Free Rock Hard: A Bad Boy Rock Star Romance by Arielle Archer

my body, and my lips were only the very beginning of that list. I allowed myself to be completely lost in the moment and I felt lightheaded. I saw stars dancing in front of me and for a moment I worried that I was in very real danger of losing consciousness.
    I swooned. Damn it. I fucking swooned in front of a crowd of thousands of people! And thankfully Grant was right there. He caught me in his arms and looked down at me as the crowd went wild and the last strains of the song faded. I looked up at him, not quite believing that this moment could get any more magical than that kiss on my hand, but then it did.
    Grant leaned forward. Shit. This was happening. This was actually fucking happening! I felt butterflies in my stomach that felt like they were in very real danger of ripping free and going from cutesy butterflies to a scene straight out of Alien. And yet I was powerless to stop myself. I was powerless to stop him. Fuck, it's not like I wanted to stop this from happening.
    Then I got my wish about feeling his lips against another part of my body. At least one of the parts of my body that I'd been fantasizing about feeling his lips brushing against.
    The kiss was soft, almost hesitant at first. As though he was unsure of himself. As though he was unsure how I would take it. And why not? I'd admitted to him and that I wasn't a fan. I wasn't the kind of girl who'd swoon just because he was the lead singer of a famous band. If anything I was the kind of girl who was likelier to slap him for that, at least as far as he knew.
    But instead I finally gave into the overwhelming lust that had been running through me since the first time he approached me in the diner. I reached up and pulled his head against me. His eyes went wide and then I felt him smile as he kissed me. As our mouths opened to one another for just a brief moment that stretched into eternity. I couldn't believe I was making out with the sexy lead of a band on stage at a fucking concert! And yet it was happening, it was magical, and it was a moment I wasn't going to forget for the rest of my life.
    If I thought the crowd was loud before when he was just singing to me, when his lips brushed against my hand, well that was nothing compared to when he kissed me. Whether they were screaming because they were angry it wasn't them up on stage or they were screaming for me and the incredible chance I had I couldn't tell you, but I decided to just go with it. To assume they all had the best of intentions.
    As he kissed me I felt one of his hands move down the small of my back. Down into my pants. And then he gave my ass a quick squeeze. Now it was my turn for my eyes to go wide.
    Then he pulled away from me and smiled, winked. And in a daze I made my way over to the side of the stage where Kayla waited with her arms crossed looking up at me with an eyebrow cocked.
    When I got back down and stood in front of my seat, looked over at Kayla sheepishly, I had a feeling I was about to get one hell of a questioning. She stared at me. I glanced around and everyone was staring at me. The looks on those women's faces were clear. They were wondering the exact same thing Kayla was. Who the hell was this I and how did I catch Grant's attention like that?
    I turned back to Kayla, bracing myself for the barrage of questions as Grant moved down the stage giving me another glimpse of that incredible ass as he walked away. Damn. That was a view I’d never get tired of!
    "You have something hanging off of your ass," Kayla said. Her voice was flat, matter of fact, but I could see a twinkle in her eye.
    "What are you talking about?"
    "Am I speaking Japanese or something? Nan desu ka? I said you have something hanging off of your ass!"
    I moved my hand down but the only thing I felt was my cell phone in my back pocket. Then I thought back to Grant squeezing my ass and I moved my hand into the other pocket where I felt something hard and rectangular that felt like it was attached to something.