flesh, his mouth
against my mouth, his heart beating so loud and fast and strong against mine. Forbidding
Danny and I to show any affection toward each other was making me hot for him. I
leaned back against the bar, imagining the feeling of his mouth on my skin...
“Hey Neve?” Steve
called over. “You look a bit flushed, are you okay?”
I tried not to
let my face get even redder.
“Yeah...” I
muttered. “I'm okay. I was just...it's a little hot in here, isn't it?”
“I'm not hot,”
Kyle frowned.
“I think I'm
going to go get some air,” I said. I needed to get away from Danny – that much
I knew. Before I fell into a nineteenth-century style swoon, like some
courtesan out of Lady of the Camillas.
I pushed my way
out of the booth and headed out into the hotel garden. The cool night air was
refreshing on my face; the whole garden smelled of jasmine and honeysuckle,
fragrant and light. The perfect place to cool down, I thought.
“I told them I
had to go take a phone call,” a low, deep voice behind me sent shivers down my
spine. “I don't know if they believed me, but they pretended to...”
“Danny...” I
turned around to face him.
“I think it's
working, you know. This whole subtle-thing. The boys are warming up to me.
Which is to say, Kyle doesn't stare daggers at me every time I turn around. But
it's not working for me , if you know what I mean.”
He took a step
closer to me, and I could smell the musk on him. It was intoxicating.
“Oh, Neve, my
darling. I can't wait to get you alone properly. To get you back to my suite
tonight – to get you naked in the showers, wash away all the stress, all the
sweat, to touch every bit of you...I am so hungry for you, I can get on my
knees and take you right now.”
He leaned
forward, kissing me with a kiss as light and delicate as the breeze blowing
through the garden. Then he grabbed me, pulling me into him, his kiss growing
rougher, more aggressive.
“Oh, Neve, you
know how much I want you,” he moaned softly, pressing his need against me. “Seeing
you sing up there is so sexy. And that little strip tease like dance probably
got all of us guys riled up. I know I did.”
“I know,” I
whispered back. “Me too. I was thinking of you when I did the little dance. I
was imagining how it would to strip dance in front of you.”
Danny smiled a
wicked smile, as his fingers traced circles on my arm. “I’d like to see that. But
for now – it's time for you to go back inside...”
It took every
ounce of strength I had to leave Danny in the garden and head back into the
bar, but I managed it. I'd made a promise to Luc and Kyle, and I intended to
keep it.
Danny came back a
few minutes later, pretending to turn off his phone.
“Good call?” Luc
eyed him – slightly suspiciously, I thought.
“I've booked us
another gig,” said Danny smoothly. “All in a day's work.”
I don't know how
I managed to get through the rest of the evening without jumping Danny in front
of the rest of the Never Knights, but somehow my restraint was successful. It
was torture, holding back from him, but I did it all the same, feeling my
desire increase, feeling my body tense, feeling my love and need grow tighter
and tighter with each passing moment. I loved him – I wanted him – so violently
I could taste it. My need for him was more than hunger, more than thirst. It
was like a drowning person, desperate for breath.
And when, at
last, we found ourselves upstairs, the rest of the Never Knights having
dispersed to their separate rooms – Steve to the hotel room of a
against my mouth, his heart beating so loud and fast and strong against mine. Forbidding
Danny and I to show any affection toward each other was making me hot for him. I
leaned back against the bar, imagining the feeling of his mouth on my skin...
“Hey Neve?” Steve
called over. “You look a bit flushed, are you okay?”
I tried not to
let my face get even redder.
“Yeah...” I
muttered. “I'm okay. I was just...it's a little hot in here, isn't it?”
“I'm not hot,”
Kyle frowned.
“I think I'm
going to go get some air,” I said. I needed to get away from Danny – that much
I knew. Before I fell into a nineteenth-century style swoon, like some
courtesan out of Lady of the Camillas.
I pushed my way
out of the booth and headed out into the hotel garden. The cool night air was
refreshing on my face; the whole garden smelled of jasmine and honeysuckle,
fragrant and light. The perfect place to cool down, I thought.
“I told them I
had to go take a phone call,” a low, deep voice behind me sent shivers down my
spine. “I don't know if they believed me, but they pretended to...”
“Danny...” I
turned around to face him.
“I think it's
working, you know. This whole subtle-thing. The boys are warming up to me.
Which is to say, Kyle doesn't stare daggers at me every time I turn around. But
it's not working for me , if you know what I mean.”
He took a step
closer to me, and I could smell the musk on him. It was intoxicating.
“Oh, Neve, my
darling. I can't wait to get you alone properly. To get you back to my suite
tonight – to get you naked in the showers, wash away all the stress, all the
sweat, to touch every bit of you...I am so hungry for you, I can get on my
knees and take you right now.”
He leaned
forward, kissing me with a kiss as light and delicate as the breeze blowing
through the garden. Then he grabbed me, pulling me into him, his kiss growing
rougher, more aggressive.
“Oh, Neve, you
know how much I want you,” he moaned softly, pressing his need against me. “Seeing
you sing up there is so sexy. And that little strip tease like dance probably
got all of us guys riled up. I know I did.”
“I know,” I
whispered back. “Me too. I was thinking of you when I did the little dance. I
was imagining how it would to strip dance in front of you.”
Danny smiled a
wicked smile, as his fingers traced circles on my arm. “I’d like to see that. But
for now – it's time for you to go back inside...”
It took every
ounce of strength I had to leave Danny in the garden and head back into the
bar, but I managed it. I'd made a promise to Luc and Kyle, and I intended to
keep it.
Danny came back a
few minutes later, pretending to turn off his phone.
“Good call?” Luc
eyed him – slightly suspiciously, I thought.
“I've booked us
another gig,” said Danny smoothly. “All in a day's work.”
I don't know how
I managed to get through the rest of the evening without jumping Danny in front
of the rest of the Never Knights, but somehow my restraint was successful. It
was torture, holding back from him, but I did it all the same, feeling my
desire increase, feeling my body tense, feeling my love and need grow tighter
and tighter with each passing moment. I loved him – I wanted him – so violently
I could taste it. My need for him was more than hunger, more than thirst. It
was like a drowning person, desperate for breath.
And when, at
last, we found ourselves upstairs, the rest of the Never Knights having
dispersed to their separate rooms – Steve to the hotel room of a
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