Rocked (The Everyday Heroes World) - Julia Wolf Page 0,58
if he actually made out my words since his hand still covered my mouth, but from the slightly wounded expression that flitted across his face, I thought maybe he had.
“Such a hard-ass, even after I made you come.” His hand moved from covering my mouth to tracing the outline of my lips. “I know you don’t want to be mine, but while I’m here, how about we say I’m the only one?”
“You are the only one.” I stretched my arms over my head, not willing to lose the looseness in my limbs and the cloud of euphoria in my head. “Closet sex isn’t so bad.”
He propped himself on his elbow. “Not bad?”
Looping my arm around his neck, I urged him toward me to press my lips against his. “No, not bad. Pretty damn great, in fact.”
His nose slid along mine, eyes crinkling as he grinned. “I still can’t believe you’re going to LA with me.”
“Me either.” I tugged him down for another kiss, because I finally could without scarring little eyes or having to answer questions from nosy friends. “I’m trying not to think about it too much so I don’t freak out. I won’t be in any pictures, will I? I don’t think I want that.”
“Hey.” He cupped my jaw. “I’m a greedy fucker who will take you whenever and however I can get you. I’d be proud as hell to walk the red carpet with you, but if you’re not into that, we’ll figure something else out.”
“It’s not that I wouldn’t be just as proud to walk with you.” I kissed him again and again and again, until he gave me another smile. “I would be proud. But if Ellie saw the pictures, she might misinterpret them, and my face…”
“Your face is stunning.” He was so firm and full of conviction, I believed he meant it.
“To you. Because you like me and you’ve seen me naked a lot. But to the average person, seeing me stand beside a gorgeous rock star? No. If anything, they’d be stunned to see us together. I don’t want anyone to think I’m your pity date or—”
He cut me off with a kiss. His hand slid behind my neck, and his tongue swept into my mouth. He kissed me silent, until my insecurities fled to the dark corners where they belonged.
He eased back, locking eyes with me. “There is nothing pitiable about you. You’re gorgeous. Your scars stand out to you because you’ve got all the baggage that came along with them. I’ve never known you any other way, but I can’t even begin to fathom being more attracted to you if they were gone. Seems pretty impossible.” He pressed his erection against my thigh. “All I have to do is think of you and I’m hard these days.”
Snorting a laugh, I wrapped both arms around him and yanked him down for a hug. Devon Chambers had a sweet side, and I bet not too many people knew that. My self-esteem didn’t come from his erections, but I did feel a little pride in knowing the way I affected him, the sexy, famous rock star.
“I’m still not going to be in pictures,” I said softly beside his ear, then ran my tongue up the shell of it.
“Kat.” He rolled atop me, wedging his hips between my spread thighs. “You keep doing that, and I’ll sign over all the rights to my music, maybe even the deeds to my houses.”
“I don’t need a house, I have my own. I just need you inside me.”
“That,” he rocked his hips into mine, “can be arranged.”
So many things with Devon Chambers would be easy if I let them happen. But the simplicity of falling for him could come crashing to a halt just as easily. Which was why I’d sent him home at midnight that night when all I’d really wanted was to curl up in my bed beside him.
When he left Sunnyville, I’d miss his friendship. I’d miss his dick and all he could do with it. But I wouldn’t let my heart get broken. We were in the midst of a fling, something that was turning out to be outstanding for my soul. Not to mention my body and skin. I’d been a little bit touch-starved and a lot sex-starved until now, and I had every plan to drink my fill until the very last minute.
“This one. Purple is your color.” Rhea held up a dress that looked four sizes too small for me. She