I'd almost done it.
Performing in front of thousands had filled me with courage. Was that what had changed? Was I no longer scared? I'm unbreakable. Nothing can ruin this. I'm a rock star.
The world had welcomed me. I wanted to swallow it whole.
The elevator doors started to close, the machine having no clue that we'd reached our floor, but had decided to stay inside and keep making out. I put out a foot, stopping the doors, yanking Drezden out into the hall and towards my room.
He stopped us and banged his keycard on the door next to mine; the one that belonged to him. Together we fell through the doorway, the lights automatically flicking on when they sensed our movement.
Behind me, the door crashed shut heavily. Drez was kissing me, as if he couldn't stop. Through my fluttering lashes, I caught glimpses of his room. It was big, wide—a copy of mine with its white walls and large screen TV.
A ripple of fear surfaced at the sight of his bed.
Wait. What am I doing?
His hands pushed my hair off my neck from behind. My worries went with it. “I can't believe you're here.” He grazed the curve of my jaw with his teeth. Hard fingertips moved down my back, tugging the hem of my shirt up.
Swallowing didn't help me find a response. I tried again, but only a quick gasp escaped. He'd discovered my skin, exploring my spine. Drezden bumped my bra strap; without asking, he unclasped it.
The black lingerie whispered when it hit the floor; he was too fast. On reflex, I crossed my arms over my chest. Drez spun me, eyes eagerly raking over my pale flesh. Nerves were erasing my confidence. I reached for the light; his body blocked me. “No,” he growled, scooping up my chin. I froze under the need in his stare. “I want to see you, all of you.”
It's too much. This is too much. I'd forgotten who he really was. Drezden Halifax had let me see some of the darkness inside of him before. But now, I'd walked into his lair.
In private, he could be himself. He could let go. I'd stumbled into a whirlpool when I'd thought it was a basic jacuzzi. He kissed me violently, tugging my lower lip with his teeth.
I felt myself falling, thought it was vertigo until I actually hit the bed. Drezden went down with me. He pounced, tangling fingers in my hair.
He's going to destroy me.
And yet, the more he touched me, the less I fucking cared. His warmth settled over me on the mattress, shadows cloaking his eyes. Leaning away, he flashed me a quick smirk. It stole more of my resistance.
Palms dragged down, scratching my ribs. I wriggled, openly whining as he explored me. Drezden was skirting around my breasts. I was initially thankful, terrified to let him touch me there when I was already losing my mind in less tender places.
Soon enough, the throbbing in my lower belly grew disappointed. The smirk he'd given me made sense. The bastard, he's teasing me. How can he have the strength to tease when he acts like he wants me so badly?
He looked down, green eyes contaminated with lust. “Something wrong, Lola?”
My poor lower lip was getting chewed up. “Why are you—why go so slow?”
His index finger brushed down my middle, just between my breasts. “You want me to speed up?”
Narrowing my eyes, I tried to look fierce. A gentle caress from his hand near my hip changed that. “I just... no. Fine. Do what you want.”
There, a flash of the rabid animal living in his soul. “I plan to.”
The muscles in my legs squeezed, toes pointing in my boots. A hollowness was forming in my pussy. Drezden made me want things I couldn't say out loud.
Inch by inch, he twirled his fingers closer to my chest. I was breathing heavily, my cheeks pure fire as my breasts shook with my strain. It was impossible to hold anything back. With him sitting on me, knees on either side of my thighs, I was trapped. I knew he felt every tiny twitch of my hips grinding.
I willed my body to calm down. I wasn't surprised it didn't listen. At this rate, my brain will just crumple like tissue paper.
Looking over him, the light behind his head made his features sharp as daggers. The indents along his bare shoulders hinted at his strength, his complete restraint in being patient with me.
Drezden flinched as I gripped his shirt,