can’t control myself.”
And then she felt him run his tongue along the indentation on her belly, swirling it around and around until she was nearly closing her eyes as pleasure slammed into her.
“I swear I can smell how wet you are, baby.” He slid his hands up her side, taking the shirt with him until it was over her breasts and not going anywhere.
“Jacks—”
“Jackson. Call me Jackson, Tanner. It’s been so long since I’ve heard my whole name, and hearing you say it makes me so fucking hard.”
“Jackson…” God, it was getting hard to talk, but right now wasn’t the most opportune time to have sex. “There’s a party right on the other side of the door, and then the issue with Laura.”
“She won’t be bothering you anymore and trying to screw with what we have.”
Tanner didn’t know what he meant by that, or how he planned on making her leave them alone short of kicking her out of the tour, but she also wasn’t thinking clearly now and he was running his tongue up her chest and over her cleavage. “Don’t think about her. Don’t let her get between us a moment longer.” He slid his hands behind her, moved them up her back to where her bra clasp was, and in a second he had it undone.
Her breasts spilled out the bottom of the bra since they were no longer confined. He pushed the fabric over her chest and started sucking on her nipples.
Tanner couldn’t hold her head up any longer and let it fall back slightly. A gasp of pleasure left her, and she tunneled her hands in his hair.
“I don’t want sex right now, Tanner.” He murmured against her now wet flesh, and alternated between her breasts. “I just want to hold and kiss you.” Resting his forehead on her belly they stayed silent for a second.
“No sex is probably a good idea since you are still pretty drunk.” She exerted a little pressure so she could tilt his head back.
“Yeah, I am still drunk, but I know I am looking at the girl I love more than life itself.”
Tanner couldn’t help but smile.
“Lay with me, baby.” He let go of her and went to stand.
She took a step back and watched him go to the door and lock it. When he was before her again he removed his pants and underwear, and then helped her out of her clothes. He may say he didn’t want sex, but his cock was hard between his legs, and she was so wet it was almost uncomfortable.
“No sex, baby.” He cupped the back of her head and kissed her deeply, and right when she was about to tell him screw the no sex idea he pulled away and pressed his lips to her forehead.
They moved into bed, and once the sheet and comforter were over them, Jacks pulled her close to his body. It didn’t take long for the warmth, the safety, and the feeling that he loved her just as deeply as she loved him, to seep into her and drift her away to a dreamless sleep.
17
Tanner opened her eyes and blinked several times to clear her vision. She immediately closed them as bright sunlight slammed right into her and instantly made her head ache. She knew right away she was in bed alone, and when she slowly opened her eyes and saw the spot beside her empty, it verified that.
For a second she lay there, still smelling Jacks’ scent covering her body.
It was silent, and the clock on the bedside table told her it was not even ten in the morning, and although that wasn’t early, they had stayed up pretty late. How Jacks was already up after being so drunk the night before was beyond her. Rolling onto her back and staring at the ceiling, she heard the low, but clearly angry sounds of a male voice.
It was too muffled for her to really tell who spoke or what they were saying, but she had a feeling it was Jacks.
Tanner got up and grabbed her clothes that were on the floor by the bed, and went into the bathroom. After she cleaned up and was dressed she made her way toward the bedroom door and opened it. Jacks’ annoyed voice came through loud and clear from the living room.
Tanner stepped out into the hallway, and the first thing she realized was there were no random bodies passed out all over the floor. Had they left last