together. So telling him he’s lower than a drug addict is pretty harsh. Keep that sort of shit to yourself.”
“Rule number three is ‘no drugs,’ not ‘no drug addicts,’” she said. “There’s a big difference there. I’m not willing to compromise on something that has such a potential to blossom into addiction. I don’t work as hard as I do to end up in a relationship where I could lose everything, or end up having my car seized by the state because I made a bad choice on my date night.”
He weighed her answer for a long moment. “Fair enough. As you put it, that holds water. As for Ramsey walking in on us, we live on top of one another when we’re on tour. Privacy can become a casualty from time to time.”
“That was more than a walk-in oops,” she snapped. “He sat right down and asked to join.”
And she really wished her knees didn’t go weak over that idea. But they turned to jelly when Syon’s lips thinned and his eyes flickered with something very wicked. He closed in on her again, hooking her around the waist and turning her around, away from the stairs. He cupped her nape and buried his head in her hair.
“Sex is better when it’s more than fucking,” he rasped next to her ear.
She stiffened, but he held her still, his warm breath brushing her ear.
“There are a thousand different ways to experience pleasure.” He teased the shell of her ear with the tip of his tongue. “If you’re honest, you’ll admit he turned you on.”
“Oh…damn.” She wiggled as he traced the entire outside of her ear until he closed his lips around the lobe.
She ended up gripping his shirt.
“I want to know what you like, everything you crave.” He trailed kisses down her neck before lifting his head and making eye contact with her. “I want to know that I satisfy every fantasy you have, so you don’t go looking for it without me.”
“That’s nuts…” she whispered.
“So is the pull between us,” he said.
“Does that line really work?”
His face tightened, irritation flickering in his eyes.
“Who’s Todd?” Syon demanded.
Her wits were dulled by the idea that she’d insulted his cheesy line. “What?”
“Todd.” Syon massaged her neck. “Percy said Todd called looking for you.”
She pushed against his chest, but he didn’t budge. “Are you actually jealous of an ex-boyfriend?”
“Not if he’s an ex.”
He leaned over and teased her neck with a flick of his tongue. She stretched away from him.
“But it’s just fine if your buddy Ramsey is sitting next to us while we make out or more?” Kate asked.
“Mmmmm…I like the idea of more.”
He was going for her neck again, and she was sure she was going to combust if he succeeded. So she flattened her hand over his mouth, but it backfired. He captured her wrist and turned it up so he could tease the sensitive skin on the underside with a kiss. She shuddered, the sensation rocking her to her core. She was fixated on his mouth against her skin. He rolled back his lips and bit her gently.
She felt like she was flying apart.
“I can’t do this…”
He locked gazes with her but maintained his grip on her wrist, and his thumb stroked the wet spot he’d left.
“He’s an ex, so no complication,” Syon insisted. “I want to explore why I kissed you. Kisses are intimate for me.”
“I guess they would be,” she said, recalling his protection plan for his throat.
His tone had deepened. “I don’t indulge very often. I’ve been thinking about the way you taste all night. Should have been focused on the risk I left myself open to.”
Two years. It seemed impossible, but there was a little bubble of joy growing inside her as she contemplated having something no one else had from him. “That’s hard to believe, Syon.”
He stepped up, moving too close again for rational thought. She pressed a hand against his chest, and the connection shocked her with a jolt of lust.
“Believe it and google it, you
“Rule number three is ‘no drugs,’ not ‘no drug addicts,’” she said. “There’s a big difference there. I’m not willing to compromise on something that has such a potential to blossom into addiction. I don’t work as hard as I do to end up in a relationship where I could lose everything, or end up having my car seized by the state because I made a bad choice on my date night.”
He weighed her answer for a long moment. “Fair enough. As you put it, that holds water. As for Ramsey walking in on us, we live on top of one another when we’re on tour. Privacy can become a casualty from time to time.”
“That was more than a walk-in oops,” she snapped. “He sat right down and asked to join.”
And she really wished her knees didn’t go weak over that idea. But they turned to jelly when Syon’s lips thinned and his eyes flickered with something very wicked. He closed in on her again, hooking her around the waist and turning her around, away from the stairs. He cupped her nape and buried his head in her hair.
“Sex is better when it’s more than fucking,” he rasped next to her ear.
She stiffened, but he held her still, his warm breath brushing her ear.
“There are a thousand different ways to experience pleasure.” He teased the shell of her ear with the tip of his tongue. “If you’re honest, you’ll admit he turned you on.”
“Oh…damn.” She wiggled as he traced the entire outside of her ear until he closed his lips around the lobe.
She ended up gripping his shirt.
“I want to know what you like, everything you crave.” He trailed kisses down her neck before lifting his head and making eye contact with her. “I want to know that I satisfy every fantasy you have, so you don’t go looking for it without me.”
“That’s nuts…” she whispered.
“So is the pull between us,” he said.
“Does that line really work?”
His face tightened, irritation flickering in his eyes.
“Who’s Todd?” Syon demanded.
Her wits were dulled by the idea that she’d insulted his cheesy line. “What?”
“Todd.” Syon massaged her neck. “Percy said Todd called looking for you.”
She pushed against his chest, but he didn’t budge. “Are you actually jealous of an ex-boyfriend?”
“Not if he’s an ex.”
He leaned over and teased her neck with a flick of his tongue. She stretched away from him.
“But it’s just fine if your buddy Ramsey is sitting next to us while we make out or more?” Kate asked.
“Mmmmm…I like the idea of more.”
He was going for her neck again, and she was sure she was going to combust if he succeeded. So she flattened her hand over his mouth, but it backfired. He captured her wrist and turned it up so he could tease the sensitive skin on the underside with a kiss. She shuddered, the sensation rocking her to her core. She was fixated on his mouth against her skin. He rolled back his lips and bit her gently.
She felt like she was flying apart.
“I can’t do this…”
He locked gazes with her but maintained his grip on her wrist, and his thumb stroked the wet spot he’d left.
“He’s an ex, so no complication,” Syon insisted. “I want to explore why I kissed you. Kisses are intimate for me.”
“I guess they would be,” she said, recalling his protection plan for his throat.
His tone had deepened. “I don’t indulge very often. I’ve been thinking about the way you taste all night. Should have been focused on the risk I left myself open to.”
Two years. It seemed impossible, but there was a little bubble of joy growing inside her as she contemplated having something no one else had from him. “That’s hard to believe, Syon.”
He stepped up, moving too close again for rational thought. She pressed a hand against his chest, and the connection shocked her with a jolt of lust.
“Believe it and google it, you
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