time, I wasn’t sure I was supposed to.
And the look on Ian’s face told me he knew it and was just waiting to see what I’d push. I could do this. I’d said whatever he wanted, and if this was what he wanted, I’d do it. The pleased grin that graced his lips as I sat gingerly, intimately aware of that plug and the soaked state of my panties, tickled me. The weight of his attention flooded me when I braced the guitar against my knee.
Keeping my focus on Ian, I waited, though Coop’s warm gaze shivered over me from where he’d taken a seat against the wall. They were both focused on me and it had everything inside me clenching at the same time.
“Good girls get rewards, Angel,” Ian told me, and I grinned.
“Being bad does have its perks too.”
He laughed. “You can absolutely do that if you want, but I think you’ll like this reward.”
“Okay,” I agreed, then dabbed at my eyes ’cause they were still damp. I wasn’t entirely sure why this worked so well for me, but even with all the tension and the needy state they’d left me in, I felt better.
“That was easy,” Coop said quietly.
“Frankie’s a good girl,” Ian said, more to him than to me.
Pleasure suffused me, but Ian didn’t leave me long to bask in it because he nodded to the music and we started practicing.
I thought it would be impossible to focus, but all of my normal nerves when we started working on a new piece of music vanished. I was a lot huskier when I sang the new lyrics, but even the chords came easier. Ian switched over to sit behind me at one point and then adjusted my hands. With his over mine, we played through it again, just my parts, but we sang the whole thing and it sounded amazing.
More, it felt amazing. As the last notes faded away, I let out a little sigh and Ian nuzzled a kiss behind my ear. “Perfect.”
“Yeah?” I glanced back at him, delighted at the note of pride in his voice.
“Oh yeah, Angel. That was perfect. I want to record it just like that. You up for it?”
I was up for anything, and when I kissed the corner of his mouth, he slid his hand up to my throat and tilted my head a little more so he could take control of the kiss. I swore my whole body sighed at the feel of his lips on mine and the way his thumb tilted my chin to give him greater access.
The pressure made me dizzy, but the kiss just seemed to go on and on. I lost myself in the way his tongue stroked mine and how he’d ease back, only to change the angle and then plunge his tongue back inside. I swore my pussy clenched like his mouth was on me and his tongue thrusting into me. The moment my hips started to rock though, Ian bit my lower lip and dragged his teeth over it with a hint of warning sting that brought me right back to Earth.
Heat flooded my whole body, and soft whimpers filled the room. I didn’t even care that the hungry sound came from me.
“You can last a little longer for me, Angel? You can do that, right?” His voice had dropped into a deeper range. My nipples tightened at the dark promise kissing each word, and I nodded. “That’s my sweet angel.” Another kiss, and he pressed a last one to my temple before he stood and moved back to his own guitar.
A shudder rippled over me, and I shivered as I tried to find an easier way to sit that didn’t have pressure increasing or my panties so damn wet I worried about soaking through my pants. Who knew that would be a problem?
I found Coop staring at me, all flushed, eyes dilated and nostrils flared. I hadn’t forgotten he was here, if anything, I think it just made me hotter knowing he was watching and that Ian was letting him be a part of this.
Craving these connections, all of them, was like a living, breathing thing inside of me. “You ready for us to record?” Wow, I didn’t even sound like me. I swore need drenched every syllable.
“Oh yeah,” Coop said as he leaned forward. “You have no idea how sexy you are, do you?”
“I know you are, but what am I?” The tease just flew effortlessly, and Ian let