threw my arm
over her, pulling us closer together.
    “I’ll see you tonight,” I promised her. “If you
want.” Sophie nodded sleepily.
    “We’re doing your place,” she told me. “I’m not on
at Respects. Make it an early night so we can catch up on sleep.”
    “Or we could make it a late night, just at home,”
I suggested. Sophie murmured something that sounded vaguely like an agreement
and we both drifted off without deciding what it was we were going to do with
ourselves.
     

 
    ****
    I was barely on time when I got to Ron’s office in
downtown Delray, just off Atlantic Avenue; I never really understood why he had
an office there, but it was handy to about half the band--and it wasn’t that
far from Sophie’s place--so I decided, as I walked up the two flights of stairs
to his suite, that I wasn’t going to bitch about it. We mostly recorded down in
Miami, and I was pretty sure he had an office of some kind in that neck of the
woods as well--maybe out in Wynwood, or somewhere like that--but he’d made the
Delray office his base, and that was the one we all usually met at, when we
were going to do something official as a band.
    I’d gotten pizza just like I’d promised, and I
carried it with me into the little reception area attached to the office. “Hey,
Julie,” I said to the chick who ran the front desk; she was Ron’s niece, going
to school for something industry-related, though I’d never really gotten the
answer to what it was specifically. “Am I the last to show?”
    “You are, in fact,” Julie said, smiling at me with
a little flirty gleam in her eyes. There was an unspoken law in the band--from
back before any of us had girlfriends--that