One More Time - Ali Parker Page 0,72
would know. The other was seeing how he acted with me. To my great relief, the corners of his lips lifted into a tight smile. “I’m a very in love rock star who hasn’t been inside my girl for days. Give a guy a break.”
Just like that, I knew that we would be okay. He was okay with everything that was happening, for now anyway. And for now, that was all I needed to know.
He paused and kissed me when he slid all the way in. It was a different kind of kiss, a slow, passionate kiss that matched the rhythm of his hips when he started moving them. He reached for my hands and curled our fingers together, squeezing my hands as he made love to me.
Because that was what this was, making love. This wasn’t sex or fucking or whatever else people called it. These sweet kisses, this explosive rhythm that rocked my heart as much as it did my body and the way his hands hung on to mine, this was making love.
Caleb started trembling around the same time I did, increasing the speed and pressure of his thrusts as we both neared the edge. Together, as I was sure we’d be doing for who knew how long to come. I was quietly hopeful that it was forever, but what we had was enough for now.
Together, we climbed higher and higher, swallowing each other’s noises of pleasure until neither of us could stand it anymore, and our mouths broke apart. My lips brushed against Caleb’s as I moaned his name.
Wave after wave of pure ecstasy crashed into me as my orgasm took hold and ripped through my body. Caleb stiffened shortly after I did, growling my name as he released inside me. He was careful not to collapse onto me when we were done, rolling so he was cradled against my side, his hand on my stomach.
“I love you so fucking much,” he whispered to me once his breathing had returned to normal, his dark eyes fixed on mine.
Stroking a hand through his hair, I drew tiny patterns on his back with my fingernails until he was practically purring. “I fucking love you too.”
Chapter 29
Caleb
The crowd went fucking insane as the final song of the night ended. Our last show in San Diego was done, and it’d been another roaring success. The atmosphere was electric, and it’d affected each and every single one of us, had driven us to give it everything we had.
The show was done, but my nerves were just starting up. Early that morning, tangled up in Kelly’s bed, I’d made a decision. Now was the time I had to follow through on it. All day, I’d been able to focus on the show to keep my nerves at bay. Then I’d sunk into the music deeper than I had in a long time.
Surfacing from that trance, I opened my eyes and was momentarily blinded by the stage lights. I adjusted to them and spotted Jared right at the end of the catwalk, rocking out to Dom’s drum solo that was the outro for this show.
I lifted my guitar strap over my head and set the instrument down in its stand, crossing the stage to my brother. There was a mumbling that started up from the crowd, since it was common knowledge that I never did shit like this.
Jared noticed it just as the solo ended, and I reached him at the same time. He cocked his brow at me questioningly. Holding the mic away from his mouth, he smirked at me. “What’s up? You wanna do the ‘thanks for coming’ bullshit?”
I shook my head, wiping my sweaty palms against my pants. Fucking leather had been a bad idea. My hands felt even slicker when they came away from my thighs. “No, you can still do that. But can I have the microphone?”
Jared paused, clearly surprised. “What’re you up to?”
“Give me the damn mic, and you’ll see.” The crowd was growing restless, renewed excitement reaching the stage in waves. They could tell something was happening. Jared raised the mic, and the entire venue went quiet.
“Apparently, we’ve got a surprise in store for you tonight. Give it up for my brother, the Emperor of Guitar and your favorite string jockey, Caleb Larsen!”
The audience screamed and shouted, cheering so loudly it was nearly deafening. That was a surprise, but I didn’t have time to think about it.
Matt and Nick joined in Jared’s fun, moving to the